My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 221: Claiming Rewards

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Claiming Rewards

"Alright, next." Xu Yuyu didn’t pay further attention to Wang Zijia and began arranging tasks for the next disciple.

After the selection of these eleven individuals was completed, those with lower ranks would follow. After the tasks were assigned for the top hundred disciples, the leftover territories would be distributed to various institutes for lower-ranking disciples to snatch up.

This process, carried out for countless years, had become a mature system that involved a massive circle of benefits.

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Much later, after Xu Yuyu had finished assigning tasks for everyone, he spoke, "Good, you can now go to the Scripture Pavilion branch of your own sect to receive your cultivation method. That’s it, you may go!"

Because the once-in-a-decade apprenticeship task took considerable time, lasting from half a year to even three to five years, once they received their tasks, they could get their cultivation method in advance. This practice was to prevent any delay in their cultivation.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" Upon hearing this, everyone offered their respects and prepared to leave.

"Wang Zijia, stay behind!" Xu Yuyu spoke again.

Everyone instinctively glanced at Wang Zijia, but they did not linger and left the Great Hall one after another.

"Does Martial Uncle have any instructions?" After everyone had left, Wang Zijia, who had been waiting quietly, finally asked.

"No big affairs actually, just wanting to remind you. Your task of opening your meridians is tied to a specific mission and is essentially already confirmed. It’s only the time that is uncertain. It could take as long as three to five years or as little as half a year. You need to make sure to concentrate on your cultivation."

While he spoke, he paused for a moment, saying, "Of course, I know you have your own inheritance, but do not hastily absorb all of the inheritance in the pursuit of quickly improving your cultivation, which might compromise your future. Engaging in reckless acceptance of power from inheritance and quick breakthroughs, like you did during the tournament, needs to be avoided."

"Thank you for your guidance, Martial Uncle, I have taken note," Wang Zijia responded with gratitude. Then, with a hint of confusion, he asked, "May I know what my task for opening the meridians is?"

"You don’t need to know for now, and the task is only likely to be determined, not definitive. Well, that’s all for today. You may go collect your reward now," Xu Yuyu began to dismiss Wang Zijia before he could ask further.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia could only bow and leave the Great Hall.

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"Martial Uncle Wang, let me accompany you to collect the remaining tournament rewards!" A child, who had been waiting for a while, greeted Wang Zijia with a bow and a smile as soon as he left the Great Hall.

Wang Zijia nodded, followed him through a cluster of buildings, and arrived at an office location.

This place was relatively deserted, seeming rarely occupied.

Wang Zijia was led to a counter where a disciple was operating a light screen.

"Martial Uncle, besides the cultivation method, you also have a Class A spiritual item and a custom magic tool to collect. As for the Dao Child treatment, I can upgrade it for you right now."

The operator spoke while working, "The Dao Child status provides benefits in many areas. It includes requests for purchases at Sect stores at a 20% discount, as well as a certain degree of access to basic information of disciples in the Sect."

"There are too many things involved here, so I will not explain each one in detail to you, Martial Uncle. I will send you a detailed document later."

Wang Zijia nodded, indicating that he understood.

"As for the customization of your top-grade magical artifact, you will need to make a trip to the Artifact Academy. The production of your spearhead, the top-grade magical artifact, needs the involvement of the true uncles and aunts who are in the Perfected Realm."

Wang Zijia nodded again, and the operator indicated the last light screen, "Finally, it’s the Class A spiritual item. Now that you’ve been promoted successfully, should we exchange it for a Dao Foundation or do you want to claim the spiritual treasure?"

"The spiritual treasure." Wang Zijia answered without any hesitation.

"Very well! What are your preferences, Martial Uncle?" The operator obviously had expected this and skillfully raised the question.

"Of the Class A spiritual treasures available in the inventory, which is the most expensive one that I can claim?" Wang Zijia asked after looking at the operator’s light screen.

"The most expensive?" The operator paused in confusion before asking, "Are you referring to the standard market price, Martial Uncle?"

Wang Zijia nodded.

The operator, seemingly in a predicament, swiftly operated the light screen and switched to several different screens before saying, "Martial Uncle, Class A spiritual items are rarely sold on the outside market, so I only have a little price reference here, and there may be large fluctuations. It isn’t possible to determine precisely."

Wang Zijia nodded, saying, "It’s okay, just make an estimate based on rarity and worth. Go with the one that could potentially fetch the highest price."

"Alright!" The operator quickly brought up information for more than a dozen spiritual items, pushed the holographic screen towards Wang Zijia, and said, "Martial Uncle, please make a selection from these relatively pricey ones. Here is a reference price list."

Among the plethora of information presented, Wang Zijia finally set his sights on one item.

Spiritual Treasure: Blood Spirit Sword Bone

Level: A-Medium

Description: One of the ideal tools for establishing a sword Dao at the nascent stage. A Dao foundation built using this spiritual item perfectly fuses with the user’s bloodline, allowing effortless control. It is the top choice for sword Dao.

Wang Zijia pointed to a deep white finger bone wrapped in flesh and blood and said, "I want this one."

"Alright, Martial Uncle!" that disciple quickly fiddled with the controls for a moment. Soon after, another disciple came hurriedly holding a delicate jade box.

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After collecting all of his rewards, Wang Zijia had just stepped out of the side hall and hadn’t left the building complex of the Etiquette Institute when he almost collided head-on with another person around the corner.

What surprised Wang Zijia was the fact that even though he had seen the other person, as far as his perception was concerned, this person seemed non-existent, as if only air was present in front of him.

This was a kind-faced old Taoist with white hair and beard, who wore a robe of purple and white clouds. In Wanyu Sect, only one place dared to adorn itself in such a manner.

After quickly examining the other party, Wang Zijia shockingly recognized him.

Yue Changqing, the current generation Patriarch of the Yue Family, junior elder of the Elders’ Hall in the Sect, an early stage cultivator of the Infant God Realm, and one of the fourth realms. He was an old monster with close to nine hundred years of lifespan. For a cultivator of the Infant God Realm with a lifespan of a thousand years, this was considered one’s twilight years.

However, as there was no new perfected being in the Yue Family on the verge of breakthrough, there was a clear danger of discontinuity. Consequently, in the past hundred years, he had taken the initiative to handle some of the affairs at the outer sect, with the intent of raising an heir to his position.

Recently, because of the issue of tournament rewards, his name had been buzzing around the Outer Sect branches, although his reputation was somewhat tarnished as clearly, somebody had plotted against him.

"Outer Sect disciple Wang Zijia, greetings to Elder Yue!" With the information about Yue Changqing appearing in his mind, Wang Zijia respectfully bowed in a formal salute.

Yue Changqing didn’t respond immediately, and just quietly scrutinized Wang Zijia.

Not receiving a reply, Wang Zijia didn’t dare make any moves. He humbly kept his body bowed with hands extended, maintaining the posture of greeting.

With no apparent reason, Wang Zijia felt a touch of panic inside. His heart was beating anxiously, his spiritual sense was on edge, and he felt as if some catastrophe was about to befall him.

As time went by, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.