ha ha

Wang Ba was dumbfounded.

He nodded his head, and then asked somewhat nervously:

"Senior brother, how is Bu Chan now…"

Zhao Feng had not met Bu Chan before, but Wang Ba had shown Zhao Feng what Bu Chan looked like during their leisure chats.

Hearing Wang Ba's words, Zhao Feng understood his anxiety and immediately said:

"She was on the brink of death when I arrived, due to exhaustion of her mana and injuries inflicted by a Rank III magical instrument."

Wang Ba's heart tightened instantly.

But a smile soon crept onto Zhao Feng's face:

"But don't worry, Tang Ji, the senior from the Linglong Ghost Market, took her away personally not long ago, promising to cure her wounds."

"Tang took her away?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba felt an immediate relief.

Tang Ji was an immortal master of the Nascent Soul level. With countless treasures in the Linglong Ghost Market, it shouldn't be too difficult to heal a Foundation Establishment cultivator's injuries.

But what puzzled him was how did Tang Ji come to know about his situation?

And why would he personally heal Bu Chan?

It's not difficult to guess the former, since with a Fragrance Plaque available, a Nascent Soul realm master could detect it with just a slight sense.

As for the latter, he couldn't figure it out.

Of course, he didn't know that Tang Ji had watched the entire process and admired Bu Chan's character and integrity, which motivated him to treat her.

Even though he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think too much about it. As long as Bu Chan was safe and sound, he felt as if a huge weight was lifted from his chest. He quickly thought of something else.

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In a hurry, he asked Zhao Feng,

"Senior Brother, did you see a small monkey when you were dealing with the spirit beasts earlier? It was about… this tall."

A touch of admiration flashed across Zhao Feng's face and he pointed not too far away.

"Are you talking about this one?"

Wang Ba followed Zhao Feng's direction and looked over.

Immediately, he saw a small monkey on a big tree branch, its entire body covered with healing salves. The monkey was sitting with its eyes closed, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

It was the Wu Monkey King.

Even through the salves, Wang Ba could see the monkey's severe injuries.

Zhao Feng sighed and said,

"When I arrived, I found it had rushed over too, with most of its flesh torn off and its intestines exposed…"

"Such a brave monkey!"

"I wanted to heal it, but it resisted. I had to give it these healing salves, it put them on by itself."

Listening to Zhao Feng's words, Wang Ba couldn't help but feel touched.

His gaze deepened at the sight of the Wu Monkey King, giving him a renewed understanding of the term 'spirit beast'.

However, since the Wu Monkey King was still alive, it eased his worry for a moment.

He would tend to it later.

Zhao Feng then asked with concern,

"How's your recovery?"

Wang Ba felt up his body and nodded, "Almost fully recovered."

Under the protection of the Fragrance Plaque, he had not been injured at all. Even during the confrontation with Yuan Wenzhi, the Azure Spirit Turtle had blocked the attacks for him so he barely had any injuries.

The only damage was from squeezing his Dantian to its maximum capacity, causing a slight tearing sensation when circulating his Qi.

However, perhaps due to his exertion, he felt that the rate at which his Dantian produced Mana had increased a bit.

It was a blessing in disguise.

By now, in his sleep, over half of his Dantian had replenished.

He was back to his normal state.

Zhao Feng nodded at his words and said, "Come with me."

Wang Ba was slightly confused.

However, he still followed Zhao Feng to fly over the lake.

Zhao Feng pointed his fingers and made a sword gesture, slashing at the lake below.

In an instant, a sword-light fell, silently bisecting the lake!

What surprised Wang Ba was that the lake water could not gather back together at the place where the sword-light had cut through.

What shocked him even more was that there was a body he recognized very well in the center of the lake bottom.

"Yuan Wenzhi!"

Wang Ba's pupils narrowed, and a wave of killing intent surged in his heart.

"He's still alive!"

Yuan Wenzhi right now was in a terrible state.

His robe was tattered and bloody.

He only had two limbs left, and there were wounds, holes and bite marks all over his body.

Even the aura of a Golden Core cultivator was exceedingly weak. Above his head, a sword-light of Zhao Feng's was spinning, suppressing him.

Obviously, he was pinned down here by Zhao Feng.

Seeing the water part and the emergence of Zhao Feng and Wang Ba, Yuan Wenzhi tried to struggle to get up, but under the suppression of the sword-light, he couldn't move at all!

"Senior brother, what is this…"

Wang Ba couldn't help looking at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng admitted frankly, "When I arrived, I saw your spirit beast biting him, so I thought he might still be of some use to you. I captured him and locked him up here."

"If he's of no use, just kill him."

Listening to Zhao Feng's words,Wang Ba didn't know what to say.

Letting Yuan Wenzhi be bit to death by the spirit beasts was Wang Ba's initial intention.

Only that could vent the anger in his heart.

But after a moment of thought, he shook his head and said,

"Wait, Senior Brother. I have some questions for him."

The two then descended.

"Shen Fu, let me go, I won't seek revenge, I promise…"

Under the suppression of sword-light, Yuan Wenzhi couldn't move; He began to beg Wang Ba frantically.

"Shen Fu?"

Zhao Feng looked at Wang Ba thoughtfully.

"I took that name to evade detection by Tianmen Cult."

Wang Ba explained casually.

He then turned to Yuan Wenzhi.

A prestigious Golden Core cultivator, with his cultivation base gone, had no difference from an ordinary cultivator.

Ragged and powerless, as insignificant as an ant.

He asked sternly,

"Are you part of the Incense Fire Dao?"

Under the sword-light, Yuan Wenzhi was begging for mercy, his face became pale and revealed a trace of shock,

"You… how did you find out?! When did you discover it…"

Zhao Feng beside him also turned to look at Yuan Wenzhi.

Wang Ba remained expressionless.

In fact, when he first met Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, he didn't have any suspicions.

It was only after the three major sects came knocking on his door, forcing him to choose sides, that Zhang Tailai's behavior made him suspicious.

Zhang Tailai's performance at that time was entirely different from the impression he usually gave to others.

Although he seemed brash and reckless, he was able to strike straight at the heart of the matter.

On the surface, he had blocked the pressure from the three sects for Wang Ba. In reality, he had stirred up suspicion from Xuli Sect towards him.

Perhaps because of this, Xuli Sect became intent on killing him.

This was not something a slow-witted person could do.

"What's your purpose for getting close to me?"

Wang Ba coldly continued to question.

A struggle showed on Yuan Wenzhi's face, "If I tell you… will you let me go?"

"No choice."

Wang Ba's voice was devoid of warmth, "Even if you don't tell me, I already know. Is it to use me as a cover to sow chaos in Yan State?"

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"You, you…"

A sudden sense of surprise and panic flits across Yuan Wenzhi's eyes, yet he doesn't speak again.

Witnessing Yuan Wenzhi's reaction, Wang Ba's eyes flickered with understanding.

It seemed his guess was correct.

If he had just suspected Zhang Tailai of inciting discord between him and the three major sects, what happened later, after he unwittingly discovered the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators and purposely captured them to bring them outside Yong'an City, affirmed his suspicion to seventy or eighty percent.

He had clearly only released one Thunder Seed himself, and later, he used the Teleportation Talisman to leave.

But during the gap when he was teleporting back to his mansion, a second Thunder Seed appeared.

During this short span of three to four breaths, no one knew who had released it.

In Yong'an City, the only one who could do this, and who returned smelling heavily of gunpowder, was Zhang Tailai, the single Golden Core cultivator present at the time.

Afterwards, the three major sects started cracking down on the Rogue Cultivators in Yong'an City.

Using the excuse that Wang Ba was the pride of the rogue cultivators, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, who had returned, took extra care of Wang Ba.

However, they turned a blind eye to the rogue cultivators being captured right before their eyes.

This eventually confirmed Wang Ba's suspicions.

These two were probably in cahoots with the Incense-burning Dao.

Although at that time he did not understand why the duo approached him, Wang Ba subsequently tried his best to keep his distance from them.

But he wasn't overly scared.

The power of his Yin God can conceal both him and Bu Chan, which was effective even on the Golden Core cultivator. Also, the ample resources in reserve were enough for him to fool the two.

In addition, he had the Teleportation Talisman as a backup.

If anything went wrong, he could just run away in advance.

What he didn't expect was the sudden arrival of the three major sects, forcing him and Bu Chan to go to Zhenling Palace, rendering the Teleportation Talisman useless.

Seizing this opportunity, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai followed them.

What surprised Wang Ba even more was the sudden appearance of the Yin God's Descent, preventing him from using either his Soul Power or Mana, leaving him in a deeply passive situation.

All these thoughts crossed Wang Ba's mind in a flash. With a cold expression, he continued with his interrogation:

"To which branch of the Incense-burning Dao do you belong?"

"Why have you been persistently targeting me?"

"Do you have any other plans coming here?"

However, facing Wang Ba's queries, Yuan Wenzhi gritted his teeth and said:

"If you let me go and promise not to harm me, I'll tell you!"

"Otherwise, you'll never find out!"

Upon hearing Yuan Wenzhi's words, a trace of chilling cold surged in Wang Ba's eyes.

He turned his head and asked Zhao Feng:

"Senior brother, do you have a way to harm his soul?"

"Soul?"

Zhao Feng responded with a puzzled expression.

However, after thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly and asked, "To what extent do I need to do this?"

"Just don't obliterate him!"

Zhao Feng perceived the harshness and fierceness in Wang Ba's tone. He couldn't help recalling the terrible injuries Bu Chan sustained when he saw him, and he sighed quietly. He didn't speak further, instead concentrating and extending a small sword-light to Wang Ba.

Zhao Feng simultaneously reminded him, "It's only natural to seek revenge for grievances, but be careful not to lose your nature."

Receiving the sword-light from Zhao Feng's hand, Wang Ba fell silent for a moment after hearing his words, then nodded and said:

"Don't worry, Senior Brother."

Having said that, a thought crossed his mind.

He flourished the small sword-light in his hand. The sword-light above Yuan Wenzhi's head also simultaneously descended rapidly!

"Ah—"

The sword-light silently sliced through Yuan Wenzhi's skull.

Without a scratch remaining on Yuan Wenzhi's body, the whole person contracted, uttering a desperate cry of horror!

"I… I'll… tell… "

Expressionless, Wang Ba's eyes flickered with a trace of savagery. The sword-light in his hand continued to flicker, and the sound of screams echoed in his ears.

Zhao Feng watched, shook his head slightly, and directly flew out.

As a member of East Saint Sect's Rectification Room, he was no stranger to various types of punishment and did not disapprove of them.

However, he didn't exactly enjoy it, so he decided to leave first and let Wang Ba vent his anger before discussing it further.

After he left,

The screams of Yuan Wenzhi that echoed from the depths of the lake gradually weakened…

After a long while,

The small sword-light in Wang Ba's hand suddenly stopped.

Staring at Yuan Wenzhi, who was lying limp on the ground and barely breathing, most of his fury subsided.

After all, he was a person of mild temperament and not extreme. He would choose revenge and choose torture because of hatred.

But after the torture, his true nature gradually returned.

Having experienced these changes, his original heart had been honed and polished quite a bit.

Yuan Wenzhi laid on the ground, no longer having any strength to beg for mercy. His mouth was slanted, drooling, and his expression dull as if he were an idiot.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Ba didn't hesitate anymore.

A trace of inconspicuous blood-red flashed in his eyes.

In Yuan Wenzhi's eyes, the same flash of blood-red barely appeared.

The next moment,

Yuan Wenzhi's face suddenly returned to normal, and he sat up straight, looking reverential as he said:

"Wenzhi pays respect to the divine spirit."

Half a day later,

Wang Ba looked contemplative.

"Chipo Lineage, Well God Lineage, Shihuo Lineage…"

These three were the main forces of the Incense-burning Dao that had conquered Wei State and waged war with Chu for ten years.

Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai were manipulated by a Class IV cultivator from the Well God Lineage in Wei State, and since then they served the Incense-burning Dao. After returning to Yan State, they fueled the disagreements between the Rogue Cultivators and the Sects, and between the Three Major Sects and Zhenling Palace.

Of those targeted, naturally, was himself, who had been recognized far and wide for concocting Class II chicken essence.

With the information he wanted,

Wang Ba expressionlessly retrieved a Class II top grade male Spirit Chicken from his Spirit Beast Bag and handed it to Yuan Wenzhi.

A hint of a joyous smile spread across Yuan Wenzhi's face:

"Thank you for bestowing me this extraordinary body, Divine Spirit."

"Wenzhi will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

Having said that, he closed his eyes and concentrated without delay. A wisp of fragmented soul detached from between his brows and hovered over the male Spirit Chicken, whose eyes seemed dim.

After some time, a trace of intelligence flashed across the male Spirit Chicken's eyes.

It bowed its head respectfully to Wang Ba.

"From now on, you'll be known as Jia 17."

"Cluck, cluck!"