Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Wang Ba couldn’t help but light up!

Class II upper grade soul seeds are enough to let a Class II upper grade Spirit Beast reach the Class II top grade stage in a short period.

If tested with a Spirit Light Talisman, it will only reveal a Class II top grade spirit light.

But, what truly intrigued Wang Ba was whether these soul seeds, after cannibalizing each other, would give birth to a Class II top-grade soul seed?

After all, a Class II top-grade soul seed can make a Class II top-grade Spirit Beast temporarily transform into a Class III Spirit Beast.

This transformation would be a qualitative leap!

Despite the short duration, it would absolutely be worth it if used at the critical moment.

Just like in his previous encounters with Zheng Yuanhua, if a Class III Spirit Beast intervened at a crucial moment, Wang Ba might have already defeated Zheng Yuanhua.

“Sadly, I don’t know the locations of these incense-burning Dao cultivators. Otherwise, I could specifically seek these people out to seize their soul seeds.”

“However, I’d better not. If I come across a formidable character, things could get troublesome.”

“Better to play it safe!”

Quelling his rising emotions, he rushed to smooth out the ripples in his heart and continued to retrieve items from his Storage Ring.

Magic tools, talismans, elixirs, and even puppets, among others.

Certainly, the storage held invaluable items like outstanding quality magic tools and talismans.

Wang Ba didn’t need the elixirs, so he didn’t pay much attention to them.

Nevertheless, also in the ring were many gold paper rubbings and several Jade Slips of cultivation methods and spells.

But none of these were as astonishing as the one item Wang Ba was touching.

“This is… Zong’er?”

Upon seeing the ear magic tool in his hand, which was remarkably similar to Spiritl Ear yet of significantly higher grade, Wang Ba was instantly amazed.

He did not expect that Zheng Yuanhua’s Zong’er magic tool would also be left in the storage ring.

“Zong’er can detect the soul presence of cultivators who have used Spiritl Ear… so it means if I avoid those traces, I could smoothly return to the East Saint base!”

Wang Ba’s spirits instantly lifted.

He hurriedly took the gadget and imprinted his soul into it.

Immediately, he began hearing the voices of various cultivators. Besides, a phantom image appeared above the tool showing the names and corresponding soul aura marks of each individual.

“The nearest incense-burning Dao cultivator…is there!”

…

South of the East Saint base.

Yutang Mountain.

Underneath a grand Concealment Array was a secret chamber where a one-armed figure sat on a futon. His red face was pale; it was Zheng Yuanhua, who had barely escaped using a transmission talisman.

On his face were various extreme, unstable emotions – furious, manic, hateful, ferocious, gloomy, and a trace of regret…

In his eyes, however, was an intense desire to kill.

“Ruining my Dao body!”

“Interrupting my Dao path!”

“He deserves to die! He must die! He must die!”

Right now, he could see the possibility of restoring the Yin Shen statue, hoping to break through to Class III.

But missing an arm undeniably impacted the progress of his ascent to Class III, increasing the difficulty.

Furthermore, the Class III Yin ghost, which he had painstakingly cultivated intending to make it the foundation of his attainment of Dao, was destroyed by that Tianmen Cult cultivator.

His hope of achieving Class III was seemingly dashed.

These made Zheng Yuanhua’s hatred for that Tianmen Cult cultivator reach the extreme.

However, not just these, his biggest problem was that along with his severed arm, his storage ring was left at Qianyu Lake!

The loss of cultivation resources inside was bearable. Although it could pose a hardship at his status, the real trouble was the loss of the Zong’er magic tool inside.

Presently, in the Chen State’s Yin Shen lineage, there is only one Zong’er magic tool.

Class III Divine Envoys, fearing they couldn’t handle the situation while working together to produce ‘that thing’, specifically gave it to Zheng Yuanhua.

It allowed him to have overall control, commanding all cultivators from the Yin Shen lineage.

And yet, he lost it!

Zheng Yuanhua’s heart was filled with fury and terror!

If the Divine Envoys found out, with the capabilities of Class III Divine Envoys, he might…

But Zheng Yuanhua quickly soothed himself.

He kept reassuring himself.

“Should be safe for a short time! I’m still alive, and with my soul strength, even a Golden Core real person among Qi refining cultivators might not break through it. Even if they could, it would take at least a year.”

“Moreover, the storage ring likely fell into the hands of that Tianmen Cult cultivator.”

“Once I’ve recovered some strength, I just need to bring Li Canghai along, and together, we can find a way to get the storage ring back… Damn it!”

Zheng Yuanhua suddenly turned pale, his eyes quickly revealing an unbelievable look.

“How could it be cracked so quickly?!”

“Could it be… the Immortal Master of Nascent Soul made a move?!”