Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 243: Chapter 45: Reaching an Agreement_2

“Since you claim such loyalty to me, why not just kill yourself?”

Within his smile, there lay a hint of unspeakable cruelty and frigidity.

Yet what once again surprised Lu Yuansheng was that upon hearing his words, Wang Ba quickly took out a Spirit Beast Bag from his waist. Showing due reverence, he placed it in front of him carefully.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand, condensed Mana and moved to strike his own head!

Lu Yuansheng sneered slightly, watching quietly.

He truly didn’t believe that Wang Ba would commit suicide.

Any Cultivator, even when knowing they are outmatched, will still muster up a final fight.

Although Bai Yu, with his skeletal face, showed no emotions, his dark, hollow eye sockets were fixed on Wang Ba.

The palm endowed with Mana moved swiftly. To Lu Yuansheng’s amazement, with almost no hesitation, it slammed forcefully onto Wang Ba’s own head!

Lu Yuansheng didn’t even have time to prevent it!

Hum!

A light emanated from a Magic Tool right on Wang Ba’s forehead!

Wang Ba artlessly lowered his hand and then said with a start, “My apologies,

Elder, I had forgotten about the automatic protective field of the Magic Tool. I’ll remove it now.”

And with that, he promptly discarded a Class II, middle grade defensive tool.

Raising his hand, he made to strike his head without any hesitation.

Bai Yu, who was watching from the side, couldn’t help but drop his jaw.

Did this Wang fellow have a vendetta against himself?

However, this time, Wang Ba wasn’t able to strike himself.

The powerful Mana of the Golden Core expert easily blocked Wang Ba’s hand in mid-air.

Simultaneously, with a flick of his Mana, he snatched the Spirit Beast Bag in front of Wang Ba.

To the head of the palace, Lu Yuansheng gently opened the Spirit Beast Bag in his hand.

Immediately, a hint of undisguised surprise shows in his eyes, and he even sat upright to earnestly regard Wang Ba:

Class II Superior Spirit Chicken… You’ve managed to cultivate it?”

Wang Ba behaved respectfully, as if he had never attempted suicide, and promptly replied, “Yes, just before the Heavenly Gate Order was handed down, I was conveniently gathering materials for the Bloodline Breakthrough of Spirit Chickens near Jiantao Station. Sadly, I didnot manage to report back to East Saint station in time…”

Lu Yuanshen squinted at Bai Yu.

Bai Yu understood and astutely sent a sound transmission symbol.

Before long, a sound transmission symbol flew back. Bai Yu quickly read it, nodded at Lu Yuanshen.

Lu Yuansheng, receiving confirmation, looked at Wang Ba with newfound respect.

Training a Class 1 Superior Spirit Chicken to a Class II Superior in less than ten years.

Even as the former senior disciple of the outer East Saint Sect, although he didn’t delve much into the Way of Beast Tamer, he still recognized the value of this ability.

One could even say that, even among the disciples and elders of the Beast Room in East Saint Sect, there might not be three people who could achieve this!

Even Cheng Shu, who had also recently cultivated a Class II Superior Spirit Chicken, paled in comparison!

After all, before this, Wang Ba was merely a Qi Refining Cultivator.

The realms between them were vastly disparate, yet the time taken to cultivate a Class II Superior Spirit Chicken was similarly short, which sufficed to prove Wang Ba’s talent in The Way of the Beast Tamer.

Thus, at this moment, Lu Yuansheng was having second thoughts.

“Should I kill him, or spare him?”

Yet Wang Ba seemed entirely oblivious to Lu Yuansheng’s internal struggle, and continued to bow his head respectfully, replying:

“In the process of cultivating Spirit Chickens, I slowly discovered a pattern. I believe that as long as there arc enough materials, within at most ten years, I should be able to reach the threshold of a Class III Spirit Chicken…”

Class III Spirit Chicken!

Upon hearing Wang Ba’s words, Bai Yu could not help but inhale sharply.

Class III, namely the Golden Core, was a realm he had always longed for but never achieved!

Could Wang Ba really have the potential to cultivate a Spirit Beast of that level?!

Although Lu Yuansheng was somewhat calmer, he was similarly startled.

The difference between Class III and Class II Superior might appear insignificant, but the gap between the two is as vast as heaven and earth.

If Wang Ba could really cultivate a Class III Spirit Beast…

Thump, thump, thump.

Unable to resist putting his hand down, Lu Yuansheng began to tap the seat with his finger.

The balance within him was gradually tipping towards one side.

Killing Wang Ba would merely relieve his emotional stress.

If he allowed Wang Ba to stay alive, perhaps on some future day…

Something seemed to occur to Lu Yuanshen, as a cold light flashed in his eyes, only to vanish in an instant.

At the same time, he also vaguely discerned the purpose behind Wang Ba’s actions.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly spoke, “Bai Yu, you can go.”

Bai Yu looked startled, unable to understand why, but, after glancing at Wang Ba, he left the palace.

Without Bai Yu, only Wang Ba and Lu Yuansheng remained in the palace.

As for the Human Puppet guards, under the powerful Mana of the Golden Core cultivators, they could neither hear nor see anything.

“Speak up. What terms do you have?”

With no one else present, Lu Yuansheng coldly regarded Wang Ba.

But Wang Ba still remained humble and respectful. “How could I dare to suggest any terms to the Elder?”

Seeing that Wang Ba was still in the same demeanor, Lu Yuansheng pondered for a moment and spoke bluntly:

“You don’t want to go to the front line?”

Without waiting for Wang Ba to reply, he continued, “Give that thought up. The order for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to join the front line was mandated personally by the Sect Hierarch. The Sect Hierarch meticulously handpicked every name on that list. Therefore, I can’t aid you in avoiding your duties.”

At least, not until the battle with the Five Major Sects is over.”

Wang Ba’s heart sank at his words.

Handpicked by the Sect Hierarch?

Although Wang Ba had a sinking feeling that there might be a problem buried somewhere, he had already mentally prepared himself. Not attempting to hide anything anymore, he asked,

“Elder, my Dao companion is only at Stage VIII of Qi Refining. Can she be exempted from going to the front line?”

Lu Yuansheng pondered for a moment, then nodded unambiguously, “Yes, I can make that decision. However… Well, tell me, in the shortest amount of time, when can you cultivate a Class III Spirit Chicken?”

Seeing Lu Yuansheng speaking with such deliberate ambiguity, although unaware of his intentions, Wang Ba promptly answered, “I should be able to do it within ten years!”

“It’s not should. I need a definite answer!”

“Nine years!”

Wang Ba immediately responded.

Nine years, by then, he should be able to escape, right?

Lu Yuansheng pondered over this silently, but didn’t doubt it.

In his eyes, with Wang Ba’s talent, given his own support, spending nine years to cultivate a Golden Core Spirit Chicken was indeed very likely.

He nodded again and didn’t say anything more, “Survive this calamity, then take good care of the Spirit Chickens in the station.”

He then tossed the Class II Superior Spirit Chicken back at him.

“Yes!”

Upon reaching an agreement, Wang Ba quickly took his leave.

Only Lu Yuansheng remained in the palace, his gaze flickering.

“Class III…. Should be enough, right?”