Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2366 - 190: 9th-Tier Dao Domain (2)

Pa!

Through the empty void, the willow branch's end split open, shockingly carving a sharp, evident crack!

Wang Ba's eyes narrowed a touch, filled with mild astonishment:

"You've advanced considerably... Class VI late-stage?"

At its strongest now, the Little Cang World could host even Unification Cultivators.

Wang Liu's single whip lash carried force nearing that of a Unification Cultivator's strike. Though it fell short of Wang Ba's might from back then, Wang Liu stood out as someone who could battle foes beyond his level.

Upon catching Wang Ba's approval, Wang Liu rubbed his head sheepishly and grinned:

"It's decent, maybe because of the Immortal Blood and Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid. Lately, my cultivation has picked up speed way beyond what it used to be..."

Wang Ba gave a small nod, aware that the Immortal Blood and 'Immortal Marrow Jade Liquid' from the Sea Market brought a massive shift, much like a full Bone Replacement for any creature.

Similar to Zhao Feng and the rest, they gained from Immortal Blood, boosting their talents and insights hugely. The special setup in the Sea of Chaos Realm sped up Dao Domain growth for cultivators and eased the Triple Layer of Suffering, toughening the Primordial Spirit, so top talents could hit almost Unification peak swiftly.

Sure, it felt like taking a shortcut, yet it highlighted how powerfully Immortal Blood, that divine treasure, uplifted cultivators.

In contrast, Wang Liu, being a Spirit Plant, saw his gains come at a steadier, slower rate.

Wang Ba might have claimed it for his own use too, but its shady roots made him wary, so he skipped applying it personally. Rather, he blended 'immortal power' from those items to trigger an immortal's Dao Treasure.

Luckily, after tackling the early hurdles of the Dharma Lineage, he merged powers from diverse paths and solidified his core cultivation base, crafting his own distinct approach. Without Immortal Blood, it barely impacted him.

"Your level has risen, yet the whip skill I passed on shows scant improvement."

Noticing Wang Liu's proud look, Wang Ba grinned and pointed it out.

"Should this whip art hit Dacheng, you could grasp rules prior to Crossing Tribulation... Mastering rules before that trial would put you beyond most Crossing Tribulation Cultivators. After succeeding in Crossing Tribulation, your spell fights would dominate, truly worthy of the Immortal Blood and Nine-Colored Divine Soil's gifts!"

Next, he carefully passed on his latest years' understandings.

Spirit Plant cultivation stays uncommon, and both Immortal Blood plus Nine-Colored Divine Soil count as ultra-rare boons across the whole Realm Sea.

With Wang Liu holding onto both, he turned utterly exceptional, fueling Wang Ba's high hopes for him.

Half a day passed.

Spotting Wang Liu deep in focus on the whip art, totally immersed, Bu Chan softly tugged Wang Ba from the Pearl Dungeon, wary of interrupting. Outside the dungeon, Bu Chan furrowed her brow and remarked:

"As their master, you're showing clear favoritism. Qingyang and Dongyang are your disciples too, but you just guided Wang Liu and skipped them?"

Wang Ba paused briefly but stayed calm, offering a helpless clarification:

"Qingyang follows the Cultivation method to control Hundred Arts with the Soul; every technique appears within it. Whatever I could share, I already did. Her road lies clear ahead; even without Void Refining yet, her prospects stretch endlessly, no need for my concern."

"Dongyang ties deeply to the Little Cang World. As the Little Cang World strengthens, he grows too. When it thrives, his progress surges forward, leaving me without more to offer."

"Good that you see it; I only fear favoritism might breed resentment in your students."

Bu Chan let out a faint breath of ease.

"That won't happen."

While chatting, Wang Ba sensed a sudden insight and acted without delay. He summoned Cang Fuzi right away and gave him the eight Realm Remains from the Cloud Sky Realm:

"Organize these; they might push you to the next step."

Cang Fuzi's form trembled, his expression shifting wildly, betraying the storm inside him.

He said little more and whisked away the eight Realm Remains in a flash.

Though curious, Bu Chan held back from probing.

During those times Wang Ba wandered far, folks only witnessed his rapid rises and bold feats. The Bodhisattva Arhats shown at Pure Yang Palace looked invincible and fearsome. Just a close companion could grasp the perils Wang Ba endured and the crushing loads he bore alone.

Pride swelled, mixed with pain in her heart.

Still, she rarely pushed advice or questioned his choices. With Wang Ba set on a path, extra doubts would only burden him more, so she backed him fully, keeping their time together light and free.

Their cultivation divide widened steadily, pushing her to aid him this quietly.

Yet when Wang Ba revealed the Nine-Colored Divine Soil, she dimly sensed this short break was ending...

As Cang Fuzi departed, Wang Ba let out a quiet sigh, then faced Bu Chan with regret and uncertainty in his look.

But prior to his words, Bu Chan smiled wryly, her voice gentle:

"The Hundred Arts Academy wants me to tend Spirit Plants; I fear I can't stay by your side."

Wang Ba blinked in surprise, then caught on fast, his eyes warming.

In a blink, Bu Chan shifted back to her sharp style from the Spirit Plant Department. With a flick of her Cloud Sleeve, she showed no hesitation, soaring off into the horizon.

Even after her shape faded entirely, Wang Ba lingered solo, arms clasped behind, atop Wanfa Peak, gripped by emptiness.

After so many shared years, how could he miss Bu Chan's caring nature? But now, outside forces barred him from easy days much longer.

No alternatives remained.

"Supreme True Buddha..."

His stare wavered, a chill glinting through.

The pressing worry that had eased off surged back fiercely.

Skipping the Taoist Field, he soared from the Little Cang World by himself.

He skimmed over Guard City beyond, gliding soundlessly over throngs of cultivators, halting near Fanming...

He shot straight into the boundless void.

Until he touched down in a hushed, drifting rubble field.

Drifting down lightly.

Next, he set up a Formation and entered it promptly, settling cross-legged.

Back in the Sea of Chaos Realm, plenty of tasks awaited him still.

Like mending the seized Bodhisattva Arhats' true selves, raising Spirit Beasts against the wild hordes, or drawing Dharma from the Supreme True Buddha for joint practice, and more.

But after weighing options, beyond tricking the Supreme True Buddha and linking with Jian Buchan, he chose just one priority.

Cultivation!

Just one more breakthrough would grant him the edge against the looming threat.

Here in this Realm Sea, all else fades as illusion; raw power alone shapes destiny.

He neared Crossing Tribulation's middle-stage closely, requiring only time to turn his base into true might.

His lids shut.

From his Primordial Spirit, the Yellow Dao Domain unfurled gradually.

Endless rules rose up from it.

Resembling a mighty tree with a sturdy core, branches sprawling wide.

The Dao Domain spread along those limbs, thickening steadily...

Inside his Primordial Spirit, the condensed Black Immortal Pill spun faster without a sound.

Moments slipped away quietly.

One year, two years... ten years... a hundred years...

Now and then, a cultivator with a Heavenly Observation Mirror Magic Tool zipped by, blind to his presence.

The expected Supreme True Buddha followers kept postponing their coming.

Amid the tense suspense gripping Sea of Chaos Realm's cultivators.

Over another hundred-odd years flew by.

Amid the barren wastes.

Wang Ba remained seated, face upturned, his Primordial Spirit hovering like a colossal black hole, turning slowly.

The black hole resembled rich earth, from which the Yellow Dao Domain sprouted, gradually wrapping the rules...

Until this day, the Dao Domain at last fully claimed every rule.

Boom!

It felt like a switch flipped.

In utter quiet, thunder roared!

The Yellow Dao Domain bloomed out fully like a tree, its "leaves" quivering, as if reaching full bloom.

"Ninth-Tier Dao Domain!"

Right after, the immense, endless Yellow Dao Domain contracted sharply, plunging into the giant black hole.

As the Yellow Dao Domain got swallowed, the enormous black hole quaked faintly, its spin surging suddenly!

Within the black hole, countless noises resounded, gently compressing into Wang Ba's form beneath.

The instant it compressed, Wang Ba's eyes snapped open.

His gaze held galaxies, stars streaming endlessly!

No grief, no delight.

Crossing Tribulation's middle-stage, at last, claimed with ease!