My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1046 - 805: Return to the Witch Realm, Everything Has Changed_2

Chapter 1046: Chapter 805: Return to the Witch Realm, Everything Has Changed_2

Anyway, they all ignored Wang Zijia.

He furrowed his brow in thought for a long while but reached no conclusion.

Having hit a wall countless times, Wang Zijia had grown accustomed to this. Ultimately, he could only set it aside once more and pay no more attention to them.

He carefully examined himself and went especially to check Bai Kuncheng’s Chaotic Sea of Knowledge to make sure there were no issues. After confirming everything was fine, he left.

Seeing Bai Kuncheng sitting in meditation, having entered a deep state of Entering Tranquility, Wang Zijia did not disturb him and quietly left.

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"How did it go, did everything go smoothly? Was it a complete cure or just a temporary solution?" As soon as he came out, Bai Liang, who had been waiting outside for a long time, immediately approached and bombarded him with questions.

Wang Zijia’s face was slightly pale, yet he replied with a smile, "The task is accomplished. Fellow Daoist Bai Kuncheng’s problem has been completely solved!"

Bai Liang’s face brightened with joy, and he let out a long sigh of relief, finally easing the worry in his heart.

Only then did he notice Wang Zijia’s exhausted expression and said, "You’ve worked hard, Friend Chiyang. Come, let’s go to the clan and host a banquet to relieve your fatigue."

Wang Zijia waved his hand and said, "No need, my work here is done, and I should be heading back."

"How can that be? If I did that, wouldn’t I be letting our fellow sect members look down on the Bai Family!" Bai Liang said with exceptional enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment before responding, "Then, I’ll impose for half a day. Please arrange a quiet place for me to rest first, Fellow Daoist."

"That’s easy! Please follow me," Bai Liang said as he led Wang Zijia out of the mountain belly.

"Please!"

Wang Zijia followed, returning the courtesy.

"May I ask, what did Fellow Daoist retrieve?" Bai Liang casually asked as they moved forward, adding, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, no matter what treasure you retrieved, our promise remains unchanged. I’m just curious about what it could be that successfully enabled the Patriarch to advance, yet tormented him for so many years."

Wang Zijia revealed a bitter smile, "I would like to show it to Fellow Daoist, but there was an accident when retrieving it. It has fused with my body, and I can’t even detect it for the time being."

As he spoke, Wang Zijia gestured with his hand, and a phantasm flowed. It was the scene where that seed suddenly flew out from Bai Kuncheng’s forehead and with Wang Zijia’s changing expression, it rapidly merged into his body.

Afterward, Wang Zijia swiftly checked himself and found that Bai Kuncheng had started to collapse, so he began emergency treatment.

Bai Liang watched as Wang Zijia checked to no avail and found that the Patriarch had a problem. Instead of addressing his own issues, he immediately stabilized the Patriarch’s condition.

A spell of silence followed.

’I owe him a huge favor now.’

’Why in the world did I ask that!’ Bai Liang’s thoughts tumbled as his face remained concerned, asking, "Are you alright, Fellow Daoist?"

Wang Zijia waved his hand and replied, "I’m fine for now. I’ll check myself more thoroughly later. At most, I’ll end up like Fellow Daoist Bai Kuncheng. Besides, with this condition, I can resolve it myself."

Bai Liang: "······"

At this moment, Bai Liang truly regretted asking that.

Had he not asked, things would have been fine since Wang Zijia had volunteered to retrieve that thing himself.

But now, having asked... he felt like he owed a significant favor.

"······"

Internally speechless, Bai Liang continued to chat with Wang Zijia with concern.

Subsequently, Wang Zijia was arranged to rest at the Bai Family for half a day. Later, after the banquet was prepared, the entire family enthusiastically attended the feast.

It was a fairly grand small banquet.

Actually, aside from not inviting a large number of guests, it was considered a big banquet; even Bai Kuncheng came out for it.

The banquet lasted most of the night.

The next day, Wang Zijia finally was able to return home.

Upon leaving, Bai Liang generously packed three Eighth Rank Flat Peaches for Wang Zijia as a parting gift, showing remarkable largess.

Wang Zijia declined for a while but eventually ’reluctantly’ accepted the gift.

Although to the current him the peaches were merely a treat, of less value than selling them for money, they were still nice to bestow upon disciples or to offer as reciprocal gifts for guests.

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After returning to the Immortal Cliff Residence in the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion, Wang Zijia started to become more active.

Every day, after handling routine affairs, he would start returning visits according to invitation cards, maintaining relationships with fellow sect members.

For the less important ones, he sent his disciples, and for the more powerful ones, he went personally.

He occasionally hosted banquets by the Main Peak Heavenly Pool in the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion.

It wasn’t that he particularly wanted to take this opportunity to impress, but rather because he had joined the sect for too short a time and greatly lacked connections.

It would have been fine if it was just him, but he had the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion under his command.

For matters like disciples from the Spirit Suppressing Realm and the Mini World joining the sect in the future, many connections would most certainly be needed.

If he didn’t want to have to do everything himself, even having to personally greet people while concocting pills, then these relationships were essential and had to be plentiful. Only then could he support his journey to Becoming Immortal and play the role of an uninvolved boss effectively.

Otherwise, if those below him encountered obstacles in every attempt to handle affairs, the same would be true in any world.

Fortunately, he had already become a Profound Immortal. With such a realm added to his exaggerated talent and memorably impressive entourage.

Adding all these factors together, his social circle...

As long as he was willing, he could establish it with ease and expand it quickly.

After such busy work for over a month, he had made rounds to all the sufficiently high-status people in the sect whom he personally needed to visit or host. Only then did he barely stop.

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One morning, Wang Zijia, along with several women, took their time practicing their punches and having breakfast.

"Good morning, Sect Leader!"

"Good morning, Master!"