Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 837: Chapter 2 Promotion_2 Chapter 837: Chapter 2 Promotion_2 “Uncles and elder brethren!

There are villains trying to pry into our Sect’s secrets over in Wanfa Peak!”

Shen Fu: ?!

The several men who were conversing halted in surprise and their expressions turned grave in an instant.

Almost simultaneously, each of them took a defensive stance, their gaze warily fixed on Shen Fu.

However, because of Shen Fu’s attire identifying him as a disciple of the primitive Demonic Sect, they did not immediately attack.

But the caution in their eyes was unmistakably evident.

Seeing the demeanor of these men, Shen Fu’s mind was completely befuddled at the moment.

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Meanwhile, within the Spiritual Government, a strange voice could not help but burst into laughter.

“Hahaha!

I’ve truly opened my eyes today, to think a Golden Core Craftsman could be roundly duped by a seven- or eight-year-old child.

I misspoke earlier; you really have regressed more and more over the years…”

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Shen Fu’s face for the first time.

He would be cautious around others, but who could have suspected such things facing a seven- or eight-year-old child, possibly his own family’s youth?

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But he immediately tried to explain:

“Gentlemen, you’ve misunderstood…”

As he spoke, a figure soared over like a bolt of lightning and suddenly halted beside the large lizard.

The newcomer was a Golden Core Craftsman, trailing a child somewhat shorter than Wang Yi’an, yet considerably plumper.

Upon seeing the large lizard, the child immediately stuck his head out and shouted:

“Wang Yi’an, I called daddy to rescue you!”

Shen Fu was taken aback for a moment, his eyes scanning the front of Hushou Peak, and understanding dawned on him in an instant.

“Hutou Mountain, it’s right here…

the code word was just now.”

“Xi, Xi Guanfei!”

The large lizard stuck out its blue tongue, revealing a boy with a look of surprise and pleasure.

He respectfully bowed to the child’s father:

“Uncle Xi.”

Then, pointing at Shen Fu:

“It was him!

He was just asking me for information about my dad!”

Hearing Wang Yi’an’s words, the Golden Core Craftsman frowned slightly and cupped his fist towards Shen Fu:

“Fellow Daoist, I am Xi Wu Yin, a deacon of the Sect.

May I ask if what my nephew says is true?”

Shen Fu, although somewhat surprised by Wang Yi’an’s earlier display of prudence and quick wit, was now feeling a throbbing headache.

He was about to explain,

when suddenly, from above in the sky, came a voice hauntingly familiar:

“Wang Yi’an, I was only gone to Shaoyin Mountain for a short while.

Have you gone and stirred up trouble again…

Eh?!”

Upon hearing this voice, even with his prior inklings, Shen Fu couldn’t help but tremble all over, looking up.

Above in the sky stood a figure he knew all too well, with an ordinary face that showed a mix of astonishment, bewilderment, and delight!

In that moment, it was as if in the past.

…

“You’ve joined the primitive Demonic Sect and even become a holy child…”

In mid-air.

The scenery below flashed by in an instant.

Wang Ba shielded Wang Yi’an and, turning towards the figure beside him, felt an inexplicable sense of unreality.

More than twenty years had passed since he last saw that proud young man, who now seemed much more mature and steady.

In terms of Cultivation Realm, he was even higher than himself, and it seems he was not far from reaching the late stage of Golden Core.

Yet, after more than twenty years, who would have thought they would meet again in the Wanxiang Sect, this place so far from Yan State?

Fate indeed worked in mysteriously wonderful ways.

Shen Fu flew on one side, hearing Wang Ba’s words.

His face no longer wore its previous solemnity; in front of Wang Ba, he seemed to let down all his guard.

His demeanor was relaxed, nonchalant as he said:

“I traveled north to Yan, where the Demon Sects are plentiful.

By chance, I entered one…”

“As for the title of ‘holy child,’ hehe, it came as sheer serendipity.

Previously, the first and seventh holy children of the primitive Demonic Sect were wiped out by a mighty Nascent Soul stage cultivator from our Wanxiang Sect in a single blow.

As you know, brother, the power struggles in the Sect are fierce.

Many strong contenders terribly injured each other, and with my master’s status within the Sect, I practically picked up the position of the ninth holy child for nothing.”

“A mighty figure?

Took down the first and seventh holy children?”

Wang Ba was startled by this.

Why did this story sound so familiar…?

Shen Fu said with admiration:

“Brother, you might not have experienced it firsthand, but I was there at the scene.

That person was incredible.

I’ve seen no less than two hundred Nascent Soul cultivators in the Demon Sect, but I’ve never seen one as powerful as him…

Right, his name is Yao Wudi.

Brother, he’s from our Wanxiang Sect; you must have met him, haven’t you?”

Wang Ba’s expression grew decidedly weird.

How should he respond to that?

And Wang Yi’an, who was eavesdropping with bated breath, suddenly lit up with excitement, exclaiming:

“Isn’t that my master’s grandfather?

Dad, is master’s grandfather really that powerful?”

“Master’s grandfather?”

Shen Fu was taken aback.

Wang Ba glowered at Wang Yi’an:

“Children shouldn’t interrupt adult conversations, and as for you leading people to catch your Uncle Shen, wait till we get home and I’ll have your mother give you a good spanking!”

Wang Yi’an instantly pouted, turning his head away in annoyance.

“Hmph!

If you dare, go ahead and hit me!

All you can do is use mother to threaten me!”

Wang Ba was so frustrated his teeth itched.

He nearly started to punish his son right there in the sky.

Shen Fu hurriedly interjected, “Brother, Yi’an didn’t recognize me earlier.

It’s normal for him to be wary of a stranger…

but about that Master Yao, is he really your teacher?”

Wang Ba didn’t bother hiding the truth, he nodded and transmitted, “Yes, but now, he has attained Immortal Ascension.”