Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2474 227: Threat (Part 2)

With a clear tone, he immediately laid out the reason for his visit to both the Master of Quiet Cave and Xuan Yuanzi:

"Beyond honoring my commitment to guide the reincarnated bodies, I have come to request some spirit materials."

Upon hearing this request, the Master of Quiet Cave remained silent, casting his gaze toward Xuan Yuanzi.

Grasping the implication, Xuan Yuanzi spoke with cautious deliberation:

"If it is not an excessive amount, we can surely manage. However, I must ask—what quantity exactly do you require?"

Although he cherished his history with Wang Ba, the spirit materials were vital for the cultivation of the reincarnated bodies. He felt compelled to be prudent, especially with the Master of Quiet Cave observing nearby.

After a brief internal calculation, Wang Ba replied:

"Approximately one-third... though if that proves impossible, one-fourth would satisfy my needs."

Deep down, he knew one-fourth was hardly enough, and even one-third was quite deficient. Yet, since even a quarter of their supply was a significant ask, he felt it would be improper to solicit any more.

Xuan Yuanzi pondered for a moment before exchanging a quiet consultation with the Master of Quiet Cave.

The Master of Quiet Cave then spoke decisively:

"You may take half of what we have. There is no need to return any of it."

Wang Ba was momentarily stunned, caught off guard, and looked toward Xuan Yuanzi with hesitation.

Xuan Yuanzi said with a somber expression:

"Half should be more than sufficient. The master’s wish is for you to dispatch reliable cultivators to this place to handle the ongoing needs of the reincarnated bodies."

The sheer volume of these innate divine demons is not massive, with only a few thousand currently scattered throughout the domain. While their consumption will surely climb over time, it remains well within the capacity of the vast reserves gathered here over many dynasties. Furthermore, these cultivators are far from the point of crossing tribulation; they require tens of thousands of years to reach maturity. During that lengthy era, there will be ample opportunity for the domain to produce a fresh supply of spirit materials. Moreover, there is no shortage of Chaos Origin Substance near the Quiet Cave to sustain such generosity.

Nevertheless, Wang Ba had no intention of profiting unfairly from this transaction. He contemplated the offer and replied:

"These spirit materials are extraordinarily valuable; sending a few cultivators here is hardly an equivalent exchange.

"How about this? Before I guided the reincarnated bodies, I only shared the basic principles of cultivation. While those enabled them to reach a profound level, they were ultimately incomplete. Today, I shall craft an individual set of Dharma for each one of them, paving their way to the Tribulation-Transcending Realm... consider this a token of my gratitude for the kindness shown by the Master of Quiet Cave."

Both the Master of Quiet Cave and Xuan Yuanzi were taken aback by this bold promise.

Xuan Yuanzi could not hold back his shock:

"Is that not asking too much of yourself?"

It is common knowledge that the finest Dharma is that which resonates perfectly with one's own nature. Crafting such methods is the culmination of generations of refinement; they are not easily forged on a whim.

The Master of Quiet Cave’s expression turned peculiar as well. Though he did not practice cultivation himself, he possessed vast knowledge and understood the monumental difficulty of such a task. Yet, recognizing it as a singular opportunity for the innate divine demons, he did not rebuke the offer, merely stating:

"Do not stretch yourself beyond your limits."

Wang Ba rewarded this with a faint smile and immediately released his aura. Across the domain, the reincarnated divine demons felt his presence. Surprised and overjoyed, they converged on the spot. Once they arrived, they bowed respectfully to the Master of Quiet Cave and turned to Wang Ba, addressing him as 'teacher.' Their eyes shone with deep reverence.

Wang Ba offered a warm nod, exchanged brief greetings, and without further delay, began to study the cultivator nearest to him. After a momentary reflection, he traced a cultivation method in the void perfectly suited to that specific individual.

"Henceforth, follow this Dharma; it is the path that fits you most perfectly."

The cultivator examined the method, testing its flow within his Dantian. It moved in perfect harmony with his heart and soul. Overjoyed by its natural fit, he committed the Dharma to memory and bowed repeatedly to Wang Ba in gratitude.

Wang Ba did not pause, moving quickly to guide the second, third, and the many who followed.

The ease with which Wang Ba dictated these bespoke cultivation methods on the fly left the Master of Quiet Cave and Xuan Yuanzi completely dumbfounded.

Xuan Yuanzi found himself scrutinizing the methods Wang Ba provided for each individual. Some were cryptic and archaic, others simple and bright, yet every single character was a gem of wisdom. There was no filler here.

Crucially, the paths were vastly distinct for every practitioner. They were not merely modified from a single template, yet each promised a clear trajectory to the end of the great path. This depth of mastery left Xuan Yuanzi in awe:

"Wang is, in truth, a divine being!"

The Master of Quiet Cave kept his eyes fixed upon Wang Ba, his own gaze flickering as he weighed the sheer implications of this display.

Regardless of the turmoil in their minds, Wang Ba remained focused on his work. Having mastered ten thousand forms of Dharma throughout the Sea of Chaos Realm, he presently stood at the pinnacle of power, just a step away from Mahayana. While he had not touched the final stages of tribulation-transcending, his understanding of the laws of cultivation reached that of the most ancient masters. Even in the Canlong Realm, his discussions with Heavenly Monarch Chao had proven his merit.

Today, crafting these tailored Dharma was but a minor exercise; a single glance at a cultivator was all he needed to draft a path to perfection.