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Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1802: 20 Wuhen

Author: East Sea Fish Head
updatedAt: 2025-08-02

Chapter 1802: Chapter 20 Wuhen

The wind howled, resounding like a hunting cry.

The white fog surged like a beast stampede, roaring past the side of the Little Cang World at tremendous speed.

Wang Ba had no time to think. Leaning against the massive dark stone, he utilized the Wind-Driving Staff to regain control over part of the surrounding wind, quickly raising the protective shield around the Little Cang World.

The Little Cang World quickly stabilized.

Wu Monkey King was also warily scanning his surroundings.

Seeing the Little Cang World secure, Wang Ba only then directed his gaze and Spiritual Sense swiftly towards the large stone.

The vast white fog obscured all vision, giving no trace of the person who had acted moments ago.

Yet at that moment, he suddenly heard a slightly surprised female voice emanating from within the massive hanging stone hidden in the white fog:

“Little Cang World?”

Upon hearing this female voice, Wang Ba’s entire being shuddered, a flash of disbelief passing through his eyes!

“This… Zhongsheng Continent language?!”

How could someone in this Wind Disaster Area, separated by countless miles, recognize the Little Cang World and even speak the language of Zhongsheng Continent?!

Thoughts of surprise had just arisen in his mind when the next moment, he felt an overpowering and unstoppable horrifying force of suction envelop him from above!

This force of suction came so suddenly that even when he tried to counteract it with the wind power driven by the Wind-Driving Staff, he was instantly captured by this pervasive and unstoppable suction.

The operating Yellow Dao Domain around him was quickly dismantled, its Five Elements part dispersed in a flash.

The terrifying suction directly penetrated the shattered Yellow Dao Domain, seizing Wang Ba, pulling him towards the massive dark stone.

“It’s Yuanci!”

Wang Ba’s heart trembled!

Fortunately, he had always been vigilant. With a thought, strands of Divine Patterns suddenly appeared on the Yellow Dao Domain around him!

“Hmm?”

From deep within the large stone came the female voice, somewhat surprised.

The next moment, Wang Ba’s body vanished like smoke, reappearing atop the Realm Membrane.

His expression grave, holding the Wind-Driving Staff, the wind around swirled, encircling the Little Cang World.

He focused intently on the source of the terrifying suction—a place shrouded by white fog.

“Interesting.”

The female voice held a slight note of surprise, her tone seemed to carry a touch of mockery:

“Among men, few have such courage as you. You might as well reverse Yin and Yang and become a woman.”

Though mocking, it also seemed somewhat earnest, as if she truly thought Wang Ba becoming a woman would do justice to his courage.

Wang Ba furrowed his brows slightly.

A woman who disliked men, excelled in Yuanci, and used Little Cang World Zhongsheng Continent language… why did this combination sound so familiar?

As his thoughts raced, he vaguely guessed the other’s identity, becoming more surprised and wary, tentatively asking:

“Senior, may I boldly ask… do you know Li Yuehua?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the surrounding white fog seemingly darken!

The wind sweeping past the large stone and Little Cang World also seemed to become stagnant at this moment…

His heart tightened, inexplicably sensing a disaster about to strike!

In the brief yet extended silence, the female voice softly came through, with a hint of disorientation, a degree of mockery, coldness, and a sliver of concern she seemed unaware of:

“That old undead, still alive?”

Wang Ba’s heart skipped a beat!

A glimpse of shock flashed in his eyes.

It was indeed her!

Even though he had already guessed the other’s identity, when she truly confirmed it, an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart.

She had clearly left the Little Cang World thousands of years ago, by right if alive, she should have ascended to The Heavens long ago, yet unexpectedly met her in this Wind Disaster Area.

Separated by thousands of years, countless miles apart.

Two who should never have met, yet they encountered each other.

Could such a coincidence exist in the world?

He used to scoff at coincidences, yet today could not help but marvel at the unpredictability of fate.

After a moment of hesitation, he courteously saluted from afar, then spoke:

“Wang Ba, pays respect to ‘Senior Sister Wu Hen’, my master long ago ascended in the Outer Realm, yet I did not see whether she…”

Before he finished speaking, the woman’s voice abruptly interrupted, astonished:

“What did you call me? Senior Sister?”

“Wait… master, aren’t you the disciple of the old undead?”

Wang Ba now fully confirmed the other’s identity, no longer hesitating, quietly calling within the realm:

“Taoist Friend.”

Inside the Little Cang World.

In the middle of the vast ocean at the center of The Four Great Continents, a dark vortex seemed like a portal leading to the Underworld.

And in this darkness, within the depths of the Underworld glimmered with countless specks of light, Daoist Yuanci abruptly opened his eyes.

With a thought, his figure silently appeared above the sea.

Above the Sky Dome, a small hole quietly opened.

He instantly flew out of the realm along this hole.

Seeing Wang Ba standing not far away, he nodded slightly, without needing words, he already knew everything, also saluting from afar towards the giant stone deep in the white fog, he spoke:

“I am Yuanci, paying respects to Senior Sister. Long ago, I obtained the teachings of my master Yuchen in the Yuanci Membrane Eye.”

“Incarnation… Yuchen…”

Deep within the white fog, the massive dark stone.

Upon hearing this name, the woman’s voice carried a hint of disorientation.

Too much time had passed.

She had almost forgotten this name.

Even as the name resounded, she felt little emotion.

It was as if she was hearing about someone entirely unrelated.

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