Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2485: 231: Master_2

Li Yuehua’s towering face took up the entire space above. As she peered intently at the fish held within the bamboo basket, a joyful expression blossomed across her features:

“We’ve truly been blessed this time.”

Abruptly, impatient shouts echoed from the distance:

“Yuehua, is the task completed yet?”

“Coming, I am coming!”

The expression on Li Yuehua’s face shifted in an instant. After shouting back a quick reply to the distant caller, she hoisted the bamboo basket and hurried her steps.

Inside, Wang Ba could sense the undulating movement of the basket and the tight pressure of the other fish pressing against him. The sound of voices drew steadily closer.

“Hurry up! You are the final one.”

They were evidently very near, as the imperative command rang out once more.

“My deepest apologies for making Elder Cui wait.”

Li Yuehua’s tone was profoundly humble and deferential.

Crammed within the basket, Wang Ba instinctively sensed that something was amiss, a wave of apprehension washing over him. Deprived of sight, he was forced to rely solely on the commotion emanating from the outside world.

Moments later, he witnessed a slender, jade-like hand reaching toward the lid of the basket. Next, he locked eyes with a woman’s face. Though a complete stranger, her appearance shared the refined, stylized markings seen on Li Yuehua, albeit with far more intricate patterns woven into her hair and skin.

The woman’s gaze swept across the fish, and her brows furrowed in immediate irritation:

“Why does this basket contain an extra one?”

Wang Ba’s heart skipped a beat, and he hastily cast his eyes downward.

Above the basket, Li Yuehua’s voice, now laden with even greater reverence, replied:

“I was fearful of failing to meet the requirements set by Sister Lin, so I gathered an additional one. I shall return the extra immediately...”

“Enough! There is no time to waste on such trivialities!”

Upon hearing Li Yuehua’s excuse, the woman above the basket glared down, clearly agitated, and issued a sharp reprimand:

“Get these fish delivered at once; stop stalling.”

“Understood, Elder Cui.”

Li Yuehua’s tone remained perfectly submissive, devoid of any resentment.

Wang Ba felt a surge of realization. He finally understood why Li Yuehua had been obsessively swapping the fish earlier.

Li Yuehua gripped the basket again, moving with a rhythmic sway as she caught up to the group nearby. The chatter, now audible in its entirety, revealed just how close they were.

While these voices were melodious and sweet, to Wang Ba, they were nothing more than a maddening, intrusive racket.

Despite his agitation, he managed to decipher snippets of their conversation.

“Goodness, the fish that Sister Yuehua has managed to secure are remarkably large. The Master will surely be pleased with your contribution.”

A woman let out a girlish giggle.

Li Yuehua’s voice remained cool and collected as she responded with a light chuckle:

“Not at all. The spirit fruits you have plucked are incredibly vibrant and plump. Perhaps even the Master might find a suitable reward for you...”

“Hehe, you truly have a way with words, Sister Yuehua. It is no wonder the Master ignored your low cultivation realm and granted you this opportunity for a new life.”

The woman’s remark sounded casual, yet it dripped with a subtle, underlying condescension.

Abruptly shifting gears, she didn't wait for a response from Li Yuehua, complaining instead:

“Still, these spirit fruits cannot compare to the popularity of these True Spirit Fish. Today’s banquet is centered entirely around them, isn't it? These True Spirit Fish were once titans in the Realm Sea. Had they not perished and returned to their origin, we would never have been tasked with handling them. It is rumored that consuming just one is equivalent to reliving the entire Cultivation journey of a lifetime. We likely won't get to taste the essence, but the esteemed guests will surely relish the variety of flavors.”

“Enough with the mindless prattle! Hurry and transport them!”

From afar, the woman known as Elder Cui issued another clipped reprimand. Her voice sounded distant, clearly having overheard their idle chatter and intentionally chiding them.

Yet, despite the official’s sharp retort, the maidens nearby didn't seem perturbed in the slightest, responding with hearty, carefree laughter.

“Understood, understood!”

Their voices were charming, but for Wang Ba, this revelation sent a chill straight to his marrow.

He finally understood the grisly truth: they had captured these True Spirit Fish simply to sate the appetites of some high-ranking guests. How vast and heavy are the lived memories and Cultivation experiences of a Nascent Soul or Mahayana practitioner? Anyone attempting to consume such a bounty would risk having their Primordial Spirit shattered by the sheer volume of trauma and history. Could these 'esteemed guests' be beings that transcend the Nascent Soul level?

As this realization took root, Wang Ba felt a cold, encroaching terror.

“Is this really the Realm Sea of Origin? If it were, how could entities beyond the Mahayana stage possibly exist here?”

His mind paralyzed by astonishment, he listened with every fiber of his being.

However, the subsequent dialogue drifted into meaningless gossip, yielding little further insight.

Yet, with his meticulous intellect, he managed to pull a few more critical details from their idle talk.

“This region must remain within the Third Realm Sea, yet it somehow seems to exist beyond it.”

“And perhaps only...”

Buried within their trivial exchange was a profound, almost religious fear of their 'Master.'

He began to form theories about the true identity of this figure.

The mere speculation left him deeply shaken, for in all his time traversing the Realm Sea, he had never encountered—nor even heard of—a being of this stature.