Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

A drink and a peck, can it be anything but fate?

At this moment, there is a feeling in the heart.

The Yin-Yang energy within the Nascent Soul's nostrils suddenly trembles, and then quietly flies out, forming an endless circular loop.

Black energy turns white, white energy turns black, one Yin and one Yang, conforming to the Heavenly Dao.

Faintly, it takes the shape of Taiji.

The Path of Yin and Yang, at this moment, quietly achieves a minor completion.

Feeling the changes in the Yin-Yang energy inside his nostrils, Wang Ba feels no great joy in his heart.

Having cultivated for many years, although this is a moment of sudden enlightenment, it is just a matter of things following their natural course.

Now that the Path of Yin and Yang is minimally achieved, he no longer needs to worry that taking action would affect the gathering and growth of his Yin-Yang energy.

He only needs to periodically harvest the Yin-Yang energy condensed by the Double-headed Stone Lizard to steadily enhance the power of his Yin-Yang energy.

Just thinking about it.

Wang Ba suddenly sees an unkempt old Daoist approaching from a low altitude in the distance.

This old Daoist has only achieved Qi Cultivation Stage II or III, shows a pained expression, and clings to a Teleportation Talisman, hurrying and staggering as he flies.

In Wang Ba's eyes, he is barely faster than an ant.

His face is anxious, and he is muttering under his breath:

"...Hurry! Hurry! Must be faster! The divination says I am about to encounter a great opportunity, which I must not miss!"

"Opportunity?"

Wang Ba's heart stirs, becoming interested.

Watching the old Daoist heading straight for 'Great Rain City' below, he frowns slightly but still follows.

With his cultivation, the old Daoist naturally cannot detect his presence.

Soon, the old Daoist runs straight into Great Rain City.

Wang Ba's expression quietly changes:

"Could it really be such a coincidence?"

But he sees the old Daoist stopping within the city, calculating with his fingers for a long time, looking up at the sky, then down at the ground, and finally stopping at the courtyard gate where Song Dongyang's reincarnation resides.

Wang Ba is immediately shocked:

"Really, what is this situation?"

"A Qi Cultivating cultivator... can have such abilities?"

A cultivator's reincarnation is the embodiment of a True Spirit, without any strange phenomena calling forth.

There isn't any mana in him.

Aside from the possibility of awakening Innate Wisdom, there is no difference from ordinary infants.

It's essentially impossible to sense this.

Only high-class cultivators occasionally have whims that produce some sensations related to themselves.

But these are generally unclear.

Even as a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it is the same for him.

It is only because the Yin God's perception of believers is clear that he noticed the existence of Song Dongyang's reincarnation.

Yet a Qi Cultivating cultivator could divine Song Dongyang's reincarnation body... this makes Wang Ba find it incomprehensible.

Meanwhile, outside the courtyard.

The old Daoist knocks on the door.

Quickly, the very Song Dalang who opened the door for Wang Ba opens the door again.

Seeing an extremely disheveled old Daoist, he is immediately puzzled:

"Who are you...?"

The old Daoist has no Spiritual Sense, dodges a glance around, and noticing the blood-stained rob hanging outside, takes a slight sniff of the air.

Then, with a plan in mind, he strokes his beard and laughs:

"The old Daoist has calculated that your son and I have a destiny together, I have come today especially to take your son as my disciple."

However, to his surprise, the middle-aged man shows no joy, but instead his face immediately turns wary:

"Who are you?"

"Hehe, you don't need to know the identity of the old Daoist, just know that your child and I are destined, follow me and he will attain immortality!"

The old Daoist said arrogantly.

What the old Daoist least expected was that what met him was the rapid closing of the door by the middle-aged man.

"Hmm? What is going on?"

The old Daoist, having experienced a setback, is immediately full of confusion.

After hesitating, he looks up and glances around the courtyard.

But he sees a sky full of light within the courtyard, unlike any he has ever seen before.

Unable to contain himself, he scans the surroundings, confirms no one is watching, and then draws out a crumpled talisman, gently rubbing it.

The talisman immediately bursts into flames.

As the talisman burns out, the old Daoist's figure also disappears instantly.

The next moment, he leaps over the courtyard wall with incredible lightness, sweeping a glance at the middle-aged man who just opened the door, and scoffs.

He then heads straight for the house where the light is emanating from.

He sees a woman tidying up the room.

He does not pause for a moment, passing directly by the woman, his gaze landing on a baby on the bed.

His eyes light up instantly:"Opportunity!"

"My opportunity!"

He eagerly walks toward the baby.

However, the next moment.

His vision suddenly goes dark!

His entire body uncontrollably flies backwards at great speed.

"What is going on!? What is happening?!"

Just as the old Daoist is in a state of panic, a voice reaches his ears, steady but with a hint of amusement:

"Did you calculate this current opportunity?"