Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2371: 192: Changes Within the Realm (2)
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Deep in his mind, a surge of happiness arose for Master Yao Wudi.
Yet, he had little opportunity to linger on the thought, for soon he detected an anomaly, prompting two jade disc shards to whirl forth beside his ears.
These fragments of the jade disc rotated gently, flooding his consciousness with a barrage of information.
Before long, Wang Ba's face took on a thoughtful look:
“Even though I've managed to advance successfully, does this represent merely the base tier in the Great Realm?”
“Could it now possibly produce Tribulation-Transcending Cultivators?”
A “Great Realm” denotes a territory that can support and foster entities at the Tribulation-Transcending Realm level.
Even among Great Realms, levels of superiority exist.
The more vibrant ones are able to harbor Mahayana Cultivators, like those in the Cloud Sky Realm or Silkworm Dragon Realm, for instance.
Little Cang World, formed through later-stage genesis, receives aid from the eight realm remnants to fill in its lacking laws, yet as the husk of a realm rather than a fully vital one, its potency falls short by a wide margin.
“Cultivators at the early Tribulation stage ought to be feasible…for the moment, that suffices.”
His aim centered on enabling Unification Perfection cultivators from the Sea of Chaos Realm to attempt entry into the Tribulation-Transcending Realm. Given the immense groundwork laid by the Sea of Chaos Realm, should Little Cang World genuinely support the rise of Tribulation-Transcending Cultivators, a substantial wave of them could appear in short order.
Still, for early Tribulation stage Cultivators to ascend to the middle stage demands more than a single night, granting him plenty of leeway to craft strategies and gather the subsequent resources needed for advancements within Little Cang World.
He wasted no time, pulling out all except five from the stock of Tribulation Crossing Divine Pills obtained from the Cloud Sky Realm and passing them to Ji Ying and the rest for distribution.
Such elixirs boost a cultivator's odds of reaching the Tribulation-Transcending Realm by no less than thirty percent, truly living up to their title as Divine Pills.
That said, Yao Wudi and his fellow Realm Spirits follow a distinct path to breakthrough from ordinary cultivators, rendering the Tribulation Crossing Divine Pill useless for them; their upper limits hinge solely on Little Cang World’s inherent might.
This constraint applies not just to Yao Wudi, but to Wang Ba's own Dharma as well.
“Yin God Power…”
Wang Ba mused briefly, paying no heed to the surrounding cultivators, he offered greetings to Chongyuan Patriarch and the others before soaring into the domain.
…
As Little Cang World achieved its breakthrough, profound transformations swept through the domain.
The Taoist Field, once squeezed tight against the realm membrane, now felt vast and open.
In like manner, the four principal continental masses inside the domain swelled outward at an evident rate!
The heavens stretched taller, while the ground stretched broader.
Refreshing rains poured down generously, with sun and moon ascending side by side.
Billows of spirit energy roared forth without restraint, racing toward every corner.
Mingled in that thick spirit energy lay traces that could nurture exotic beasts and heavenly flora…
The whole world brimmed with omens of fortune.
Across the four major continents, the majority of inhabitants remained dazed; solely the Witch People of the Northern Continent felt the shifts underfoot and displayed faces full of shock.
The ‘Yi’ and Yu Wuheng, back inside the domain, along with Wang Yi’an and his spouse emerging from the Senluo Hell nestled among the four continents…all shattered the void to witness the staggering shifts unfolding in the domain.
Unknown to them, during the prior sealing of the domain, certain external rules had slipped in and subtly reshaped the Northern Continent…
Concurrently, myriad stars blazed into view overhead, faintly outlining the forms of countless divinities.
Each bore a look of delight, for as Little Cang World’s domain advanced and its rules grew firmer, these rule incarnations saw their own strengths surge noticeably.
Flanked by a host of these divinities was Song Dongyang, adorned with a crown and clad in a robe etched with Divine Patterns, positioned at the starry expanse's edge like a true deity, exuding an air both lofty and majestic.
Yet in this instant, his demeanor turned one of reverence and elation as he stood before Wang Ba, offering a deep bow:
“Disciple Dongyang greets Teacher, wishes Teacher’s Holy Body peace.”
Wang Ba gave a faint nod, observing the shift in Song Dongyang’s aura and the vast reserves of incense power gathered from the many divinities, then lightly lifted him up with a warm smile:
“These years have been hard on you.”
“I dare not claim so, Teacher worked tirelessly for Little Cang World, yet I cannot share in your toil, indeed I am deeply troubled.”
Song Dongyang replied promptly.
Wang Ba let out a light laugh at those words; unlike his other disciples, perhaps due to a lifetime's forging in the mortal realm, this second disciple came across as seasoned in worldly ways, yet his heart stayed untainted, leaving no cause to fuss over such minor formalities.
With another small nod, he proceeded to absorb all of the incense power.
The centuries-long buildup of incense from billions of souls in Little Cang World vanished into his Primordial Spirit in an instant…
Sensing a mild satiety in his Primordial Spirit, Wang Ba let out an inner sigh.
Fueled by the vitality of an entire domain, even ages of gathering scarcely mended the gaps from his last breakthrough, proving that while the Dharma Lineage holds immense power, its demands for resources are staggeringly vast.
Admittedly, time could gradually wear it down, but he lacked the luxury to squander it so.
After offering some words of encouragement, he also provided pointers on Song Dongyang’s cultivation path; amid the deferential goodbyes from the throng of divinities and Song Dongyang himself, he trod upon lucky clouds and drifted leisurely over the Northern Continent far below.
In his thoughts, he leisurely sifted through Chong Hua's recollections.
The upheavals that had befallen the Witch People during the four to five hundred years of his absence were nothing short of monumental.
Class VI and Seventh Tier Witch People, once a scarce sight, now dotted the towns and hamlets across this vast land.
Some among them had received lifespan infusions from Wang Ba, enduring through sheer force of will.
Others within the Witch People had shattered successive barriers and extended their years by drawing on the refined True Martial Sutra, which Chong Hua had adapted from his personal cultivation insights.