Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 992: Chapter 38: Living Soul_5 Chapter 992: Chapter 38: Living Soul_5 But at this moment, Ji Lan felt an inexplicable sense of deep oppression, to the point where he dared not even move a muscle.

Was it the Nascent Soul intimidating him?

After a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said,

“The Spirit Possession succeeded…

but not quite.”

“Hmm?”

Wang Ba’s brow furrowed slightly.

Succeeded, yet not quite?

“What do you mean?”

As Ji Lan looked at the other party, countless thoughts surged in his heart, but suddenly, a very crazy idea emerged.

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He gritted his teeth and said,

“If Master Wang wishes to know the situation, why not take a trip to the East Saint Sect to see for yourself?”

Upon uttering these words,

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Why is the Sect Master saying something different from before?

“Take a trip to the East Saint Sect?”

Wang Ba’s eyes narrowed: “Is Martial Uncle Ji so certain I will go?”

Having spoken, Ji Lan could only steel himself to stick to his path, saying in a heavy tone,

“I dare not be certain, but I feel that the situation with Elder Qin Heng and Ye Lingyu is truly too complicated to explain in words, and can only trouble your esteemed self to go there to see and know.”

Seeing the other party lost in thought, Ji Lan’s heart tightened.

This idea was truly crazy, but if successful, it might also bring great benefits to the Sect!

The key was whether the other party would come.

While Ji Lan watched anxiously, Wang Ba contemplated for a moment before nodding,

“Lead the way!”

Success!

Ji Lan felt a surge of joy, and immediately a sense of relief washed over him.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took out his Flying Boat and flew onto it.

He quickly flew toward the southeast direction.

The coach curtain dropped, and the carriage immediately followed.

…

About the time it takes one and a half incense sticks to burn later,

the Flying Boat and the carriage successively stopped above a giant cedar tree that had slightly denser Spiritual Energy than the surrounding area.

While the cedar tree was nowhere near as large as the great banyan tree where the Wanzhou School was located, it was akin to a small city.

The carriage curtains were gently drawn back, and Wang Ba stepped out.

Spiritual Sense swept across the surroundings.

He saw that the Cultivators here mostly had low Cultivation Bases, with only Qi Refining stages.

There were only a few at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Compared to the once-great East Saint Sect of the Chen State, it had declined far too much.

Wang Ba scanned briefly, his heart undisturbed, his face even more devoid of any emotion.

Seeing Wang Ba’s expression, Ji Lan felt somewhat disappointed.

“Does he not recognize anyone here?”

“As an outer disciple, seeing the Sect’s decline, can’t he muster a single bit of sympathy or pity?”

“But if he is really such a cold-hearted person, why would he care about Ye Lingyu?”

“Or could it be, as Junior Brother Hui guessed wrong?

Is this just someone with the same name?

A coincidence?”

For a moment, Ji Lan felt utterly confused.

But Wang Ba looked straight at him: “I have come, where is she?”

Ji Lan’s heart stiffened, and he hurriedly stepped aside and gestured with his hand,

“Master Wang, this way, please.”

He then took the lead and flew toward an entrance of the immortal cave in the treetop.

Wang Ba followed him in flight, with Li Yingfu quickly catching up.

Ji Lan arrived at the entrance to the immortal cave and quickly formed a hand seal.

Wang Ba couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

“Does this look like they have been locked up?”

Soon enough, the prohibition outside the immortal cave was unlocked.

Ji Lan gestured invitingly.

“Master Wang, she is in here.”

He then walked in ahead of the others.

Li Yingfu, his Spiritual Sense on guard, scanned the surroundings and stepped in.

Wang Ba followed him in.

However, when Wang Ba saw the figure inside the immortal cave, he froze instantly.

There was only one transparent crystal coffin in the cave.

Inside the coffin, a pale girl with purplish clothes lay quietly, as still as the dead.

It was eerily silent.

Faintly, Wang Ba felt as if he had returned to that morning,

and once again saw that purple-robed girl, with a dust-covered face, looking bedraggled as she walked out of his stinking chicken feces-scented room.

He could almost hear her naive, self-reproaching voice,

“Uncle, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“Elder Qin Heng’s Soul consumed dozens of years only for Ye Lingyu’s Soul to dissipate, and Elder Qin Heng himself died from soul exhaustion due to failing to complete the possession in time…”

By his side, Ji Lan spoke in a solemn voice.

Wang Ba fell silent for a moment.

Then he closed his eyes and said softly,

“Enforcer Li…

let her body rest.”

Li Yingfu nodded, then stepped forward, ready to collect the crystal coffin.

But as he was about to put it into his Storage Treasure, he suddenly paused, his expression tensing.

Then he looked up at Wang Ba abruptly,

“Right Enforcer, this body seems to have a new soul!”