Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Such seemingly flashy curses actually had moderate power and could only be used on cultivators at the Qi Refining stage.

When encountering a foundation establishment cultivator like himself, the curses either inflict various negative states upon him, or directly attack his soul.

Attempting to act directly on the physical body from a distance was not that simple.

Of course, Wang Ba did not underestimate Master Yusha in the slightest.

With his realm, killing Wang Ba using a curse would still be quite easy.

When Master Yusha sensed the fear among the crowd below, he nodded with satisfaction.

Fear, how great!

If they did not fear, how could the Tianmen Cult rule over them with the Spirit Sending Sign?

But still, he spoke:

“Among you, while some have not fled, some have done many things to betray our Sect.”

“We know very well who these people are.”

“However, the Sect Hierarch is magnanimous and is willing to give you another chance. Those who voluntarily admit their mistakes are still our sect members, if you do not confess… hehe!”

The cultivators beneath him looked at each other with suspicion and caution.

But what made Yusha slightly cold was that despite the passage of a long time, no one stepped forward.

“Hmph.”

Yusha snorted coldly.

“I will say no more, don’t blame me for not warning you!”

Immediately, he put away the magic jar and left with a flick of his sleeve.

The crowd looked at each other in confusion but could only resume their work.

However, they all became noticeably more wary of one another.

After Wang Ba completed the palace construction mission, he immediately found a secluded mountain recess with Bu Chan and Shen Fu, opened up an immortal cave, and began cultivating.

The chicken farm on the shore of South Lake had been leveled, and the spirit field was destroyed due to the overflow of spiritual lineage.

Luckily, the spirit beasts in the chicken farm had already been taken by Wang Ba to Jiantao Station.

The higher-grade ones were always carried on his person.

Since the East Saint Station’s construction was not yet completed, they couldn’t leave.

Of course, this did not hinder the cultivation of Wang Ba’s Second Dantian.

Since he was already a foundation establishment cultivator, and with the currently ample supply of chicken essence, his Second Dantian, created using ‘Meteor Flame Iron’, had average qualification. However, he managed to reach Qi Refining Stage III in just a few days.

“Cultivation Method…”

“If there’s a matching method for the ‘Gold Fire’ suitable for the Second Dantian, and if the cultivation method’s stage is higher, maybe the speed could be faster.”

Feeling the slowly rotating mana in his Second Dantian, Wang Ba shook his head slightly.

He’d been distressed about not having a good cultivation method for a long time.

Wang Ba had been searching for better cultivation methods.

He’d unfortunately looked at quite a few in the Nichang Ghost Market and Linglong Ghost Market but none appealed to him.

Those suitable for gold and fire styles were many but mostly common.

“It’s a pity I can’t go to Jiantao Station now, otherwise I could look in the Linglong Ghost Market.”

Wang Ba felt a slight regret.

The Linglong Ghost Market on the first floor opens every month, and it happens to be the full moon these two days, which is when the Ghost Market opens.

“I wonder when we’ll be allowed to go to other stations.”

Wang Ba sighed.

Not long afterward.

When he received another task notification and had to go to the square, he was stunned by what he saw.

Five corpses were hung high in the center of the square, the most conspicuous place.

One of them was Wang Ba’s acquaintance.

Wearing a white Daoist robe stained with dust and blood, footprints were even visible.

His previously moon-like face and starry eyes now showed anger and violence.

“Dong Qiyu…”

Wang Ba sighed silently.

But he wasn’t too surprised.

He had foreseen the man’s end long ago, and had always tried to avoid tangling with him.

“These people betrayed the secrets of our Sect, gave them to the leftover evil of the East Saint Sect, and even secretly supplied them with resources! They deserve to die! The Sect Hierarch is merciful and promised to spare those who confessed. But they remained stubborn.”

In the middle of the square, a Heresy Cultivator angrily lashed out at the five corpses.

Wang Ba recognized him. It was Jing Kuang.

Now his aura was also at the foundation establishment realm.

Wang Ba kept silent for a while, completed the task, and left alone.

However, not long after he began walking, he was stopped by a figure that had suddenly come flying.

“Bai, Brother Bai?”

Wang Ba looked at the cultivator in front of him, whose skin and flesh looked almost human, and couldn’t help but express surprise.

If it weren’t for the man’s aura, he wouldn’t have recognized him.

Bai Yu nodded at Wang Ba with a smile.

Then he said something that made Wang Ba’s heart tighten.

“Elder Lu wants to see you.”