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Chapter 1212 - 855: Strolling Leisurely, Mysterious Domains Shatter One After Another!_2

Chapter 1212: Chapter 855: Strolling Leisurely, Mysterious Domains Shatter One After Another!_2

The stallholder knew this too well, and despite feeling somewhat envious, he dared not say anything throughout the process.

After Wang Zijia had completely left, the old Taoist priest regained his senses, glanced at the stallholder who, though his expression was complex, did not persist further, hesitated slightly, then flipped his hand and drew out a strange tortoise shell, saying,

"A Fifth Grade Fortune Magic Treasure, and with your cultivation, you can also use it. For you, it’s considered a massive treasure!"

"Thank you, senior!" The stallholder was overjoyed.

"No need for thanks, after all, it’s your own item that helped this poor Taoist find this fortune; it’s what you deserve." With those words, the elder turned and left.

The Taoist boy, who had been stunned throughout the whole process, finally came to his senses and immediately followed, exclaiming, "Master, so it’s true that meeting the Immortal Venerate Chi Yang in person was a great opportunity you calculated!"

"When have I ever been wrong?"

The Taoist boy went silent.

"Master, where are we going now?"

"Nonsense, of course, we are heading to our Taiching Palace, to report in the Spirit Suppressing Pavilion, and to reopen the lost lineage of treasures."

Again, the Taoist boy fell silent.

In the morning light, the figures of the old and the young gradually disappeared into the distance like the rising sun, filled with endless hope.

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In the City Core Area, inside the Main Hall.

At this moment, Wang Zijia was sitting in the central hall, a thirty-foot spiritual body surrounded him, the luminous Dao Wheel hovered behind him at the center of the hall, his dignified presence overseeing the people below.

Imposing and sacred, indeed a fitting image of a great power of this era, suspended within the hall.

At the center of the great hall, apart from the former lord, Zhang Decheng, there was also Zhang Xiumin, who was cautiously sneaking glances at him.

A direct descendant of the Zhang family who guarded the building.

Compared to before, she too had changed greatly, her cultivation skipping from the Perfected Triple Realm directly to the Primordial Spirit stage within the God Monarch level.

There were also Gu Wenhe and Gu Wenxing from the Gu family, Bai Yu from the crafting building.

Looking around, the hall was filled with hundreds of disciples, with many at the front being familiar elders from Wang Zijia’s memory.

They all shared one common trait – at the very least, they all had some sort of relationship or close acquaintance with him.

Now each one of them had seemingly jumped out of their previous destinies; many had stepped into the God Monarch Triple Realm within just a decade or so.

Apart from the blessings of Wang Zijia, it was also due to the growth of the Immortal Alliance over these years and the improvement and standardization of the Dao Talismans by Wang Zijia.

Just the disciples in this hall fully demonstrated what it meant: "When one man attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to the heavens!"

Even those who had merely had slight contact with him during his early years, when he wandered through Wanyu City and Wanyu Pavilion, were not exceptions.

The mortal who had lent him money, Mr. Xu, had now become a householder, and his grandson was now the lead Taoist boy at the Immortal Cliff Residence.

A standard member of the Central Secret Art Group, now part of the core group of Spirit Suppressing Pavilion, and a mainstay of the pavilion’s power center in the future!

The Xiang family might not be very powerful, but their influence had become renowned within the Sanqing Palace and other large families alike...

Back then, anyone who even slightly associated with him had taken off!

One could see, from various aspects, just how far-reaching Wang Zijia’s influence had spread today.

Maybe not to say in the entire Central Immortal Domain, but at least in the Southern Spirit Three Domains, he was like a saintly figure, where a single word from him could determine the rise and fall of a clan.

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Wang Zijia looked down at the many familiar faces below, his expression fading into a slight daze.

In less than twenty years, a period not even considered long for mortals, Wang Zijia now felt as if it belonged to a distant past.

It felt like a lifetime ago!

Due to Wang Zijia’s silence, the many disciples who had finished paying their respects did not dare to make a sound.

As a result, the large hall seemed somewhat quiet, the atmosphere a bit tense and oppressive, with some disciples starting to sweat on their foreheads.

After a moment, Wang Zijia slightly came back to his senses, looked at Zhang Decheng, and without any further small talk, went straight to the point, "Tell me about the specific situation outside in the Thousand Corpse Mysterious Domain."

"Replying to the Pavilion Master, after the disciples’ summary, we can basically confirm that this group of mysterious domains is like the former Zhenmo, and cannot be separated from the Southern Spirit Emperor."

"However, because the teams that entered, apart from the last team of Immortal Venerates barely making it out, no others have come out, so the specific details inside are still not completely clear..."

Zhang Decheng recounted the information on the Thousand Corpse Mysterious Domain in detail, including what was on the pavilion’s records and his own observations and speculations from defending this place, leaving no stone unturned.

After a while, Wang Zijia slightly furrowed his brows and nodded.

Then, he briefly inquired about the current situation of the alliance and then refrained from continuing the pleasantries.

"That’s enough for today. I am going inside to take a look and see what the actual situation is," said Wang Zijia as he stood up, ready to leave.

Zhang Decheng hesitated for a moment before suggesting, "Pavilion Master, wouldn’t it be better to first ask the main forces of Immortal Venerate within the alliance to scout it out and clarify everything, especially since it concerns the Emperor..."

Wang Zijia wasn’t displeased upon hearing this; he understood Zhang Decheng’s caution and nervousness, which wasn’t only his alone but also shared by the entire Zhenling Immortal Alliance and even the high-level members of the Spirit Suppressing Pavilion within Taiching Palace.

After all, despite their seemingly heaven-high momentum and flourishing state, everything was built on the premise of Wang Zijia’s sole support. The foundation below was indeed much weaker.

If he were to fall, then everything would collapse swiftly and thoroughly.

There was no helping it; in less than twenty years, even if Wang Zijia had exploited every advantage, he could only solve the issue with the quantity of lower-level disciples; the quality problem at the mid and high levels was still very weak.