Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

“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?”