Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 100 - 98: Shared Rent, Oath i

Chapter 100: Chapter 98: Shared Rent, Oath i

Translator: 549690339 I

“Fellow Daoist, we meet again.”

The old woman’s eyes lightened when she saw Wang Ba.

Wang Ba’s eyelid twitched, and he was just about to pretend not to know her.

But then he heard the managing deacon of Mulou House say: “You know each other? That’s great, you can show him the room at the furthest east of Bing Six Floor then.”

“Alright!”

The old woman was so delighted that she opened her dry mouth and revealed golden dentures inside.

Having said that, she happily took over the housing Token tossed by the deacon, and looked at Wang Ba with a smile.

With no choice left, Wang Ba had to pinch his nose and follow the old woman.

“I still don’t know how to address you, fellow Daoist…”

Once they left the deacon of Mulou House, the old woman started trying to get on friendly terms.

Wang Ba was just about to give a fake name when the old woman suddenly slapped her forehead: 𝚏𝚛ee𝐰𝗲𝚋n𝐨𝘃𝗲l.𝐜𝐨m

“I’m really getting old. I just saw your name with the deacon… Brother Wang, haha, there was a misunderstanding before, please don’t take it to heart.”

Seeing this, Wang Ba decided not to beat around the bush and clasped his hands: “Mama Long, all I want is a place to stay where I can cultivate quietly. I don’t want to attract any problems.”

“No problems, no problems!”

The old woman hurriedly waved her hand: “I know Brother Wang is a determined Cultivator, you wouldn’t get involved with those little demons.”

“However, have you really not considered sharing a room with a female Cultivator? Not only is the rent halved, but perhaps you could…”

Hesitating, Wang Ba finally shook his head reluctantly: “If Mama Long is unwilling to take me there, I will just go find the deacon.”

“Ah… Brother Wang, don’t be offended. It’s just a habit.”

The old woman wasn’t necessarily frightened by Wang Ba’s bluffing, but her facial expression became a lot more serious.

Soon, the two arrived at Bing Tower, and climbed the somewhat steep stairs.

They encountered some Cultivators with powerful auras, all looking quite formidable.

Even if some Cultivators didn’t seem particularly powerful, they all shimmered with light on their bodies, indicating their considerable wealth.

There’s no denying that those who managed to live in Mulou House even after changing their sects did not have a poor foundation.

Soon, they arrived at the sixth floor.

Before he had walked very far, Wang Ba smelled a mixture of enchanting fragrances.

From some rooms, he faintly heard sounds that were hard on the ears.

Wang Ba’s face instantly darkened, and he looked at the old woman.

The old woman rushed to explain: “I didn’t arrange it this way…”

“You rented late, all the good rooms have been taken, and you can only live here.”

“Or, you could consider sharing a room.”

Wang Ba pondered for a moment, sharing wasn’t necessarily out of the question, after all, he rented Mulou House only for cultivation purposes, he wasn’t revealing any secrets.

And it could also decrease the expenditure of Spirit Stones.

As for the female Cultivator… it wasn’t important.

The main issue was this place really affected his cultivation.

Seeing Wang Ba appearing willing, the old woman immediately seized the opportunity: “There are two rooms available in Bing Tower, shall we go and check them out now?”

After saying that, she dragged Wang Ba downstairs.

Soon, the old woman knocked on one door. After a while, a female Cultivator with soft features opened the door.

Seeing the old woman and Wang Ba beside her, her eyes immediately brightened:

“Mama Long, you’re here!”

“Ah! This is Brother Wang, he wanted to see if there’s a suitable room…”

The old woman introduced with a smile.

The gaze of the female Cultivator turned even brighter on Wang Ba.

Wang Ba just gave a courteous smile in return, asked a few questions and left quickly with the old woman.

“Did Brother Wang find anything unsatisfactory? Daoist friend Qiao’s appearance is considered top tier in Mulou House, it’s hard to find someone more beautiful than her.”

The old woman looked puzzled.

Wang Ba just shook his head slightly without giving an explanation.

The fact that the woman was too glamorous was precisely the reason he didn’t want to have any contact with her.

Although there are many Cultivators who are devoted to the Dao, there are also a lot who indulge in the flesh.

Especially in a Demon Dao sect like Tianmen Cult, who doesn’t advocate asceticism, this probability is even higher.

Rather than causing trouble in the future, it’s better not to get involved at the start.

Although the old woman didn’t understand, she didn’t let this stop her from dragging Wang Ba to the next room.

Just when the door opened, both the person inside the room and Wang Ba were stunned.

“Daoist friend Xu?!1‘

“Wa, Wang… Brother Wang?”

The person in the room, dressed in plain white clothes, with a tormented face but still carrying mature charm, was Wang Ba’s acquaintance, Chen Mian’s wife, Mrs.Xu, who had moved into Mulou House quite some time ago.

Seeing that the person brought by Mama Long was Wang Ba, a mixture of surprise, shock, and panic flashed across Mrs.Xu’s eyes.

“Why… why are you here?”

And Mama Long, being a canny old woman, instantly noticed that the pair knew each other. A smile immediately plastered her wrinkled face:

“You two know each other? That makes things easy then!”

“Brother Wang, why not share a room with Mrs. Xu?”

“Mama Long, I…”

Mrs.Xu turned her head with a distressed look.

Upon this situation, Wang Ba didn’t know what to say. He bowed and left straight away.

“Eh! Brother Wang, don’t go!”

Seeing Wang Ba leaving, Mama Long’s face instantly sunk. She turned to Mrs.Xu and shouted angrily:

“Mrs.Xu, are you willing to share a room or not? Since you know each other, isn’t this perfect?”

“I… My deceased husband had some disagreements with him.”

Mrs.Xu clenched her teeth and said.

“Isn’t that better? The wife of a former enemy now working for you; wouldn’t that make Wang even more motivated to find you? You’re not an innocent maiden anymore, don’t you understand men’s preferences?”

The old woman grumbles: “To make it worse, do you really think that finding a suitor is an easy task? If a cultivator has a high status, he would look down on you. And if he doesn’t, he would prefer to spend two Spirit Stones to find a demoness who’d suck him dry!”

“I got someone to agree to rent together and you rejected him with a sour face!” “Fine! I’m done with your business! You can wait until the house gets reclaimed and you’ll have to go back to your Shidong House!”

“Mama Long, I, I’m going to invite him back now…”

Mrs. Xu, crying as if a dam had burst, quickly rushed out of the house.

But there was no longer a sign of Wang Ba.

In the Deacon’s house at Mulou House, Wang Ba hands over twenty Spirit Stones.

In the end, he didn’t rent together with someone else, but instead, he gave the Deacon a few Spirit Stones and moved to a different room on the Geng 2 Floor.

Maybe it was due to the gift of Spirit Stones, the Deacon treated him somewhat nicer, and they chatted a bit.

“You said about Mrs. Xu from the Bing Tower? Well, she really got screwed over by her husband, Chen Mian.”

“Not long ago, Chen Mian went out with others to hunt the leftover evil from the East Saint Sect and in the process, he betrayed them. Fortunately, he was stopped just in time by a Heresy Cultivator, hence avoiding a huge loss.”

“As for her, she got the short end of the stick. Heh, without Chen Mian, she can’t earn much Spirit Stones. Once the rent is due and she can’t pay, she’ll be kicked out of Mulou House.”

“Oh right, did that broker Mama Long introduce you to any pretty female cultivators?”

He casually gossiped about Mrs. Xu’s miserable fate and teased Wang Ba a bit.

Wang Ba simply nodded and laughed it off.

He couldn’t help but sigh for Chen Mian.

If his guess was correct, the person who timely prevented Chen Mian’s ‘betrayal’ was likely Jing Kuang.

This method was strikingly similar to what Bu Chan and the others had mentioned before.

But, Chen Mian could probably never imagine that the person he trusted so dearly would do this to him.

Of course, he should have realized this when he had jointly planned to kill his fellow cultivator with Jing Kuang.

However, he was so blinded by wealth that he had unknowingly fallen right into the trap Jing Kuang had set for him.

Not only did he die, his wife was also dragged into it and even forced to share a room with a stranger.

And if you’re talking about the conduct of Jing Kuang, it’s impossible that the cultivators of Tianmen Cult didn’t know about it.

They knew but turned a blind eye, clearly not caring about the life and death of the weak.

This brutally revealed the law of the jungle among the cultivators of Demon Dao.

“I really can’t let my guard down!” said Wang as he took a deep breath.

After all, he was probably just another weakling in the eyes of the cultivators of Tianmen Cult.

He moved into the newly rented room at Geng 2 Floor.

The room was even more cramped than Shidong House.

But Wang Ba didn’t mind, he adjusted himself, and started his cultivation.

He quickly discovered, much to his delight, the density of the spiritual energy within Mulou House was truly worth the twenty Spirit Stones he had paid per month.

The concentration of the spiritual energy was about tenfold that of Shidong House.

“I can’t even begin to imagine how dense the spiritual energy would be within Lingshui Courtyard,” Wang pondered excitedly.

However, he quickly dismissed the distractions and focused on cultivation.

Approaching the evening, he returned to the chicken farm and called over Bu Chan and her group.

He took out the body of the leftover evil from the East Saint Sect, which Yu Changchun had given him to complete a task.

“I got this by chance. The four of you can decide who takes it and discuss what you’re willing to offer in exchange.”

He had initially planned to use this body to build a good relationship with the four of them.

But after today’s events, it jolted him from his seemingly peaceful life.

Unwilling to waste energy on unnecessary things, he simply took out the body and asked Bu Chan and the others to figure it out.

Upon seeing the body Wang Ba revealed, the expressions on Bu Chan and the others transformed abruptly.

The way they looked at Wang revealed a hint of seriousness.

A series of tokens representing kills, regardless of whether it was his doing or his purchases, it indicated that this senior brother Wang was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.

The four of them had a brief discussion, but ultimately left the body for the only male in the group—Shen Fu.

“Shen Fu is the only one among us who is good at fighting. The more chances he gets, the better his chances of survival. This opportunity should be his!” said Bu Chan.

Upon hearing the decision, Wang regretfully noted that he was more inclined to give the opportunity to Bu Chan.

After all, she was the biggest support to him out of the four, and he wanted to have a long-term cooperation with her.

But as they had made the decision themselves, Wang Ba didn’t say anything.

Shen Fu glanced at the other three complexly and then turned to Wang Ba:

“Senior Brother Wang, for the next ten years, I pledge to do anything you ask of me, unless it entails deliberately sacrificing my own life!”

“If I break this vow, may my Heart Demon devour me!”

Seeing Shen Fu pledge on his Heart Demon, Wang Ba was slightly taken aback and then nodded in agreement.

This leftover body of the East Saint Sect would fetch him at most 10 Merit points, and selling it would be tough.

To trade something of little use to him for ten years of service from a cultivator, Wang Ba thought it to be the best deal possible.

Several days passed.

Finally, the deadline of the first sect mission arrived.

At the same time, the four middle-grade Spirit Chickens under Jia 9, after Wang had fed them lifespans, completed their transformation.

Looking at the four giant Spirit Chickens and the Spirit Light Talisman emitting a faint green light, joy brimmed in Wang Ba’s eyes.

“Top-grade Spirit Chickens!”

“I’ve finally bred them!”