Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant
Chapter 1790: 17 Cultivation

Chapter 1790: Chapter 17 Cultivation

Inside the Little Cang World.

Taoist Field.

The thunder gradually subsided.

Wang Ba’s figure slowly emerged from the lightning, his green robe slightly damaged, arcs of electricity flickering on the body forged by the Thunderstorm Body.

“Finally stepped into Void Refining.”

“With your ability, you should have crossed the Void Refining Tribulation long ago.”

Jiang Yi said softly from the side.

Wang Ba shook his head slightly but did not explain.

His Yellow Dao Domain had indeed reached Class II long ago, but his Primordial Spirit, due to being too solid a foundation, hadn’t naturally grown fast enough to keep up with the progress of the Dao Domain. He had been at the Immortal Ascension stage all along.

Fortunately, he practiced multiple paths, and the essence, qi, and spirit of the Primordial Spirit were all enhanced through corresponding cultivation methods. Nourished in this way, plus the numerous treasures accumulated within the Sect, his Primordial Spirit improved much faster than ordinary Divinity Transformation cultivators.

The advantage of the Dharma Lineage finally began to show after reaching the Immortal Ascension stage.

These years, as he pondered the Wind Path within the Realm Sea, while refining his Primordial Spirit, it naturally bore fruit.

However, there was no need to elaborate on these matters, so Wang Ba merely smiled calmly and passed it by, then addressed seriously:

“Thank you, Senior Jiang, for looking after things here these days.”

Though there were free Divinity Transformation cultivators inside the Taoist Field, Jiang Yi’s insight was more reliable. Although nothing had happened outside the realm in recent years, one could not overlook his hard work.

Jiang Yi shook his head and said:

“Although I am not from the Little Cang World, we are all under the Wanxiang Sect, so there’s no need to mention this… However, I noticed earlier when you returned to the Taoist Field, you arranged personnel to set up numerous talismans on the Realm’s membrane. Did you sense something?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba didn’t conceal it and nodded:

“I have merged with the Wind domain here and can faintly sense some changes in the wind ahead. However, the distance is too far, and I can’t determine the situation, so I made these arrangements to be safe.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi couldn’t help furrowing his brows:

“If you’re not sure of the changes, why not just leave?”

But Wang Ba shook his head slightly:

“Can we leave?”

Jiang Yi was stunned, puzzled:

“What do you mean by that?”

Wang Ba glanced at the outside realm but said nothing, instead transmitting directly:

“Senior Jiang, do you remember that we saw that double-pupil person outside the realm right here?”

Jiang Yi paused, the image of that purple-robed figure flashed through his mind quickly, he nodded:

“That suspiciously Tribulation Crossing cultivator… what about him?”

Wang Ba then recounted his encounter with the purple-robed figure’s image in the Guantao Realm.

These words he didn’t want to speak out initially because he feared the ever-elusive purple-robed Taoist would find out.

But thinking two heads are better than one, speaking might open another way.

Upon hearing this, a flash of shock passed through Jiang Yi’s eyes, but she immediately realized the crux and, with an unchanged expression, quickly transmitted:

“So you’re saying, we were driven into the domain by that Innate Divine Demon, likely by this double-pupil great power’s handiwork? But why would he do that? Why does a Tribulation Crossing great power need to go through such trouble to force us in?”

Wang Ba stated his speculation calmly:

“Therefore, this person is likely not a Tribulation Crossing cultivator, or at least, when we saw him, he did not have the ability of a Tribulation Crossing cultivator… There’s a lot we’re not clear about, but it doesn’t matter, we only need to link the words left by White Cloud Loose Man in Guantao Realm with our current situation, and everything becomes clear.”

“He used the hand of that Innate Divine Demon to drive us into this Wind Disaster Area. The vortex we encountered earlier was probably a deliberately left passage for us. Hence, he wants us to come here to fulfill an unknown purpose, which must be a significant problem he couldn’t solve for a long time. The ‘All Saints’ of Guantao Realm left and never returned; if we go, it is likely the same outcome.”

Jiang Yi thoughtfully responded:

“So our lives are useful to him?”

Wang Ba nodded calmly, continuing to transmit:

“Consider this, the Double-Pupil Taoist can manipulate the Guantao Realm, so the surrounding domains of the Wind Disaster Area likely can’t escape either. Over these years, he probably searched every realm meeting his conditions, but it’s still not enough… Like us, wandering the Realm Sea with the Little Cang World, there shouldn’t be many; those passing through the Wind Disaster Area would be even rarer.”

“In this situation, if I were him, I certainly wouldn’t let the Little Cang World go. Once the Little Cang World reveals itself outside the Wind Disaster Area…”

Jiang Yi’s eyes lit up, blurting out:

“He’ll definitely push us back in!”

Wang Ba slightly nodded in approval:

“That’s right, we ran for so long but were still caught by that Innate Divine Demon. This is starkly different from our encounters with those World Eaters, whom we only discovered upon nearing. Yet this Innate Divine Demon can accurately locate us from afar. To say he wasn’t guided by that Double-Pupil Taoist, I do not believe.”

“Therefore, even though I want to avoid it, the reality is there’s no place to hide.”

Upon saying this, Wang Ba sighed slightly.

Though the Realm Sea is vast, after flying through the Wind Disaster Area for over thirty years, there’s still no end in sight, yet nowhere for them to take shelter.

Despite having anticipated today’s situation when deciding to wander with the Little Cang World, when this day truly came, even he couldn’t help but feel a trace of confusion in his heart.