Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 391: Chapter 25 Fallen_1

“It’s Zhang Tailai.”

Wang Ba was quick to respond.

He glanced briefly at himself, found no flaws in his appearance, and then stepped forward to open the door.

To his surprise, there were no cultivators from the three great sects outside, only Zhang Tailai radiating a thick smell of smoke, hurriedly rushing in with an anxious expression.

Upon seeing Wang Ba safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Shen, you didn’t answer the door and scared me to death!”

Wang Ba’s face gave nothing away as he asked, puzzled, “Master Zhang, what happened?”

Zhang Tailai shook his head and said, “I don’t know, I just heard two noises outside, so I immediately went to check.”

“Then I remembered Shen and hurried back.”

“You… heard two noises?”

Wang Ba faltered.

He turned his head and looked at Bu Chan in confusion, “While I was meditating, were there two noises outside?”

Bu Chan nodded, “Yes, they were very loud. I have no idea what could make such a noise.”

“I went over there to check it out, it seemed like the sound of a Thunder Seed.”

Zhang Tailai scratched his head bemusedly.

Wang Ba shook his head, struggling to make sense of it:

“Never mind, we won’t delve into it further. It’s likely some cultivators are fighting outside the city.”

“We’re not going out anyway, so there’s no need to worry.”

Zhang Tailai’s honest face adopted a look of uncertain comprehension: “Oh, then I’ll be on my way.”

“Hehe, Master Zhang, don’t be in such a rush to leave. I’ve been meditating for days and am feeling a bit suffocated. How about we have some spirit wine together?”

Wang Ba interrupted, persuading him to stay.

Bu Chan glanced at Wang Ba then retired with a smile, going to fetch the spirit wine.

At the mention of spirit wine, Zhang Tailai’s eyes perked up.

However, he seemed to hesitate, a struggle apparent on his face:

“Big brother doesn’t let me drink willy-nilly…”

“The intoxicating quality of this spirit wine is easily dispelled, it won’t get you drunk.”

Wang Ba spoke laughingly.

Soon, Bu Chan had fetched the spirit wine and prepared some snacks.

Unable to refuse any longer, Zhang Tailai sat down and got to eating and drinking.

He began to grow more and more tipsy, even loosening his clothing and taking big gulps of the wine.

Seeing this, Wang Ba had no choice but to pour his drink and start drinking himself.

Before long, there was another knock on the main door.

“It’s quite peculiar today.”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but mutter.

Bu Chan had already walked to the door, deactivated the formation, and pulled the door open.

He saw a cultivator dressed in Xuli Sect robes peering inside. Their gaze fell on Wang Ba and across to Zhang Tailai, then they hastily averted their eyes and began conversing in subtle whispers with Bu Chan, quickly leaving afterward.

“What did he say just now?”

Wang Ba asked curiously.

Bu Chan did not conceal anything: “He said just now someone seemed to have set off two Class II Thunder Seeds outside the city. They were worried that someone might want to harm you, so they specially came to check. Seeing that you were safe, they left.”

Wang Ba nodded slightly after hearing this.

But on Zhang Tailai’s face appeared a trace of pride: “See! I was right, wasn’t I?”

“Hehe, Master Zhang, you have a sharp eye; indeed, you can see through the illusion.”

Wang Ba lightly flattered him, drawing out a hearty laugh from Zhang Tailai.

After drinking for a while longer, Zhang Tailai, his face flush with alcohol, left Wang Ba’s residence in a wobbly state.

Looking at Zhang Tailai’s retreating figure, Wang Ba was momentarily lost in thought.

“Brother.”

Bu Chan walked over to Wang Ba’s side.

Wang Ba immediately came to his senses, albeit with a somewhat grave expression:

“Something’s not right. I clearly only let off one Thunder Seed. Why were there two noises?”

“What was the interval between these two noises?”

“About six breaths.”

Bu Chan recalled for a moment and provided a number.

Wang Ba pondered: “In other words, just after I left using the teleportation array, someone arrived and set off another Thunder Seed.”

“But who was it? And why did they do this?”

Bu Chan’s eyes flashed as she analyzed:

“You set off a Thunder Seed to attract the attention of the three great sects and to make them discover the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators. The second person to set off a Thunder Seed was unlikely to be continuing to attract attention. They either happened to be fighting someone and used this Thunder Seed, or they used the explosion of the Thunder Seed to hide something.”

“The former is somewhat coincidental, and the latter, what could there be at the scene needing to be hidden?”

Almost without thinking, both Wang Ba and Bu Chan spoke their answers at the same time:

“It was those incense-burning Dao cultivators!”

“Someone is helping the Incense Fire Dao in secret!”

Wang Ba quickly supplemented, “And considering the timing, there could very well be their people within Yong’an City!”

Thinking of this possibility, both of them were filled with foreboding.

The scenes of the incense-burning Dao cultivators wreaking havoc in Chen State were still fresh in their memories.

Perhaps to confront a single incense-burning Dao cultivator would not be intimidating, but their insidious resiliency and capacity to proliferate like tenacious weeds made them troublesome.

The current situation was becoming somewhat reminiscent of the time when Wang Ba was at the East Saint Sect. The incense-burning Dao seemed to be the Tianmen Cult disguising themselves in the shadows.

Only, the Incense Fire Dao was not the Tianmen Cult.

And the present Wang Ba was no longer the helpless Wang Ba who could be easily manipulated.

Wang Ba’s gaze cooled and he began to analyse:

“The people from the Incense Fire Dao probably don’t know that I was the one who discovered them.”

“Anticipating the discovery of their identities, they’ll inevitably lie low; they probably won’t make any moves for now.”