Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"Forget it, I'll handle this."

Wang Ba's eyes revealed a rare trace of tenderness. With a sudden shift, his form expanded violently, towering at a staggering thousand zhang high. His hand stroked Fu's dragon head, gently rubbing the back of its neck. Fu immediately raised its head in delight, pressing itself against Wang Ba's palm, softly nuzzling.

Seeing Fu's indulgent expression, Wang Ba spoke with a tone full of warmth:

"All these years, you must have suffered greatly."

To reach its current state in such a short time, it was clear Fu had endured countless hardships.

Upon hearing Wang Ba's words, Fu seemed to recall the torment it had faced in the Outer Realm. Its enormous teardrop-filled eyes welled up, and streams of tears began cascading down. Soon, it even extended its neck, resting it on Wang Ba's shoulder, wailing pitifully.

The Hole-digging Otter, having escaped unharmed moments ago, seized the opportunity to dart along Fu's frame, leaping onto Wang Ba's shoulder.

Watching Fu's tearful scene, the little creature frowned deliberatively for a moment before beginning to mimic its cries.

But despite all its effort, not a single tear emerged. Frustrated, it simply perched on Wang Ba's shoulder, reaching into its fuzzy chest to pull out an organ of unknown origin from a World Eater, and began gnawing on it.

Seeing this one man and two beasts, the Five-coloured Divine Deer's eyes revealed a trace of sorrow.

It seemed to recall its former master.

The moment of comfort did not last long. Wang Ba, concerned about the safety of the Realm Membrane's tear, decided to temporarily store Fu, the Hole-digging Otter, and the Five-coloured Divine Deer.

To his surprise, his Spirit Beast Bag wouldn't open. Not just the Spirit Beast Bag—the Storage Treasure refused to function as well.

"Ah, of course, we are already past the bounds of the Little Cang World..."

Wang Ba quickly pieced it together.

Both the Storage Treasure and Spirit Beast Bag were creations rooted in the rules of the Little Cang World. The same applied to other realms; once one left their originating world, these tools often became unusable.

This was why, during the era when Cultivation Ascension was still possible, many ascendants left their life's collection either to their sect or in their immortal caves.

Some had lofty intentions, but far more were simply left with no other choice.

Wang Ba couldn't help but lightly frown.

Fu was now evidently a Class VI divine beast. If it were to enter the realm on its own, it would surely attract the world's wrath.

Yet, the Spirit Beast Bag was unusable.

Leaving Fu in the Outer Realm wasn't something Wang Ba could feel at ease about.

At that moment, Fu volunteered, speaking in a muffled, human-like voice:

"I can... protect... Master's... Taoist Field."

Wang Ba's heart immediately brightened.

"Indeed! A newly established Taoist Field requires a divine tool to suppress its foundations. While I don't have any divine tools, I have Fu to serve as its Guardian."

He showered Fu with praises on the spot.

Fu's dragon head tilted high with pride, lifting several times.

Its snout rose jubilantly.

The Hole-digging Otter clicked its tongue in mild disdain, quickly hopping down. Before long, it came back surprisingly elated, dragging two mutilated, red-furred arms.

"These are from that red-haired monster... Must be remnants left from its gnashing."

Wang Ba scanned them briefly, slightly startled, before wasting no time. He located the tear in the Realm Membrane again.

The surrounding World Eaters had already vanished, evidently frightened away by the giant bird's earlier appearance.

Wang Ba promptly threw the two red-furred arms into the Taoist Field within the tear in the Realm Membrane.

Though the arms were greatly battered, they were still parts of a Class VI World Eater's body. As soon as they entered the realm, they immediately began emanating vast amounts of Dao Intention and Chaos Origin Substance.

With the influx of Chaos Origin Substance, the boundaries around the Realm Membrane tear started to twist and writhe, showing faint signs of mending.

Wang Ba did not dare to delay further. With this moment being the optimal time for sealing the tear, he quickly led the Five-colored Divine Deer, Hole-digging Otter Yaya, and a now-shrunken Fu back into the Realm Membrane.

Soon thereafter, using the "Merger Technique" Jiang Yi had once imparted to him, he swiftly patched up the Realm Barrier.

Without interference from the Outer Realm's World Eaters, the Realm Barrier mended itself in no time.

Fu silently coiled itself outside the Taoist Field.

Seeing this, Wang Ba's previously fraught emotions in the Outer Realm finally began to relax.

He gazed at the empty Taoist Field and stirred with a sudden thought:

"This Taoist Field is, after all, the first ever established in the history of the Little Cang World. Why not call it 'Taiyi Dojo'?"

His excitement grew, and he immediately shaped his fingers into a brush. Gathering enough mana, he raised his hand and wrote these four grand characters within the void above the field.

He looked over them with satisfaction and nodded.

Soon, he sensed the concern growing among the people inside the realm, who could not see what was happening around the Taoist Field.

"It's time to head out."

Wang Ba murmured thoughtfully, his form flickered as the Ice Daoist merged seamlessly into his body.

Then, without hesitation, he passed through the Realm Membrane and reentered the world.

"He's out!"

"The Deputy Sect Master has returned!"

"Wang Taoist Friend, congratulations on reaching Immortal Ascension! May your Dao transcend the cosmos, and your life extend a hundred thousand years!"

Liang Wuji and the others approached with smiles, offering their congratulations.

Hearing their words, Wang Ba's smile momentarily froze.

Yet, he quickly smiled again:

"I must thank everyone for assisting me earlier. I am profoundly grateful. Please stay; later, I shall..."

Before he could finish, an intense sense of danger suddenly surged in Wang Ba's heart!

He instinctively raised his hand to calculate, but abruptly froze, his eyes snapping upward.

A boundless Blood River silently descended, locking the surrounding space!

Its currents churned as an elder stood within, his white hair fluttering wildly, eyes sharp as cold stars fixed upon Wang Ba: