Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1201: Chapter 97 Spirit Beasts Chapter 1201: Chapter 97 Spirit Beasts The Spirit Beasts of Sen State’s Musen Island were almost always of a higher Rank than ordinary Spirit Beasts.

This was exactly the effect of the “Imperial Willow.”

Especially, its sap further significantly enhanced the advancement of Spirit Beasts.

Originally, when it was still a Class III, Wang Ba, out of concern for its growth, had not extracted its sap.

But now that it had reached Class IV, it was feasible to use a small amount.

With this thought, he was not in a hurry to deal with the Spirit Beast.

Instead, he returned to where the Incense Fire Dao cultivators were detained.

He chose one of the Class IV Incense Fire Dao cultivators and, without wasting words, directly enchanted him with the power of the Yin God.

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Half a moment later.

Wang Ba let go of the Incense Fire Dao cultivator, and furrowed his brows slightly.

“So this is how Evil Gods obtain incense fire…”

The way Evil Gods obtained incense fire was simple and crude, entailing the direct use of Illusion Techniques on mortals to forcibly extract the mortals’ desires.

The consequence was that mortals were likely to die explosively from being extracted too many times.

This was the method of most Evil Gods.

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Although the reuse rate was low, to grow quickly and avoid the threats from both Yan and Jin, this was almost their only choice.

Thus, they needed massive populations and continual expansion.

Apart from this, there were of course more traditional methods.

One method was preaching.

But this method was time-consuming and labor-intensive; hence, there was a simpler way.

That was to fulfill all requests.

By nurturing mortals, as long as they sincerely worshipped and offered incense fire, they could receive the protection of Evil Gods and thus incense fire could be harvested over a prolonged period.

While this method was less efficient than direct extraction, once it was on the right track, it could yield a steady supply of incense fire.

A more radical method was to purposely create disasters for these mortals, forcing them to rely on the protection of Evil Gods.

Thus, although the speed of acquiring incense fire was not as fast as the forced extraction, it was significantly higher than conventional methods.

This was also the practice of some wild gods in ancient times.

However, within the Kingdom of Immortals, it was primarily the first level gods and Divine Masters who had such intentions.

Most Class II and Class III gods, as soon as they had mortal believers, would hasten to extract them dry to enhance themselves, lacking the energy to do otherwise.

Wang Ba also immediately ruled out the method of direct extraction.

Both because his Dao-heart did not permit it and because it violated his principles.

“However…

creating disasters…

then solving them, would it be, somewhat unethical?”

Wang Ba hesitated slightly.

The mortals within the Pearl Dungeon, although not living very well, also suffered from the exploitation and oppression by landlords, bureaucrats, and the King.

But fortunately, since it had only been a few decades since they had moved into the Dungeon, some higher-ups still remembered the existence of immortals and did not dare to act too recklessly.

Thus, most mortals were still able to keep their lives.

Of course, once this generation had all died of old age or illness, immortals would then become mere legends.

This land would again undergo the recurring cycles of extreme exploitation, popular uprisings, dynastic changes, and extreme exploitation…

After pondering for a while.

He finally made a decision.

Looking towards the Ice Daoist:

“Taoist Friend, I must trouble you.”

The Ice Daoist’s countenance was indifferent as he slightly raised his hand.

Suddenly, a mountain peak appeared on top of the land of the Dungeon.

He then flew to the top of the mountain.

The mountain was promptly frozen over.

Soon, the temperature throughout the entire Dungeon, except near the Spirit Beast Ground and the Imperial Willow, began to slowly drop.

Wang Ba expanded his Spiritual Sense, feeling the states of all beings within the Dungeon, attentive to any issues arising from the sudden drop in temperature, ready to intervene promptly.

After three days.

In the skies of the Dungeon, which hadn’t seen snow for decades, heavy snow began to fall.

The heavy snow quickly covered the roads, fields, and even the dwellings developed by mortals.

Before long,

the entire Dungeon, except for some special areas, had turned into a snowscape.

The sudden onset of heavy snow immediately caused panic throughout the mortal realms within the Dungeon.

Some even with ulterior motives incited the mortals to rebel and seize power.

Yet these actions soon became meaningless under the relentless heavy snow.

The cold brought a lack of firewood, hunger, disease, and other problems.

“It’s time.”

On the frozen mountaintop.

The Ice Daoist slowly stood up, and his snow-white robe subtly transformed into a green Daoist robe.

Casually taking out a bamboo staff, he descended from the mountain top, walking through the vast snow, appearing in a mortal village.

With a casual flick, the ice and snow in the entire village melted instantly.

The temperature turned warm as spring.

Yet beyond the village, the icy snowy landscape persisted.

The villagers, feeling the change in temperature, walked out from their homes in astonishment, only to see a Taoist in a green robe, holding a bamboo staff, walking through the snow.

What shocked them was that where he walked, footprints remained as fresh as new, with the falling snowflakes doing nothing to obscure them.

Outside the village, the fields began to sprout again and grew rapidly…

“Immortal!

An immortal has descended to save us!”

“The immortal has come to save us!”

The villagers prostrated themselves on the ground, weeping and sobbing with uncontrollable emotion.

The Taoist in green, almost overnight, traversed all realms within the Dungeon.

And almost overnight, statues of the Taoist in green were erected by devout believers.

The Ice Daoist stood in mid-air, looking down.

Bits of incense fire ascended from below.