Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1178: Chapter 90 Location_4 Chapter 1178: Chapter 90 Location_4 “These two cultivators above, haven’t you found them yet?”

Although Wang Ba’s expression did not change upon hearing this, a trace of disappointment still flashed in his eyes.

After briefly chatting with Wang Haitong, Wang Ba declined the other party’s invitation for a banquet and left the Wanzhou School.

“Chief Division Master, where should we go now?”

Li Yingfu couldn’t help but ask.

Wang Ba stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the endless forest beneath, which was like a cotton blanket.

He couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

The situation was more troublesome than he had imagined.

Apart from the partly true and partly false information given by Qiu Zhongqiu, he had gained nothing.

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“The Wanzhou School hasn’t found anything, and we don’t have any other acquaintances here who could help us investigate thoroughly.”

Li Yingfu said with regret.

However, Wang Ba was suddenly reminded of something and a smile appeared on his face:

“Who says we don’t have acquaintances here?”

Li Yingfu was stunned: “Who?”

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“East Saint Sect!”

…

In a forest some distance from the Wanzhou School.

A giant fir tree stood among the trees.

The canopy of the fir tree was like a small town.

Cultivators were entering and exiting from time to time.

In a wooden palace built on the canopy at this moment.

Wang Ba sat at the main seat, slowly sipping tea.

Looking at the figure standing before him emitting a faint Nascent Soul aura, he couldn’t help but sigh:

“Martial Uncle Ji Lan, you are indeed lucky.”

Ji Lan’s expression became even more respectful:

“It is only due to the care of the true master that Ji Lan has what he has today, indeed fortunate.”

Wang Ba looked at him with some surprise.

He hadn’t expected that after more than a decade, the other party had also learned to flatter.

However, he had no time to waste on pleasantries and nostalgia, and immediately said:

“I’ve come this time because I have something important to discuss with you.”

“Have you or any disciple of your sect encountered a Golden Core Sword Cultivator in Sen State or its vicinity?”

“A Golden Core Sword Cultivator?”

Ji Lan frowned slightly and then looked back at the several Golden Core Elders.

The elders thought hard, but soon shook their heads gently.

Receiving the message from the elders, Ji Lan hurriedly said, “I have not seen such a person as you describe.”

Although Wang Ba knew the hope was slim, he still felt disappointed upon hearing this.

But he did not get discouraged and conjured the images of Ling and Hu, asking again,

“Have you seen these two in the past year or so?”

Ji Lan and the others once again looked closely, but in the end, they still shook their heads.

Wang Ba couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

Still not willing to give up, he asked,

“Then, in these ten or so years, have you encountered any abnormal incidents?”

“Abnormal?”

Ji Lan pondered for a while and said, “I haven’t been out much since I left seclusion…

Junior Brother Gao, Junior Brother Hui, what about you?”

The wax-face cultivator, the elderly man, and the beautiful woman who were behind him, hurried forward and furrowed their brows in thought.

Suddenly, the old man thought of something and said,

“Right!

When I went to sell Talismans at some rogue cultivators’ markets, I did hear that it was dangerous near Xiang State and Li State and one should not get close…”

As he spoke, he himself could not help but reveal an embarrassed smile, “This…

I’m not sure if it counts as abnormal?”

Ji Lan was instantly ashamed.

He couldn’t help but scold, “Don’t waste the true master’s time!”

However, Wang Ba raised his hand slightly and said with a frown:

“Let him continue.”

It was normal for Xiang State to be dangerous, as it was a vassal state of Yan.

But Li State was rumored to have cleared the blood disaster, and it was close to the vassal state of Jin, so why would it be dangerous?

But then, the old man became even more nervous and shook his head,

“No, that’s all.”

Seeing the old man’s incompetence, Ji Lan’s face turned even darker.

He had gone to great lengths to lower his pride and learn the art of flattery, hoping to make an impression in front of this esteemed figure.

Yet his painstaking efforts to make an impression were directly spoilt by his own junior brother.

At that moment, if it weren’t for some remaining regard for their shared sect, he truly wished to kick him out of the sect.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Wang Ba’s eyes.

And perhaps noticing this disappointment, the wax-face cultivator said hesitantly,

“I’ve also noticed something unusual, but I’m not sure if it counts.”

“Speak.”

Seeing Wang Ba’s disappointment, Li Yingfu quickly urged.

“Yes,” the wax-face cultivator cautiously said, “I had heard that near the border between Sen State and Li State, someone saw a cultivator with a large head carrying a big sack, and no one knew what was in it.

Some guessed it was a rogue cultivator, because the number of rogue cultivators has decreased a lot in the past few years, and it seems there are even fewer demon cultivators around Xiang State to the north.

A Golden Core Craftsman I know has mysteriously vanished without a trace in the past two years, just disappeared…”

Bang!

The teacup in his hand instantly shattered into powder!

Wang Ba, however, seemed unaware, his gaze fixed intently on the wax-face cultivator:

“You just said, vanished?!”

Despite being a Golden Core Craftsman, the wax-face cultivator felt like an ant in front of a giant at that moment in front of Wang Ba, the inexplicable fear gripping his throat and making it difficult even to breathe:

“Yes…

it should be…”

Noticing the wax-face cultivator’s distress, Wang Ba swiftly retracted his aura and asked urgently:

“The cultivator with the large head, where was he spotted?”

The wax-face cultivator hastily replied: “At the border between Li State and Sen State, but I don’t know the specifics.”

The next moment, Wang Ba directly flew out of the palace:

“Let’s go!”

Li Yingfu hurriedly followed.

Ji Lan glanced at the wax-face cultivator, gave a slight nod, and then quickly followed suit.

…

At the same time.

At the border of Li State, Sen State, and Xiang State.

An old figure sitting on the back of a Five-Coloured Divine Deer slowly came to a stop.

He looked down at the plains, lakes, and forests below.

A hint of confusion flickered in his eyes:

“Strange…

There are no signs of a sword cultivator having made a move here.

Has too much time passed, or is it the wrong place?”