Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2351: 185: Return Once More_2

Previously on Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant...
Amid the void outside the Cloud Sky Realm, hidden cultivators from Zhang’s Ruins reel from shocking news: the realm's grand scheme against the Supreme True Buddha has collapsed, with the Xiahou Demon slain, True Man Gai and the Master of Quiet Cave fleeing in defeat, and Heavenly Monarch Chao fallen. Overwhelmed by despair, they debate desperate measures—uniting their forces, relocating to uninhabited territories, or venturing to the perilous Jicang Abyss—but internal divisions and the scarcity of Chaos Origin Substance render all paths futile. In helpless agreement, the group resolves to withdraw to Zhang’s Ruins for long-term deliberations, as the Ancestor of the Yin Family, Yin Tianzhi, gazes toward the clashing white and black Domains shrouded in mist.

Capítulo 2351: Chapter 185: Return Once More_2

That spot serves as the fierce clash between the Cloud Sky Realm and the Supreme True Buddha.

The golden radiance shines ever brighter, as the white domain dims further and further…

“What a shame.”

Yin Tianzhi let out a quiet sigh.

Even with such an advantageous position, the Cloud Sky Realm still falls short against the Supreme True Buddha. It's not truly the clash's doing; one must admit that the Supreme True Buddha's roots delve far too profoundly, immensely so…

Right as he prepared to depart, he halted abruptly.

Instinctively, he glanced back toward the Cloud Sky Realm.

Near the white domain, that dark area surprisingly started to glow faintly with golden light right then, and soon this golden light spread out without a sound, resembling a blooming golden lotus…

Directly confronting the statue next to the Cloud Sky Realm from a distance!

“Could that be… the Eastern Glazed Buddha Realm?!”

Yin Tianzhi gazed in shock at the sight, his eyes capturing the vision of the golden lotus steadily wrapping around the Cloud Sky Realm…

The Sea of Chaos Realm.

Demon Capturing Path.

Heavy chains stabbed through the nearby void, suspending a massive city amid this endless gloom.

The city extended across ten thousand miles.

Below it, heaps of white bones brimmed with Demonic Qi, resting silently in the void.

Next to the ancient city, a vortex from the Realm Sea, which was starting to seal up, turned slowly…

Hovering over the Realm Sea vortex, two figures chatted in hushed tones.

These two, one clad in white armor, the other in purple armor. The white-armored one looked grotesque and stumpy, whereas the purple-armored cultivator seemed young. Their heights matched closely.

The purple-armored young man stood at ease, his attitude casual, chuckling:

“…I got really fortunate this round, getting stuck with this simple assignment. When this watch ends, I'll trade in all the merits I've built up over time for some pills, head back to the ‘Purple Camp’ or hole up in the Domain for a bit. I ought to stand a chance at advancing to the mid-stage of Unification.”

The grotesque white-armored cultivator replied with a touch of jealousy:

“Senior Qian comes from inside the Domain and belongs to the Purple Camp—something to truly admire, not like us Void Refining folks who're stuck in the White Camp. Usually, for advice, we depend on folks from the Purple Camp to instruct. I’ve heard that ‘Limp Half-Immortal’ offers guidance in the Purple Camp. Have you seen it, Senior Qian?”

“Limp Half-Immortal?”

The purple-armored young man gave a wry laugh:

“You’ve got some nerve calling him that. Even though his realm has dropped, he almost reached Cultivation Ascension to The Heavens as a Mahayana Cultivator…”

The grotesque white-armored cultivator faltered, offering an apology:

“Pardon my loose tongue; it’s just a phrase that’s tossed around, came out without thinking.”

The purple-armored young man shook his head a little:

“No harm done. His level is so elevated, whatever chatter flies around is mere gnat noise to him. He likely doesn’t care, and anyway, he sometimes refers to himself that way.”

“As for if I’ve caught sight of him… sure, I have.”

Not just glimpsed, but glimpsed often. No point in bragging, though, so the purple-armored young man smiled and motivated:

“You’re close to Unification yourself. Once this watch wraps up, collect more merits, push hard to reach Unification, and come join us in the Purple Camp for practice. The items you can swap merits for in the Purple Camp don’t favor Domain over Outer World; all get fair treatment. Plus, you can use merits to get pointers from top Cultivators, including even the Vajra Realm Master or that Limp Half-Immortal you brought up—they’re chances to absorb their wisdom.”

The white-armored cultivator bobbed his head in eager accord.

After the purple-armored young man wrapped up his words, he hesitated, then cautioned:

“Stay sharp, though. The Purple Camp’s numbers are swelling fast, up to two or three thousand already. Latecomers, even with steady inflows, find the prime stuff running thinner and thinner… Right now, plenty of Seventh Tier Dao Domain Perfection Great Cultivators are around, and word is Taoist Master Chonghua might set up the ‘Golden Camp’ soon.”

“Golden Camp?”

The white-armored cultivator exclaimed in surprise:

“The Purple Camp’s for Unification cultivators—is the Golden Camp meant for the Wonderful Feeling Realm level?”

The purple-armored young man shook his head faintly:

“That, I can’t say. Best to enter the Purple Camp quick; delay too long, and the bounties won’t flow as freely.”

The grotesque white-armored cultivator nodded, grasping it somewhat.

Seeing this, the purple-armored young man held back more details.

His standing in the Little Cang World set him apart, so he knew plenty. The Little Cang World drew in Cultivators from diverse Outer Worlds, organizing them into Purple, White, and Green Camps for Unification, Void Refining, and Immortal Ascension stages. For more than two centuries, peace had reigned, with guidance fostering major advances across all three camps. This brought gains and headaches alike.

The gain lay in the three camps growing ever more tied to the Little Cang World, swiftly binding scattered groups into one solid power. The headache, though, was the surging population devouring resources at a staggering rate.

Even with nonstop collection of Chaos Origin Substance from all sides, refining it via the Little Cang World into countless treasures, it fell short against the horde of Cultivators. Merit jobs dwindled, swaps for treasures slowed, all signs of the strain.

Such matters proved tough to air openly, so he stuck to basic nudges, born of the bond from sharing this Realm Sea vortex watch.

With that in mind, he added another warning:

“This Realm Sea vortex will seal soon. Per the estimates from Taoist Master and the rest, it won’t reopen for four or five thousand years. Though this watch is straightforward, keep vigilant. After all, who can predict if surprises might strike, just in case…”