Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 240 - 44 Return to East Saint Headquarters!_1

Chapter 240: Chapter 44 Return to East Saint Headquarters!_1

Jiantao Station.

In front of the Teleportation Array.

The day was just beginning to dawn.

The figures of Qi Refining stage cultivators stood ahead.

Among these cultivators, some wore red and black robes of the Tianmen Cult, and others were Heresy Cultivators, standing distinctly on either side of the Teleportation Array.

However, whether they were Heresy Cultivators or members of the Tianmen Cult, their expressions were quite gloomy.

All these were carefully retained by the Tianmen Cult due to their varying values as cultivators.

Each had their own unique talents, though most of them weren’t adept at combat.

Yet here they now were, having all unexpectedly received news from the Heavenly Gate Order.

They were ordered to go to East Saint’s Station to participate in the counterattack against the Incense-buming Dao Cultivators.

Although the wording of the Heavenly Gate Order seemed to imply that the Tianmen Cult held the advantage.

Yet, none of them were fools. If even these reserves had to be sent to the front lines, everyone had a rough idea of the real state of the Tianmen Cult.

At this moment, the minds of the Heresy Cultivators were in fluctuation.

If it weren’t for the fact that their souls and auras had been recorded by the Spirit Sending Sign, which would brand any escape as treachery, perhaps some would have run away by now.

Even among the Tianmen Cult cultivators, there were those who harbored selfish motives.

However, under the threat of the Spirit Sending Sign, no one dared to express their inner thoughts.

In their unintentional eye contact and mutual ribbing, the vulnerability in their hearts could be seen.

Bao Chao was among them.

As one of the relatively rare Spiritual Cooks in the Cultivation World, although not many people in the cult needed spirit food, there were still some cultivators under him. Therefore, he obtained significant benefits from producing spirit food for them.

After years of hard cultivation, he was now only a step away from reaching the tenth stage of Qi refining.

Among the Heresy Cultivators who stayed at Jiantao Station, he held a prominent position.

Consequently, many surrounded him.

They were trying to build a relationship with him, planning to follow him and earn a living after arriving at East Saint’s Station.

As a Spiritual Cook, although he didn’t engage in combat, compared to the cultivators who refined pills and painted scrolls, Bao Chao, who often faced bloodshed, undeniably shined amongst them.

He gained their trust.

Bao Chao navigated all this smoothly, surrounded by cultivators who did not usually respect him. He conversed with them happily and confidently without a trace of the unkempt and stinky look he had while processing Spirit Beasts.

However, amid laughter and chatter, he often looked into the distance, as if waiting for something.

“Daofriend Bao, you keep looking over there, are you waiting for an Earth Cultivator?”

A cultivator, who prided himself on his close relationship with Bao Chao, teased.

To his surprise, Bao Chao’s face suddenly turned stem:

“Friends, avoid making aimless jokes! Some things should not be said carelessly.”

The man’s face suddenly turned red.

“Hehe, you were just joking…”

The surrounding cultivators tried to smooth things over.

However, Bao Chao showed no color, and replied indifferently, “So you know, what I am waiting for is a Foundation Establishment elder! If I hear more nonsense, don’t blame Bao for not acknowledging you as a friend!”

Upon hearing this, those trying to mediate were at once silent.

The cultivator who started the joke regretted his loose tongue.

Given the current situation, if someone could gain the protection of a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, they would undoubtedly benefit greatly. This was a universally understood truth.

Soon, those responsible for the Teleportation Array took their positions. Under their administration, the array began operation.

Most of the cultivators from the cult quickly boarded the Teleportation Array.

They were, after all, disciples of the Cult, related to many high-class cultivators. Naturally, they were anxious to reach the East Saint’s Station. They wanted to gather information and establish connections to avoid being assigned to the most dangerous locations.

Among the Heresy Cultivators, those with abilities or good interpersonal skills had also boarded the Teleportation Array early.

Bao Chao, however, was not in a hurry to leave.

Although he knew several Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the Tianmen Cult due to his status as a Spiritual Cook, none were as close as the one he was waiting for.

That person had, after all, studied the Dao of the Spirit Cook under him, making them somewhat of a master-disciple pair.

Of course, Bao Chao did not dare to claim so explicitly.

However, using his years of experience in judging people, he felt it was better to follow that person rather than the Foundation Establishment Cultivators he was not so close to, who could possibly kick him aside any time.

After all, that person didn’t seem like that sort of person.

But to his disappointment, after waiting for most of the day, while many cultivators around him had become impatient and left, he still did not see the person he was waiting for.

“Strange…That’s not supposed to happen. I delivered spirit materials to him just two days ago.”

Bao Chao was confused.

However, seeing the subtle skepticism in the eyes of the surrounding cultivators, after a moment of hesitation, he was forced to board the Teleportation Array with the remaining cultivators, full of disappointment.

Half a day later, at dusk.

A hurried figure landed in front of the Teleportation Array.

Wearing a normal looking robe with an equally ordinary face, he nevertheless exuded a sense of tranquillity and peace.

It was Wang Ba.

He did not forget the timing but was held up because a batch of eggs that the Azure Spirit Turtles had laid finally hatched into a group of new turtle seedlings. He was busy taking inventory, and as a result, he arrived a bit late.

“Thankfully, not too late.”

Wang Ba showed a hint of relief, then stepped into the Teleportation Array with the other latecomer cultivators..