Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 824: Chapter 73 White Tiger_4 Chapter 824: Chapter 73 White Tiger_4 “I have a way out, so hurry up,”

Wang Ba quickly interrupted.

“Really?

Truly?”

The blond cultivator hesitated for a moment, then, seeing that Wang Ba did not seem to be deceiving him, immediately flew off into the distance.

In the darkness, that pair of eyes briefly hesitated, then decided to give up on the idea of pursuing the blond cultivator.

With the Six-headed Dragonfly successfully summoned, these two were no longer his focus.

“The Totem Beast is out – the Nascent Souls from Buxi City and Juhai City must have noticed the disturbance.

I must awaken the Emperor before they arrive…”

He quickly made up his mind.

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However, at this moment.

An eerie feeling suddenly crept over him!

His doubtful gaze swiftly swept across the surroundings and finally settled on the Da Jin Monk who had stayed behind.

The next moment, his pupils abruptly constricted!

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“Hmm?”

Above the skies of West Sea Country.

Two figures were concealed within the clouds.

One could vaguely make out that one figure appeared robust, while the other wore a moon-white robe.

Both were shrouded in mist, obscuring their faces.

The cultivator in the moon-white robe gently rubbed a black hexagonal box in his hand.

The robust figure, however, remained silent.

Just as the Six-headed Dragonfly emerged from the cauldron.

Both seemed to perceive something, their gazes simultaneously falling on the capital city within West Sea Country.

Seeing the devastation in the city and the Six-headed Dragonfly slowly flying through the sky, their eyes were filled with indifference.

“The people of the Three Continents…

apart from those in Xi Tuo Continent who still count as characters, the rest have only this modicum of capability,”

The robust figure scoffed coldly.

“That’s not entirely true.

Apart from the short-sighted folks in Tu Pi Continent, the magical tools of Dao Sheng Continent are actually quite commendable.

Crafting Immortal Ascension with magical tools…

While it has many limitations and is far from as powerful as true Immortal Ascension, it is still an alternative approach,”

“Unfortunately, it consumes more resources than ordinary Immortal Ascension; otherwise, a collaboration would be possible,”

The other figure in the moon-white robe casually commented:

“What kind of cultivator is one who relies on such tools and artifacts?”

The robust figure didn’t quite agree.

The one in the moon-white robe didn’t argue but glanced at Wang Ba inside the city with a slightly surprised look.

“Why is he here?”

“You know this youngster?”

The robust figure asked with some puzzlement.

The moon-white robed cultivator did not hide the fact:

“He is a disciple of Yao Wudi…”

The robust figure’s eyes immediately brightened:

“Isn’t this a ready-made opportunity?

Hurry and bring him over…”

The moon-white robed cultivator fell silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

“It’s too obvious.”

“Heh, the battle is about to begin.

If you don’t want to act, then I…”

The robust figure laughed coldly.

He was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to sense something and involuntarily cast his gaze below.

A flicker of astonishment passed through his eyes:

“What is that?”

“A Spirit Beast?”

“No…

it seems like…

a Demonic Beast!”

The moon-white robed cultivator also couldn’t help but look down.

Upon seeing a black and white figure that emerged from Wang Ba’s sleeve, unruly and strong, lean yet immense in size,

a flicker of emotion finally appeared in those indifferent eyes.

“A Fourth Stage Perfection Demonic Beast?”

“Where did this kid get such a thing?”

…

Wang Ba looked at the behemoth sprawled on a pile of ruins that was once a palace, radiating an Evil Qi, its eyes a blood red, and subconsciously retreated.

Even though he had already opened the Spirit Beast Bag before and felt its presence, the moment he truly released it, he couldn’t help but hold his breath.

A Fourth Stage Perfection Demonic Beast!

Acquired from Wu Ju, the chieftain of the Feather Serpent Tribe.

When Xumi decapitated Wu Ju, he carelessly swept up his Storage Treasure bracelet and a bag.

That bag appeared to be specially made for this white tiger.

It contained only this one tiger.

After Xumi had helped him exorcise the remaining spirit of Wu Ju from it, Wang Ba had inspected it as soon as possible and was deeply intimidated by the Demonic Beast.

Its aura was not inferior to that of the Coral Dragon he had once encountered in the Eightfold Sea.

He had not intended to release it,

because the Demonic Beast had not been fitted with a Spirit Beast Collar and was not under control.

Even with a Spirit Beast Collar, the effect would be minimal.

Once released, it meant a total loss.

However, if he did not restrain the Six-headed Dragonfly on the other side, and if he allowed it to wreak havoc, it was very likely to affect Master Yao Wudi ahead.

Compared to his master, an untamed Fourth Stage Perfection Demonic Beast, though regrettable, was incomparable.

Thus, after careful consideration, Wang Ba quickly made his decision.

As the lean and majestic white tiger emerged from the Spirit Beast Bag, it couldn’t help but roar up to the sky, then its blood-red eyes roved around.

Upon seeing the Six-headed Dragonfly approaching through the sky, a green light emerged within those red eyes.

“Aoo—”

The next moment, a flow of green Wind surged around its paw.

Its body vanished instantly from the spot!

Boom!

Dust erupted on the spot.

In the darkness, upon seeing the white tiger leap into the air, those eyes filled with surprise and panic.

He had a vague feeling that the situation seemed to be spiraling out of control!