East Sea Fish Head

Cultivating immortality was too hard, with no Spiritual Root, Wang Ba accepted his lot in life.
He chose to join a Sect, becoming a servant in charge of raising chickens.
But the moment he touched a chicken, he realized that his path to immortality might be a little different!

Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Is this the Dao of the Little Cang World?"


Wang Ba stood there blankly, his gaze sweeping around.


No, there was no longer any distinction between up or down, left or right here. All he could see were the strands of the 'Dao', black and white, difficult for even him to comprehend, densely woven like a web, overlapping together, horizontally and vertically extending throughout the space he was observing.


Forming a dynamic mosaic of interwoven black and white.


These 'Dao' are intricately connected, merging with unimaginable subtlety.


Clearly, there are only two lines, black and white, yet every seemingly simple crossing, overlapping, and weaving at a 'node' seems to be able to generate something completely new and different.


With Wang Ba's current mastery over various Dao, he could barely discern the more prominent 'nodes'.


His heart stirred slightly, and the webs rapidly expanded in his consciousness:


"This is water... this should be Mu..."


Chapter 120: The Battle Begins