Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1739: 1: Dispersing the Gathering (8,700, 2 updates combined into 1, thanks for understanding!)_5

Chapter 1739: Chapter 1: Dispersing the Gathering (8,700, 2 updates combined into 1, thanks for understanding!)_5

“You… Wang Ba!”

“It’s me.”

Wang Ba looked calmly at the person in front of him, ‘Guan Ao’, or rather, he should be called Ye Cangsheng.

It seemed there was no surprise regarding his appearance.

His gaze then fell on the Yellow Hand, revealing a hint of peculiarity.

Stained with a bluish-black aura, this mighty mana-consolidated Yellow Hand started to rapidly decay and crumble, as if afflicted by plague.

His heart secretly felt a bit shocked:

“What a domineering plague aura, even inanimate things can’t withstand it.”

Ye Cangsheng, however, calmed down instead, sneering:

“Do you want to kill me? I have merged with Guan Ao, if I don’t agree, you can only kill both me and Guan Ao!”

“But if you agree to let me go, I can guarantee Guan Ao won’t die!”

“Of course, if you don’t care about Guan Ao, then do as you please!”

He was certain Wang Ba wouldn’t kill him.

Because it’s not just him here, there are also many Wanxiang Sect cultivators coming from below.

If the other side really killed him, it would only cause discord within the sect.

Sure enough, Wang Ba only furrowed his brows slightly, then made a decision:

“Who said to kill you?”

“Vice Sect Master Wang!”

Chijian, who rushed forward hoping to see Ye Cangsheng punished, suddenly showed a change in expression, couldn’t help but shout.

Zhao Feng and others also came quickly, Ling Weizi put away the Tribulation Crossing Raft, looking gravely at the Realm Membrane entrance, where a pink rabbit was nervously peeking.

Ye Cangsheng swept across Chijian with a cold gaze.

If not for his descendant deceiving him, he wouldn’t have been exposed!

But at this moment, saying these is already futile.

Suppressing the killing intent in his heart, he looked at Wang Ba, sincerely said:

“Taoist Friend, I wholeheartedly pursue the Dao, have no resentment with your sect, even with Guan Ao, I haven’t been ruthless, just don’t want to become enemies with your sect, this heart is bright, heaven can see…”

“You still have the audacity to talk about brightness!”

Chijian raged uncontrollably, raised his sword to strike down.

But was gently stopped by Wang Ba.

Chijian looked at Wang Ba with astonishment.

Wang Ba’s expression was indifferent:

Th𝚒ʂ 𝘤h𝓪p𝖙ꬲr 𝖎ʂ p𝘰𝗌𝗍ꬲⅆ b𝐲 𝗞𝙞𝙩ℯ𝖓𝘰𝐯𝗲|

“Killing him like this would be too easy for him?”

Chijian and the surrounding cultivators were taken aback.

Ye Cangsheng’s heart also skipped a beat, faintly sensing something ominous.

Yet at the next moment.

Wang Ba looked at him, a hint of scarlet flashed in his eyes.

“You…”

Ye Cangsheng immediately sensed an attack from the soul, couldn’t help but sneer:

“I’ve cultivated the ‘Suta Venerable Skill’ for over ten thousand years, how can you be my match?”

He immediately flew out of Guan Ao’s body, battling fiercely with Wang Ba.

After a bout of fierce fighting, he finally slashed Wang Ba’s soul with a move, his spirit chicken moved, directly occupying Wang Ba’s body!

“Ascending! Everything is for ascending!”

Ye Cangsheng stood in midair, murmuring to himself.

And in the eyes of Chijian and others.

‘Guan Ao’, after Wang Ba finished speaking, suddenly stopped struggling.

Then a broken Primordial Spirit Shadow flew straight out of Guan Ao’s body.

While Wang Ba raised his hand to summon.

From the Taiyi Dojo, a Stone Lizard with eyes glowing red, entirely white, yet surrounded and backed with twisting black patterns flew out.

That black pattern exuded a mysterious and ominous aura.

Ye Cangsheng’s Primordial Spirit Shadow happily fell onto this Stone Lizard.

In just a blink, this Stone Lizard’s wild and red eyes became spirited.

Glancing around, as if ignoring everyone, quietly muttering:

“Ascending! Everything is for ascending!”

Frenzied and obsessed, completely unaware of his own state of disharmony.

This scene made all the cultivators around feel their skin crawl.

“Disperse… Oh right, in the deep sea, there are remnants of this battle left behind.”

Wang Ba nodded to everyone.

Chijian hesitated, glanced again at Ye Cangsheng, now turned Stone Lizard yet unaware.

A vague sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

Then he said no more, just nodded to Wang Ba, and flew straight down.

Zhao Feng, seeing Wang Ba appear, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately summoned everyone, arranging other matters.

Seeing everyone leave, Wang Ba then turned his head to look at the pink rabbit lying at the Realm Membrane hole.

Raised his hand and slapped the Yellow Hand, already turned into the plague aura, out of the Outer Realm.

The pink rabbit immediately retreated a step warily.

Wang Ba also took notice of the faint bluish-black aura swirling around the pink rabbit, thought to himself, but showed a smile:

“You’re looking for Fu, aren’t you?”

The pink rabbit looked at Wang Ba, its head shrank back directly.

Wang Ba was slightly stunned.

This was the first time he lost rapport with a Spirit Beast.

Waited for a while, but still did not see it run inside.

Wang Ba pondered, raised his hand at the Realm Membrane hole to solidify, left a small opening.

Then he sensed for a moment, suddenly furrowed his brows slightly.

A flash of figure.

When he reappeared, he was already upon a sea surface.

Only this sea region was entirely stained with blood, rippling with a blood-tinged aura.

Wang Ba’s gaze landed directly on a black-clad figure, sitting on the water, completely enveloped by the Blood Sea Dao Domain.

“Junior Brother.”

The black-clad figure was Shen Fu.

At this moment, he also looked toward Wang Ba, was not surprised by Wang Ba’s appearance, smiled softly:

“Senior Brother, finally waited for you.”

Sensing the continuously surging Blood Sea Dao Domain around Shen Fu, seemingly out of control, Wang Ba’s expression darkened slightly:

“You can’t control it?”

Shen Fu, though, lightly laughed and shook his head:

“It’s not important, only to meet with Senior Brother once more before leaving, I’m truly delighted.”

“Leaving? You, could it be…”

Wang Ba’s heart jolted.

Shen Fu smiled and nodded, with a relaxed tone:

“These years, I’ve grown a bit tired, so I want to start anew, I’ve heard Cloud Sky Realm is a good place, Senior Brother, I’ll wait for you there… only pity not seeing Bu Chan and Yi An this time, that rascal Yi An used to beat me quite hard.”

Wang Ba fell silent, initially wanting to share with him about his plan of wandering with the Little Cang World, but in this moment, ultimately couldn’t say it.

He knew, if he spoke, Junior Brother would certainly stay to help him.

But thinking of Junior Brother’s difficult journey through the primitive Demonic Sect these years, such words, he couldn’t utter no matter what.

“Senior Brother, can you drink with me once more?”

Shen Fu suddenly smiled and said aloud.

Wang Ba silently didn’t speak, just directly took out jars of Immortal Drunkenness from the Storage Treasure.

Accompanied by the night.

Stars filling the sky, cups exchanged.

Free and unrestrained, mind wandering beyond objects.

Just like years ago, by the South Lake of the old site of East Saint Sect, in the shabby and simple chicken farm, for one night.

As a splendid flash of thunder gradually dissipated.

Wang Ba lay alone on the sea surface, head resting on arms, gazing at the horizon gradually brightening with dawn.

Eyes blank, lost in thought.

“No banquet in the world is ever unending.”

“But if there is a tomorrow, we shall meet again.”

“Right, Junior Brother…”

Beside him.

The figure cloaked by blood had vanished, only a palm-sized Blood Qilin remained, timidly staying in place, cautiously watching this young man’s seemingly somewhat disheartened silhouette…