Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1422 - 50 Promotion_2

Chapter 1422: Chapter 50 Promotion_2

“Now, I can truly be considered a third-level god.”

After the “Yin’s Great Dream Sutra” merged with the “Dharmas into One,” the elevation of the Divine Position of the Yin God was limited by Wang Ba’s own realm.

Although this is a restriction, it is also protection for him.

If the Soul becomes too formidable, exceeding a certain limit, it could cause many cultivation methods to become imbalanced, making the integration of various Dharmas into one body impossible.

The situation of Daoist Yuanci is similar.

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“However, the power of the Yin God in the temple is somewhat low now.”

Wang Ba had a thought.

Inside the Pearl Dungeon.

In the area designated for mortals, the power of incense fire that had accumulated over several years swarmed towards the statues made of gold, bronze, iron, wood, and clay.

Nearly a hundred years of rest and rearing have brought the population of mortals, although limited by the land and food of the Pearl Dungeon, close to forty million from thirty million.

Even if they didn’t all worship Wang Ba, the majority did.

Such a number is astonishing.

Even if it had only been accumulating for several years, it was still a massive amount.

But this power of incense fire didn’t fall upon Wang Ba; instead, it first flew toward the highest peak of the dungeon.

At the snow-capped summit.

An unmoving figure that bore an eight or nine parts resemblance to Wang Ba sat withered at the peak.

Suddenly, indifferent eyes opened.

It was another incarnation of Wang Ba, the Ice Daoist.

He was also in closed-door cultivation, his profound contemplation undisturbed even by the prior ascension of his original form.

The power of the incense fire flooded into his brow.

Countless sounds of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure echoed within his soul, like demonic sounds filling his mind.

Yet the indifferent gaze of the Ice Daoist remained unmoved.

Under the influence of the “Taishang Emotion-refining,” these chaotic emotions were quickly refined.

Turned into Mana and nourished the Nascent Soul of the Ice Daoist.

Pure prayer energy was remotely diverted into the original body’s Yin God temple.

Becoming drops of even purer Yin God Power.

The Ice Daoist then closed his eyes once more.

A satisfied expression appeared on Wang Ba’s face.

“So much power of incense fire, yet it replenished less than twenty percent of the Yin God Power… It seems I should ‘leak’ some important information to the Mother Goddess.”

The generosity of the Mother Goddess was unprecedented in his experience.

How could he disappoint such a benefactor?

“But for now, let’s forget it. I’ve just broken into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and I need to stabilize it further.”

After pondering for a moment, he focused on consolidating his realm.

However, not long after closing his eyes, something stirred in his mind, and he took out the vibrating Spirit Rhinoceros Stone from his sleeve.

“Qian Baimao?”

Wang Ba was somewhat surprised.

Then he poured his Mana into it.

Before long, Wang Ba, wearing a puzzled look, put away the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone.

“Yang Que has so quickly expelled the Kingdom of Immortals from the Huangji Continent; I didn’t expect the Mother Goddess to really take my bad advice… But why hasn’t Yang Que continued to chase the Kingdom of Immortals, and instead come to the Fenglin Continent?”

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“…To campaign against the primitive Demonic Sect?”

“What exactly is he selling in this gourd?”

Wang Ba tapped his fingers thoughtlessly, considering Yang Que’s real intentions.

The first thing that came to his mind was the minor incident when he had used the name of the primitive Demonic Sect to defeat the other party.

But he quickly dismissed this thought himself.

“A great talent like Yang Que who managed to unify the entire Huangji Continent would not be so petty as to remember such a trifle. If I were him, I would just laugh it off… Could it be that the Huangji Continent’s old Ancestor behind him knows that Han Yanzi is not dead, worrying that Han Yanzi might interfere with his plans, so he strikes first?”

But Wang Ba immediately shook his head:

“No, that’s not right, if he really wanted to gain the upper hand, he shouldn’t be making such a display but instead send one or two top beings to wait for an opportunity to lure Han Yanzi into action and use the will of the heaven and earth of Little Cang World against him.”

“Or is it because he’s worried that Han Yanzi might take advantage of the local terrain and never leave the Sect, so they’re prepared to spare no expense in a direct confrontation?”

Wang Ba pondered for a while but couldn’t figure out what the ruler who had unified Huangji Continent and changed ‘Qian’ to ‘Sui’ was really thinking.

So he just shook his head:

“No matter… Anyway, it’s not looking for trouble with Jin. Let him be; now that he is in the realm of Immortal Ascension, even if he goes to the primitive Demonic Sect, as long as he doesn’t barge in, he shouldn’t die there.”

Although he couldn’t avoid a bit of suffering, he’ll presumably stay more obediently in Huangji Continent after this and continue to contain the Kingdom of Immortals.

This would also achieve Wang Ba’s goal.

Thinking this, he whispered a few words to Wu Monkey King, then sank his consciousness into the Nascent Soul and continued to consolidate his realm.

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“Qian Baimao, what are you doing!”

The sudden shout startled Qian Baimao so much that he almost let the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone, which he hadn’t yet fully concealed, fall out of his sleeve.

He forcibly suppressed his inner tension and nonchalantly put away the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone.

Turning his head, he saw a black-armored young Cultivator looking at him with undisguised contempt, impatiently saying:

“His Majesty asked me to call you over.”

Seeing this young Cultivator, Qian Baimao felt slightly relieved, and regarding the impatience on the other’s face, he didn’t take it to heart and instead showed a flattering smile:

“It turns out to be Lord Mei.”

This person was originally one of the Palace Masters of the Eight Treasures Palace, one of the five major Sects, named Mei Shan.

His physical body had been shattered by the Sui Emperor’s own hands, with only the Nascent Soul escaping.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise; after returning to the Sect and possessing a new body, realizing that the hearts of the five Sects were not united and the gap with the Sui Emperor was too large, he immediately led his Sect to submit to the Sui Emperor and became a follower of the Sui Emperor.