My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 177: Drawing In [Seeking Monthly Ticket]

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Drawing In [Seeking Monthly Ticket]

At that moment, a cloud of pitch-black ghost fog suddenly erupted beside her, enveloping her within it.

An energy shield flashed before her, rapidly spreading to cover her entire body. She shouted, "Liu..."

Before she could finish, a deep white ghost’s claw reached out from inside the ghost fog.

"Boom!"

The energy shield shattered at the touch of the ghost’s claw. The ghost fog then invaded her body, leaving her rigid and fallen on the ground.

"Thump!"

Her body made a light sound as it fell in the room.

Liu Chengyu looked at this scene with a chilling heart. He was now sure that Wang Zijia was at least at the sacrificial wine cultivation level. Either he’d sealed his cultivation when he was inside the Mysterious Domain, or he’d recently been promoted.

Considering his aura, it was likely that he went in after sealing his cultivation, given the unusual changes in the Mysterious Domain afterwards.

...

Wang Zijia paid no attention to Liu Chengyu’s changing expression. After controlling the woman, he walked up to her, who was covered in the ghost fog and had turned bluish-black as if she was a corpse.

Under the woman’s terrified gaze, he deliberately reached out, pressing a finger to her forehead.

At the same time, the Demonic Seed Power along with the ghost fog quietly began to invade her body. With no attempt to conceal it, she could clearly feel something horrific stirring inside her body.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t even shift her eyes, which shone with fear.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia casually tossed a common Concealment Array Plate into the room and then stepped across the threshold and inside.

Upon seeing this, Liu Chengyu quickly went forward to move the woman, rigid as a corpse, from the door and into the room.

As the Concealing Array Method was activated, all three of them disappeared inside the room.

At this moment, the demon seeding was complete. With a mere thought, Wang Zijia had quietly arrived at her Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

With the experience from last time, Wang Zijia easily found the inconspicuous oath light point among the other light point counterweights in her mind, and replaced it.

Name: Yin Mei

Spiritual Roots: Medium grade

Cultivation: Advanced Pupil

Dao cultivation: Hundred years (16000/16000)

Spell: ...

With this brief collation of her information, her foundation seemed quite solid. It was a surprise that she had been content with being ordinary all these years.

Then again, she was a covert child who had been carefully selected by the Devil Gate and had been hiding for so many years. If she was mediocre, she would have been eliminated long ago.

After doing all these, Wang Zijia exited her Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

"Snap!"

As Wang Zijia snapped his fingers, wisps of ghost fog seeped out from her body and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you, and what do you want? Brother Liu..." As soon as Yin Mei regained control of her body, she quickly asked.

Wang Zijia’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing no intention of responding.

"Snap!"

Another flick of a finger.

"Uh... Ah..."

The young woman’s face first seized up, followed by a shrieking scream, her entire body wriggling like a piece of meat on the ground, struggling like mad. Strangely, there was not a single wound on her body.

Wang Zijia did not pay attention to her meaning, glanced at the room, which was a Cultivation Room. He pulled over a stool, sat down, and casually pulled out a set of tea utensils, leisurely started brewing tea.

Seeing Yin Mei’s condition, Liu Chengyu quivered all over, recalling his own hellish soul-extracting and body-refining experience in the past, a cold sweat uncontrollably trickled down his back.

Forcing down his terror, he approached trembling, intending to serve Wang Zijia, but was halted by a gesture from Wang Zijia. He could only stand aside, doing nothing.

"Senior, I was wrong, I was wrong, I dare not do it again. I was forced to do it..."

In less than seven minutes, the young woman Yin Mei began to beg for mercy incessantly.

The place where she lay was already covered in wet patches, not just sweat, but even urine.

Liu Chengyu watched, not looking down upon her but understanding the horror of being manipulated and toyed with. Only those who have experienced such torture could comprehend how terrifying it was.

"Snap!"

With another snap of Wang Zijia’s fingers, the woman’s body froze, then softened like mud.

"Huff... Huff..."

Then, she began to breathe heavily. For a moment just now, she thought she had entered the eighteenth level of Hell.

"Awake yet?" Wang Zijia looked indifferently at her.

The woman shuddered, struggled to kneel, glanced at Liu Chengyu next to her, and said, "Senior, I will tell you everything I know. Everything without reservation."

Obviously, she realized that Wang Zijia couldn’t be from the Dark Hall. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have subjected her to such brutal torture without even inquiring any information.

"Tell her," Wang Zijia looked at Liu Chengyu and said indifferently.

"Yes!" Liu Chengyu, upon receiving the command, began to explain to the woman, "This person is a Martial Uncle from the sect’s hidden vein. About our matter..."

Wang Zijia waved his hand to put away the Concealment Array Plate, sat in a chair, leisurely brewing Spiritual Tea with a hint of smoke curling up. His casual demeanor was crystal clear.

"So, I’ll be a shadow agent for the sect from now on? Serving the sect, right?" After listening to Liu Chengyu’s words, Yin Mei, the woman, summarized.

"Yeah, it’s pretty much like that." Liu Chengyu gave Wang Zijia a subtle glance and when he saw no reaction, he nodded.

"If you’re not willing, it’s also alright, the old Taoist is willing to let you go," Wang Zijia added casually while sipping his tea.

In response to this matter, Yin Mei was even more straightforward than Liu Chengyu. She directly faced Wang Zijia and said bluntly,

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness. I am willing to be a Shadow. I was sent to Wanyu by the Devil Gate since I was a child, actually, given a choice, I’d rather be a disciple of Wanyu Sect, even if it’s being a Shadow, it’s better than being a spy."

"Well, you are quite clear-minded," Wang Zijia raised an eyebrow at her.

Right, regardless, they were both being used by others, it didn’t matter who they worked for.

The woman showed a pathetic expression, "Senior, understand my predicament. I was just forced into this."

Her pale face appeared bitter, pitiful, and helpless. With her soaked clothes clinging tightly to her body, revealing a disappearing and appearing figure, she seemed more distressing than a fallen girl. It was a heartbreaking sight.

Having seen all sorts of scenes in his previous life, Wang Zijia simply glanced at her indifferently. With a flip of his hand, a Charm Summon with transmission and Mind Illusionary Talisman power flew out and entered her body.