My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 104: A man’s stomach can’t be too bad

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: A man’s stomach can’t be too bad

"Junior Brother, may I assist you?" Wang Zijia stopped in his tracks and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Senior Brother An mentioned that Senior Brother Wang has an advanced study cram session. I wonder if brothers from other buildings can sign up?" the youth asked cautiously, looking at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "The cram session is currently only open to disciples from our building. If you truly want to advance,wait until two months later. After the preliminary exam is over, I might begin more advanced classes."

As a mentor, Wang Zijia’s primary objective now was not to make money, but to build his reputation . Therefore, until he achieved excellent results and caught the Tower Master’s attention, he had no intent of providing ’advanced study’ to other students. If these students successfully advance, their progress would not be attributed to his efforts, but those of his peers.

If one person excels in their course, they are considered a genius. However, if everyone excels in their courses, it is the Tower Master’s excellent management that is credited!

"Oh!" The youth responded with a hint of disappointment, then instantly rallied and said, "Then I’ll just have to wait for your good news, Senior Brother!"

"Hmm", Wang Zijia casually acknowledged before turning and leaving.

The youth turned around, listlessly retreating.

After spending the day at work creating talismans, Wang Zijia headed to Southward Street and purchased some essence blood of Beasts and highly dangerous items before returning to Biyi Court.

...

"We’ve already started working on the Dao Kung. We should be able to exchange them all by tomorrow at the latest." Xiang Feifei suddenly brought up the subject at dinner.

"That’s quick," Wang Zijia looked up with surprise.

"Yeah. While five thousand Dao Kung is quite a bit, it’s not a prohibitively large amount. Plus lately, not many from our families are gathering Dao Kung," Xiang Feifei continued to explain while eating, "Due to the big competition in half a year, not many people in the sect are breaking through. Most of those with initiative are suppressing their Cultivation to aim for the once-in-a-decade competition."

"As such, there are fewer people exchanging Dao Kung through various channels than usual, so most people from the past two months still haven’t exchanged their salary for Magic money. With grandpa’s private connections, it should be easily satisfied."

The sect had a special faction that conducted the business of exchanging Dao Kung and Magic money. As bottom-tier monks, most of their monthly salaries were also exchanged for Magic money. For instance, twenty Dao Kung could be exchanged for twenty-one Kirin Dollars, which was considered a decent income.

"Alright then! In a few days, I’ll need you to help me change an amount of ten thousand. No rush, we can do it privately and slowly over time," Wang Zijia nodded and responded.

Xiang Feifei paused in her meal, looked at Wang Zijia and after some hesitation, finally said, "Should I tell Sixth Great Uncle about this? I’ve heard from him that Second Great Uncle agreed that when it’s your turn to breakthrough, the clan would gather resources together for you."

Wang Zijia looked at Xiang Feifei with a gentle smile and shook his head, "No, it’s unnecessary. After all, I am not going to marry into your family in the future. It wouldn’t be right for the Xiang family to have to financially support me, I wouldn’t be able to hold my head high in front of your family in the future."

"Alright then," Xiang Feifei stopped for a while, cheeks colored slightly, and said, "Actually, there’s no need to be so clear about this. The uncles of the clan don’t really mind these things. Otherwise, after discovering your talent, they would have found a way for you to be adopted into our family."

"Hmm, I know," Wang Zijia nodded, still smiling, but didn’t elaborate any further.

Xiang Feifei might not care, but he had to.

If he wasn’t capable, that would be a different story. For the sake of his future, he could bear the shame and live off the Xiangs. But now that he was full-fledged on the Great Dao, would it be right to let the entire Xiang family scrimp and save just to support him, the son-in-law? This was completely different from Xiang Feifei giving him gifts.

After finishing their dinner with some casual chatter, Wang Zijia returned to his Cultivation Room. He consumed a Wisdom Heart Pill, started practicing his punches and after completing his daily evening routine, started making talismans again.

After about four hours of making talismans, it was already nightfall.

With a thought, Wang Zijia produced a Clay Flying Bird. As the bird merged with the spirit image on his chest, it transformed into a pitch-black raven with a dark, ominous aura, giving an unsettling feeling.

With another thought from Wang Zijia,the raven flew out of Biyi Court, crossing several miles to stop in the shadow of a tree in a Small Courtyard within the An family district in the North.

As the light in the raven’s eyes faded, the raven turned into a statue-like figure among the tree branches, remaining silent.

...

Meanwhile, Wang Zijia, who had already prepared the evening before, regained his senses accompanied by the appearance of the Red Copper Weight. With Wang Zijia’s consciousness, he and the Penglai Illusion went into an unfamiliar chaos.

Under the red glow emanating from the Red Copper Weight, countless phantasmal weights, silver or black iron, surfaced.

After a moment, Wang Zijia managed to sort out the information about his counterpart.

Name: An Yuanhang

Cultivation: Child, Late Stage

Dao cultivation: 100 years (18000/18000)

Spiritual Roots: Medium Grade (4th Grade)

Cultivation Method: Universe Law Canon (Child Chapter)

Spell: Spirit Pointing Talisman (Beginner 78/300)...

Available Skill Value Degree: 9743

Once he had a clear understanding of the other person’s information, Wang Zijia focused his mind, and his body quickly transformed.

His body became slender, his face refined and mature, brimming with a sense of time-worn experience. A pair of eyes filled with profound solitude and a certain charm exuded an allure.

Having done all of this, Wang Zijia entered the Penglai Fairy Palace.

The visage of An Yuanhang also slowly materialized at the entrance of the palace.

...

An Yuanhang, who had already gone to bed, woke up from his groggy state. Looking around blankly, he saw the Huge Stone Monument and Immortal Family Attic in front of him and muttered with bewilderment, "Penglai Fairy Palace? Am I dreaming?"

Before he could speak further, a wave of information coursed through his mind. His eyes went from blank to shocked, quickly changing to a look of surprise.

He then eagerly stepped into the palace with a sense of urgency. The moment he entered, he was astounded by the sight of large cabinets emitting awe-inspiring spiritual light.

"Oh, another destined person has arrived? I wonder which world teeming with cultivation the Penglai has drifted to this time!" A young yet age-worn voice filled the hall as An Yuanhang stayed in a daze.

An Yuanhang slightly regained his wits, strode up to Yun Zhongzi and gave a respectful bow, "Disciple of Wanyu Sect, An Yuanhang, pays his respect to Exalted Immortal."

"I am not an Exalted Immortal. You can simply call me Yun Zhongzi. I am the humble shopkeeper of the Penglai Fairy Palace," Yun Zhongzi spoke with his age-worn voice with a hint of indifference.

"Sir, I respect your decree," An Yuanhang replied respectfully.

As a former third-ranking member of the younger generation of the An Family who was once close to the patriarch and had the opportunity to meet the elder of the clan, An Yuanhang’s knowledge was considerable.

And it was precisely his extensive knowledge that allowed him to understand just how miraculous his current dream-like encounter was.