Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2402 - 203: Salty Submission (Part 2)

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The Black Water surged and collapsed, scattering misty Chaos Origin Substance to reveal dazed onlookers fixated on the serene figure of Wang Ba standing atop its waves. Fan Fenglei, pale and disheveled before the Spirit Origin Prefecture's cultivators, murmured in disbelief at the effortless dismantling of his Dao Domain and two utmost swords, his heart gripped by powerless desolation. Wang Ba, hands behind his back, calmly announced a third sword awaited, stirring shock and wary speculation among figures like Yin Tianzhi and Cheng Lianzi about the True Man Taiyi's transcendent might. Yet Fan Fenglei, after briefly converging the Black Water into sword-light, sighed and let it scatter, conceding with lonely resolve that grievances with Taoist Friend Taiyi were henceforth written off, leaving the assembly in silent dread of the Yin Family's unchallenged dominance.

"The past is settled... So why have you come this time, Friend Yu?"

Standing before the Spirit Origin Prefecture cultivators, Fan Fenglei lifted his chin a little and stared straight at Wang Ba, questioning him quietly.

He could already detect the frustration among the Spirit Origin Prefecture cultivators trailing him, yet his heart filled only with a sense of powerlessness.

Wang Ba gave a faint smile, aware of the cautious and antagonistic looks being thrown stealthily from the nearby emptiness, but his face stayed calm, as though he was completely oblivious, and he chuckled softly before replying:

"Nothing much, just to discuss matters regarding the Supreme True Buddha."

"The Supreme True Buddha?"

Fan Fenglei was obviously surprised by this response; his brows knit together lightly, confusion evident as he remarked:

"What’s there to discuss about that?"

Yin Tianzhi cut in:

"The Supreme True Buddha didn’t manage to seize Cloud Sky Realm last time, likely he will target Zhang’s Ruins..."

Fan Fenglei shot a look at Yin Tianzhi and let out a cold huff:

"So what? Just because we discuss it, we can resolve the issue?"

His eyes moved a touch, settling on Wang Ba, his attitude softening somewhat, and he declared gravely:

"Taoist Friend Taiyi, I know your time at Zhang’s Ruins has not been long, perhaps you are not aware of the situation within..."

His side glance scanned the far-off area, lingering for a moment, before he murmured:

"Within the ruins, each faction has its own agenda, unless the Supreme True Buddha immediately presses in, it’s impossible for us to unite."

"I don’t know what great favor the Yin Family has done for you to make you willing to step into this mire, but you must know that the tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled, the ten factions, today because of you, the Yin Family stands out, yet it only becomes a thorn in others’ eyes... For the Yin Family and for you, it is not a good thing."

"I have said enough, friend, you may consider it yourself."

Upon hearing Fan Fenglei’s statements, Cheng Lianzi, who had observed the exchange from a distance, found his face turning grim involuntarily.

The Golden Water Pond master, Yutang Prefecture’s Mansion Master, and the rest all issued cold snorts.

"Old Fan really talks too much!"

"He surely knows how to curry favor, seeing he can’t win a fight, he tries to rope people in."

Their looks crossed paths among themselves, turning icier by the second, eager to strike.

Yin Tianzhi vaguely picked up on a hint of peril too, and he sent a quick message:

"Taoist Friend Taiyi, the situation is not quite right, be careful!"

"Don’t worry."

Wang Ba reassured him while displaying a mildly odd look.

Instead of helping, Fan Fenglei’s surprising show of kindness threw off Wang Ba’s original scheme.

Sensing the nuanced feelings in the gazes of the cultivators around Zhang’s Ruins.

Wang Ba’s thoughts shifted briefly, and he let out a soft laugh before speaking:

"Lord Fan’s words make sense, but not entirely... We can’t really just wait until the Supreme True Buddha comes before we start to think about uniting. Planning ahead ensures success, failing to plan ensures failure, this matter is no exception."

Fan Fenglei’s forehead creased more deeply, impatience flickering through him, but due to his caution toward Wang Ba’s power, he held back his feelings and tried to stay composed, going so far as to say directly:

"Friend, you still don’t quite understand the situation within the ruins. The strengths of each faction inside are evenly matched, none submit to another. No matter who shows their head first, they are bound to attract calamity, like today, the Yin Family you back may have already made the Laowen Sect uneasy."

"Lord Fan!"

Cheng Lianzi’s frosty, furious tone rang out from the distant void.

Fan Fenglei kept his face steady; no strangers were present here, and in truth, all knew these issues deep down, merely awaiting a spark to ignite, so voicing them openly changed nothing, especially since Spirit Origin Prefecture and Laowen Sect were natural rivals.

After taking in Fan Fenglei’s clarification, Wang Ba appeared to grasp it at last, his features lighting up with comprehension:

"So that’s how it is, the factions within the ruins don’t submit to each other, which indeed poses some trouble, but I do have a method."

Fan Fenglei was startled, yet he couldn’t help but inquire:

"What method?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he noticed Wang Ba’s grin widening, as if he had anticipated exactly that, and a sudden sense hit him that he had stepped right into a snare.

"Simple."

Though Wang Ba’s tone stayed moderate, in that instant it boomed through everyone’s ears like rolling thunder:

"Since the factions within don’t submit to each other... then it can only be me, an outsider, to take the lead."

Silence!

Fan Fenglei found himself stunned beyond measure.

Shock rippled through the nearby cultivators, who materialized once more, staring in disbelief, their eyes bulging as if they doubted what they had heard.

Yin Tianzhi himself, right then, showed a blend of shock and enlightenment on his face, surprise mingled with delight.

Following the short hush, Yin Tianzhi caught on to something, his expression shifting abruptly as he bellowed:

"Friend, be careful!"

"Formation!"

Out of nowhere, from the encircling void, seven Dao Domains in varied hues burst forth from all sides like a storm of arrows, shrieking as they surged ahead!

Clearly, these came from the key figures of different groups, such as the Golden Water Pond master, Yutang Prefecture’s leader, Longcong Prefecture Mansion Master, and similar.

The onslaught came without warning, but with total resolve!

Instantly, they were hemmed in from every angle, trapped in a net spanning heaven and earth, no way out!

Confronting this overwhelming might, which surpassed all others there, no one took True Man Taiyi lightly, and they poured their full force into the assault.

The pair who held back—Realm Master Sangkong and Laowen Sect’s Cheng Lianzi—displayed contrasting reactions.

Realm Master Sangkong wore an odd smirk, though regret flickered in his gaze, and he shook his head faintly.

Cheng Lianzi, on the other hand, regained a gentle air, letting out a soft sigh:

"This Taiyi True Person, though of high realm, is overly arrogant. We haven’t provoked him, yet he intends to climb above us."

At the same time.

Aside from Yin Tianzhi, the Yin Family’s other eight Tribulation Cultivators swiftly arrayed into a formation.

Yin Tianzhi clenched his jaw a bit, then dashed toward Wang Ba.

Given Taiyi True Person’s exceptional prowess, combined with his own, they could potentially hold off six mid-stage Tribulation Cultivators; if they endured this assault, some factions with shaky loyalties would surely falter, opening a real chance to bring Zhang’s Ruins together!

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