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Chapter 179: Is Xiang Feifei Sick?【Seeking Monthly Tickets】

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: Is Xiang Feifei Sick?【Seeking Monthly Tickets】

What surprised Wang Zijia the most was not this, but the fact that when Wang Zijia persuaded him to join the Hidden Faction, it didn’t take much effort, and he agreed readily. However, when he was asked to give up his wealth, he contemplated quitting on the spot.

Because of this, Wang Zijia spent a good seven minutes lecturing him, until he appeared somewhat dazed and finally compromised.

Furthermore, Wang Zijia clearly sensed that the man had only reluctantly given in.

Then, when Wang Zijia casually promised him a chance at promotion, his spirit revived as he asked, "Martial Uncle, are you serious?"

"Well, considering your current precarious situation, do you think I need to deceive you?" replied Wang Zijia indifferently. "Not to mention promising you a chance for a Spiritual Object, as long as you perform well, I can even assure you a position as Sacrificial Wine."

"Qi Xiuyong of the Shadow salutes Martial Uncle, henceforth, I will honor and obey you!" muttered Qi Xiuyong, mustering strength to prostrate himself all over again.

Wang Zijia, finding this surprising, gave him an extra look. Seeing this, Liu Chengyu, who was standing by their side, looked at Qi Xiuyong’s with a somewhat profound gaze, a hint of cold flickering in his eyes.

"That’s enough, the Hidden Faction doesn’t care much for formalities, everything depends on tasks and contributions." With that, Wang Zijia walked away.

Liu Chengyu immediately followed.

Watching the two leave, Qi Xiuyong surprisingly revealed a silly smile. He seemed happy?

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Half a night later, they dealt with one person every fourteen minutes.

Wang Zijia and Liu Chengyu spent nearly three hours together, successfully having ten people undergo the Demon Seeding, and completing the change in their identity, as well as confiscation of wealth.

The total gain was almost twenty thousand magic coins, with Qi Xiuyong alone contributing almost six thousand. The rest each contributed approximately a bit over one thousand. Only one fellow barely had five hundred magic coins in his pouch.

After the confiscation of these ten people, Wang Zijia’s dried out wallet swelled up instantly.

Magic Coins: 19783

In the wee hours of the night, as he finished the Demon Seeding with the tenth person and looked at the massive pile of magic coins, Wang Zijia felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him.

"That’s enough for today. After this, you and your group go about your usual business as you did before." After dealing with the tenth person, Wang Zijia instructed Liu Chengyu.

"Yes, disciple understands," Liu Chengyu replied respectfully.

"Your task at present is to investigate the other members of the Blood Hidden Group, within the Hidden Storage of the Dark Hall." Wang Zijia looked at Liu Chengyu and reminded him.

"The task will be sent to your order symbol after this. This is a long term task, and also a test for you all. Your acceptance by the Sect in the future depends on you."

Liu Chengyu’s heart skipped a beat, understanding that this task was sort of a proclamation of loyalty, dared not neglect it and immediately replied, "Yes, disciple will do his utmost to uproot the Sect’s cancer as soon as possible."

Wang Zijia looked at him, he was certainly not incapable, given that he was the leader of the pack. Apart from his exceptional abilities, his comprehension was also quite high.

Previously, he had been pleading and crying to work for the Dark Hall, but overnight, he was able to confidently call the Dark Hall a cancer.

"As long as you understand! We’ll end it here tonight." Wang Zijia walked away, engulfed by a cloud of ghost fog, disappearing into thin air.

Liu Chengyu stood respectfully for a long time before finally releasing a long sigh. He did not rest upon returning to his room but instead started exploring the use of the order symbol. He found that it not only passed information to subordinates, but also facilitated video communication. Hence, without hesitation, he initiated a meeting with the ten others.

Out of the eleven men, there were only three men and the remaining eight were all women which made it seem imbalanced.

All assembled once again, they fell into silence.

Liu Chengyu remained silent as he scrutinized everyone for a moment before speaking, "Now that everyone understands their situation, let’s discuss what to do next."

"Captain Liu, are we really... going to become Shadows?" A young woman broke the silence after a moment, "The moment we begin this task, there is no turning back. But if we are discovered by the Dark Hall again..."

"Yeah, Liu Captain, acting as a double agent always leads to doom." Another person chimed in.

"Idiots!" Qi Xiuyong glanced at the two and uttered in a louder voice.

"You..."

"Say that again if you dare!"

Qi Xiuyong was prepared to speak again.

"Enough!" Liu Chengyu, no longer the cautious person he was in front of Wang Zijia, radiated an icy stare, speaking in a commanding tone, "If any of you want another taste of Martial Uncle’s extreme punishment, you can try to deceive him during the task. However, when the time comes, don’t accuse me of not warning you."

Everyone in the room looked shocked at his words.

Liu Chengyu paused before speaking again, "Since everyone is clear, then share your thoughts and plans."

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Wang Zijia used stealth to conceal himself, circled around to make sure no one was following, then left Hidden Faction. He carefully made his way back to Biyi Court in stealth.

Upon his return to the Cultivation Room, Wang Zijia finally let out a sigh of relief.

He couldn’t resist counting his Magic coins once again, a man possessed by greed.

Looking at the nearly twenty thousand magic coins, Wang Zijia’s face lit up in joy. Making money was never as quick as robbing money, but this quick money scheme could only be done once.

What if he got addicted?

Checking the time, he realized it was the early hours of the morning, almost dawn.

Brushing aside the tumultuous thoughts, Wang Zijia went to sleep.

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Next morning, Wang Zijia, as usual, woke up and practiced boxing with Bai Qian and the others, and had breakfast with Xiang Feifei.

"I have to go to the Spirit Pill Building today, is there anything you want me to get for you?" Xiang Feifei suddenly asked him during breakfast.

Wang Zijia paused eating and asked with concern, "What happened? Are you not feeling well?"

Xiang Feifei shook her head and replied, "Not really, I’ve just been feeling a bit off lately and wanted to get a checkup."

Wang Zijia stopped eating altogether, looked at Xiang Feifei and asked worriedly, "What’s wrong, what feels off?"

"It’s not what you think," Xiang Feifei looked at Wang Zijia, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, "I’ve had quite a bit of the Cultivating Yuan Pill and I thought my progress was supposed to slow down now, and I needed to find other elixirs."

"But, for these past few months, I felt no accumulation of the toxin, instead I feel the effects getting better and better. It feels like I am reaching the peak of the Child’s Middle Stage. I get the feeling that I might be cultivation in the wrong way. I was restless last night so I asked grandfather, and he recommended getting a checkup."

Hearing Xiang Feifei’s explanation, Wang Zijia nearly rolled his eyes.

He had been secretly boosting her abilities, and now she thought she had some kind of illness?!

Indeed... Should he be praising her attention to detail or her overcaution? True to her upbringing from the Xiang family!