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Chapter 1050 - 806: Looking Back, I’ve Become a Guru!_3

Chapter 1050: Chapter 806: Looking Back, I’ve Become a Guru!_3

Wang Zijia nodded, saying, "Have you found it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zerui looked towards Zeng Shouxin, the Turbid Immortal by his side.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia gave Zeng Shouxin another look and then frowned, "Are you using this thing?"

Zeng Shouxin’s body trembled slightly, his expression stiff. Seeing Wang Zijia’s frown, he hastily knelt down and said,

"Reporting to Red Sun Immortal Venerate, this disciple indeed attempted to use it previously, and later, due to some incidents during the clean-up, was forced to use it a few more times."

"But this disciple always remembered the Artifact Pavilion Prohibition, constantly suppressing and sealing this thing, daring not to overstep."

Wang Zijia glanced at Zeng Shouxin; without the intention of speaking further, he said, "Where is it, take this seat to it!"

"Please wait a moment, Immortal Venerate, this disciple will fetch it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Zijia’s brows furrowed again.

Zhang Zerui hastened to interrupt the other’s speech, "This disciple will lead the way; please follow me, Martial Uncle!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijia remained silent, his hands behind his back, hovering beneath the Dao Wheel with an indifferent expression as he flew downward.

Turbid Immortal Zeng Shouxin followed with a pale face and forehead glistening with sweat, in a state of panic.

The disciples around them also felt a sense of anxiety and trepidation in their hearts.

The crowd descended upon the cloud top and arrived in front of the Cultivation Room at the Main Peak in Zeng Shouxin’s courtyard.

Without waiting for Zeng Shouxin to act, Zhang Zerui stepped forward and opened his room. With a beckoning gesture, a Crystal Mechanical Leg Bone and a Crystal Mechanical Hand flew out from within.

Upon seeing this, all color drained from Zeng Shouxin’s face.

"Thud!"

He knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowing to Wang Zijia, "This disciple admits guilt, for I used a forbidden object in secret, violating the Artifact Pavilion Prohibition. Please punish me, Red Sun Immortal Venerate!"

"All of us disciples are guilty!" Behind Zeng Shouxin, a group of disciples also knelt down in unison.

Wang Zijia took the two utensils and examined them closely; after confirming them without error, he put them away with a flip of his hands and then turned around.

Zhang Zerui stood silently to one side with his head bowed, not saying a word.

Zeng Shouxin and the group of Zeng Family disciples continued kneeling together, prostrating on the ground. No one dared to stand up, with a sense of fear troubling their hearts.

Looking at Zeng Shouxin, Wang Zijia spoke coldly, "You have quite the nerve. Several disciples of the Artifact Pavilion among the Celestial Immortals, even the Vice Pavilion Master, could not purify this tool. They feared it would taint the disciples with the madness of the Mad God, turning them into Mad Demons, leading to the decision to seal it."

"You haven’t even straightened out your own Immortal path, yet you dare to meddle with this thing? It’s a small matter if you lose your own life, but if you create an anomaly that blows up this world, who will take responsibility then?"

Zeng Shouxin’s body trembled, "This disciple admits his guilt. Please punish me, Immortal Venerate!"

"Enough. This seat can’t be bothered with all these damned messes you’ve caused. Punish yourself," Wang Zijia said to Zhang Zerui.

Zhang Zerui paused for a moment, and a stunned Zeng Shouxin soon realized what Wang Zijia meant.

One to defend, the other to reside over the clan — how could their relationship be bad?

It was apparent in this brief moment that not only did the two share a deep connection, but Zhang Zerui was clearly acting as the hands-off boss.

"Many thanks, Martial Uncle, for your mercy. This disciple will surely punish him severely without fail!"

"Many thanks, Immortal Venerate, for your mercy!"

The Zeng Family members also let out collective sighs of relief.

"Since you’ve taken on the role of defender, being affable isn’t an issue, but there are certain bottom lines you must remember. Otherwise, next time it won’t be this seat coming, and it might not be so easy!"

Zhang Zerui, who had been standing silently, immediately bowed and said, "You are correct in your instruction, Martial Uncle. This disciple will remember."

"There are a total of twelve pieces of the Mad God’s artifacts in this world. How many are there now?" Wang Zijia asked.

Zhang Zerui, taken aback for a moment, as Zeng Shouxin quickly replied, "Reporting to Immortal Venerate, currently there are four known to have shown some signs, while the whereabouts of the other eight are still unknown."

"Is there any information regarding the remaining two?" Wang Zijia asked, turning his head.

Zeng Shouxin also paused, speaking cautiously, "We are incapable, unable to recover and seal the remaining two."

"All talk, no action. I’m asking for the whereabouts of the remaining two, not your responsibility," said Wang Zijia, his brows knitting together once more.

Zeng Shouxin trembled again, hastily speaking with sweat beading his forehead, "The right foot is in the hands of the Undead God Family. Using this object, their escaping technique is extraordinary, and we have surrounded them several times to no avail."

"Because of their secretive movements, we can only confirm that they are within the territory of the Thorn Flower Kingdom."

"The other piece is likely the Mad God’s Divine Body, obtained by a Physical cultivation-level Demigod... by a Physical Cultivation Demigod who Crossed Tribulation and slaughtered to obtain it. The specific information is unclear, but it is likely in the Blood Color Kingdom or in the surrounding countries."

"He is seeking to become a god, surely hiding in one of the countries within his primary region of belief."

"And because the rebels of this realm have been nurtured by the Mad God for many years, all are aiding in its concealment, and as we dare not cause too much slaughter, we can only plan slowly, seeking to educate."

Wang Zijia glanced at the two and said, "Take this seat there."

Zeng Shouxin’s expression stiffened, "This disciple doesn’t know the exact location!"

Before Wang Zijia could reply, Zhang Zerui scolded, "Does Martial Uncle need your guesses? Day after day, you learn nothing. Martial Uncle is telling you to take him to the kingdoms and principalities you mentioned!"

"Ah, right!" Zeng Shouxin hurriedly said, "This way please, Immortal Venerate!"

It was clear that he had truly been frightened by Wang Zijia.

This was not only due to Wang Zijia’s status as a Profound Immortal, but mainly because he had violated the Artifact Pavilion Prohibition, secretly concealing, and even using, a harmful Immortal Tool.

"The two of you dangling about are too slow; if there’s any spy inside, it’s easy for the target to escape. Mark the location for this seat," Wang Zijia suddenly said, throwing out a Light Screen Map to Zeng Shouxin.

Zeng Shouxin heard this and looked at the light screen in front of him, quickly tapping it twice.

Without another word, Wang Zijia’s body surged with Immortal Yuan, enveloping the two, and they directly vanished into thin air.

Only after Wang Zijia and the two others had completely disappeared did the disciples in the sky quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the Zeng Family’s second-in-command immediately said, "Seal off the clan compound. Before Immortal Venerate returns, no one is allowed to contact the outside world!"

It was clear they had heeded Wang Zijia’s earlier words. Although they were convinced the likelihood was small, their multiple failed encirclement attempts were probably caused by the trouble of the rebels of this realm.

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