My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 208: Supplement

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Supplement

Wang Zijia expressed his motivational speech in a relatively contemporary way, along with distinct self-mockery, leaving a deep impression on many of the others present. Quite a few of the disciples took his words to heart. However, a handful of the "perfected" seated in the main position at the front of the great hall were slightly frowning.

"Finally, I want to tell you this. If you’re young, remember these words: Even in poverty, be firm and unwavering in your ambition to reach the highest clouds,"

"If you are already old, it’s okay. You should understand: though your body ages, your ambition stays young. Upon death, you can still be an extraordinary ghost."

"We, as monks, as long as our hearts are not dead and our will is not gone, everything is possible. I wish you all: May you all rise with the wind like a rocs, soaring ninety thousand miles!"

"Thank you!"

"Clap, clap, clap...."

"Well said!"

"Brother Wang is a model for our generation!"

"Senior Brother Wang truly embodies the spirit of great Daqian scholars!"

"...."

With the end of Wang Zijia’s speech, many of the disciples were excited, their eyes ablaze with ambition, as if they were injected with chicken blood, highly motivated.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia discreetly heaved a sigh of relief.

The junior brothers who hadn’t been indoctrinated by his "toxic chicken soup", seemed rather innocent in this aspect. It seemed like his mission was accomplished!

Bowing to everyone, Wang Zijia, under everyone’s gaze, drifted onto the Taoist platform.

Quite a few of the Dao Seeds were appraising Wang Zijia again with brand new eyes, including the icy Lu Qianrou, who rarely gave anyone a second glance.

"Senior Sister Lu, I am a married man!" Wang Zijia stopped in front of her and whispered.

"Smooth talker!" said Lu Qianrou, without any change in her expression, amused by Wang Zijia’s joke.

Gu Xuefeng, who was standing by, quietly extended his hand to give a thumbs-up, only to withdraw it quickly with an awkward smile when Lu Qianrou glared at him.

Wang Zijia returned to his seat with a gentle smile on his face.

While the celebration continued, Wang Zijia found himself the subject of many people’s gazes, drawing much attention.

...

As the Outer Sect’s once-in-a-decade grand gathering, there were numerous events.

The events continued for most of the morning, almost until noon, and culminated with several squares in the Etiquette Institute emanating towering spiritual light. Seven beams of light converged in the sky, ultimately merging to form a giant spherical array.

Everyone could look up to see that inside the sphere was a miniature world, like a sand table divided into different areas with various mountains, rivers, lakes, canyons, and basins.

The disciples who had been sorted began to enter.

The preliminaries and the final qualifiers were ring contests, but from now on, that was no longer the case.

Instead, it was a big melee that took into account luck, strength, and disposition.

As one disciple after another was thrown into the miniature sand table, battles began to break out in every area as soon as the disciples encountered each other. Outside the sphere, giant projection screens formed like a dome, starting a live broadcast.

Watching the mix of advanced light and shadow technologies, as well as the blend of reality and illusion, Wang Zijia was slightly entranced while also carefully observing the battles of these disciples.

Although he was confident, there was always the possibility of a slip-up, right?

...

Xiang Feifei and other women were not very interested in the competition. After attending the celebration, they left just after noon.

Wang Zijia, on the other hand, watched for the rest of the afternoon. It was only when the event was about to end that he returned to the Biyi Court.

After chatting casually with Xiang Feifei and the others for a while, Wang Zijia entered Bai Qian’s alchemy room. Since Bai Qian had rarely alchemized this morning due to the ceremony, she immersed herself in the alchemy room as soon as she returned in the afternoon.

Seeing Bai Qian once again at the cargo of the pill furnace deeply immersed in crafting, Wang Zijia couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

However, as long as she had her social circle and didn’t stay at home all day, it was fine even if she practiced alchemy six or seven hours a day. The world of cultivation did not lack one more cultivation maniac. After all, it’s her life.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old Lingtong with spiritual roots had psychology no less than that of twenty or thirty-year-old adults. The only difference was the experience. Therefore, Wang Zijia realized that there was no need for him to intervene too much.

In the midst of his thoughts, Wang Zijia’s mind stirred slightly.

Name: Bai Qian

Cultivation: Primary Disciple

Dao cultivation: Twenty years (2000/2000)

Spell: Medicine Extraction (Proficient 1467/1500),

Spirit Water Refining (Proficient 1478/1500),

Medicine Fusion (Proficient 1459/1500),

Taiji: 214

After half a year of crazed alchemy, constantly eating Wisdom Heart Pills for Taiji cultivation, Wang Zijia had cheated the system. Bai Qian’s three alchemy spells were almost all minor accomplishments.

Compared to Wang Zijia’s speed, it definitely seemed like a turtle’s crawl, but to any ordinary disciple, it would be considered a work of genius.

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia didn’t hesitate any further. This time, he didn’t exchange bit by bit, but directly opted for a massive increase.

[Do you want to consume 33 value points to exchange for a minor accomplishment in Medicine Extraction?]

"Yes!"

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With the exchange of three weights, in the room, Bai Qian, who was refining pills, shook all over, falling into a state of enlightenment. Countless insights surfaced in her mind, the spell she was controlling became more and more skilful, and the pill refinement became more and more effortless.

Wang Zijia regained his senses, looked at her, and ignored her.

He quietly entered the room, took a jade gourd from the wall, and opened it to check.

In the past ten days, with the uninterrupted supply of medicinal materials, Bai Qian spent five hours refining pills and two hours teaching alchemy every day. She could produce seven or eight furnaces a day, which roughly made over forty pills. Now, there were more than three hundred Explosive Spirit Pills in the gourd.

After putting away the jade gourd, he looked at Bai Qian, who was in a trance, didn’t wait for her to wake up, and quietly left the room.

"Bang!"

An hour after Wang Zijia left, seven Explosive Spirit Pills flew out as the lid of the alchemy furnace was lifted, caught by Bai Qian’s hand.

Even though all her spells had simultaneously made a breakthrough, there was not a hint of happiness on her face. She looked in the direction of Wang Zijia’s cultivation room, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Does Bai Qian really need the young master’s help to make a breakthrough? She is really useless!" After a long silence, she encouraged herself, "If that’s the case, just refine more pills so that the young master doesn’t have to buy them from outside!"

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Wang Zijia returned to his cultivation room and walked over to a corner. He reached out and pressed his hand to the ground.

As his mana fluctuated, the ground rapidly turned into red crystals and quickly retreated in both directions.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-red crystal stairs leading to an underground cave appeared before him. The cave was deep and the red color made it appear gloomy, like an entrance to hell.

Wang Zijia stepped in and descended the stairs.

Once he arrived in the underground space, which had been expanded continuously over the past ten days, the basement was now almost as large as the courtyard above.

Cultivation rooms, curse technique rooms, and all kinds of rooms were all available. The only thing was that the style was mostly underworld-like, with a lot of blood-red color.

Spell: Melting Crystal Earth Spirit Gun Technique (Not Yet Started 60/3000),

Illusion Art (Not Yet Started 50/3000),

Earth Spike Art (Not Yet Started 50/3000),

Rune Seed (Not Yet Started 20/2000),

Summoning Spirits Art (Not Yet Started 20/2000),

Taiji: 2632

Magic money: 5768