Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2397: 201: Visit (Part 3)

When Wang Ba caught those words, he offered no denial.

Arm in arm, the pair stepped into the Taoist Field.

The Yin Family Ancestor and the rest had been waiting right at the gate, and as soon as they spotted Wang Ba, genuine grins of delight and thrill spread across their faces.

That day, Wang Ba had soared in on his sword, shattering the deceptive mask of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace’s phony Palace Master, etching a profound mark in their minds.

Not to mention how he single-handedly crushed hordes of fellow-level Cultivators with ease, his might unrivaled.

His skill in magical battles rivaled that of mid-stage Crossing Tribulation Cultivators, so it was only natural that all held him in high regard.

Meanwhile, Yin Fu had set up a lavish feast in the loveliest area of the Taoist Field.

Yin Tianzhi wasted no time in drawing Wang Ba to the head table to sit side by side.

The other Crossing Tribulation Ancestors joined them there.

Spirit wine, fresh fruits, sweets, music, and performances flowed without end.

As the drinks brought waves of merriment, Yin Tianzhi burst out:

“I envy Taoist Friend Taiyi, roaming the four seas, unrestrained, unlike us, named Rogue Cultivators, yet ultimately bound by worldly affairs.”

Wang Ba listened and replied steadily, setting his wine cup aside with a subtle grin:

“The Yin Family possesses a special territory, Taoist Brother, what worries plague you?”

At those words, Yin Tianzhi spilled his grievances:

“You may also be aware, last time during the Cloud Sky Realm battle, the Supreme True Buddha greatly defeated Cloud Sky Realm, but ultimately led the Eastern Luli Buddha Realm to join in, resulting in a futile return. Although the Supreme True Buddha lost, he wasn’t materially harmed, but the Cloud Sky Realm is now half-ruined…Zhang’s Ruins are ultimately too close to the Supreme True Buddha, and we are all afraid of being targeted by his people.”

“Now, within the ruins, each family is forming alliances, vying openly and secretly, just to decide the final winner. My Yin Family has no ambition, but being among them, we don’t know how to position ourselves.”

Wang Ba arched his brows a touch:

“Why not relocate from here?”

Yin Tianzhi managed a wry smile:

“Though imperfect in many ways, people are reluctant to leave established homelands…”

Wang Ba let out a light chuckle:

“Then there’s no choice. How can the world have a perfect method? If you’re unwilling to leave, naturally, you’ll face your troubles.”

Noticing this, Yin Tianzhi sensed that Wang Ba had probably grasped his intentions. He shook his head and dropped the pretense, rising from his seat to offer a profound salute to Wang Ba:

“My Yin Family is stuck in the mire, hard to extricate ourselves. I have a presumptuous request, hoping Taoist Friend Taiyi can lend my Yin Family a helping hand to ensure safety.”

The Ancestor and the others at the feast were shocked to witness Yin Tianzhi displaying such deference.

But Wang Ba didn’t dodge the matter, instead asking with a laugh:

“Why does Taoist Brother think I can help the Yin Family with this trouble?”

With the request laid bare, Yin Tianzhi answered straightforwardly:

“Taoist Friend appeared fleetingly in brilliance, in magical combat, I fear you already match me. Together we’d be like two middle-stage Crossing Tribulation Cultivators overseeing things, generally, no force would dare to disturb us. With such deterrence, it’s enough, other matters would be handled by the Yin Family.”

Wang Ba gained a sudden insight from this.

He promptly shook his head several times.

Yin Tianzhi’s spirits dropped, a hint of letdown in his voice:

“If Taoist Friend is unwilling, I understand, but can you tell me why…”

Wang Ba burst into laughter, clarifying:

“No, my meaning is that Taoist Brother’s approach isn’t much.”

Yin Tianzhi froze for a second, not quite catching on:

“What solution does Taoist Friend have?”

“Simple.”

Wang Ba casually raised a finger, pointing softly toward the edge of the Taoist Field.

Right away, countless rays of light burst forth from his fingertip, speeding off into the distance…

“This, this is…”

Yin Tianzhi and the Ancestors stared in confusion.

Wang Ba gave a casual smile, easing his hand back before lifting his wine cup and draining it dry.

Watching him, Yin Tianzhi tentatively took his own cup and, following suit, swallowed it all at once.

He gazed blankly at the swaying dancers in front of him, the enchanting tunes filling his ears, though right then they seemed intrusive and harsh.

Wang Ba stayed silent, merely exchanging toasts and casual talk with him.

Until one ray of light abruptly darted into the Taoist Field, settling into Yin Tianzhi’s grasp.

Yin Tianzhi’s pulse quickened; he flashed an apologetic smile at Wang Ba and swiftly unsealed the note.

Scanning its message, he froze, then automatically glanced up at Wang Ba:

“Three days later, you’re visiting Spirit Origin Prefecture to call on Fan Fenglei?”

“Is this your plan, Taoist Friend?”

Wang Ba gave a nod:

“As long as we defeat them, it should solve Taoist Brother’s troubles, right?”

Sensing the steady assurance in Wang Ba’s voice, Yin Tianzhi felt both awe and a touch of exasperation, as he clarified:

“Taoist Friend may not know, this isn’t just a Spirit Origin Prefecture issue, there are other…”

Before he could complete his thought.

Yet another ray of light cut in, halting Yin Tianzhi mid-sentence.

He could only offer Wang Ba another sheepish grin and quickly examined it.

But one look left him dumbfounded.

He raised his eyes to Wang Ba in astonishment:

“You, you also plan to visit the Illusion Sky Realm? Also three days later?”

Wang Ba let out a vague chuckle.

Just moments passed.

Seven or eight more rays of light arrived in quick succession!

As these lights appeared, a subtle mix of doubt and stirring emotion welled up in Yin Tianzhi’s chest.

He reflexively counted them:

“One, two…eight, nine!”

Nine Families!

And across all of Zhang’s Ruins, excluding the fallen Ten Thousand Demon Palace, that included the Yin Family—only ten in total!

“So, that means…”

He turned to Wang Ba, his gaze brimming with disbelief:

“You, you contacted all nine families at once!?”

“Do the smaller forces within Zhang’s Ruins also need to be won over?”

Wang Ba’s eyebrow lifted faintly, caught off guard.

“No, what I mean is…”

The typically calm and reliable Yin Tianzhi found himself oddly at a loss for words then, fumbling for the right phrase before finally voicing:

“Taoist Friend may have made great progress over the years, one-to-one they might not be your match, but they won’t sit idly by. Also, if your strength is exposed, various forces fearing our alliance, if they come together, then…”

“Come together?”

Wang Ba’s face turned grave, adding a shade of gravity:

“That’s something we mustn’t miscalculate.”

Yin Tianzhi gaped at Wang Ba, temporarily speechless.

This Taoist Friend Taiyi, why did he come across so changed from earlier?