Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 502: Chapter 3: Refining the Second Dantian_3

I presume that Junior Brother Xumi is of the same perception.

The armless cultivator remained nonchalant and after simply acknowledging Yao Wudi, he conveniently paid no heed to Wang Ba and shifted his gaze to Tang Ji.

Upon seeing the scenario, Tang Ji, with an uneasy heart, led the armless cultivator towards Zhao Feng.

Upon observing Zhao Feng’s frail and unstable figure despite enduring multiple months of recovery, an oblique flicker of darkness subtly surfaced in Xumi’s eyes!

His lips slightly parted and ejected a chilly word:

“Who.”

Standing aside, Tang Ji couldn’t help but wipe the non-existent sweat off his forehead, hastily added:

“Senior Brother, he was surrounded by the Incense Fire Dao earlier… but Master Yao has already wiped them all out.”

“Incense Fire Dao…”

The armless cultivator refrained from commenting further.

A glance at Zhao Feng, and suddenly a small pebble emitting strands of golden light flew out directly from his wide, vacant sleeve towards Zhao Feng’s abdominal region.

“Shariputra?!”

Upon beholding this tiny pebble, Tang Ji’s countenance filled with astonishment.

Meanwhile, feeling the warmth emanating from the golden pebble, Zhao Feng finally opened his eyes.

Observing Tang Ji and the armless cultivator, Zhao Feng was slightly surprised, and immediately landed from mid-air and greeted the armless cultivator:

“Master.”

The armless cultivator barely nodded upon perceiving Zhao Feng’s seemingly vigorous physique.

Subsequently, he coldly said:

“Go.”

Both Zhao Feng and Tang Ji were taken aback.

Nonetheless, swift was Zhao Feng’s compliance as he nodded and asked:

“Yes, Master, may I inform Junior Brother?”

The armless cultivator did not utter a word; he just slightly nodded.

Tang Ji, somewhat confused on the side, queried: “Senior Brother Xumi, what’s the urgency? In just over half a year, the Teleportation Array of Stage III in the Ghost Market will be operational; why not simply teleport back?”

Contrarily, the armless cultivator slowly articulated a few words:

“West Sea Country, besieged by Three Continents.”

Tang Ji queried in bewilderment: “Xituo Continent, Daosheng Continent, Tupi Continent. Didn’t they dispatch some people to Yan?”

On this occasion, the armless cultivator merely retorted with three words:

“An Immortal Ascension.”

Tang Ji was instantly taken aback.

Deeply embedded in his expression was profound solemnity.

In the struggle amongst the major forces, the Immortal Ascension level was generally not summoned unless the situation were a life-and-death crisis.

Because the natural world was dwindling, cultivators of the Immortal Ascension stage, once they clashed, often inflicted unpredictable damage upon the natural world.

For practitioners who attain spiritual transformation, they wouldn’t easily squander their Mana either. Given the decline of the natural world, higher-level resources were indeed hard to come by. Once spent, it would take a lot of time to replenish, giving other counterparts of the same stage an opportunity to exploit.

However, considering the present life-and-death situation faced by continents like Xituo, it indeed made sense.

The three continents were engulfed in torrential floods, leaving the vast number of cultivators with no choice but to drift across the sea. While the West Sea was rich in resources, more often than not, these were quite extreme and predominantly Water Style.

Not mentioning elixirs, spirit food, Magic Tools, etc., all required spirit materials from the land.

In such circumstances, if they couldn’t muster the courage to gamble at this time, fear would only consume all hope in the future.

No wonder Senior Brother Xumi was in such a hurry to return.

He was an important force assigned to the West Sea Country faction by the sect and couldn’t be away from the West Sea Country for long.

“Master Yao is also very powerful, I wonder why he didn’t go…”

These thoughts brushed past Tang Ji’s mind.

On the other end.

Learning about Zhao Feng’s departure, Wang Ba was taken aback.

“Senior Brother, aren’t you waiting till you fully recover?”

Hearing this, Zhao Feng held out his palm, and a small golden stone promptly emerged in his hand.

“With this, I believe I can recover soon.”

“What is this?”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but ask with curiosity.

Zhao Feng vaguely shook his head.

He was aware that this item was useful to him, seeming to provide a dense energy that continuously supplemented his soul, but he really had no idea what it was aside from that.

A casual comment from Yao Wudi went:

“It’s called Shariputra. It seems to have been formed after refining a Class IV monk, and it’s quite beneficial to the soul.”

Beneficial to the soul?

Wang Ba perked up, but considering that it was obtained by refining a monk, his interest wavered somewhat once more.

He still believes that it’s best not to breach certain fundamental principles casually.

Of course, this does not influence Zhao Feng, who is extremely determined in his Dao-heart.

Soon after, the armless cultivator and Tang Ji flew in again. After bidding farewell to Wang Ba, Zhao Feng didn’t hesitate, instead followed the armless cultivator and left swiftly.

Yao Wudi, Tang Ji, and Wang Ba watched as they departed.

“Master, regrowth of limbs for a Nascent Soul cultivator shouldn’t be a mysterious feat, should it?”

Wang Ba suddenly voiced his doubts.

Hearing this, Yao Wudi chuckled lightly, “You’re wondering why your Martial Uncle Xumi doesn’t have arms, aren’t you?”

In front of Yao Wudi, Wang Ba didn’t hide his thoughts and gently nodded.

Hearing the two discussing the armless cultivator, Tang Ji interjected:

“Before joining the sect, Senior Brother Xumi was a swordsmanship grandmaster in the mundane world. However, after stepping onto the Dao of Cultivation, his swordsmanship ironically hindered his cultivation. In order to not be affected and also to strengthen his Dao-heart, he severed his own arms and as a result, his performance in cultivation has since been outstanding.”

A sense of genuine admiration gleamed in Tang Ji’s face.

A cultivator who suffers physical harm in the early stage was very likely to fail in advancement.