Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1121: Chapter 74: Second Encounter_2 Chapter 1121: Chapter 74: Second Encounter_2 Wang Xu wanted to speak but stopped himself, yet seeing that Wang Ba had already closed his eyes, a trace of gloom flashed across his face, but it immediately turned into a resolute expression.

He had already anticipated such a situation.

He could have hidden the truth.

But he still didn’t want to deceive the only person in the world he could still trust.

He said no more and knelt once again.

And knocked his head on the ground three more times.

Then he turned to leave.

Just as he was about to go,
He suddenly heard a voice from behind him:
“Stop!”
Wang Xu paused slightly and turned back around.

He saw Wang Ba with a face as still as water, walking straight up to him, lifting his palm.

A tinge of sorrow flashed through Wang Xu’s eyes.

But it quickly turned calm,

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“The disciple’s life was saved by the teacher, if the teacher wishes to take it back, the disciple is still thankful.”
He completely let down all his defenses.

However, Wang Ba remained silent to his words.

Suddenly, he placed his hand on Wang Xu’s arm.

Wang Xu quickly showed a puzzled expression.

The expected lethal strike did not come.

Instead, he felt the other party retracting his hand.

“Teacher?”
Wang Ba had already withdrawn his hand into his sleeve.

He took a step back.

Looking at Wang Xu, his eyes flashed with complexity, then he said in a deep voice:
“Come back to Jin with me.”
“The things you’ve done against Fenglin Continent with the Three Continents’ Cultivators, I can take full responsibility for.”
Wang Xu was slightly stunned, warmth and movement glittered in his eyes, but ultimately he shook his head firmly:
“I’m sorry, teacher, the disciple still has unfinished matters to attend to.”
“Once the disciple fulfills his heart’s desire, he will definitely return to the teacher’s side to listen to your teachings.”
“Foolish!”
Wang Ba couldn’t help but scold angrily.

But Wang Xu had made up his mind, looking apologetically at him.

Wang Ba took a deep breath and asked again:
“Are you really not coming back with me?”
Wang Xu lowered his head and did not speak.

But his reaction had already conveyed his intent.

“Fine!

Fine!

Then go!”
“From now on, don’t come looking for me either!”
Wang Ba exclaimed furiously, flinging his sleeves.

A trace of sadness arose in Wang Xu’s eyes.

In the end, he turned and flew away from the iron ship.

From behind him, the voice of Wang Ba came trailing, tinged with a hint of killing intent:
“Your life spans another seven hundred years…

I originated from the Myriad Phenomena Sect, if I learn that you, a True Martial Cultivator, dare to harm even a single disciple of the Myriad Phenomena Sect, no matter if we’re thousands of miles apart, I will reclaim your life!”
Wang Xu’s heart shook, and while he was both happy and sad, his emotions complicated, he still turned around and raised a finger to the sky.

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He declared solemnly:
“In the days to come, wherever the Myriad Phenomena Sect resides, Wang Xu will avoid it by tens of thousands of miles!”
“If I harm even a single Myriad Phenomena Sect disciple, my life shall pay for it!”
As soon as the words fell,
A bolt of thunder suddenly flashed across the sky, as if bearing witness.

After that, he hesitated no longer and soared toward the west.

Watching Wang Xu’s retreating figure,
Anger on Wang Ba’s face gradually faded, leaving only a deep sigh.

“Allowing him to leave, I don’t know if it’s good or bad…”
Having briefly understood the Dao of True Martial, a sense of fear arose in his heart.

Not fear of the present moment,
But fear of the future that the Dao of True Martial might create.

This was not a Dao Law that could prolong life and ensure longevity.

Even because it was established in such a short time, it lacked many accompanying offensive Arts, making it seem somewhat rudimentary.

But True Martial Cultivators are not like cultivators, who need a Spiritual Root to engage in cultivation.

Mortals can do it.

Compared to those with Spiritual Roots, the number of mortals is simply vast and overwhelming.

With such a low threshold, the resources they need are also pitifully less compared to cultivators.

Ordinary food, thin Spiritual Energy…

all these can be utilised by them, and since they don’t waste it on extending lifespan, the resources are almost utilised to the fullest.

What a regular cultivator consumes, is enough to support ten times or even dozens of times the number of True Martial Cultivators.

Even without the complex array of techniques a cultivator has, sheer numbers alone can overwhelm a cultivator of the same rank or even those slightly higher.

This poses a direct threat to the foundation of the cultivators at the middle and lower tiers.

After all, given just a few decades of cultivation, a mortal can easily overturn a cultivator who has been cultivating for hundreds or even hundreds of years.

With great martial power at their disposal, they will inevitably become envious of the cultivator’s long life…

Given time, will there still be room for cultivators to exist?

And once the foundational underlayer of cultivators is shaken and no fresh blood is added, the middle and upper layers will eventually reach the day of their natural demise.

Unless now, all high-level cultivators act swiftly and decisively to completely obliterate the True Martial Path in its cradle.

Otherwise, the Dao of True Martial will surely erupt in a decisive battle for survival with today’s cultivators.

Indistinctly, he seemed to already see the end of the cultivators’ era.

To be replaced by the age of the True Martial Cultivators.

Such matters cannot be contemplated in detail, but even a cursory consideration made him break out in cold sweat.

There was even an urge at this moment to catch up with Wang Xu, to strike him down, to eradicate the Dao of True Martial ahead of time.

After all, at the end of the day…

he too was a member of the cultivators.

Yet as a wave rolled by, Wang Xu’s figure also disappeared from his sight.

Ultimately, Wang Ba relaxed the Mother Qi of Dharmas he had gathered in his palm.

He sighed softly.

“Perhaps…

it’s not as bad as I imagined.”
The most critical issue is that the time left for True Martial Cultivators to develop is not much.

The great flood may soon submerge the world.

By then, the Myriad Phenomena Sect might have already ascended to the high skies of this world.