Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2492 - 233: The Banquet (Part 3)
Capítulo 2492: Chapter 233: The Banquet (Part 3)
With a sigh:
“I love reading; this place is my study, containing countless books. Named ‘Yuan Zhai,’ it signifies the beginning of the Realm Sea’s collection of books. I didn’t dare say this before, but with today’s acquisition of this Golden Immortal treasure, my study truly lives up to its name.”
Then, with even more enthusiasm, he said:
“Coincidentally, Taiyuan has been staying in a humble abode for too long and wishes to move. I am planning to visit the Palace Master of Yin Palace, and I would ask a Taoist friend to introduce me. I might trouble you for some time.”
As he said this, others clearly understood the reason behind his change of attitude.
Each had their own thoughts, but on the surface, things were manageable, and many invited him as a guest.
Amidst these words of uncertain sincerity, it seemed Taiyuan was genuinely moved and immediately said:
“I will leave with you shortly and won’t return for eight or nine hundred years.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba felt a strange relief but soon became worried.
According to Li Yuehua, the figure was currently the only person he could rely on. To escape, he would need their assistance.
He might not pin all his hopes on Taiyuan, but without them, he could only wait for the Master of Quiet Cave.
However, this was not the right time to speak out.
At this moment, Taiyuan suddenly spoke again:
“Since everyone has come to my humble abode, I cannot let you leave empty-handed. Besides this True Spirit Fish, you can also comprehend the mysteries of the Third Realm Sea here.”
“Although the rules of this Third Realm Sea are simple, its origin is closer to returning to its essence compared to the dense Second Realm Sea, and its Water of Origin holds a unique Power of Creation. Its effectiveness is superior to the origin within the Domain of the Second Realm Sea.”
“This is the most essential part of the Third Realm Sea and can significantly nourish the manifestation of rules…”
“When you leave, you can take a little with you, but not too much, as it would affect the operation of the entire Third Realm Sea. I hope you understand…”
Hearing this, Wang Ba was slightly moved, involuntarily glancing at the dim seawater around him.
If he guessed correctly, this seawater harmful to True Spirits was evidently the ‘Water of Origin’ Taiyuan spoke of.
Allowing Taiyuan to offer it as a gift indicated that the Water of Origin from the Realm Sea was extremely precious and extraordinary.
He immediately thought of the effects mentioned by Taiyuan:
“Able to nourish the manifestation of rules…”
Images of several figures flashed through his mind.
At the same time, Taiyuan seemed to have walked to the edge of the Waterside Pavilion, lifting the curtain and pointing to the Sky Dome:
“The rules of the Third Realm Sea are displayed on this Sky Dome. Without guidance, even immortals cannot comprehend them. Following my words, you can observe and grasp its essence.”
“Since you’re here in a divided soul, comprehending this brings some benefits.”
“Look to the east, there is the aspect of Qingmu, as well as one of the six major rules of Buddhism.”
“To the west…”
“To the south…”
Taiyuan pointed one by one.
Wang Ba couldn’t help wanting to surface and listen, but feared being noticed, dared not act rashly.
Yet in his heart, he firmly remembered everything Taiyuan said.
It surprised him that the people inside the Waterside Pavilion responded to Taiyuan with apparent perfunctory.
There were only a few polite praises before the topic shifted to other amusing stories.
Clearly, for these immortals, the so-called ‘benefits’ of the Third Realm Sea weren’t that significant.
Wang Ba did not hesitate and swam below the Waterside Pavilion like an oblivious True Spirit Fish.
While swimming, he remembered the conversations among these immortals.
Until Taiyuan said:
“Everyone, let me present some Water of Origin to you.”
Wang Ba tensed up, dared not linger any longer, slowly swimming towards the depths of the pool.
At the same time, above in the Waterside Pavilion, a middle-aged figure wearing a crane cloak with a plain appearance gently drew back the curtain, letting his gaze fall into the water below, eyes narrowed slightly…
