Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1761 - 8 Extinction_2

"Let Martial Uncle put in some effort to refine four thousand pieces, the rest will still be up to me."

Zhao Feng reacted:

"Do you have enough incense fire?"

Wang Ba shook his head slightly:

"Currently, it’s not enough, but in another ten or twenty years, it should be about right."

Seeing Wang Ba’s confidence, Zhao Feng felt relieved.

Yet Wang Ba’s heart felt heavier.

The incense fire accumulated over ten to twenty years from the beings in Little Cang World, plus Ling Weizi’s constant refining, barely managed to support one session of Fanming’s rest. To accumulate enough for refining the Hanging Magical Instrument for a lasting effect, it would likely take quite some time.

The key is, he still needs to reserve a portion of the incense fire to deal with crises that might arise from the Outer Realm at any time.

"Senior Brother, see if there is hope within our sect or the other two sects for Talisman Makers who aspire to ascend immortally. Please allocate more resources to them."

Wang Ba thought for a moment and could only say this to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng nodded.

Once this matter was concluded, Wang Ba intended to leave, but Zhao Feng spoke to stop him:

"Junior Brother, there’s one more thing, Xi Wushang and Qin Fengyi..."

Wang Ba immediately remembered, and before Zhao Feng could finish speaking, he smiled helplessly:

"I almost forgot about this. Senior Brother, the Qin Family has been associated with our sect for many years. They cannot be severed... It’s up to you, Senior Brother, to personally visit them and witness the reestablishment of the Qin Family’s legacy. As for Senior Brother Xi... just ask him if he still has the desire for immortal ascension, or plans to start anew in another lifetime?"

Zhao Feng nodded upon hearing this:

"That’s what I think too. After all, the Qin Family lineage is descended from that Patriarch..."

Having reached a consensus with Wang Ba, Zhao Feng did not hesitate and promptly began making arrangements.

With nothing left for him, Wang Ba left Chunyang Palace.

Then he left the Taoist Field directly, flying into the realm.

It has been over a month since the great disaster.

The Four Spirits perched atop the four Heavenly Pillars, hidden amidst the clouds.

Beneath, the four continents, after Wang Ba’s application of the Wood Style Divine Skills The Great Recovery, were no longer desolate as before.

Vegetation thrived, birds and beasts roamed, life flourished, almost showing signs of prosperity akin to before the disaster.

Wang Ba passed through the Eastern Continent casually, and in a short time, mortals have already adapted to the new lands, following past experiences, cutting trees, farming, building homes, forming villages. In some places, they live by animal husbandry or fishing and hunting...

In villages, there were often images corresponding to the Heavenly Guardian Gods.

Such as the Stove God corresponding to stoves, the Mother Godness for seeking children, the Door God for doors...

The presence of gods was almost omnipresent in daily life.

This was precisely the reason why so much incense fire could be gathered in such a short time.

Wang Ba glanced around briskly.

It’s not hard to imagine that soon, based on the villages, with the current simple production capacity, city-states and small nations would be reformed...

In this process, some individuals could rely on their own abilities to climb to levels unreachable by others.

Yet this is the inherent gap between people, which can never be eradicated.

What he can hope for is that under the equitable gaze of the Heavenly Guardian Gods, the evils between people are minimized.

On such a foundation, he can gain more incense fire to sustain Little Cang World.

Thus, forming a virtuous cycle.

"It’s just... there are still too few people."

Wang Ba glanced at the sparsely scattered villages on the ground, frowning slightly.

However, this is an inevitable issue. After the sweeping of the True Martial Cultivators, cultivators diminished by ninety percent.

Further reduced by Han Yanzi’s sweeping, mortals also decreased by ninety percent.

And after the baptism of the great disaster, the population of Little Cang World had reached its lowest point.

"Can only let Dongyang encourage more."

Walking at ease.

He went successively to the Nanzhan Continent and Western Continent, both showed signs of prosperity.

But when he arrived at the Northern Continent, Wang Ba inevitably frowned.

This place housed all True Martial Cultivators inside Little Cang World.

It’s not that he had any disregard for True Martial Cultivators, but to ensure more fairness in other regions for the mortals, this power surpassing the mundane must be isolated, just like cultivators.

The problem is, the number of True Martial Cultivators is indeed vast.

Moreover, their demand for spiritual energy is low, hence Wang Ba simply placed all these True Martial Cultivators in the Northern Continent.

Firstly, it’s near the Black Tortoise in the far north, slightly influenced by its chill, which only True Martial Cultivators can withstand.

Secondly, the Black Tortoise is now the most powerful among the Four Spirits in Little Cang World. Should any True Martial Cultivator have the fortune to gain insight by observing the Black Tortoise, it would greatly benefit the cultivation of the Dao of True Martial.

He held much hope for True Martial Cultivators.

Only upon arriving here did he find that compared to the mortals in other three continents, the progress of these True Martial Cultivators who mastered power was far inferior.

Perhaps because they possess extraordinary strength, they can hunt wild beasts freely, obtain enough food, and are highly tolerant of hunger.

This has rather led many among them to become more obsessed with contesting bravery and seizing positions.

Despite the complete disappearance of spiritual energy, even True Martial Cultivators began to weaken.

"There are still too many True Martial Cultivators."

Wang Ba frowned slightly.

He originally thought to let True Martial Cultivators naturally wither away, for just after a hundred years, the current True Martial Cultivators would nearly vanish.

Only those with true talent would remain for dedicated nurturing.

However, the excessive number of True Martial Cultivators, on the contrary, was hindering production.

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