My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1057 - 809

Chapter 1057: 809

"Wave!"

As Wang Zijia’s gaze fell on the originally invisible soul line, the line trembled violently, straightened out, and then snapped instantly.

The moment the soul line broke, Tuobafeihu, who stood before Wang Zijia, stiffened, his soul instantly obliterated, and his corpse disintegrated into a puddle of blood mud.

Wang Zijia paused momentarily, then chuckled, "Well, you’ve truly mastered the essence of lingering. Quite interesting."

Seeing this, Li Feipeng spoke up, "Has he escaped, Master? Should we pursue him?"

Wang Zijia lifted the item in his hand and responded, "Pursue what? I wasn’t here to exorcise demons in the first place. Let him go. Although it’s not that he couldn’t be caught, considering how he fled, it would take at least a few days of pursuit. I can’t be bothered to expend that effort."

Wang Zijia tentatively activated the book again, casting a wide net of vague sensing for the last component, but ultimately found nothing.

Anyway, it wasn’t about completing a set. Missing one piece was just that, missing one piece.

"Let’s go!"

As he spoke, the two of them vanished abruptly from the cave mansion, leaving nothing behind but a pool of blood water.

...

When Wang Zijia reappeared, he had already returned to the Great Hall of the East Desolate Taiqing Palace.

Wang Zijia glanced at Li Feipeng and said, "Let’s handle it this way for now. With only one piece left, it’s unlikely to cause much stir."

"You don’t have to personally watch over it anymore. Just have the disciples below keep an eye out," he continued. "As for yourself...if you want to return to the clan, then go. If you’d rather stay here, then stay."

"Disciple understands!" Li Feipeng replied immediately.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia no longer said anything, "With the matter resolved, I shall depart!"

"Farewell, Master!" As Li Feipeng bowed, Wang Zijia had already disappeared without a trace.

No sooner had Wang Zijia left, than a disciple hurriedly entered the Great Hall.

"What is it?" Li Feipeng asked.

"Reporting to Martial Uncle, your Junior Brother, Yu Clan Master Yu Guangyun has come to visit and is already at the entrance," the other immediately responded.

"Yu Junior Brother? Quite prompt, but still a few steps too late. Let’s go, we’ll meet him," Li Feipeng said as he led the way out of the Great Hall.

No sooner had they left the Great Hall than Yu Feiyun flew towards them in haste. Clearly, no disciple dared to stop Yu Guangyun now, and he had arrived by the time the message was passed on.

"Senior Brother Feipeng, where is our Master?" asked Yu Guangyun with a dim look upon seeing only Li Feipeng.

"You’re half a step too late. If you wish to visit Master, head to the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion," Li Feipeng replied.

Yu Guangyun’s expression dimmed momentarily, "Never mind then. I haven’t even completed the tasks Master assigned to me; I won’t embarrass myself before him."

Hearing this, Li Feipeng halted, seeming to recall something, and asked, "By the way, is that grocery store yours part of the teleportation network Master ordered to be built?"

Yu Guangyun gave Li Feipeng a puzzled look before replying, "Didn’t you read about the Contribution System and the requests? It’s not just a teleportation point; it’s the Node Network of the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion throughout the entire East Wilderness."

"I was taken as a disciple by Master after my ascension and didn’t have any understanding of the Pavilion’s affairs. And these past two years, I’ve been in closed-door cultivation to comprehend divine powers, so I really haven’t had much contact or understanding of these matters. You’ve come at the right time, Junior Brother. Let’s go to my place and discuss this."

"I shall respectfully comply!"

"..."

The two conversed and left the Great Hall, heading toward Li Feipeng’s Special Courtyard near the Main Spiritual Vein of the East Wilderness.

Though one had only recently crossed tribulation, and the other was already an Immortal, the status gap was significant.

But as nominal disciples of Wang Zijia, neither gave much thought to these distinctions, and there was an air of closeness between them.

After all, in Wang Zijia’s lineage, the number of disciples was sparse, mainly consisting of nominal ones, with hardly any difference among them.

In the Suppressing Spirit Pavilion, with its many factions, they subconsciously sought to band together, forming what was called the direct line.

...

Immortal Cliff Residence, Wang Zijia’s figure emerged in the room.

After arriving at his seat, he took out all of his gains from the day.

Seven divine equipment components, two damaged divine kingdoms, and a heap of miscellaneous items, likely relics of two major god systems, floated before his eyes.

Of course, the initial downfall of the two god systems was abrupt, caused by a Profound Immortal big shot taking them by surprise.

As a result, the finer items had already been scavenged by the likes of Li Benlin and a few other Celestial Immortals who came to clean up afterward.

The things Wang Zijia obtained from the hands of the two remnants this time were essentially the surviving garbage these two had collected.

For example, secret storage facilities and items the mortal church had swiftly moved after discovering the fall of gods, and so on...

After a moment, Wang Zijia carefully sorted through the items.

"Pavilion Master, you were looking for me?"

Before Wang Zijia finished sorting, An Xingsheng received the message and hurried back.

One couldn’t be sure what he was busy with, but he seemed to have arrived in a rush.

"Wait a moment!"

Wang Zijia replied briefly before dismissing him and quickly sorting out the garbage from the damaged divine kingdoms.

After a quiet moment, Wang Zijia signaled with his hand, gathering up some utensils and items heavily polluted by the madness of gods, and stored them away.

The remaining assortment of spiritual objects and such was gathered into a storage bag, which he handed to An Xingsheng.

An Xingsheng hastily caught it.

"Dispose of all this garbage. There should be about ten million Spirit Essence worth. Afterwards, distribute them as part of the Elixir List," Wang Zijia commanded.