Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1813 - 23: Birth_2

He had already guessed some of his father’s thoughts, but when this sentence finally came from his father’s mouth, a trace of hesitation still arose in his heart.

"The perfect man is selfless... the perfect man is selfless..."

These four characters hovered in his mind, as if chaotic words were echoing in his ears, intertwining... finally, the sounds gradually subsided.

He raised his head, took a deep breath, and looked at his father:

"Dad, I understand."

Wang Ba looked at Wang Yi’an, looked at his only son, and a deep affliction flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder twice, tidying up his somewhat disheveled white hair.

"As long as you understand, as long as you understand, Dad is waiting for you to come back."

As he spoke, he gently handed over a Jade Slip, placing it in Wang Yi’an’s palm.

"This is a collection of some Curses that can be used without mana, perhaps they’ll come in handy."

Wang Yi’an took the Jade Slip, and at that moment, his face finally showed a genuine smile and anticipation from deep inside:

"Don’t worry, Dad."

As he said this, he transformed into a streak of blood-red sword-light, flying down into the Northern Continent below.

Watching the departing stream of light from Wang Yi’an, Wang Ba felt only complexity in his heart.

Wang Yi’an’s lifespan was running short.

With the cultivator’s integration into the Dao of True Martial, it relied on the effect of the Yin Fruit, yet the Yin Fruit most harms lifespan, moreover, the lifespan of a True Martial Cultivator is inherently less than that of a cultivator.

Wang Yi’an had walked his own path, yet this path was a remarkably short one.

Whether he could go further ahead, he did not know either.

But he did not dare to attempt the injection of lifespan into Wang Yi’an.

This was a life-or-death method, even with his current partial grasp of the Little Cang World Rules, he still couldn’t ensure success.

It depended solely on the person receiving the lifespan.

This was no longer about the rules of the Little Cang World, but of the more advanced Third Realm Sea Rules.

Therefore, he let Wang Yi’an Enter the Realm, to return to the True Martial Cultivator community, hoping he could temper both his physique and Primordial Spirit, achieving balance, and only then could he hope to break through.

He certainly had many other countermeasures, such as implanting Wang Yi’an’s Primordial Spirit into a Spirit Beast’s body, just like Han Yanzi and others... but thinking of Jia 15, such thoughts quickly faded.

After Possession, would Wang Yi’an really still be Wang Yi’an?

Rather than become a neither-human-nor-beast entity, he’d rather abandon this path.

This is the heart of a father, difficult and struggling, truly beyond words.

"I hope it can succeed."

...

Northern Continent, a settlement to the south near a volcano.

In a small village, wooden houses were constructed with extraordinarily sturdy tree trunks.

Outside the wooden houses, were hanging the frozen and dried carcasses and fur of Demonic Beasts.

The strong and burly men sat casually on the flattened snowy grass, drinking coarse-quality liquor from wine pouches sewn with Demonic Beast hide, gnawing on Demonic Beast meat, and exchanging lively conversations.

The bonfire rose.

And beside them, the robust women scraped the scraps off Demonic Beast fur, threading hemp ropes spun by hand through the edges with stone needles...

Children frolicked and played, donning white skulls of Demonic Beasts, playing role-playing games.

With white hair, donned in an ink robe, the tall and slender Wang Yi’an stood silently outside the settlement, quietly watching, a heavy expression flashing in his eyes.

The former Martial Kingdom was so grand, its territory spanned four continents, and while there were no cultivators, civilization thrived, resources were abundant, and the True Martial Cultivators and mortals living there were almost all beaming with energy, adhering to etiquette.

Anyone who saw it would call it a land of civilization.

However, now it had already become like a primitive tribe, indistinguishable even from the wildermen of the Tupi Continent in the past.

This was something that Wang Yi’an, the once leader of the Martial Kingdom, found truly difficult to accept.

Civilization, might not always be a good thing, but without civilization, it results in more harm than benefit.

He did not enter this settlement, but silently continued to walk, heading to the next one.

The Northern Continent is very large, much larger than any of the Nine Continents in the past.

But the Northern Continent is also very small, so small that the living conditions of True Martial Cultivators throughout the continent are almost identical. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The difference lies only in some villages having high-class True Martial Cultivators, and thus, when facing Demonic Beasts, can treat them as food.

While more villages, due to the lack of high-class True Martial Cultivators, could only survive with difficulty in front of Demonic Beasts.

The latter, accounted for eighty to ninety percent.

Hunting Demonic Beasts, death, and alcohol... these nearly occupied the majority of True Martial Cultivators’ life and daily routine on the Northern Continent.

The once-existing civilization, the skills summarized collectively by mortals and True Martial Cultivators, now seem to have perished in the last great catastrophe.

Only leaving a ravaged world of civilization.

And a reality where the primitive state purely respects martial power.

"The future of True Martial Cultivators... where is it?"

Wang Yi’an silently pondered.

He knew this future is not only about helping True Martial Cultivators live better, more importantly, how to be useful to the Little Cang World, how to remove the barrier with cultivators, and even further, how to achieve the same status as cultivators...

The existence and continuation of a group ultimately depend on its intrinsic value to the surrounding environment.

If there is no value, it will inevitably be eliminated.

Even if this value is merely for viewing, it is better than being entirely useless.

And what is the value of True Martial Cultivators?

Almost instantly, Wang Yi’an thought of the advantage inherently possessed by True Martial Cultivators from their very inception.