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Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Death News i

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"It's fine?"

Wang Ba frowned with a bit of surprise.

It wasn't that he wanted the Precious Chicken to roll around in pain.

He was worried that the Tendon-Cutting Silkworm wouldn't work.

Without it working, there would be no hope for a Bloodline Breakthrough.

After observing for a while, there was still no change. Even the rooster seemed a bit impatient with his staring and was ready to stroll off.

Wang Ba thought for a bit, blocked the Precious Chicken, and placed a Spirit Stone in front of its beak.

The rooster nonchalantly took a bite.

The Tendon-Cutting Silkworm didn't come out of its mouth or nostrils.

It… shot out from its rear cloaca.

Its black body even had a hint of the color of chicken poop.

Wang Ba was disgusted, but he clearly saw that the Tendon-Cutting Silkworm had lost a small segment of its body.

"It worked!"

Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief.

The Tendon-Cutting Silkworm will continuously dissolve as it bites on the body's acupuncture points, eventually facilitating Qi flow.

Since the Tendon-Cutting Silkworm was getting shorter, it meant it was working.

So, without hesitation, Wang Ba mixed Spirit Stone powder and ground Chicken Internal Gold into the chicken feed and fed it to this rooster.

For convenience, he had already controlled the food intake of these twenty Precious Chickens yesterday.

So when the rooster saw the feed, its eyes lit up and it rushed over to eat.

In a short while, it finished off all the feed in the trough.

After eating, this Precious Chicken unusually found a corner, stood on one leg, and tucked its head under its wing.

Looking just like an ostrich.

After observing for a while and ensuring it wasn't sick, Wang Ba left it alone.

He simply used the remaining two portions of Spirit Stone powder and the Tendon-Cutting Silkworm on two other Precious Chickens and labelled them separately.

The two chickens were the same as the previous one, motionless after eating their feed.

It looked like they were a bit under the weather.

In the following days, Wang Ba was kept busy.

Making chicken feed during the day, feeding, cleaning, collecting eggs… during his free time, besides naming Jia 1 through Jia 6, he diligently ate the rest of the Spirit Chickens.

Finally, after eating six Spirit Chickens and immediately visualizing the Yin God, the drop of Power of the Yin God in the Yin's Government returned to the size of a peanut.

"It seems one drop of Power of the Yin God equals to eating seven to eight Spirit Chickens."

Wang Ba recorded the transformation of the Power of the Yin God and pondered on it.

He casually threw a discarded Spirit Insect into the mouth of Jia 5, who was fluttering around.

Jia 5 happily flapped its wings, ate the insect, and even rubbed against Wang Ba's thigh.

Quite affectionate.

Compared to the other Precious Chickens and Spirit Chickens, Jia 5 seemed a bit smarter. During Wang Ba's busy hours, it would often squat to the side, cocking its head to watch.

Wang Ba did not dismiss it and allowed it to dawdle around him.

He had raised Jia 5 mostly by himself and had a degree of affection for it.

During his free time, Wang Ba would train Jia 5, teaching it simple gestures or voice commands, such as "come here," "lie down," "fly," and even "go hide in Old Sun's room." It would obediently follow the instructions.

Compared with a smart and obedient puppy, it was not inferior at all.

The only flaw was that it pooped a lot.

Much more than the other Precious Chickens and Spirit Chickens.

So Wang Ba gave it a new name: Poo King.

This was probably the only joy in Wang Ba's life at the villa.

After seven or eight days of hard work, all twenty precious chickens were finally fed with spirit stone powder and infested with the tendon-cutting silkworm.

Perhaps the spiritual energy in the spirit stones was too plentiful for the precious chickens. After eating the stone powder, they all stopped eating.

No matter how much Wang Ba tried to feed them, it had no effect.

The greatly reduced demand for chicken feed from the villa had Old Hou a bit worried for him.

"Brother Wang, you should ask Mr. Xu from the Purification House to take a look. He's an expert in treating illnesses. Most of the hundreds of villas in Ding Villa turn to Mr. Xu when they have a problem."

"Thank you, I'll consider it when 1 get the chance."

Wang Ba responded with a seeming sense of concern.

Old Hou always chatted with Wang Ba after delivering the chicken feed.

This was one of the few ways Wang Ba got information from the outside world.

On that day, after delivering the chicken feed, Old Hou didn't rush off and mysteriously whispered:

"Speaking of which, it's not just your villa in the Ding Villa that has a problem." "Oh? Old Hou, tell me more."

Wang Ba appeared interested.

Seeing that, Old Hou was emboldened:

"I heard there's a chicken plague in Ding 54 Villa, many have died! And in Ding 16 Villa, a spirit beast raised by an elder from the outer sect escaped and ate one or two hundred precious chickens in one go!"

"That many!"

Wang Ba was heartbroken upon hearing this, if he had that many chickens, it could be exchanged for a lifespan of thousands of years!

Unfortunately, these were from Ding 16 Villa and had nothing to do with him.

"Well, it's one thing for the chickens to catch a disease, but they were eaten by the elder's spirit beast, will the elder not compensate?"

Wang Ba curiously asked.

"Of course he would, Ding Villa is raising chickens for the 'Beasts Room'. 1 heard the elder didn't dare to cover up anything. He specially sent his disciples to Ding 16 Villa to offer compensation, guess what it was?"

Old Hou began to create suspense but without waiting for Wang Ba's question, he couldn't help but reveal it, holding up a finger, excited:

"As much as a hundred spirit stones!"

"A hundred! My heavens, I've never seen that many in my life!"

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Wang Ba was alright though, despite his shocked expression, he wasn't too moved in his heart.

After all, he had possessed over forty spirit stones, and if he were willing to take the risk, he could have more.

After sighing for a while, Old Hou enviously said with a hint of jealousy:

"Song Lun of Ding 16 Villa has turned misfortune into a blessing this time!"

"Now he's going around buying precious chickens to fill the vacancy in his villa!"

"Even if he bought another two hundred, he'd still make a good profit. The elder is really generous!"

"Tsk Tsk! Who knows, in a few days he might come to you to buy a few! Don't forget to rip him off then!"

Wang Ba repeatedly waved his hand: "All my chickens are sick, there's no way anyone would want them."

That's what he said.

Unexpectedly in a few days, Song Lun of Ding 16 Villa really did pay a visit.

"Brother Wang, I think you know why I'm here. If you have any extra precious chickens, I'm willing to buy them at a high price."

The past-fifty, yet glamorous Song Lun saluted him, looking quite sincere.

Wang Ba was apologetic yet resolute: "Elder Brother Song, it's not that I'm unwilling to sell, but 1 truly don't have any extra precious chickens."

Song Lun's brows slightly furrowed.

But when he saw the wilted precious chickens behind Wang Ba, his brows finally relaxed. After some small talk, he left with disappointment.

A few days passed, and it was time for the supply day.

Deacon Li, as always, arrived on time, but this time he brought a piece of news that was somewhat surprising and shocking to Wang Ba.

"Old Sun is dead?"

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Success Cultivation! !

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"Yes, I only received the news yesterday too."

Deacon Li had a grim look on his face.

"Rumor has it that a brute broke into Old Sun's residence in the middle of the night and brutally murdered him! Old Sun's new concubines and more than ten servants were all ruthlessly killed. Their deaths were horrifying!"

"Strangely, several Spirit Stones and mundane treasures were found in Old Sun's bedroom, but the villain did not take them."

Wang Ba was shocked. He remembered how Old Sun had taken care of him when he first arrived at the mansion, and couldn't help but question:

"Deacon Li, this shouldn't be! Old Sun had cultivated to the ninth stage of the Body Strengthening Scripture, his strength was nearly a thousand pounds greater than that of an ordinary person. Which mortal thief could overpower him?"

Deacon Li hesitated for a moment before admitting:

"According to the scene, it seems… a cultivator might have been involved."

"A cultivator? An immortal? But why would an immortal lay hands on Old Sun?"

A chill ran through Wang Ba's heart. The first thing he thought of was the gold paper containing "Book of Yin God's Grand Dream," which Old Sun had given him before leaving.

"I don't know."

Deacon Li shook his head: "But no matter what, Old Sun was our Sect's Deacon. The Sect will surely not let this pass and will definitely thoroughly investigate it!"

If you know something, you must tell me."

"Yes, Yes!"

Wang Ba nodded repeatedly.

Deacon Li seemed to have no interest in chatting with Wang Ba. After verifying everything was accurate, he then hurriedly left with the precious chickens and eggs he had collected. He didn't even take the time to tour the premises.

This left the hidden Jia 1 to Jia 6 with no purpose.

However, Wang Ba slipped into deep thought.

Did Old Sun die suddenly because a cultivator intervened, or was it planned?

If it was an accident, then that would be the end of it.

But if it was intentional, then for what?

Revenge?

Or… was it for that piece of gold paper?

If it really was for the gold paper, and news of Old Sun's return home reached someone after he had been in the Sect for fifty years, it meant that the gold paper is of great interest to the other party.

And with a cultivator's means, it's more likely that Old Sun, a mere mortal, could not hide the secret.

Which means…

The other party might have already found out about my existence!

Upon realizing this, Wang Ba's face instantly turned a shade paler.

Because this means, if 1 plan to leave the Sect, it will be incredibly dangerous!

The other party would undoubtedly stake out me, just as they have staked out Old Sun!

Of course, this assumption may not be accurate and could just be Wang Ba overthinking things.

Furthermore, Wang Ba didn't actually plan on leaving the Sect anytime soon.

Nevertheless, always being cautious, this matter took root in his heart.

"Without Spiritual Roots, 1 will not leave the Sect!"

In the following days, he managed to perform the Lifespan Breakthrough on the remaining sixteen roosters.

He then absorbed their lifespan, killed them one by one, and ate them.

Although most of the Spirit Energy of the Spirit chickens was wasted, there was still quite a bit of Spirit Energy that, under the observation of the Yin God, turned into the Power of the Yin God.

In Yin's Government, the second and third drops gradually condensed.

With the strengthening of Yin God's power, his observation of the Spirit Energy became even more meticulous.

Wang Ba could vaguely see that among the twenty precious chickens that he had been feeding Spirit Stones, a few of them seemed to have a denser Spirit Energy, while the others had not changed much.

All of them were fed the same thing, yet there were such differences, signifying that the bloodline of a few chickens was more potent.

With limited resources, Wang Ba simply abandoned the ones that showed little change, keeping only six that performed well, feeding them once again with the pulverized Spirit Stones, implanting the Tendon-Cutting Silkworm, and then quietly waiting.

Like this, three months passed in the blink of an eye.

Old Hou heaved heavy breaths, helping Wang Ba carry the chicken feed onto the estate.

"1 am exhausted!"

"Have you heard? The young immortals of our Sect participated in some grand assembly, but it turns out that our guy came in last!"

Old Hou would usually chat with Wang Ba when delivering the chicken feed each day.

However, today's topic piqued Wang Ba's interest: "That I haven't heard of. Isn't our East Saint Sect considered very powerful?"

"Who knows!"

Old Hou just shook his head: "Speaking of strength, 1 heard that a while ago, one of the high-ranking Sect members got into a fight with an Elder of the 'Tianmen Cult'. Guess what? He sustained serious injuries! In my opinion, this Tianmen Cult seems more powerful!"

"Hush!"

Wang Ba quickly put a finger to his lips.

He had heard of this Tianmen Cult from Old Hou multiple times. It was said to be a virtuous Sect that cared for the suffering of the lower classes. It had suddenly sprung up in recent years, but its background remained a mystery.

However, as it gains momentum, it appears to have had some disputes with several local Sects.

As for the specifics, Old Hou did not know much due to his low status.

But recently from Old Hou's words, it seemed that he had quite a good impression of this Tianmen Cult.

Regardless, praising another discontented Sect within his own Sect, especially when one is merely a menial worker, was practically suicidal.

But Wang's cautious demeanor surprisingly drew a carefree attitude from Old Hou:

"Do you think the immortals have time to listen to us shooting the breeze?"

"They don't care about us lowly workers! Anyway, we'll always be people who cannot cultivate Spiritual Roots."

"Never able to cultivate a Spiritual Root?"

Wang Ba keenly seized on the keywords from Old Hou's mouth.

"Don't you know?"

Old Hou sneered, "We were deceived by the Sect!"

"Did you also practice the Body Strengthening Scripture? Ha! All that is a deception!"

"This thing, if you can't reach Stage X within three years, then there's no hope for you in your lifetime!"

"Three years?!"

Wang Ba was taken aback, how could he possibly complete the training in three years?

He knew very well that the Dharmas outlined in the Body Strengthening Scripture had to be practiced painstakingly, and couldn't be slacked on.

Unless he was like himself, with the ability to transport lifespan. As long as the lifespan was sufficient, there was hope to achieve it.

Otherwise, even a thousand years wouldn't necessarily be enough, let alone a mere three years.

Thinking of this, Wang Ba couldn't help but question, "Old Hou, who did you hear all this from?"

"Of course, it was from the Chengxian Society… cough!"

Old Hou's expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural, seeming to realize that he had let his mouth slip, he hastily made an excuse, "Hey, it's not really a secret, many people know about it!"

"Alright, I have to go deliver chicken feed! We'll chat more tomorrow."

Saying this, he hastily jumped into his cart and rode off with his donkey cart.

"The Chengxian Society?"

Wang Ba narrowed his eyes.

For some reason, the image of the portly Deacon Li suddenly flashed through his mind.

Several days passed.

Wang Ba looked with joy at the two Precious Chickens in front of him that were slowly transforming into Spirit Chickens, overjoyed.

"Finally did it!

"My guess was correct!"

Having expended thirty-two lower grade Spirit Stones and three gourds of Tendon-Cutting Silkworms, he had finally cultivated two Spirit Chickens on his own!

Even though they hadn't fully metamorphosed yet, with careful breeding, it wouldn't take long for them to successfully transform.

And this also meant that, with this method as a cover, he could finally feel secure about mass-producing Spirit Chickens.

He could put all the blame on this breeding method anyway.

After ten days.

As expected, Deacon Li arrived, a look of surprise on his plump face:

"You've actually bred Spirit Chickens?"

"And two at that!"

Wang Ba remained modest and cautious:

"I have to thank you for the book you borrowed for me, Deacon. It contained the method for breeding Spirit Chickens, which 1 studied and gained much from. After several attempts, I was lucky enough to breed these two."

Showing weakness alone isn't wise, displaying one's own ability appropriately can also make the Sect take notice of oneself.

This also makes it convenient for him to mass produce Spirit Chickens, harvesting lifespans later.

That's why he purposely gave away both of them.

After all, one could be a coincidence, but producing two at once is not something a coincidence can explain.

And that was exactly what Deacon Li was thinking.

As a deacon, he had more information.

Actually, the book "Everything about Poultry" was not much of a secret within the Sect, many people had seen it.

But the requirements for transforming Precious Chickens into Spirit Chickens scared most people off.

Are you kidding? A Spirit Chicken is worth how much? The Spirit Stones you spend breeding a Spirit Chicken could buy two to three hundred of them!

This led to the method of transforming Precious Chickens into Spirit Chickens being dismissed as worthless.

The Spirit Chickens on the market were mostly obtained through breeding, not cultivation.

Knowing this, he realized Wang Ba's importance even more profoundly.

Thoughts raced through his mind, and he quickly made up his mind.

He reached out and grabbed Wang Ba's arm solemnly, saying:

"Brother, this matter is very important, I must report this to the Sect immediately!"

"However, the Sect is busy recruiting new members at the moment, so the Elders might not have time to respond immediately."

"But rest assured, you will not be forgotten!"

"Oh, and it's best not to spread around your achievement of breeding Spirit Chickens, got it?"

Having said that, he hurriedly left with the two Spirit Chickens.

"Sect recruitment?"

Wang Ba mused.

There were generally two ways to join a Sect, one was to apply directly and the other was to wait for the Sect's mass recruitment.

Wang Ba chose the first option.

But unfortunately, he didn't have a Spiritual Root, so he had to make do with using money to pull some strings and work as a handyman.

Almost ten months had passed in a flash, and now thinking about it, it felt like it had happened in a previous life.

After a moment of silent sigh, Wang Ba didn't think too much of it. Since he had already demonstrated his value to the Sect through Deacon Li, he could then confidently go to the market to collect Precious Chickens.

This time, he was preparing to rush straight through the Body Strengthening Scripture!