Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2259: 154: Like a Dream

“Dao Treasure, Spirit Beast…”

Wang Ba’s thoughts spun rapidly as his face grew dark.

It wasn't merely the Dao Treasure and Spirit Beast that had vanished. Even the Storage Dao Treasure granted by Heavenly Monarch Chao, along with the hundred-plus Sea of Chaos Realm cultivators he had tucked away in his sleeve, were completely gone!

In this instant, everything he owned had disappeared, leaving him with nothing but himself.

“Master Chao wouldn't covet my meager possessions… Furthermore, even a Mahayana Cultivator shouldn't be able to bypass my senses so thoroughly to rob me. That means, could it be…”

Wang Ba’s heart jumped as he scanned the surrounding demonic beasts.

He quickly realized these creatures were the exact components of the million-headed demonic beast belonging to Heavenly Monarch Chao—a terrifying entity equal to a Mahayana Cultivator.

Among the horde, there were nearly a thousand distinct species of demonic beasts.

He then thought back to the words Heavenly Monarch Chao had just uttered.

“To master the true essence of Beast Control in the Canlong Realm, one must fuse the bloodlines of a thousand demonic beasts…”

“However, to truly grasp this ‘Unbridled Ten Thousand Beasts’ and successfully integrate over a thousand bloodlines, it would require at least tens of thousands of years of research!”

“Does Master Chao wish for me to avoid the conflict between the Supreme True Buddha and the Cloud Sky Realm? Did he foresee something?”

Wang Ba felt a heavy pressure in his chest. Having fully snapped out of his trance-like state of Cultivation within the Way of Beast Tamer, his mind became sharp and analytical. Recalling the white-robed Elder’s recent words, he detected a hidden sense of entrustment beneath that casual demeanor.

This realization made his heart turn solemn instantly.

Master Chao was a Mahayana Cultivator, a figure at the very peak of the Realm Sea who could ascend to the Second Realm Sea at any moment. Such an entity was practically a ‘Demi Immortal.’ If even someone of that caliber lacked confidence in the coming war, he couldn't imagine how terrifying the Supreme True Buddha’s power truly was.

A critical problem soon occurred to him:

“Fusing a thousand demonic beast bloodlines is achievable, but the time it takes is simply too vast…”

Back in the Sea of Chaos Realm, the Little Cang World was still awaiting his return. A delay of three to five hundred years wouldn't be an issue, but if the span grew too long, everyone would surely assume he had died in the outside world.

Furthermore, most of the cultivators in the Little Cang World had not reached the Unification stage. Based on their natural lifespan, they might pass away before ever seeing him again.

“Master Chao has good intentions, but he has caused a major problem!”

The thought of his old friends in the Little Cang World dying of old age while waiting for him sparked a wave of panic. He stood up immediately, intent on leaving this place.

Yet, regardless of how long or how far he flew, he would look down only to see those same packed demonic beasts wandering below, moving at their own steady pace.

“What kind of prison is this?!”

Wang Ba was shaken. He instinctively tried to summon his Yellow Dao Domain to shatter the invisible walls of this place.

But in the following moment, he froze.

“The Dao Domain… is gone as well!”

“This isn't a dungeon… could it be an illusory realm?!”

The realization hit him suddenly.

He silently activated the Taishang Emotion-refining technique while trying to use his Yin God Power to tear through the illusion.

However, no matter what he tried, he remained trapped. Even though he knew intellectually that the scenery was fake, he could not see through the veil.

He attempted several other techniques, but none allowed him to escape. The gap between his strength and the methods of a Mahayana Cultivator proved to be an insurmountable chasm.

Wang Ba’s expression turned complicated.

He once again recalled the parting words of Master Chao.

“Others will handle the outside world… You should simply focus on your Cultivation here.”

“Since it has come to this, I have no choice.”

Wang Ba exhaled deeply, looking at the lifelike demonic beasts around him. A flicker of resolve appeared in his eyes.

“Fusing a thousand bloodlines isn't an impossible task… The trick is not to let it take too long. No, I must do this as fast as possible.”

“I cannot follow the standard, slow process of merging them one by one. If I do, even ten thousand years won't be enough.”

The variations between any two demonic beast bloodlines were massive. To combine two unrelated lines using Heavenly Monarch Chao’s technique, one had to first study both bloodlines deeply, identify common traits, and slowly bridge them. Finally, one had to find a balance between their contradictions to achieve a fusion that strengthened the host while keeping their consciousness intact.

In this process, augmentation was mandatory; not all fusions were beneficial, and some could be weakening or even fatal.

Because of this, the order and pairing of bloodlines were incredibly demanding. Out of the infinite combinations involving these thousand beasts, perhaps only one specific path could reach the level of the million-headed beast Master Chao possessed.

While it was technically possible to surpass that level, the odds were incredibly low.

Furthermore, once a fusion was finished, it resulted in a brand-new bloodline. This new strain then had to be studied from scratch to find the next compatible beast, repeating the cycle until ‘Ten Thousand Beasts’ was achieved.

With every new bloodline added, the practitioner of ‘Unbridled Ten Thousand Beasts’ had to manage an additional layer of complexity, putting an immense strain on the cultivator’s mental capacity.

Thus, even Wang Ba’s estimate of ten thousand years for a thousand bloodlines was considered an optimistic outlook.