Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 574: Chapter 23 Essence Type 6_2

Yao Wudi bowed and said, “The ancestral master has discerning eyes, I have previously decapitated the first holy child of the Primitive Demonic Sect and several Dao protectors…”

At these words, the Daoist suddenly realized, “No wonder…you are here to redeem the treasure that can restore the Dharma Mark?”

Saying this, he gently beckoned with his hand.

From the depths of the treasure vault, a spirit item flew out.

This spirit item is a pitch-black inkstone, upon which a turtle lay. The turtle’s head kept extending, biting at the void, from which droplets of ink filled with a mysterious aura rose from the inkstone.

“‘The Void Turtle Head Inkstone’ most suits your situation, it just needs twenty thousand merits…”

Yao Wudi looked at this inkstone, his eyes suddenly showing interest.

However, upon hearing that it requires twenty thousand merits, he glanced at the identity plate in his hand, which showed over seventy thousand merits, and couldn’t help hesitating.

After some thought, he took out many items he obtained from the holy child of the Primitive Demonic Sect and other cultivators from his storage treasure and turned to the Daoist:

“Ancestral Master, how many merits can these be exchanged for?”

The Daoist glanced over the items and immediately shook his head: “All are trivial, in the Demonic Sect they are treasures, but internal disciples hardly need them… In total, they are worth about thirty-four thousand merits.

Thirty-four thousand plus the seventy-two thousand in his identity plate, made a total of just over a hundred and six thousand merits.

Yao Wudi quickly calculated in his mind, his eyes lingering on the inkstone for a moment, but in the end, he shook his head regretfully:

“Ancestral Master, I do not want this, I want…”

“Are you sure?”

The Daoist was taken aback when he heard Yao Wudi’s request.

Yet, Yao Wudi nodded resolutely:

“These merits hold little significance for me now, it couldn’t be more appropriate to use them this way.”

Hearing this, the Daoist sighed softly, no longer trying to dissuade him.

…

Wanfa Peak.

Wang Ba woke early from cultivation to see Bu Chan already busy in the field, he couldn’t help but sigh helplessly.

Hastily getting up, he stopped Bu Chan.

“I have found a supply for the chicken feed, it will be delivered next month, so you can reduce your work in the spirit field a little bit.”

She couldn’t completely stop working.

After all, Bu Chan is cultivating the Dao of Spirit Plant, taking care of spirit plants is also a form of cultivation for her.

Upon hearing this, Bu Chan hesitated.

Over the years of cultivation, aside from the time spent with Wang Ba, she has been mostly busy in the fields, and it had become a habit.

Even though her cultivation environment has improved now, she still couldn’t remain idle.

“I… I’ll just work a bit more, and then I’ll rest… it would be a pity to let such a good spirit field go to waste…”

Bu Chan hesitated.

Wang Ba felt helpless hearing her words.

Actually, not only Bu Chan, he himself also had this problem, accustomed to the hard life, always instinctively using all his time for cultivation and nurturing spirit beasts, striving to improve himself.

Besides that, he had no other life.

For him, time had no great significance, he could indulge in pleasure, revel in the world of mortals.

However, many years of habit had caused him to unconsciously feel a sense of urgency, making it incredibly difficult for him to have such carefree feelings.

Thinking of this, he relaxed his heart, after breakfast, instead of rushing off to the Spirit Plant Department, he stayed a while longer with Bu Chan.

He purposefully crouched next to Bu Chan, gently placing his ear on her belly, feeling the life force of the fetus within.

With his Foundation Establishment cultivation base, even through the belly, the fetal movements were extremely clear.

However, doing this carried a different flavor of happiness.

Bu Chan blushed rarely, “How can a dignified cultivator…”

“Well, what is it about cultivators?”,

Wang Ba casually laughed, gently stroking Bu Chan’s belly, curiously asked, “Do you think it’s a boy or a girl in your belly?”

Frowning slightly, Bu Chan responded:

“The spirit items I consumed before are too abundant, blocking my senses… Do you prefer a daughter or a son, elder brother?”

“Me?”

Wang Ba thought for a moment. “A daughter is best, affectionate. A son is also good. What about you?”

“I want a son.”

After a little hesitation, Bu Chan finally said.

“Why?”

Wang Ba couldn’t help being a little curious.

Bu Chan blushed and just looked at him, refusing to answer.

Happiness is always too short-lived.

Wang Ba quickly went off to the Spirit Plant Department.

When he arrived at the Spirit Plant Department, he saw Kong Yao and several other deacons rushing out with anxious looks on their faces.

Wang Ba and Kong Yao were somewhat acquainted, and couldn’t help asking:

“Deacon Kong, what’s the rush?”

Kong Yao saw it was Wang Ba, and though anxious, still took the time to explain:

“The Diwu Hall demands that from now on we supply five times the usual spirit food, this is not something easily done… The key is the main ingredients from the Spirit Plant Department have not been supplied, I and several deacons were planning to urge them.”

“Five times?!”

Wang Ba was startled when he heard this supply amount.

Knowing his refining speed, even the usual monthly amount would require eight or nine full days of effort.

If it increases five times, he fears he might not be able to complete it.

Kong Yao noticed Wang Ba’s shock and hurriedly explained:

“Minister He has a unique skill, which can mass-produce spirit food from plant types. Although the purity is not very high, it should be enough to deal with the war in the West Sea Country.”

“War in the West Sea Country?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba couldn’t help but shiver!

Perhaps due to his experiences in his early years, he was extremely sensitive to any signs of trouble.