Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2264: 156: Setting Out

A flash of cyan radiance tore through the Sea of Worlds before coming to an abrupt standstill.

Wang Ba materialized from the light, his cyan sleeves rippling in the void. He looked down at the skeletal remains of the Devourer’s Nest, a place now utterly barren of World Eaters. His brow tightened in a frown:

“Missing from here as well.”

“I still cannot pinpoint their exact coordinates...”

“To what corner of the world have Divine Corpse Six Fingers and Jiu Futu vanished?”

In terms of raw combat power, Divine Corpse Six Fingers was roughly equivalent to the early-stage of Tribulation Transcendence.

Jiu Futu held a similar early-stage rank, yet his mastery of the Corpse Immortal Technique meant his physical shell was so resilient that even middle-stage Tribulation Transcendence experts would struggle to harm him.

Both had now vanished without a trace, and Wang Ba found himself unable to even detect the general path they had taken.

“Did Jiu Futu lead them away, or were they discovered and seized earlier by the Northern Great Bodhisattva?”

A heavy sensation settled in Wang Ba’s chest.

“I have no way to explain this to Yu Yu.”

It mattered little which of the two had taken them; neither scenario boded well. If they were with Jiu Futu, there was a slim chance of recovery, but if the Northern Great Bodhisattva was involved, hope was nearly nonexistent.

“If all else fails, Zhang’s Ruins must be searched again.”

“Should Jiu Futu truly be the one who took them, he might have retreated to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace...”

That seemed improbable. If Jiu Futu had been bold enough to flee with them, he would hardly be foolish enough to wait for pursuers at his own base. Furthermore, after the commotion he and Jiu Futu had caused at the Ten Thousand Demon Dojo, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace were unlikely to welcome him back.

These thoughts only deepened his uncertainty regarding where to begin his search.

“Besides... the current state of the Four Great Realms remains a mystery.”

Wang Ba felt a flicker of hesitation as he thought of Heavenly Monarch Chao.

With Divine Corpse Six Fingers missing and the sensory bond severed, locating him would be a monumental task. Practically speaking, even if Divine Corpse Six Fingers completed his transformation into a Corpse-folding, his early-stage Tribulation Transcendence strength was no longer a decisive factor in the current landscape.

“No matter, I should prioritize reaching the Cloud Sky Realm!”

After a moment of contemplation, Wang Ba reached a final conclusion.

With a flicker of his will, he spread out the map of the surrounding Sea of Worlds provided by the Yin Family.

He was currently positioned at the furthest boundary of the map, at a triangular junction between Zhang’s Ruins and the Cloud Sky Realm.

A vast expanse of space still lay between him and the Cloud Sky Realm.

The distance itself was not the primary concern; rather, it was his total isolation. Lacking any source of intelligence, he had no way of knowing what progress the Supreme True Buddha or the Cloud Sky Realm had made over the last decade.

If he accidentally wandered into the heart of a war between two such titans, even his early-stage Tribulation Transcendence Cultivation might not be enough to guarantee a safe escape.

“It can’t be helped; I must proceed with caution, one step at a time.”

He pulled an upper-grade Flying Dao Treasure from his sleeve.

Once inside, he summoned the Four Spirits, Fu Gui, and the Wu Monkey King.

Dividing his focus four ways, he steered the Dao Treasure toward the Cloud Sky Realm while simultaneously raising his Spirit Beasts, translating eight millennia of Rule comprehension into his Dao Domain, and continuing the refinement of the Silkworm Dragon Staff.

His immense Primordial Spirit foundation allowed him to sustain these taxing activities all at once—a feat most cultivators would find impossible to maintain for long.

As the Flying Dao Treasure sped through the Realm Sea, his three other tasks advanced with methodical precision.

Whether it was due to the superior quality of the materials provided by Master Chao, the perfection of Wang Ba’s methods, or the fact that these divine beasts were already on the cusp of evolution, the results were swift.

The Four Spirits underwent minor metamorphoses in rapid succession.

The White Tiger led the way, successfully breaking through to the late-stage of the Seventh Tier.

Fu Gui and Erya followed shortly after.

Only Ding Twenty-two, who had inherited the late-stage Seventh Tier foundation of Xuan Yuanzi, showed no dramatic breakthrough. Its foundation was the most massive, and while it remained at the late-stage of the Seventh Tier, its state grew increasingly refined, nearing the very edge of the Eighth Tier.

Wang Ba was highly satisfied by these visible transformations occurring in such a short window of time.

The consecutive breakthroughs of the Four Spirits not only brought him joy but also eased the mental burden he carried.

Consequently, the development of his Dao Domain began to accelerate.

Though he had only recently stepped into the early-stage of Tribulation Transcendence, his rapid grasp of the Rules allowed his Dao Domain to rival those who had spent centuries in this realm. It was becoming more harmonious and complete. Once his Dao Domain fully aligned with his Rule progression, a few more adjustments would see him ascend to the middle-stage of Tribulation Transcendence.

However, the refinement of the Silkworm Dragon Staff proved far more tedious than his other pursuits.

By the time he reached the halfway point of his journey, he had only managed to refine seven of the Innate Cloud Bans.

The process was even more grueling than his previous experience with the Treasure Basin of Immortal Essence.

“This Silkworm Dragon Staff is surely among the most exceptional pieces of the Six Candle Stick of Tongyou. I wonder what powers it will manifest once it is fully refined.”

Wang Ba mused, a sense of curiosity rising within him.

After years of ceaseless travel, the Flying Dao Treasure finally slowed to a halt before a realm that radiated a misty, purple glow.

“The Zi Ying Realm...”

Wang Ba exited the Dao Treasure and stood suspended in the void. As he stared at the realm enveloped in Chaos Origin Substance, he mentally reviewed everything the Yin Family records had noted about this place.