Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2383 196: Wisdom None_3

Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...

Qiao Zhongxu informed the visiting monk Wisdom None of Little Cang World's emergence as a dominant force in the Sea of Chaos Realm, having absorbed most Outer World cultivators and allied with the Holy Desecration Realm, amassing numerous Perfect Practitioners. Intrigued by the potential for recruitment amid escalating external battles, the monk departed the Jade Pot Realm and, after a year of travel, arrived at Little Cang World, marveling at its vitality and abundance of Unification cultivators. Positioning himself outside the Guard Cities, he called out to the Realm Master with promises of great opportunity, only to encounter the purple-armored youth Qian Baimao, who warned him sternly, though the monk proposed a bold wager for discipleship.

During their talk, he stopped hiding his presence entirely.

The very moment his aura burst forth.

Cultivators from the Inner World at last became aware.

In an instant, multiple silhouettes shot out from the domain, hurrying to stand in front of the youth in purple armor right before the monk could depart.

Doubt and wariness marked their faces without exception.

The one in front was imposing, his features harsh, a powerful sword intent radiating from his form, his tone grave as well. As he touched down, he fixed his gaze on the monk and declared with gravity:

"I am Zhao Feng, the modest lord of the Little Cang World."

"Lord... are you perhaps the Tribulation Crossing Power who disappeared from the Chaotic Sea ages ago?!"

The monk's eyes passed over these people and confirmed they were all at the peak of their practice. He gave a faint nod, ran his hand over his beard, and grinned:

"Layman Zhao possesses sharp insight."

From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the purple-armored youth nearby, who despite striving to stay composed, revealed profound astonishment through 'Telepathy', filling the monk's heart with deep contentment.

This outcome was exactly what he had aimed for.

"Indeed, a Tribulation Crossing Power!"

Once the monk confirmed it, Zhao Feng and the other arriving cultivators displayed utter astonishment, though to the monk, such reactions were utterly expected.

After all, across the vast Sea of Chaos Realm, no Rob Cultivator had emerged in endless ages. So, with merely a glimpse of his prowess, even the mightiest figures felt the impact.

A wave of assurance swelled within him.

Something seemed to strike Zhao Feng; he glanced around quickly and murmured urgently to his companions:

"Clear out the bystanders at once!"

A subtle smile then softened his rigid expression as he turned to the monk and offered:

"Forgive our earlier rudeness; kindly step into the domain for a chat, senior."

The monk responded with a serene smile, and under Qian Baimao's gaze of shock and mixed emotions, he willingly stepped into the Little Cang World...

At the same time.

Inside the Circle.

In the Taoist Field.

"Just a single Arhat arrived?"

"The Supreme True Buddha appears to trust his techniques immensely."

Wang Ba held his hands behind his back before a water mirror, flanked by Taoist Man and Chongyuan Patriarch.

As he observed the monk's image in the mirror, his face remained steady. He pivoted his head a bit and inquired quietly:

"Monks like these often excel in 'Telepathy'; have countermeasures been set?"

Taoist Man at his side let out a light laugh:

"No need for concern, master—simple Telepathy is nothing; I've got a thousand tricks to veil that mystic art!"

Chongyuan Patriarch nodded too and added:

"Everything's ready; moreover, the ruins have all been handled personally by me, ensuring no detection whatsoever."

"Now, the forces positioned near Little Cang World are sorted as well. Should capture occur for real, any corrupted sections can be shed as needed to reclaim full awareness anytime. Naturally, whether Buddhism's doctrines impact every layer of mind remains unknown, so we'll adapt based on events—this calls for close consultation with Fellow Daoist Man."

Wang Ba gave a small nod, placing firm faith in Taoist Man's vast heritage.

Given his ally's command over endless legacies, cracking Buddhism's six core doctrines might prove tough without prior knowledge, yet countering the enigmatic golden penny's sway on cultivators' natures ahead of time posed no real challenge.

His eyes gleamed faintly as he stared at the monk in the water mirror:

"Wisdom None... may you prove worthy of that title, or else..."

He possessed countless means to ensure this Arhat met his doom right there.

But such action wasn't required.

Should Wisdom None perish, escaping the Chaotic Sea would turn troublesome for him.

It would draw even bigger perils too.

For the moment, he preferred avoiding a head-on clash with the Supreme True Buddha.

"With Wisdom None now ensnared..."

"The next step is gearing up to exit the Chaotic Sea."

A mere thought sent the Silkworm Dragon Staff gliding forth unseen, settling into his grasp.

He stroked the Silkworm Dragon Staff tenderly, while behind him, a host of divine beasts loomed in quiet vigil...