My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 192: Planting someone in the Law Enforcement Team

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Planting someone in the Law Enforcement Team

At Wang Zijia’s words, Jiang Mingda’s body stiffened, and then, like a puppet cut from its strings, he collapsed onto the ground.

"Huff ... Huff ..."

His aged body twitched continuously, his labored gasps echoing through the silence. He’d lost all strength, looking like a pile of worn-out meat.

The three zombies next to him stood like wooden stakes, devoid of any actions or awareness, unlike Min Xin’s Magic Panther.

Wang Zijia sat in the courtyard, observing Jiang Mingda. Min Xin stood by impassively, almost like a wooden stake, afraid that Wang Zijia might suddenly take notice of him.

"What do you want to ask, Senior Brother?" After a moment, Jiang Mingda, having caught his breath, clumsily stood up and directed the question at Wang Zijia. He glanced at Min Xin, continuing:

"Ever since I was injured and left with hidden problems, ruining my foundation, I’ve barely managed the Dark Hall. In recent years, it’s mostly been Junior Brother Min managing it. If you want to ask about that, Senior Brother, you’d be better off directing your questions at him."

Hearing this, Min Xin felt a jolt of anxiety and was about to explain when Wang Zijia suddenly spoke up, a smirk playing on his lips:

"Ruined your foundation? Like sleeping in coffins, allowing Demonic Qi into your body?"

Upon hearing this, Min Xin looked at Jiang Mingda in total shock.

"How did you..." Jiang Mingda’s pupils contracted in surprise. His secret had been exposed. In his shock, his mind wavered for a moment before he complimented, "Senior Brother, you are really capable!"

Wang Zijia didn’t waste time on pleasantries, asking, "What do you know about Ghost Spirit’s information?"

Jiang Mingda adopted an expression of inevitability and shook his head, saying, "In terms of intel on Ghost Spirit Hall Master, I know as much as Min Xin, no more.

Every time, we’ve met him together. However, Min Xin does seem closer to Ghost Spirit Hall Master."

Min Xin couldn’t hold back any longer and hastily explained, "Senior Brother Ding Shen, please understand. Brother Jiang is obviously resentful and thinks that I’m withholding information. But everything I know, I divulged it all last night. I didn’t dare to withhold anything."

"Really, Junior Brother Min? You’ve been truly devoted to the Sect for over a hundred years!" Jiang Mingda retorted, a cold light shining in his eyes.

Min Xin ignored Jiang Mingda, focusing his nervous gaze on Wang Zijia, fearful that Wang Zijia might torture him again as he did the previous night.

Wang Zijia disregarded him, instead looking calmly at Jiang Mingda, and asked, "Have you had your fill of that feeling just now, or would you like to experience it again?"

The aged Jiang Mingda shivered slightly and, showing more honesty, said, "Ask what you will, Senior Brother!"

"Over the years, whom have you been in contact with as part of the covert operations, and do you know their identities?"

"..."

The two engaged in a long question and answer session, causing Wang Zijia’s brow to furrow progressively deeper.

Unlike Min Xin, Jiang Mingda clearly valued his cultivation more.

Moreover, due to a mistake in the Corpse Controlling Method he practiced early on, he’d allowed Demonic Qi into his body, which had eaten away at his lifespan. After that, he had resorted to fighting poison with poison, hoping to petrify himself.

Therefore, twenty years ago, he used an external task as a cover to fake an injury and plant a "sickness" within himself

He handed over most of the Beast Control tasks to Min Xin and had hardly involved himself with daily affairs since then, like a semi-retirement.

As such, he knew far less about the Dark Hall than Min Xin did.

...

After a long while, when Wang Zijia had no more questions left, he flung out an Illusory Talisman Summon again.

The summon transformed into a streaming light and entered Jiang Mingda’s mind.

Jiang Mingda raised his head, an air of readiness for death about him.

As the summon entered his body, he felt a bit of transmitted information and looked at Wang Zijia in confusion.

"Continue your operations as before." Wang Zijia paused before continuing, "No, wait a few days. Try to get into the Law Enforcement Team and start getting in touch with the demon exorcism teams. Try to take command of one."

Jiang Mingda was dumbstruck and didn’t understand what was going on. He instinctively looked at Min Xin.

"Brother Jiang, I am indeed here to help you break free from the Bone Soul Sect and escape from their clutches." Min Xin looked earnest, as if he were giving heartfelt advice.

Wang Zijia: "..."

"That’s enough, I’ll notify you when further action is needed." Wang Zijia, having seen that things were mostly dealt with, didn’t linger. He got up and vanished into thin air.

Left alone in the courtyard, Min Xin and Jiang Mingda exchanged looks, with a cold light flashing in Jiang Mingda’s eyes.

"Brother Jiang, please understand, everything I did today was for your good." Min Xin’s voice was frantic as he instinctively took a step back, his face pale.

"Really? So should I be thanking you for saving me from the clutches of the Bone Soul Sect, helping me escape from my misery?" Jiang Mingda’s words were laced with sarcasm, and the two half-White Zombies next to him roiled.

Just then, their order symbols automatically popped out, and Wang Zijia’s illusory figure appeared before them. He looked at them impassively, saying, "If you two want to experience the torture again, feel free to try."

With that, his figure collapsed, and the order symbols retracted back into their bodies.

Min Xin and Jiang Mingda glanced at each other and simultaneously said, "We will obey Senior Brother’s decree!"

It took a while for their hearts to settle down. Jiang Mingda asked, "Who is this Senior Brother? Is he from the Law Hall or the Elder Council?"

Min Xin shook his head, his face filled with helplessness. "I don’t know, Brother. I had quite a fall yesterday myself and am not much better off than you are. I don’t even know his name. The only thing I know is his codename: Ding Shen 01."

At this, Min Xin hesitated before asking, "Do you know if there’s any team in the Law Hall that specifically deals with disciples who’ve made mistakes? I mean, a team that does the dirty work? It seems like that’s the kind of setup we have here, and it even feels like they have a well-established system."

Jiang Mingda shook his head, his brows furrowed. "You mean the mysterious Dark Guards of the Law Hall? Isn’t the selection for the Dark Guards extremely strict, and their activities kept secret?"

"How should I know? I’m busy every day finding information for the Sect and avoiding those from the Law Hall. Why on earth would I try to cozy up to the Dark Guards?" Min Xin spread his hands, a look of disbelief on his face.

Both of them lapsed into silence again, and after a while, Jiang Mingda asked, "Junior Brother Min, would you like to stay and help me refine corpses overnight?"

"Ah, oh, I’m leaving, I’m leaving right now!"

...

After leaving the Chaotic Burial Mound and making sure no one was following him, Wang Zijia quietly returned to Biyi Court.

He habitually went over the events of the night, ensuring nothing was amiss before going to sleep.

Early the next morning, he got up to practice martial arts, had breakfast, and then each of them left for work.

"Good morning, Brother Wang!"

"Good morning!"

As always, An Xingsheng was waiting for Wang Zijia’s arrival bright and early.