My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 225: Exorcising Ghosts and Collecting Nether Corpses

Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Exorcising Ghosts and Collecting Nether Corpses

In the pitch-black night, under the cold moonlight, five ghosts crawled to the edge of the Array in the graveyard, standing in a pentagonal formation. The howling yin wind was like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

Jiang Zhengye and Ruiwen, who were already tense, looked down and glimpsed such a strange scene, they were so nervous that their faces turned pale, with fine sweat all over their foreheads.

The main reason was that they were only nominal disciples of the Devil’s Gate. The education and knowledge they received were still from the Wanyu Immortal Sect.

Jiang Mingda was also a bit nervous, not because of the atmosphere, but because he was very sure at this moment, that the pottery puppet was a Spirit that had been summoned, and not any Ding Jia puppet or spirit weapon ghost, etc.

Such an entity with Divine Powers probably was an elder of the Infant God.

As the Array flickered and the yin wind howled to its peak, the Array suddenly burst into a strong Spiritual Light.

"Thud, thud!"

With several subtle sounds, the five ghosts burst into a fog, covering the entire Array. As the Spiritual Light of the Array fluctuated, pages after pages of a book emerged. As the book pages emerged, the corpses in the Array began to disappear.

The pages depicted a huge coffin being carried by five ghosts. Stacked inside the huge coffin were numerous pallid corpses, countless arms reaching out as if wanting to crawl out of the coffin.

It wasn’t until the eighth page emerged that it stopped.

All the noise subsided, all the contaminated corpses in the Array had disappeared, leaving only an empty Array, and a few book pages floating in the air.

At the moment, the eerie pottery puppet beckoned, and the book pages flew back and disappeared into its body.

"The merits of the offerings can be checked in one’s Charm Summon. After your redemption is completed, the merits can be exchanged for treasures."

After the puppet left this sentence, its figure suddenly flickered. The puppet shattered and an invisible book emmerged, shot into one person’s brow, and disappeared.

The three were oblivious to this, standing silently for a long time.

Only then did Jiang Zhengye carefully look around and confirm that there was no one around. He was not at all relaxed, on the contrary, he was anxious and said: "Martial Uncle, have we really been recruited by the Special Department of the Sect?"

"Yeah, Bone Altar summons evil puppets, and the Demon Exorcism recollects Nether Corpses. In any way, it seems more like the Devil’s Gate than us, the disciples of the Devil’s Gate. Isn’t there another hidden Devil’s Gate in the Wanyu Sect!" Ruiwen also echoed. It was quite regretful to find that they had just escaped from the tiger’s den, only to enter a wolf’s den.

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Mingda shouted sternly in shock: "Shut up!"

His words were full of fear. His terrified mind communicated with his mana, creating a Momentum that burst towards the two, turning their faces white.

"Thud, thud!"

Both of them had weak knees and knelt directly on the ground.

"Martial Uncle, please forgive us!"

The two of them, not understanding why, knelt on the ground in fear, constantly kowtowing.

Jiang Mingda had no time to care about them, but was careful to look around. When he was sure that nothing else came up, he scolded the two on the ground: "There’s nothing wrong with ignorance, but ignorance along with loose talking is courting death. That was just a Divine Tour of ten thousand miles, with direct thoughts!"

"Divine Tour?"

"Divine Tour! At such a distance ... An elder of the Infant God?"

Jiang Zhengye and Ruiwen were stunned momentarily, then screamed in shock. Then they simultaneously said: "Disciples have sinned, please punish us, five elder ghosts!"

After a while, the two of them didn’t receive a response. At this point, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Martial Uncle, it seems like the God Monarch has really gone!"

"He didn’t hear our complaints just now, did he!"

Jiang Mingda glanced at the two of them, they both seemed a little scared. Not just them, even Jiang Mingda was almost scared out of his wits earlier. He completely didn’t expect to see such an existence at the altar.

"Ding!"

At this moment, a sound rang out in the minds of all three of them.

A Light Screen appeared before Jiang Mingda’s eyes. Seeing that he had over one hundred and fifty more merit points, and that with ten thousand merit points he would be completely redeemed, he completely relaxed. Even in his eyes, something called hope was reignited.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Min Xin’s words earlier did not seem wrong. That guy, Min Xin, seemed to be really helping him escape from the clutches of the devil.

If he could continuously interact with such existence, there might indeed be a chance for him to resume his regular cultivation routine instead of living in a zombified state!

Coming back to his senses, Jiang Mingda saw the eager look in Ruiwen and Jiang Zhengye’s eyes and said, "Let’s go, we will continue our exorcism tomorrow!"

His words were no longer compelled by passive obedience, but rather full of initiative and enthusiasm.

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Inside the underground palace which served as the base for Wanyu Sect, Qifu Faction, and Biyi Court.

At that moment, Wang Zijia was sitting in a corner of the underground base, in a huge, bizarre Great Hall specially designed for practices.

The entirety of the Great Hall was formed from bloody crystals. Half of it was enveloped by a massive Blood Red Bone Array, the other half was a huge square pool. However, there wasn’t a trace of water inside the pool, only a weak Cold Ice Array.

Scant cold air wafted upwards, as if an ice-water swimming pool had been drained.

Suddenly, Wang Zijia opened his eyes. A Blood Red Jade Book flew out from above his head, and as it flipped in the air, eight pages depicting Five Ghosts Carrying a Coffin flew out.

"Puff puff!"

With the gentle crackling sounds, the book pages transformed into ghost fog and deep white corpses fell from it, landing in the red, cold pit.

Over a thousand corpses filled half of the large pit.

It wasn’t until the ghost fog shrank and transformed back into the Five Ghosts that the falling of corpses ceased.

Watching this scene, Wang Zijia revealed a satisfied smile.

Combining the Blood-Red Jade Book, Summoning Charm, and Five Ghosts Mountain Moving Technique already allowed him to easily retrieve objects from thousands of miles away. Moreover, this distance even surpassed that of the elders.

He could even claim to be free from distance constraints as long as the person he had infected with Demon Seeding was somewhere, he could spiritually travel there!

After stabilizing his state of mind and regaining a bit of composure, he came to the front of the Corpse Pit Cold Pool. Wang Zijia pulled out a corpse and began to extract the Sinister Qi pollution.

"Value +23!"

With the increase in value, Wang Zijia displayed a satisfied smile.

He threw the corpse which had been drained of pollution to the side. As the Five Ghosts instinctively wanted to jump at it, Wang Zijia immediately turned to look at them.

The Five Ghosts immediately halted their infant-like gnawing actions. A ghostly mist enveloped their chubby, infant-like bodies.

"Ssssss······"

The strange sounds of corrosion echoed and the corpses vanished detectably to the naked eye.

"Tsk tsk!"

In the ghost fog, soft suction sounds could still be heard.

The Five Ghosts, with their infant-like innocent faces, showed a pleasing smile to Wang Zijia. Looking at the pit of corpses, their naive faces revealed their thirst, and they instinctively licked their lips.

Ignoring them, Wang Zijia started to extract the pollution.

"Value +54!"

"Value +9!"

"·······"

As Wang Zijia continuously extracted, the Five Ghosts started their frenzied feast.

"Ssssss!"

"Tsk tsk!"

In the blood-red underground room, the candlelight flickered, casting everything in a dark red hue.