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Chapter 1082 - 816: What Kind of Ghost is Five Ghosts Warming the Bed?! [Subscribe Plea, Monthly Ticket Request]_4

Chapter 1082: Chapter 816: What Kind of Ghost is Five Ghosts Warming the Bed?! [Subscribe Plea, Monthly Ticket Request]_4

To truly blow everything up would be a perfectly executed move worthy of a golden immortal!

Wang Zijia was finalizing his trump cards, only when everything was replenished did he conclude this brief period of seclusion.

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This day, Wang Zijia finally left the Duobao World.

"Meeting the Pavilion Master!" Early in the morning, An Xingsheng had been waiting outside his room, seemingly a habit he had developed over the past few days.

Wang Zijia glanced at him, looked around, and didn’t see any other disciples. As he moved to the courtyard to start his boxing routine, he asked, "Where are the others?"

An Xingsheng followed earnestly, watching Wang Zijia practice his boxing intently. He knew this well enough himself, and many disciples in the pavilion were persisting in it.

However, he did not join in the boxing, but stood respectfully to the side and replied,

"Prefect Li and the Head Teacher have familiarized themselves with the general situation of the battlefield in the past few days. They started trying to take on tasks yesterday, attempting to meet the quota for our Spirit Suppressing Pavilion."

Wang Zijia continued his boxing movements without pause and said, "The sooner they get familiar with it, the better, since they’ll have to face it sooner or later. Taking the initiative allows for some choice."

An Xingsheng did not continue the topic, seeing it conclude, he then retrieved several pieces of material from his sleeve. He did not hand them to Wang Zijia, who was still practicing boxing but held onto the materials and explained,

"These were delivered a few days ago by someone from the Task Pavilion, saying they were battlefield secrets you had ordered be brought here."

"Since you were in seclusion, I put them away. As they are top-secret information, I couldn’t look at them. See if they’re what you need? Otherwise, I’ll make another trip."

Wang Zijia’s expression shifted slightly, his boxing movements uninterrupted, he glanced at the materials in An Xingsheng’s hands.

Perhaps because the secrets involved were of a very high level, they were all on paper, sealed with wax.

With a thought, Wang Zijia’s Identity token flew out automatically, and under its flashing light, the seal was undone. After a brief scan with his divine thought, he said, "Hmm, indeed, these are the things I need. Just put them somewhere, I’ll look at them after I’m finished here."

An Xingsheng, hearing this, placed the materials on the stone table in the courtyard. He then said, "Then, I shall take my leave."

Wang Zijia glanced at An Xingsheng without stopping his movements and said, "If you have nothing else to do these days, familiarize yourself with this place. But with your cultivation, don’t get involved in tasks, not even cleaning the battlefield."

"With the state of the Inner Realm, even a corpse could kill you. You just need to familiarize yourself with the conditions of this border Cave World."

An Xingsheng, speaking of which, already had substantial cultivation. At a young age, he was already preparing to become an Infant God, to achieve the status of a God Monarch.

If this had been within the Wanyu Sect before, to have advanced from a child to his current state in just over a decade – even with the years wasted before he met Wang Zijia – at most he would only be fifty or sixty years old, a true prodigy.

However, because he was Wang Zijia’s ’Secretary,’ he was exposed to Wang Zijia’s top-tier circle, where he regularly encountered Tribulation-crossing disciples or Immortal Venerates.

So, in terms of cultivation, he really was insignificant, not even considered a beginner on the Great Dao!

To say a corpse could kill him was an understatement; staying too long in the Inner Realm could drive anyone mad.

"I understand. I’ll carefully learn about all the details of this place to ensure I’m as familiar with it as our pavilion, and provide good logistics support for the disciples," An Xingsheng replied.

Wang Zijia then waved his hand and said, "Alright, you can go."

An Xingsheng bowed and turned to leave.

Wang Zijia continued his boxing practice. This was his main way of accumulating value, although not much was needed, he couldn’t do without it, lest he be unable to continue with exchanges.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Zijia finished his exercises for the day and then took the materials to his temporary residence’s study room. Only after sitting down did he start to seriously look through the papers in his hands.

Probably because his level was high enough, the materials included all the top-secret information of the Inner Realm.

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