Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 2510 - 239: Capture_2

Following that, a sharp and slender fox claw emerged from the dust, pinning the black-haired monster firmly in the void.

Nine tails swiftly retracted.

Amidst the chaos, the hunched figure stumbled out from the black-haired monster's fur.

In panic, as he turned to look, he saw, amidst the dust, a colossal green fox raising its claws to oppress the black-haired monster, nine long fox tails dancing wildly behind it like green flames!

"Ninth-Tier divine beast!!"

"How could Zhang's Ruins still hide such a fearsome creature!"

This force was all too familiar, and his heart felt as if it would shatter from shock!

Just as his mind was in turmoil, suddenly a leisurely voice echoed from above:

"Jiu Futu, you've certainly spent considerable effort cultivating this powerful corpse."

Upon hearing this familiar yet unsettling voice, the hunched figure's heart jolted!

A trace of shock flashed in his eyes:

"It's him?!"

In his mind, a figure he feared immensely suddenly appeared.

In disbelief, he raised his head to look toward the sound.

On top of the formidable green fox, a familiar figure in a green robe stood silently.

The wind whipped around, his robe fluttering.

A pair of eyes, as vast and deep as the stars, quietly looked down upon him.

Jiu Futu's heart trembled in shock, and four words slipped from his mouth:

"True Man Taiyi!"

The green-robed figure heard this and a complicated smile appeared on his face:

"You certainly have courage, taking the Divine Corpse and yet daring to return to Zhang's Ruins."

Though the voice was calm, it instilled even more fear in Jiu Futu's heart.

Instinctively, his gaze swept over to the black-haired monster beneath the green fox's feet.

Though the black-haired monster was still struggling desperately, under the nine-tailed green fox's claws, it couldn't move at all.

The gap between peak Eighth-Tier and Ninth-Tier is indeed a difficult chasm to cross.

Countless thoughts raced through his mind. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

At this moment, Jiu Futu's expression changed, squeezing out a smile of joy, he actually bowed directly to Wang Ba, overwhelmed with joy, then broke into sobs:

"Senior, it's me, I am Jiu Futu! Ever since you left that day, you haven't come back for a long time. I was worried I'd run into someone from Supreme True Buddha's camp and delay your affairs, so I had no choice but to take the Divine Corpse to Jicang Abyss... Later, I was concerned about your situation, so I brought the Divine Corpse back to find you."

"I thought to help you cultivate this Divine Corpse well, and also remembered Zhang's Ruins happened to have many rogue cultivators, ideal for turning into death Qi to nourish the Divine Corpse."

Saying this, a somewhat bewildered and panicked expression appeared on his face:

"Wait, could it be that Zhang's Ruins has already been subdued by you, Senior?"

Wang Ba gazed at the hunched figure in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed, not speaking.

Uncertain of what he was thinking.

Yet this made Jiu Futu feel a chill down his spine, and the smile he forced himself to show became increasingly sincere.

After a brief silence, Wang Ba slowly spoke:

"You said you went to Jicang Abyss before?"

Jiu Futu hurriedly nodded, forcing a smile:

"Yes, yes, yes, it's not that there are rampant forces from Supreme True Buddha around Duanhai Cliff, with all major places occupied by big powers. Additionally, cultivating this Divine Corpse surely requires considerable death Qi, so I took the Divine Corpse to Jicang Abyss."

Saying this, he seemed to no longer consider himself an outsider, complaining:

"Jicang Abyss is simply too chaotic, expending a great deal of effort to assist you in cultivating the Divine Corpse, yet ultimately unable to gain a foothold, forced to flee... Later, thinking you were bullied by these rogue cultivators at Zhang's Ruins, I wanted to stand up for you, but who would've thought, this is like the river flooding the Dragon King Temple, you see, this really is..."

"Senior, cultivating this Divine Corpse to what it is today, even if we don't have merit, we've put in considerable effort."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba looked at Jiu Futu with a seemingly amused expression.

Seeing people afraid of death was common, and even understandable.

But, someone as flexible as this person in front of him was quite rare.

He glanced at the other's hunched figure, raised an eyebrow, and asked:

"What's happening with your body? I remember you were not far from Crossing Tribulation middle-stage, yet now your realm has regressed?"

Upon this mention, tears welled up in Jiu Futu's eyes, and he began to complain again:

"In response to Senior, risking life and limb in Jicang Abyss, I painstakingly cultivated the Divine Corpse to late-stage Eighth-Tier, thinking to perhaps cultivate it to Ninth-Tier, but who knew it would develop a bit of Spiritual Wisdom, insisting on consuming the death Qi from my body, completely draining me and ruining my body. It was difficult to recover somewhat, but then it ran out of food, so I had to use my own death Qi to feed it again..."

"Jicang Abyss is too chaotic and dangerous, no choice but to return to Duanhai Cliff, hoping to use the rogue cultivators of Zhang's Ruins to make up for it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba indeed understood.

Jiu Futu failed to catch the chicken and lost the rice, thinking he had gotten a treasure with endless potential, only to lose his own cultivation instead.

However, his thought process wasn't entirely wrong, considering his own speed of improvement could not compare to the speed at which he cultivated the Divine Corpse, so might as well invest resources in the Divine Corpse first, and later use its power to acquire various cultivation resources.

Unfortunately, after Jiu Futu returned from Jicang Abyss, he likely didn't grasp the situation, possibly thinking this powerful corpse was incredibly strong, not needing to be concerned, thus acting recklessly against the cultivators of Zhang's Ruins.