My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 145: Filthy Essence

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Filthy Essence

Wang Zijia was led by a manservant to the front of the Great Hall, near the main high platform, before they finally stopped.

Many people looked at the two of them. Some, dressed as traditional Wanyu Sect disciples, had not completely lost themselves in their roles, their eyes flashing. Those who had already lost themselves in their roles, however, looked on with envy and admiration.

As the two sat down, an attendant immediately served a jug of wine. There were no fruits or vegetables, just a jug of wine.

The rich spiritual energy spread, the aroma of the wine permeated the entire Great Hall; the wine on each person’s table appeared to be an uncommon treasure.

Those who were self-aware hardly moved, but those who were lost in the illusion were all drinking hard, as if it were the greatest brew.

Wang Zijia sat cross-legged on his seat, hesitating for a moment before pouring himself a cup of wine under Liu Chengyu’s astonished gaze and took a light sip.

Many of the sober ones who were paying attention to him frowned in unison, and then ignored him.

When the spiritual wine touched his lips, Wang Zijia’s eyes glimmered.

Weights: Nefarious Ultimate Dirty Essence

Status: Polluted

Value: 10

Effect: To enjoy heavenly bliss in pollution. This essence has extreme exciting and hallucinating effects, is a top-grade illusion curse spiritual material. When casting an illusion curse on a person, it has unimaginable effects.

Introduction: I’m not surprised that you can drink this. After all, an evil seed is a seed that has sprouted. But boy, let’s refrain from consuming things like these, they’re very dirty.

Even though it is condensed from its essence, rather than shot out, and can proliferate, isn’t it all the same? Even asexual reproduction is still reproduction, right?

Looking at the effect of the weights, Wang Zijia’s face lit up with joy, but looking at the introduction, he probably would have spat out his sip of wine, if he weren’t in his consciousness body.

He quickly exchanged the weights for value, and then exited the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

The moment he regained consciousness, Wang Zijia immediately felt the dense and pure aroma of wine in his mouth.

It was probably psychological, but he didn’t relish it at all, and even felt that the wine tasted too sweet and fishy, making him want to rinse his mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zijia finally gritted his teeth, picked up the jug, and began to guzzle.

"Glug, glug..."

A bout of heavy drinking completely made the sober ones who were watching him categorize him as one of the lost group.

At this time, Wang Zijia’s internal mana fluctuated slightly.

’Spell: Sealing Spirit!’

A portion of the wine entered his body and was stored by Wang Zijia with a seal.

However, the contamination of this thing was too strong, even with the skill of Great Mastery of Sealing Spirit Technique, only about two ounces were stored. And the jug of wine in his hand was a whole catty.

It had to be said that the essence was quite sufficient. No one knew how many years it had been stored to plan such a banquet.

The remaining wine spread throughout Wang Zijia’s body, and he began to exude a strange aroma of wine, as if he had been marinated in it.

At this moment, he had once again hidden in his Sea of Consciousness, looking at the increasing weights in front of the Golden Balance Scale, he revealed a bright smile.

"Value +4014!"

Seeing his value rise by several thousand just like that, Wang Zijia showed an elated expression. The discomfort in his mouth was gone, and he was left with an endless wine fragrance.

This kind of wine, he could have a dozen more of it!

Who cared if it was an essence or not, dragon saliva fragrance was still shit after all. People still pursued it!

Carrying a look of surprise and filled with the aroma of wine, Wang Zijia’s eyes were filled with a hazy drunkenness, as if he were inebriated. He looked at Liu Chengyu, who was beside him, and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

"Gurgle!"

Upon smelling the aroma of the spiritual wine permeating the entire Great Hall, Liu Chengyu unintentionally swallowed some saliva. Eventually, he managed to contain his inner desire, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, you can go ahead!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia decisively swapped the wine jug with him. After a moment of hesitation, he still poured him a cup, and then once again threw his head back for another round of heavy drinking.

"Value +4913!"

Gaining thousands of value, Wang Zijia’s eyes brightened even more.

He beckoned toward a manservant at the edge of the Great Hall. The manservant promptly stepped forward, coming to Wang Zijia’s side.

"Is there anything Immortal Elder needs?" the manservant asked.

"Two more jugs!" Wang Zijia’s mouth was a strong scent of alcohol mixed with a slight drunkenness. He said, "It’s not enough!"

The manservant gave a forced smile and said, "Immortal Elder, the Jade Spirit Brew is provided at a fixed quantity, only one jug per table."

"How stingy!" Wang Zijia muttered under his breath. The manservant only gave a forced smile and then turned and left.

Wang Zijia then turned his gaze to the other seats. Those who had entered character and drunk wine instinctively grabbed their own wine jugs. Those who remained sober and had not drunk any wine paid no attention to Wang Zijia.

"Ding!"

Not waiting for Wang Zijia to do something, the music at the banquet suddenly changed.

An odd fluctuation spread, enveloping the entire banquet. The aroma of the wine grew even stronger, causing even those who hadn’t drunk the wine to have hazy eyes upon smelling its scent.

At this time, a beautiful silhouette slowly descended. She was dressed in light muslin, her slightly visible skin was delicate and frail, and her slender waist swayed in the air. Her bare feet trodded on the void, shining brilliantly, as she gracefully descended.

Her cold face embodied what a fairy would look like!

"Gurgle!"

Many people instinctively swallowed their saliva and wore infatuated expressions.

Wang Zijia, however, was a bit startled. The dancer who had just taken the stage wasn’t anyone else but Lu Qianrou, their Talisman Court’s prodigy.

At this moment, although she was still cold, she radiated a different kind of temptation, perfectly expressing the charm of a maiden waiting for her lover to pluck the blossom.

The contradicting qualities of purity and extreme temptation were both perfectly interpreted by her at this moment, totally different from her normal aloofness.

Even in a corner of the Great Hall, Gu Xuefeng, who had been silently sitting with his sword, revealed a look of surprise. Immediately afterwards, a trace of special radiance flashed in his eyes, and a slight, indistinguishable blush emerged on his normally calm face.

As she started dancing, the aroma of the wine in the Great Hall became more potent. Those who were still sober instinctively picked up their jugs and began to drink, not able to control themselves afterwards.

Only a very few did not partake, only admiring Lu Qianrou’s captivating dance movements.

"Drink up, drink up. It seems that you are unsatisfied with my spiritual wine!"

When Wang Zijia was getting entranced by the scene, a vigorous voice suddenly echoed from the main high platform.

Wang Zijia was taken aback and quickly turned his head. In his daze, he seemed to see a book.

Upon taking a closer look, there was no book. He didn’t know when, but a tall man had already taken a seat on the dragon chair-like platform.

The man looked about thirty, with a barely grown beard. His face was chiseled and his angles were sharp, giving him a very masculine look.

His physique was rather robust, yet he was wearing scholarly robes. Although his clothing seemed strange, it only enhanced his unique charm. He didn’t look extremely handsome, but he was very manly.