My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1108 - 825: Discovering a God-Tier Floor Cleaning Technique!_2

Chapter 1108: Chapter 825: Discovering a God-Tier Floor Cleaning Technique!_2

While the golden immortal was still far off, Wang Zijia had already found the path.

As his exploration of the mutated divine power, the Clean World White Lotus, deepened, Wang Zijia’s means of absorbing the world’s pollution gradually matured.

Gradually, he had discovered a method to devour the Inner Realm, this rich piece of flesh.

Looking at each of these polluted realms, Wang Zijia felt as if he saw his opportunity to become a golden immortal, finding the most bountiful resources!

With multiple absorptions, he gradually understood the general system of the Inner Realm’s operation.

Wang Zijia slowly realized where the power went after the Demon was killed and dissolved.

These Sinners were not just derivatives of the sealed Fate Sin, they were also his source of power, his granary.

Through the pollution he spread, he tainted various creatures, including but not limited to living creatures and utensils, even the world itself, turning them into his reserves of resources.

When these polluted beings died, a part of them would be absorbed by Fate Sin, becoming food for its growth;

a part would merge into the world, becoming a force that corroded the world, loosening and polluting the seal.

Now, Wang Zijia intended not to compete with Fate Sin for the part he absorbed, as that would be a clash at the level of rules, and Wang Zijia was not so naive.

What Wang Zijia wanted to deal with was the part that infected the world!

Essentially, he and Fate Sin could be the same kind of entity, with the same dietary resources.

Of course, having the equivalent of a Balance Scale, Wang Zijia could consume everything, so it could be the same or it might not.

It all depended on how he chose to act!

What to choose!

’Hmm?’

’Is it up to my own choice?’

’Interesting, I always feel that something is interfering with a lot of things!’

’...’

After Wang Zijia had cleared five places, he, now understanding many things, suppressed his rampant thoughts.

His power was not yet sufficient to contemplate these things, and further speculation would be futile.

He buried his head again and cleaned the other regions of the Night Star Netherworld Realm, and after ensuring there were no new Great Demon emerging, Wang Zijia stopped paying attention.

Although cleaning the entire world could yield him one or two trillion, it was too much trouble, taking years at the least.

With even fattier meat on offer, Wang Zijia was more willing to chew on that first before dealing with these.

Even from a strategic standpoint, it was better to first stabilize the overall situation at the front line before slowly dealing with the ends.

Therefore, after Wang Zijia largely finished cleaning, he did not waste time continuing to "cleanse."

Instead, he flicked his hand and took out something else.

It was a piece of letter paper, with a few lines of text in the front and a blurred map of some place in the back.

He sensed it slightly, and the letter paper, with a faint but clear directive, still pointed deeper into the inner rings.

"Do I have to go deeper? This is the tenth ring already? Surely this so-called second Parenting Room isn’t established on the seventeenth layer, on the edge of the sealed realm, right?"

"If that’s the case, I guess it’s already a world of Wicked Ghosts now!"

After all, the Crystal Barrier System of the entire Inner Realm had only eighteen layers, and the eighteenth layer was already the dwelling of Fate Sin; the seventeenth layer was already completely polluted!

Wang Zijia felt the direction, frowned slightly, and his thoughts churned.

However, although that’s what he thought, Wang Zijia had no intention of stopping.

Whether it was the expectation for the new ’Parenting Room’ or the need to absorb the Pollution, the deeper Wang Zijia delved, the greater and faster the gains.

So without hesitation, of course, caution was also essential.

After all, this belonged to the front line, and although the world was not completely polluted and not favored by Wicked Ghosts, they rarely appeared in these areas, but Wang Zijia preferred not to encounter them.

Packing up everything and marking his Status as complete, Wang Zijia did not head home but, following the guidance of the letter, operated his stealth means to the fullest and once again headed deeper into the eleventh ring.

’...’

Carefully passing through realms and entering the eleventh layer realm, Wang Zijia immediately felt a difference.

The entire world seemed alive, with large areas of land undergoing flesh transmutations, visible vegetations of flesh everywhere.

The entire world was pervaded with strangeness, deformity, and bizarre anomalies.

There was hardly any Spiritual power to be felt in the air, all replaced by the utterly polluted aura of Wicked Ghosts.

The horrifying density of pollution meant that low-level disciples wouldn’t have to do anything; just by merely breathing in once, they would directly suffer Detrimental Mutation.

This world, though not completely transmuted, was halfway there.

Compared to the world Wang Zijia first supported that nourished Wicked Ghosts, this was somewhat worse; this was the overall progression of this realm!

Yet, Wang Zijia felt not the slightest discomfort.

On the contrary, he felt an inexplicable sense of innate comfort.

The Immortal Yuan within him became exceedingly lively and excited, as if he had some peculiar instinct...

As if he was originally a fish that had been walking on land with feet and breathing with his mouth for countless years, and now suddenly returned to water, feeling utterly relieved all over, with his Immortal Yuan active and in excellent condition!

It seemed as if such a place was meant to be his habitat, the perfect abode for his breeding, arrival, and nurturing.

This feeling left Wang Zijia extremely conflicted.

By his aesthetic standards, such a place ought to be hair-raising and unsettling in his heart.

But the current reality was... he felt like a dog seeing feces, drooling at the sight, which was an utterly strange sensation!