Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 421 - 33 New Member_3

Chapter 421: Chapter 33 New Member_3

“You, you…”

A sudden sense of surprise and panic flits across Yuan Wenzhi’s eyes, yet he doesn’t speak again.

Witnessing Yuan Wenzhi’s reaction, Wang Ba’s eyes flickered with understanding.

It seemed his guess was correct.

If he had just suspected Zhang Tailai of inciting discord between him and the three major sects, what happened later, after he unwittingly discovered the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators and purposely captured them to bring them outside Yong’an City, affirmed his suspicion to seventy or eighty percent.

He had clearly only released one Thunder Seed himself, and later, he used the Teleportation Talisman to leave.

But during the gap when he was teleporting back to his mansion, a second Thunder Seed appeared.

During this short span of three to four breaths, no one knew who had released it.

In Yong’an City, the only one who could do this, and who returned smelling heavily of gunpowder, was Zhang Tailai, the single Golden Core cultivator present at the time.

Afterwards, the three major sects started cracking down on the Rogue Cultivators in Yong’an City.

Using the excuse that Wang Ba was the pride of the rogue cultivators, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, who had returned, took extra care of Wang Ba.

However, they turned a blind eye to the rogue cultivators being captured right before their eyes.

This eventually confirmed Wang Ba’s suspicions.

These two were probably in cahoots with the Incense-burning Dao.

Although at that time he did not understand why the duo approached him, Wang Ba subsequently tried his best to keep his distance from them.

But he wasn’t overly scared.

The power of his Yin God can conceal both him and Bu Chan, which was effective even on the Golden Core cultivator. Also, the ample resources in reserve were enough for him to fool the two.

In addition, he had the Teleportation Talisman as a backup.

If anything went wrong, he could just run away in advance.

What he didn’t expect was the sudden arrival of the three major sects, forcing him and Bu Chan to go to Zhenling Palace, rendering the Teleportation Talisman useless.

Seizing this opportunity, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai followed them.

What surprised Wang Ba even more was the sudden appearance of the Yin God’s Descent, preventing him from using either his Soul Power or Mana, leaving him in a deeply passive situation.

All these thoughts crossed Wang Ba’s mind in a flash. With a cold expression, he continued with his interrogation:

“To which branch of the Incense-burning Dao do you belong?”

“Why have you been persistently targeting me?”

“Do you have any other plans coming here?”

However, facing Wang Ba’s queries, Yuan Wenzhi gritted his teeth and said:

“If you let me go and promise not to harm me, I’ll tell you!”

“Otherwise, you’ll never find out!”

Upon hearing Yuan Wenzhi’s words, a trace of chilling cold surged in Wang Ba’s eyes.

He turned his head and asked Zhao Feng:

“Senior brother, do you have a way to harm his soul?”

“Soul?”

Zhao Feng responded with a puzzled expression.

However, after thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly and asked, “To what extent do I need to do this?”

“Just don’t obliterate him!”

Zhao Feng perceived the harshness and fierceness in Wang Ba’s tone. He couldn’t help recalling the terrible injuries Bu Chan sustained when he saw him, and he sighed quietly. He didn’t speak further, instead concentrating and extending a small sword-light to Wang Ba.

Zhao Feng simultaneously reminded him, “It’s only natural to seek revenge for grievances, but be careful not to lose your nature.”

Receiving the sword-light from Zhao Feng’s hand, Wang Ba fell silent for a moment after hearing his words, then nodded and said:

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother.”

Having said that, a thought crossed his mind.

He flourished the small sword-light in his hand. The sword-light above Yuan Wenzhi’s head also simultaneously descended rapidly!

“Ah—”

The sword-light silently sliced through Yuan Wenzhi’s skull.

Without a scratch remaining on Yuan Wenzhi’s body, the whole person contracted, uttering a desperate cry of horror!

“I… I’ll… tell… ”

Expressionless, Wang Ba’s eyes flickered with a trace of savagery. The sword-light in his hand continued to flicker, and the sound of screams echoed in his ears.

Zhao Feng watched, shook his head slightly, and directly flew out.

As a member of East Saint Sect’s Rectification Room, he was no stranger to various types of punishment and did not disapprove of them.

However, he didn’t exactly enjoy it, so he decided to leave first and let Wang Ba vent his anger before discussing it further.

After he left,

The screams of Yuan Wenzhi that echoed from the depths of the lake gradually weakened…

After a long while,

The small sword-light in Wang Ba’s hand suddenly stopped.

Staring at Yuan Wenzhi, who was lying limp on the ground and barely breathing, most of his fury subsided.

After all, he was a person of mild temperament and not extreme. He would choose revenge and choose torture because of hatred.

But after the torture, his true nature gradually returned.

Having experienced these changes, his original heart had been honed and polished quite a bit.

Yuan Wenzhi laid on the ground, no longer having any strength to beg for mercy. His mouth was slanted, drooling, and his expression dull as if he were an idiot.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Ba didn’t hesitate anymore.

A trace of inconspicuous blood-red flashed in his eyes.

In Yuan Wenzhi’s eyes, the same flash of blood-red barely appeared.

The next moment,

Yuan Wenzhi’s face suddenly returned to normal, and he sat up straight, looking reverential as he said:

“Wenzhi pays respect to the divine spirit.”

Half a day later,

Wang Ba looked contemplative.

“Chipo Lineage, Well God Lineage, Shihuo Lineage…”

These three were the main forces of the Incense-burning Dao that had conquered Wei State and waged war with Chu for ten years.

Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai were manipulated by a Class IV cultivator from the Well God Lineage in Wei State, and since then they served the Incense-burning Dao. After returning to Yan State, they fueled the disagreements between the Rogue Cultivators and the Sects, and between the Three Major Sects and Zhenling Palace.

Of those targeted, naturally, was himself, who had been recognized far and wide for concocting Class II chicken essence.

With the information he wanted,

Wang Ba expressionlessly retrieved a Class II top grade male Spirit Chicken from his Spirit Beast Bag and handed it to Yuan Wenzhi.

A hint of a joyous smile spread across Yuan Wenzhi’s face:

“Thank you for bestowing me this extraordinary body, Divine Spirit.”

“Wenzhi will go through fire and water for you without hesitation.”

Having said that, he closed his eyes and concentrated without delay. A wisp of fragmented soul detached from between his brows and hovered over the male Spirit Chicken, whose eyes seemed dim.

After some time, a trace of intelligence flashed across the male Spirit Chicken’s eyes.

It bowed its head respectfully to Wang Ba.

“From now on, you’ll be known as Jia 17.”

“Cluck, cluck!”