Chapter 149: Chapter 135 Summoned_1

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Lingshui Courtyard.

Wang Ba slowly opens his eyes from his meditation.

He cannot help but look down to his hand.

The ‘Divine Dew’ he was holding a moment ago has disappeared.

At this moment, he notices his five senses are sharper even as a wispy sensation emerges from his forehead, giving him a faint ability to detect the faintest movements around him.

He understands that this is a sign of his soul nearing its peak, heralding the imminent birth of his Spiritual Sense.

Once the soul reaches his peak, a weak Spiritual Sense would be born.

And with a Spiritual Sense, one can truly introspect, harmonize ‘Essence’ and ‘Qi’.

This will combine the three elements to impact the Foundation Establishment stage!

However, harmonising the ‘Essence’ and ‘Qi’ is still somewhat distant for him, because at the moment, he’s at the Qi refining stage VIII.

“However, the effect of the ‘Divine Dew’ is indeed extraordinary. Just by refining one drop, I managed to replenish a large amount of the Power of the Yin God,” he thought, extremely satisfied with the Divine Dew’.

After his recent cultivation experiences, he has become more knowledgeable about the Power of the Yin God.

In a sense, the Power of the Yin God is a variant of soul power but is vaguely more potent.

Because the location of the Yin God’s palace just happens to be at the ‘Eyebrow Spirit Government’ the Cultivators often refer to when cultivating the soul.

Of course, there are also differences.

For example, the “Book of Yin God’s Grand Dream” has only three stages, but conventional soul cultivators also have Class 1,11, III, and IV stages.

This implies that the two are not equivalent.

However, Wang Ba does not mind because he is not a soul cultivator. The “Book of Yin God’s Grand Dream” is merely a method he employs alongside his other skills.

With the sensation of swelling sensation in the middle of his brow, Wang Ba decided not to continue refining the ‘Divine Dew’.

Instead, he scooped a couple of spoons of Spirit Chicken Essence, resuming his daily cultivation routine.

However, his period of tranquillity did not last for long.

Soon, he received two Sound Transmission Talismans consecutively.

“Shen Fu is back?”

After reading the first Sound Transmission Talisman, Wang Ba was slightly shocked.

It had been a while since the completion of the compulsory mission, yet Shen Fu had not shown up. Neither had any contact been made via a Sound Transmission Talisman. Both he and Bu Chan were worried that Shen Fu might have perished during the mission.

It made Wang Ba a little gloomy.

After all, after several years of companionship, he had unconsciously begun to see Shen Fu as his own younger brother.

He didn’t expect that the lad would finally decide to return.

Suppressing his eager anticipation, Wang Ba then opened the second Sound Transmission Talisman.

“Huh? It’s from Bai Yu? He didn’t die?”

Reading the second Sound Transmission Talisman, Wang Ba was stunned.

That day in Yushui City, he had seen Bai Yu taking a hit from Ye Lingyu’s grade III magic sword. Given the power of the sword, its intimidating potential was such that even established golden core cultivators would be frightened.

He never expected that Bai Yu would actually survive!

But why was he contacting him now?

Even though he was astonished and confused, he finished reading the message from the Sound Transmission Talisman hurriedly.

Suddenly putting down the Sound Transmission Talisman, he couldn’t help but frown.

“Lu Yuansheng wants to see me?”

East Saint’s Residence.

At the grand entrance of the East Saint Sect’s old site, Wang Ba cannot help but stop and look up at the grand palaces concealed among the mountains behind the entrance.

And the purple silhouette amidst the mountains and clouds.

This is his fourth time coming here.

But every arrival sees him in a complex mood.

However, considering that he was supposed to meet Lu Yuansheng, the Chief Deacon who holds the second highest position in Tianmen Cult after the Sect Hierarch and all sect elders, he immediately put away these distracting thoughts.

Having adjusted his attire and ensuring no omission, he then takes out Bai Yu’s Sound Transmission Talisman, and once again arrived at the entrance of Xiegu Hall.

After delivering the message to the cultivator and being led by him, Wang Ba eventually meets Bai Yu.

“You’re here, cough cough… Sit first, we’ll wait for a while.”

This time, Bai Yu didn’t use a concealment spell to hide his face.

He is sitting at the desk, engrossed in writing something.

Upon seeing Wang Ba, he lifts his head up a moment before lowering it again.

As he coughs weakly, flesh and blood crawling like worms from the blood bones on his face can be seen escaping, rolling, and being quickly reabsorbed.

Wang Ba could even see solidified blood vessels and vocal cords occasionally appearing in Bai Yu’s neck…

Clearly, having resisted Ye Lingyu’s attack, Bai Yu had been lucky to survive, although he suffered severe injuries, even struggling to maintain his blood bone form.

Not daring to look any longer, Wang Ba quickly takes a seat.

Soon, around a dozen more cultivators arrive, several of them exuding an extraordinary aura of Foundation Establishment Competitors.

When everyone arrives, Bai Yu sets his pen down and looks over the gathered crowd with his hollowed-out eyes:

“You all have been called here because of Chief Lu. However, you don’t need to think too much. All you need to know is that this is a rare opportunity.”

“Soon, no matter what Chief Lu asks, all of you have to answer it truthfully.”

“Yes.”

The crowd obediently bows their heads.

Bai Yu nods: “Then follow me.”

Then he leads the way out of Xiegu Hall toward the higher mountains, with the other cultivators silent and following closely.

It was not long before Bai Yu brought everyone to an old, humble-looking palace.

He patiently waits at the front entrance.

Wang Ba and the others are surprised at the sight of this old palace, nevertheless, they all lower their heads and wait patiently.

Not long after, a figure dressed in black steps out of the dark palace.

It is Lu Yuansheng, the Chief Deacon of the Tianmen Cult.

Bai Yu quickly stepped forward and said,

“Chief, these are the individuals from several residences who are skilled in cultivating Spirit Beasts.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuansheng nodded slightly.

He then took a few steps forward, stopping in front of a tall Foundation Establishment cultivator.

“What’s your name? What kind of spirit beast are you good at raising?”

Apparently guessing something, the tall cultivator was startled when Lu Yuansheng suddenly asked him, and immediately replied respectfully without hesitation:

“I, Zheng Yi, specialize in raising Pig Beasts, and once cultivated a Class II lower-grade Pig Beast.”

“Class 11…”

Lu Yuansheng mused for a moment, then nodded and said, “You stay.”

The tall cultivator immediately walked to one side, a look of delight on his face.

Lu Yuansheng moved on to the second one.

“I am Liu Hu, I specialize in cultivating birds. I once raised a flock of Class 1 upper-grade Hundred Flowered Peacocks.”

“Specializes in birds… you stay as well.”

Lu Yuansheng carefully considered, and then decided.

The Qi Refining cultivator’s face turned bright with joy.

He could naturally see that this was indeed a rare opportunity.

Afterwards, Lu Yuansheng went on to ask several others.

However, the majority, either their types of beast cultivation seemed to be not very well accepted, or the grade of the beasts they cultivated were too low and were directly turned down by Lu Yuansheng.

“Could it be that he wants to cultivate a high-grade spirit beast?”

Wang Ba was slightly puzzled upon seeing this.

But out of his fear for Lu Yuansheng and the fact that Senior Brother Zhao had died at his hands, he did not plan to get involved in this matter.

He made up his mind:

“Later, just state that I can raise the Spirit Chicken well, the grade… 1 only specialize in the middle grade.”

In front of others, he had only ever shown a middle-grade Spirit Chicken.

Only Shen Fu and Bu Chan were aware that he had raised top grade Spirit Chickens.

Both of them were people who would not casually reveal his secrets.

As for the rest who had seen it, they were all long gone.

Quite quickly, Lu Yuansheng approached Wang Ba.

Wang Ba dared not show any excessive emotion in front of him and hurriedly said, “I, Wang Ba specialize in raising Spirit Chickens and have bred middle-grade ones.”

Upon hearing that Wang Ba was skilled in raising Spirit Chickens, a faint blue glow suddenly flashed across the deep darkness of Lu Yuansheng’s eyes.

However, upon hearing that Wang Ba had only raised middle-grade Spirit Chickens, he regretfully shook his head:

“What a pity.”

After saying that, he moved past Wang Ba.

Seeing this, Wang Ba secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had managed to fob him off!

It must be said that the Chief Deacon of the Tianmen Cult carried a profound dignity; standing before Wang Ba, he gave him a suffocating feeling.

Of course, it might also be due to the fact that the other’s realm far surpassed his own.

However, just then, Bai Yu suddenly stepped forward, whispering to Lu Yuansheng:

“Chief, although the grade of the Spirit Chickens this person raises is not high, the speed of his cultivation is very fast. Perhaps… he might be useful?”

Wang Ba, who thought he had escaped, felt everything darken before his eyes when he heard these words.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuansheng, however, seriously pondered for a moment, as if considering it, then seemed to think of something, suddenly turned around, and looked at Wang Ba with his dark currentless eyes:

“What did you say your name was just now?”

Wang Ba’s heart was tense, and he did not dare to neglect, “I, Wang Ba.”

“You used to raise chickens at Ding 87 Villa… was that you?”

Lu Yuansheng suddenly said.

Looking at Lu Yuansheng’s dark gaze, and then at the surprised, complicated, envious, and doubtful… various gazes from the cultivators around him. Even Bai Yu deliberately set his black hollow eyes on him.

Even without flesh and blood, he could feel the surprise and shock in Bai Yu’s eye sockets.

At this moment, Wang Ba, who was being focused on by so many people simultaneously, felt his face go numb.

Although he didn’t know why Lu Yuansheng remembered him, a small cultivator who raised chickens, or even that he had once raised chickens at Ding 87 Villa, this could be easily found out just by asking Yu Changchun, who knew him thoroughly.

Wang Ba dared not hide anything and quickly said:

“Yes, I did raise chickens at the Ding 87 Villa of the East Saint Sect previously… That’s why I know a little about raising chickens.”

Lu Yuansheng nodded slightly. His jawbone slightly opened, seemingly smiling:

“Heh, you should know my seventh younger brother, Lu Yuanfeng… Before he left, he specifically asked me to take care of you.”

At this point, the gazes of everyone around him changed.

Did he seriously manage to pull some strings?

Their gazes were filled with unabashed envy when they looked at Wang Ba.

Even within Bai Yu’s black hollow eyes, there seemed to be an added touch of solemnity.

Only Wang Ba seemed somewhat at a loss at this moment:

“Has Shopkeeper Lu… left?”

After the downfall of the East Saint Sect, he learned that the dead Lu Yuansheng had actually become the Chief Deacon of the Tianmen Cult, and he had not sought out the Lu family since then.

He originally thought that with Lu Yuansheng’s protection, the Lu Family would surely rise to the skies. Even if Lu Yuanfeng could not cultivate, he would most likely be able to enjoy his old age in peace.

But unexpectedly, he learned of the death of his old friend here.

Looking back, the acquaintances he had made at the East Saint Sect were now down to Zhao Feng, Ye Lingyu, and Yu Changchun.

And he only embarked on the path of cultivation five or six years ago.

It seemed as if Lu Yuansheng was also reminded of Lu Yuanfeng. He sighed sentimentally:

“Before my seventh brother’s departure, he mentioned that when the Lu Family was in trouble, you took great care of them. You even provided the Lu Family with Spirit Chickens. Your kindness was immense. Therefore…’

Wang Ba could feel the unmistakable jealousy in the eyes of the cultivators who failed the selection as they looked at him.

Even those selected cultivators, although they intentionally hid it, still showed a slight dislike towards Wang Ba for pulling strings.

However, Wang Ba couldn’t do anything about it. Who would know that he really didn’t want to get involved?

But after all, Lu Yuansheng was the Chief Deacon of the Tianmen Cult, the highest-ranking person after the Sect Hierarch and the Elders. If he were to refuse outright, even having been kind to the Lu family might cause him to turn hostile.

He merely didn’t wish to have any involvement with Lu Yuansheng, but it didn’t mean he was stubborn.

At that very moment, he was about to squeeze out a ‘grateful’ smile.

Only to hear Lu Yuansheng say:

“In that case, you should go back..”