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Chapter 155: In a Hurry
Chapter 155: Chapter 155: In a Hurry
"The rules of the Sect stipulate that anyone who inherits the legacy of the mortician, regardless of their path, can belong to our branch." Yan Qimeng, the young woman, seemed somewhat rigid in her character. Despite Lei Wenyan’s obvious jokes, she stillifiably spoke her mind.
"Alright, Brother Lei, you should look after few kids first." Luo Cheng immediately intervened.
Upon hearing this, Lei Wenyan did not say more. With a wave of his hand, five green vines suddenly sprouted in the courtyard. Under the gaze of Wang Zijia and the others, the vines wrapped around their arms.
Then the vine tips trembled slightly, a silk-thread-like vine extended out, piercing into their arms and quickly moving within.
Wang Zijia’s body tensed for a moment and then relaxed quietly. However, his mind kept focusing on his body, in case anything happened, he could immediately dive into the Chaotic Sea of Consciousness.
After a while, the vine withdrew its silk thread and vanished eventually.
"This lad just lost some essence blood. His body is a bit deficient. Just take good care of him." Lei Wenyan first pointed at Wang Zijia, and then pointed at Lu Qianrou and said, "There’s nothing big wrong with this lad as well. You can take him away directly. As for the other three, let them stay with me for another half a month!"
"In that case, I won’t bother Brother Lei." Yan Qimeng finished her words, waved to Wang Zijia, and was about to lead him away.
"Why the rush? The lad hasn’t responded yet." Lei Wenyan interjected. He seemed interested in Yan Qimeng’s rigid personality and took enjoyment in poking fun at her.
Upon hearing this, Luo Cheng held his forehead and displayed an expression of speechless despair.
Yan Qimeng, who was somewhat old-fashioned, seemed to have missed the joke in his words. She turned her head directly to Wang Zijia and asked, "Would you like to join the Alchemy branch?"
Wang Zijia was taken aback for a moment. Although he saw that the old Taoist was clearly teasing the old-fashioned young woman, he dared not get involved.
"In reply to predecessor, I am currently a Teaching follower at the Fu Tower of the Qifu Faction. I will follow whatever arrangements they make."
Hearing this, Yan Qimeng simply nodded her head, looked back at Lei Wenyan, and said, "The instructor of the Fu Tower is affiliated with the Scripture Pavilion, which is also part of our faction. Can I take them away now?"
"Take him, take him!" Lei Wenyan looked at Yan Qimeng’s rigid demeanor, puckered his mouth, and said, "Such a bore!"
Hearing this, Yan Qimeng turned and left. Seeing this, Wang Zijia respectfully bowed to the others and hurriedly followed.
After the duo left Lei Wenyan’s courtyard, Yan Qimeng waved her hand slightly. She and Wang Zijia floated in the void and a smaller white cloud rose beneath their feet. Wang Zijia glanced at the direction, and it seemed to be heading towards their Qifu faction.
"Seeing your profile, you seem to be a gifted teacher. Do you plan to continue with the Fu Tower system, or do you want to join the Funeral Vein?" Yan Qimeng drove the cloud, and even without turning her head, she asked.
Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia didn’t answer immediately, but hesitated for a moment and said, "Predecessor, I was born in a small clan and don’t understand much about these matters."
Finally, Yan Qimeng turned her head to glance at Wang Zijia and then said, "Any Outer Sect disciple confirmed to have the potential for Dao Seed could be given a set of Nine Techniques, and they can choose any faction to develop thereafter. Though your current foundation may be slightly weaker, you still hold a place in the Perfected Realm inheritor, which barely qualifies you."
"And because you have received the legacy of the Funeral Vein, you naturally belong to our vein. But you don’t need to join the Funeral Vein. You can hold a position in any vein as one of our disciples."
A sentence of simple explanation cleared Wang Zijia’s confusion—though he didn’t completely understand—but he dared not let the Perfected one explain these details to him.
"In that case, I will continue with the Fu Tower." Said Wang Zijia after his contemplation.
"Ok!" Yan Qimeng was clearly not a person good with words. After she agreed with his request, she then added, "Inheriting the teachings of the Perfected Mortician can rapidly elevate you to the level of Sacrificial Wine, even the Perfected Realm."
"But once you use the legacy of the deceased as a foundation for rapid breakthroughs, you will no longer be able to progress even by a small amount once the inheritance is fully absorbed. It is a fortunate but also unfortunate thing for someone your age to have such a destiny. You should consider wisely for yourself."
Upon hearing these words, Wang Zijia was momentarily taken aback. The legacy of the Mortician could rapidly elevate a person to the Perfected Realm?
Was that a case of divine inspiration and initiating?
"I understand, junior!" Wang Zijia promptly replied after his thoughts flashed.
"Enough, the issue of your position will be arranged after returning to the faction. Should anyone disregard the rules and try to draw you in, you need not respect them and simply deny them." As Yan Qimeng was speaking, they had already arrived over the Qifu Faction and Biyi Court.
Wang Zijia, who had originally thought they were going to follow some other procedures, was dumbstruck as he looked at the courtyard below.
"As for the conditions they offered..." Yan Qimeng paused for a moment and forcefully said, "No one in the Sect could poach from our Scripture Pavilion branch by offering better conditions, even if it was the Pill Institute."
Wang Zijia: "..."
Having said that, Yan Qimeng didn’t speak any more. With a wave of her hand, she threw Wang Zijia off the cloud. She herself turned into a streak of light and disappeared in an instant.
Looking at her hurried appearance, it was obvious that she had taken some time out of her schedule to meet Wang Zijia.
But just a quick meeting... he didn’t taste much from it.
The main point seemed to be understood: she wanted him to choose the Scripture Pavilion branch and not to be poached. There was nothing more, and this style of work... Wang Zijia didn’t know how to comment.
The inexplicability of it all would likely leave those of low aptitude in confusion.
...
Wang Zijia drifted into the courtyard. At this time, it was already mid-afternoon. Xiang Feifei was working and hadn’t returned yet; the other young girls were likely off performing their miscellaneous duties. Biyi Court was somewhat quiet.
When Wang Zijia arrived at the practice room, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out. Wang Zijia’s nose twitched for a moment before he pushed open the door to the practice room.
The spacious practice room was mostly unchanged, except for the addition of an unusually formed pill furnace. Unlike the traditional three-legged furnace for pill alchemy, this pill furnace looked like a bathtub with three legs.
At this moment, Bai Qian was fussing over the three-legged bathtub, continuously demonstrating spells. Although there was no flame under the tub, the pill liquid in the tub was constantly churning.
With the change in her spells, pills began to form in the pill liquid. When the pill liquid became clear, three explosive spirit pills had been formed and spat out of the pill furnace.
"Well done. It seems you have already become a beginner in alchemy." Wang Zijia silently came to her side and saw Bai Qian finishing her work. He didn’t hesitate to praise her.
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