Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1001: Chapter 40 Qiu Zhongqiu_4 Chapter 1001: Chapter 40 Qiu Zhongqiu_4 “And as the name Ninefold Luo Heaven implies, there are nine levels.

Each level can refine the body anew, making it unaffected by the original cultivation method.

After the ninth level, the body can reach a state of utmost perfection, and thereafter, whether you wish to teach her the cultivation methods of Myriad Laws or any other, there will be no impact.”

Wang Ba’s eyes immediately lit up.

He firmly memorized Ling Weizi’s words.

“We’ve arrived.”

Just then, Hu Zaixi, who was leading the way, suddenly spoke up.

Wang Ba curiously raised his head and saw a small palace that blended perfectly with its surroundings.

Stepping inside, he found, indeed, that it was a world unto itself.

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“This is the temporary palace for the Ghost Market Guardian, but it’s fine for us to stay here as well,”

Hu Zaixi explained.

Soon enough, cultivators served them hot tea.

“Martial Uncle, why isn’t the Ghost Market Guardian here?”

Wang Ba asked, puzzled.

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“Him?

He’s been busy searching for Dao Secrets these days.”

Hu Zaixi shook his head and said, “According to his habits, he should be back in a day or two.

Speaking of which, he has some connection with your Martial Uncle Qi…”

“Old Hu!”

Ling Weizi reminded him with a sentence.

Realizing his slip of the tongue, Hu Zaixi hastily laughed and changed the subject:

“Right, on your way here, you didn’t run into any troublesome Rob Cultivators, did you?”

Wang Ba had already learned about the Ghost Market Guardian Qiu Zhongqiu’s circumstances and was clear about the situation.

He smiled and went with the flow:

“Of course we did, but they were mostly dealt with by Enforcer Li.”

Li Yingfu, however, lightly shook his head:

“Not long ago, we ran into Yan Wuxiong from the primitive Demon Sect.”

“Yan Wuxiong?”

Ling Weizi’s expression became slightly tense: “He ran into you?

What happened then?”

Li Yingfu said admiringly, “Yan Wuxiong wanted to search our carriage to find that Rogue Cultivator who stole the Dao Secret.

It was the Right Enforcer who stepped forward, scaring him off with a fake ‘Spirit Rhinoceros Stone’!”

“Spirit Rhinoceros Stone?”

Hu Zaixi looked confused, while Ling Weizi frowned and pondered, then quickly realized:

“Did Yan Wuxiong deliberately refuse to acknowledge that you were from the Wanxiang Sect?”

“Indeed, Martial Uncle Ling Weizi can’t be fooled.”

Wang Ba exclaimed.

Ling Weizi said indifferently, “Such tricks are easy to see through.”

The group settled down, and cultivators brought them tea.

Wang Ba, holding the spirit tea, then asked curiously:

“By the way, I heard from Master Song that both martial uncles came here to deal with the disappearance of some cultivators…”

As soon as Wang Ba mentioned this,

Ling Weizi couldn’t help but pour out his grievances to Wang Ba:

“It’s all because your Martial Uncle Hu couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

During the sect assembly, in front of so many people, he questioned the acting sect master…

As a result, he was sent here, and I was worried that your Martial Uncle Hu wouldn’t think things through and land himself in big trouble, so I volunteered to accompany him here.”

Hu Zaixi chuckled embarrassingly twice, and seeing the admiring glances from Wang Ba and the others, he couldn’t help but puff out his chest and say:

“Exactly!

Elder Xun’s temperament is simply not suited to be a sect master…”

“Junior Brother Hu, you can eat spirit food indiscriminately, but you can’t speak carelessly.”

A cheerful voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Wang Ba instinctively looked towards the palace doorway.

Several cultivators hurried in from outside the hall.

The leader wore a wide brown robe and simply fixed his hair with a bamboo pin.

His nose was as prominent as a gallbladder, his eyebrows sharp like swords merging into his hairline, and his gaze profound.

He seemed both exceedingly simple and extremely sharp.

“Hehe, Martial Uncle Qiu, old Hu has always been so muddled, as you well know,”

Martial Uncle Ling Weizi stood up first, smiling as he greeted the newcomers, then preempting any response, he asked:

“During this trip, did you find any news of the Dao Secret?”

Wang Ba and others also quickly stood up, with Wang Qingyang still somewhat puzzled, but Zhou Luye quickly pulled him up with a swift move.

Martial Uncle Qiu scanned the group, his eyes briefly pausing on Wang Ba before suddenly showing a smile.

With the appearance of his smile, the atmosphere in the entire hall relaxed significantly.

He spoke casually:

“What else could happen?

That fat-headed Rogue Cultivator snatched the Dao Secret and has been out of sight ever since, and now we’re just not willing to give up without clarification…

These few here seem unfamiliar; are they disciples sent out on missions by the Sect?”

Martial Uncle Ling Weizi, with a smile, pointed towards Lou Yi, Tao Ruyi, and the others, introduced them briefly then turned to Wang Ba and said:

“This Martial Nephew Wang, though a Golden Core, now holds the position of Right Enforcer in Diwu Hall and also serves as Vice Minister of both the Spirit Food Department and the Beast Department…”

“He is the Right Enforcer for Diwu Hall?”

Martial Uncle Qiu appeared somewhat surprised and then, as if something occurred to him, he suddenly frowned and looked at Wang Ba:

“You are in the Beast Department…

Are you from Chonggu Peak or a disciple from Shou Peak?”

Wang Ba composedly replied, “To answer Martial Uncle, I am a disciple of the Invincible Yao Wudi from Wanfa Peak.”

“Yao Wudi?”

Martial Uncle Qiu’s brows relaxed slightly, and soon his face took on an extra degree of politeness:

“So you are a disciple of Master Yao.”

After conversing briefly with Wang Ba, he then said with a smile:

“I have someone here who is quite adept at Beast Control, named ‘Yang Gongyi.’ He came to us from the Chu many years ago, and some of his Beast Control techniques differ substantially from those practiced within our Sect.

If Enforcer Wang is interested, you could gain much by exchanging ideas with him.”

“Oh?”

Wang Ba’s eyes brightened.

Martial Uncle Qiu then turned his attention back to Martial Uncle Ling Weizi:

“How is it then, how much progress have you made in the investigation of the disappearing cultivators?”

Martial Uncle Ling Weizi shook his head slightly:

“It’s still not going well; with cultivators all over Sen State, the disappearance of one or two simply goes unnoticed.

Because of this, we plan to issue a Marking Talisman to everyone so that if anyone else disappears, we’ll know immediately.”

“Isn’t that a pretty good method?”

Martial Uncle Qiu seemed puzzled.

“The method is good in theory, but it’s not very practical.

It’s easy to get the Sect powers within Sen State to wear the Marking Talisman, but it’s impossible for those foreign cultivators, including Rob Cultivators, who hide everywhere, to accept a talisman from someone else,”

Martial Uncle Ling Weizi expressed with regret.

Upon hearing Ling Weizi’s words, Qiu Zhongqiu also immediately realized the problem.

He frowned and said,

“That’s true, and with Sen State being so large, it’s unrealistic to cover the entire area.

Once someone wants to hide, we simply cannot find them.”

Just then, Wang Ba suddenly spoke up:

“Martial Uncle, why don’t you discuss it with me in detail?”

“Perhaps, by pooling our wisdom, we could come up with a solution?”

Martial Uncle Ling Weizi looked at Wang Ba, slightly puzzled:

“Discuss with you?”