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Chapter 1135 - 834: Search

Chapter 1135: Chapter 834: Search

Representatives of various factions began to report on major matters one by one, and Wang Zijia listened lazily, controlling the general direction.

Fortunately, he had already established a very complete system management mechanism; otherwise, he would have been incredibly busy.

It was only after the better part of a day that most matters were consecutively finalized.

When all matters were roughly taken care of, Wang Zijia suddenly turned to Ice Frost and said, "By the way, you will establish a new ’major pulse’."

Everyone paused at the same time, turning their gaze towards Wang Zijia. What kind of ’major pulse’ required Wang Zijia himself to give the order for its establishment?

Although the various factions had at most just a decade of integration, with the combined procedures of the Immortal Alliance and the Taiching Palace, the faction derivations within the Spirit Suppressing Pavilion were actually very streamlined, capable of autonomous evolution.

"Master, please instruct!" Ice Frost immediately said.

"Using the current Mortal World’s Statues and temple custodians, including low-rank mortal management of cultivators, establish a belief system."

"For specifics, come up with solutions yourself. You may appropriately combine the ancient Witch World God Series, and integrate the incense culture of the Taoist School. Refer to various legends and classics to establish a super ’major pulse,’ specifically responsible for various matters of belief," Wang Zijia said.

At this point, Wang Zijia paused briefly and added, "Um... such as control over public opinion, also incorporate it into this ’major pulse.’"

"Disciple understands how to proceed!" Ice Frost immediately said.

Wang Zijia nodded and asked, "Is there anything else to report? If not, let’s end the meeting."

Everyone quieted down; seeing this, Wang Zijia waved his hand and said, "Then today’s deliberations come to an end. You may leave."

"We obey the Decree!"

A group of disciples successively took their orders and said their farewells before leaving.

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In the following days, Wang Zijia rarely did anything. He spent his days idling, dealing with some of the Pavilion’s matters, relaxing his body.

Before he knew it, a half month had passed.

This particular morning, as usual, Wang Zijia was performing his morning exercises under the green pines at the edge of the square in Xianya Residence.

"Dingdong!"

A light sound interrupted Wang Zijia’s boxing movements.

Wang Zijia paused, flipping his hand, and the Identity Token appeared in his grip.

After glancing at the message on it, a look of joy passed over Wang Zijia’s face.

He then continued his routine, restarting his boxing practice.

After completing his morning exercises and breakfast, and after listening to An Xingsheng’s daily report within the Xianya Residence and handling the day’s affairs, sending him away, Wang Zijia then checked the time and estimated it was just about right. He stood up and left Xianya Residence.

Flying up into the Air, he hovered momentarily; Wang Zijia then transformed into a streak of light, shooting toward the center of the Continent of Taiching.

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Though the Taiqing Floating Continent was vast, with Wang Zijia’s current Cultivation speed, even without flying at full strength, it was only a matter of moments.

In just a short while, Wang Zijia arrived deep within the Taiqing Continent.

Looking down, he saw tiers of White Jade Immortal Palaces enveloped in white fog, resembling palaces upon the clouds.

The various Palaces emitted an ancient and misty aura of immortality, conveying the sense of a legendary Immortal World.

Though it was not his first time here, every time he looked upon this Core Area that resembled an Immortal Family’s Palaces,

He could not help but think subconsciously about how glorious the Dao Court must have been in the past.

Hovering briefly, Wang Zijia then began to descend.

But, unlike his first visit when he landed on the ground, akin to how Qin Xianyu once did, he flew suspended about a meter or two above the misty Immortal Palaces, over the heads of the monks.

He, too, was now one of those privileged beings, not subject to flying restrictions!

"Greetings to Immortal Venerate Chi Yang!"

"Good day to you, Martial Uncle Chi Yang!"

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Even though the Inner World Battlefield was still ongoing, there were still quite a few individuals coming and going in this place.

Upon seeing Wang Zijia floating above their heads, they instinctively stopped what they were doing to offer a respectful, fanatic or curious salute to Wang Zijia, sneaking glances at him.

Wang Zijia ignored them completely, simply continuing to fly quietly.

Back when he first met Qin Xianyu, he thought his disregard for others was cold and pretentious.

But over the years, now that his fame and status had surpassed what Qin Xianyu once had, he realized that being cold and detached is indeed the best approach.

The moment he gave any sign of acknowledgment to these disciples, even a gentle nod in return, he would have to spend most of his day here, possibly even resulting in the spread of various rumors.

Before he could even walk away, rumors of him taking on disciples might already begin to circulate...

With such reflections in mind, his thoughts raced, paying no heed to the enthusiastic greetings from various disciples around him, Wang Zijia followed the directions on his Identity Card, weaving through the mist-enshrouded White Jade Buildings.

Moments later, after Wang Zijia had moved past most of the buildings in the Core Area, various Arrays began to appear.

Even in such a central Place, many Building Complexes were covered by all-weather Array Light Screens, never ceasing.

The personnel around also began to noticeably decrease.

"Greetings to Martial Uncle Chi Yang!"

Upon arriving in front of the square of a supremely ancient Palace, a Peak-level Celestial Immortal enthusiastically came forward to greet him and respectfully addressed Wang Zijia.

Given the current situation,

It was indeed rare for a Heavenly Immortal-level monk to be handling reception duties in Taiching Palace.

And the Palace in front of him was the foremost among such places.

Zhang Junli was a Peak-level Celestial Immortal and holder of the Supreme Fruit Position,

But instead of being an antiquity from six or seven hundred thousand years ago, he was from the Direct Lineage of the Palace Heads, who had become famous and Become Immortal roughly three hundred thousand years ago.