Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2503: 237: Return

Never before had Wang Ba sensed his physical body so vividly and clearly.

Through the boundless Realm Sea of Origin, he seemed able to detect his unharmed physical body hidden somewhere in its depths, patiently awaiting his return.

Yet, this sensation faded away as the water began to ripple.

Regardless of how meticulously he attempted to sense it anew, his physical body’s presence remained undetectable.

“Physical body, True Spirit…”

Dwelling on that recent sensation, he slowly tilted his head downward, gazing at his reflection upon the water’s surface, and abruptly gained understanding.

“It is the True Spirit!”

“A powerful enough True Spirit allows one to detect the physical body across vast distances, even when separated… just like the master’s wife described earlier, how a Mahayana Cultivator’s True Spirit can roam freely in and out of the Realm Sea of Origin.”

“The key is the True Spirit’s strength… Mahayana Cultivators reside at the ‘Human Immortal Realm’, and their True Spirits naturally surpass those of lower realms.”

“Meanwhile, my own True Spirit, amid endless depletion and restoration within this Realm Sea of Origin, has quietly grown far stronger.”

“Yet, a Mahayana Cultivator’s True Spirit doesn’t quite resemble mine…”

A trace of confusion stirred within him.

He had observed the True Spirit Fish of Mahayana Cultivators before; back then, the only distinction from his own was the outer hue, but now his form evoked the shape of a ‘dragon’.

In the Realm Sea, the dragon might simply count as a divine beast, though in specific regions, it carried profound meaning.

Though ignorant of what his True Spirit’s draconic shift signified, sensing his physical body filled him with fortune rather than misfortune.

“Should my True Spirit fully morph into dragon shape, I might gain the ability to come and go from this Realm Sea of Origin at will.”

Contemplating this prospect, Wang Ba felt a surge of excitement.

Uncertain about the triggers behind his True Spirit’s evolution, he stuck to his prior routine:

Memorizing as many rules of the Realm Sea of Origin displayed above the Sky Dome as possible; whenever his True Spirit recovered, he headed to the Waterside Pavilion to keep perusing “Realm Sea Miscellany” and the booklets in the book box.

Using the elixirs from Li Yuehua, he kept consuming them to restore himself repeatedly.

Through this cycle, his True Spirit grew ever more sturdy.

His form stretched longer, the fish fins transforming more into dragon claws, with even a pair of claws vaguely sprouting from the rear.

A bulge gradually formed on the forehead, while the whiskers beneath the jaw elongated slenderly.

Its colors turned more brilliant, beyond words.

The True Spirit Fish’s overall appearance drew ever closer to a dragon.

As his True Spirit form evolved, his awareness of both physical body and Primordial Spirit sharpened progressively.

The foreboding that departure from the Realm Sea of Origin loomed near intensified accordingly.

Driven by this omen, he refused to idle, shuttling ceaselessly between the Waterside Pavilion and the Realm Sea of Origin.

With his True Spirit’s advancement, more content from “Realm Sea Miscellany” unveiled itself to him.

He discovered that beyond the Twelve Palaces, the Immortal Gate harbored other factions, and learned of the myriad wars waged between the Immortal Gate and various powers over millions of years, which once nearly shattered the Second Realm Sea…

He also gleaned that the Third Realm Sea had lacked a designated Lord of Realm Sea for ages, rendering it a lawless domain.

Though the Third Realm Sea ranked beneath the Second, it crucially bolstered the latter, holding immense importance.

Beyond “Realm Sea Miscellany”, Wang Ba began glimpsing the covers of other booklets previously sealed off to him.

Their interiors, however, stayed invisible save for the exteriors.

Particularly the booklet in the book box.

Even with his True Spirit’s remarkable progress lately, pulling out that book still overwhelmed him to the point of aversion.

Disappointment evaded him, for he realized his True Spirit’s gains tied directly to this tome.

The trials imposed by this book had forged such dramatic growth in his True Spirit.

“What in the world is this book? My True Spirit nears that of a Mahayana Cultivator, yet I can’t even glance at it…”

Reluctance gnawed at Wang Ba’s heart, as he perceived this book’s unparalleled value and rarity amid the Waterside Pavilion’s collection.

He even sensed vaguely that all other booklets combined paled against it.

Ultimately, though, he let out a sigh and abandoned the notion.

After downing another dose of Li Yuehua’s elixirs, Wang Ba quietly departed the Waterside Pavilion.

Finding no maids nearby, he positioned himself on the Waterside Pavilion’s walkway, peering down at his watery reflection.

With a thought, the green-robed Taoist figure shifted into a fish.

Now, however, this True Spirit Fish had changed dramatically from its former state.

At present, save for the absent horns atop its head, it was virtually identical to a ‘dragon’.

Long whiskers swayed, serpentine body coiled, four claws hovering midair above the waves.

Merely a single step from true draconic ascension.

Gazing at his reflection in the water, Wang Ba held back from plunging in right away.