My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 154: Returning to the Clan

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Returning to the Clan

"Disciples shall follow the teachings!" The five of them respectfully replied.

Subsequently, Luo Cheng glanced at the five people, his gaze finally landing on the unhidden Wang Zijia, his brow slightly knitted for an instant, as he said, "What was your original cultivation level?"

"Intermediate Pupil," Wang Zijia immediately responded.

The color from Luo Cheng’s face drained as he said, "I asked for your real cultivation level, I’m not going to eat you up!"

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Just reached Advanced."

The frown on Luo Cheng’s forehead deepened, as he inquired, "How many of the Techniques have you mastered?"

Wang Zijia hesitated again for a moment, and while Luo Cheng’s face became tense with impatience, Zijia said, "All five!"

"Hmm?" there was a glint in Luo Cheng’s eyes, and his frown instantly relaxed as he said, "Immortal Spiritual Roots?"

Wang Zijia, feeling the information flood his mind from the ’False Dao True Record’, responded, "It should be top grade!"

"16 years old, an advanced pupil who attained great mastery in all five techniques, now even got the inheritance of the Perfected Realm, you can already establish your foundation. Lad, your luck... I am even jealous!" Luo Cheng said with a hint of admiration, probably recalling something from his past.

The conversation between the two gradually rendered the other four speechless. They looked at Wang Zijia in disbelief. Even though they considered themselves geniuses, they were stunned at this moment.

"I’m actually seventeen!" Wang Zijia added quietly.

The four people: "..."

Is there a difference???

"Hehe, a sixteen-year-old selected for sacrifice...would you like to join the Law Hall?" Luo Cheng’s topic suddenly took a sharp turn.

Wang Zijia was stunned, then he replied, "I am currently a disciple of the Fu Tower in the Qifu Faction. To switch factions, I would need an approval from above."

"No worries, after all, you haven’t passed the Fu Tower’s review yet," Luo Cheng answered.

"Even though my cultivation has reached the peak of a potential pupil, I’m still four techniques short!" Wang Zijia added.

"You don’t understand what the Mortician inheritance means. You will understand when you sort out your harvest. However, the inheritance you got might be incomplete, and the pollution is somewhat tricky. But none of this will impact your promotion to become a candidate for sacrifice," said Luo Cheng, taking a pause before adding, "You just need to go back and organize your harvest."

Wang Zijia’s lips twitched. In fact, he wanted to say that his inheritance was received conditionally and can’t actually expedite his promotion.

"Forget it. I guess the news of you has already been sent back to the sect. Since you don’t want it, I’m too lazy to fight with those old relics from the Mortician faction," Luo Cheng said.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qianrou and the other three: "..."

It wasn’t that he looked down on the Law Hall. If any one of the top tier structures within the sect tried to recruit him, he would agree without hesitation. Only the Law Hall was out of the question.

Because their tasks, most of them involve fieldwork!

Especially when it comes to compulsory tasks, those from the Law Hall are undoubtedly fieldwork tasks!

.....

In the subsequent journey, everyone suddenly became silent, and Wang Zijia began to sort out his own harvest.

He now considered himself prepared for all eventualities, the only thing missing was a favorable wind.

As for the spiritual item problem, he wasn’t worried anymore. Although he didn’t gain any remnants of other Class A spiritual items, he owned a spiritual tool: the ’False Dao True Record’.

If this spiritual tool had become a magic treasure in the past, the outskirts of the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain would have been its treasure space right now.

Although it’s not the case now, it could still mobilize the Bewitching Domain to some extent, akin to a heavenly tool in the Bewitching Domain. Of course, given the extent of Zijia’s present refining degree and strength, he was obviously not able to do much. But it was quite easy to extract a faint aura of a spiritual object from it.

.....

The silence among the six of them lasted for an hour. The sect was then within sight, much faster than when they were on their way there.

They weren’t immediately taken back, but instead continued on their journey until they reached a courtyard in the outskirts of the Pill Institute at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, where Luo Cheng stopped using his Escape Light.

The entire courtyard was very large, surrounded by a Defensive Formation. Inside, artificial mountains and flowing water surrounded the pavilions that were scattered everywhere, which looked very elegant, and archaic. It seemed to have gone through the baptism of several hundred years.

"Struggle!"

With a long sword’s light ring, the energy cover of the defensive formation fluctuated slightly, revealing a gate-like hole.

Luo Cheng drove his flying sword, carrying Wang Zijia and the other four with him, and flew into the courtyard, landing in front of a hall that was extremely full of the fragrance of medicine.

As soon as the group landed in the courtyard, a fifty-year-old Taoist walked out of the Great Hall. The Taoist glanced at them, and then looked at Luo Cheng, "What sort of wind blew you over here today?"

The Taoist wore a robe that shimmered with spiritual light, was fairly lean and looked rather approachable.

Lei Wenyan, a Perfected Realm pill cultivator, an alchemist at the peak of the third grade, focused on healing series, was very famous among the Outer Sect and was the goal of many Outer Sect Alchemy Branch disciples.

Wang Zijia looked at the Old Taoist, and related information flashed through his mind.

"I wished I could relax a bit and live an easy life like Senior Brother Lei, but life has been tough on me and has given me non-stop work," Luo Cheng lamented with a troubled expression.

"Oh, you Luo Cheng, you even dare to wash old roads, it seems that you’ve been taking your elixir too conveniently these recent years!" the old Taoist, Lei Wenyan, joked.

Luo Cheng’s face stiffened, and then he grinned and said, "Senior Brother, you must speak with a conscience, I’ve been working so hard day in and day out..."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, don’t bother selling favors here," Lei Wenyan interrupted before Luo Cheng could finish his sentence.

"These kids have been affected, please trouble Senior Brother to check them carefully lest they carry some hidden trouble" Luo Cheng gestured towards the five people, Wang Zijia included, after hearing what Lei Wenyan said.

"Affected?" Lei Wenyan looked at Wang Zijia and the other four in surprise, and said, "These cultivation levels entered the Mysterious Domain? Has a new Mysterious Domain appeared somewhere?"

"Not quite, the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain inheritance opened early, and they got involved," Luo Cheng replied.

Lei Wenyan’s eyebrows twitched, and he carefully looked at the five people. His gaze finally landed on Wang Zijia, and he asked, "Which institute are you from, would you like to join my Pill Institute?"

Wang Zijia was dazed by this question, not knowing how to reply for a moment. The four Dao Seeds by his side, who had never been background characters, exchanged glances with each other, speechless for a while.

"Wenyan Brother, you’re really not playing fair. The Funeral Preserving Vein only has so few of us, and you’re trying to steal one away?" Yan Qimeng, a woman in her forties, descended from the sky before Zijia could answer.

From the salutation, everyone knew she was another Perfected one.

Luo Cheng, who was standing on the side, had an expression of ’I knew this would happen’ when he heard her voice.

Yan Qimeng, a third-grade mortician, the assistant head of the Mortician faction of the Outer Sect.

"Sister Yan, your words... I was just asking. What if he really wants to switch to becoming a pill cultivator?" Lei Wenyan still wore a warm smile on his face, with an air of amiability as he replied.