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Chapter 232: Return Home in Fine Clothes

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Return Home in Fine Clothes

Wang Zijia glanced at Ji Chao, a look of surprise in his eyes, yet he didn’t say much else. He flipped open a page in the book he was holding where there was a depiction of an altar. "Fine, when you are about to make a breakthrough, use this altar for the ritual, someone will deliver the spiritual objects to you," he said.

Ji Chao received the page and saw a blood-red array inscribed on it. At least there wasn’t anything like a bone altar, the artistic style was still largely orthodox.

His lips moved subtly, but eventually, he didn’t ask why they couldn’t directly trade spiritual objects. "Disciple has understood! Then, when should I give the magic money to Martial Uncle?" he asked instead.

"If you trust me, consider it as part of this deal’s payment. If not, you can give it when you need something!" Wang Zijia replied.

"If disciple didn’t have faith in you, Martial Uncle, I wouldn’t be seeking a source of spiritual objects from you," Ji Chao replied perfectly.

"Then let’s end here for today."

With that, Wang Zijia leaped to the window, spread his wings, and flew away.

Ji Chao watched Wang Zijia leave, staring blankly for a while. He pushed down his slightly agitated and nervous feelings, murmuring, "A second-grade demon sparrow bone, I didn’t expect that I, Ji Chao, would have the day to use it to construct my Dao foundation!"

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Wang Zijia flew back to the Fu Tower and counted his magic money: 7,713.

This amount was entirely insufficient. It wouldn’t earn much money when traded for goods and would just cause trouble.

Money, there is never enough of it!

Shaking his head, Wang Zijia left the Fu Tower, flying his Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle, and he quickly returned to the Biyi Court.

"You’re back!" Xiang Feifei was already seated in the courtyard. Seeing Wang Zijia descend from the sky, she smiled and said.

"Yeah!" Wang Zijia smilingly came to her side and sat down beside her under the pear tree. "Are people still crowding around you today?" he asked.

"Probably!"

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After an idle chit-chat, Xiang Feifei suddenly asked, "My Great Uncle asked if we should follow you when you take in disciples?"

"Of course, I will lead several hundred disciples during the journey, the more the clan can send, the better!" Wang Zijia didn’t hesitate and immediately answered.

"But low-ranked children are not suitable, they must be at least mid-level. As for members from the Lin and Zhang families or other clans, one or two would be fine, but not the whole clan. Although I’m the team leader, I can’t reap all the benefits. Some quotas must be left for my fellow disciples to share."

"Okay, I understood you. I will remind my Great Uncle." Xiang Feifei obediently nodded.

"By the way, we’re going to the Tianhong Dynasty. If Great Uncle wants to bring things, he should avoid bringing anything too precious." Wang Zijia reminded again.

Hearing this, Xiang Feifei looked at Wang Zijia with a bit of confusion.

"Just tell Great Uncle like this, he will understand." Wang Zijia just smiled without explaining further.

"Alright!" Xiang Feifei acknowledged without asking more.

"Miss, young master, dinner is ready!" At this point, a few maids had prepared dinner.

Wang Zijia and Xiang Feifei rose and entered the house.

"After we settle down, tell grandpa that I will go to Wanyu Fairy City tomorrow, and I will visit him en route." After they had seated, Wang Zijia told Xiang Feifei.

This statement successfully attracted the attention of the four women in the room, including the three maids, who all stared at Wang Zijia.

Realizing this, Wang Zijia finally told them, "Well, do you want to go home and have a look? It’s almost a year since we entered the sect, and we haven’t gone home yet!"

"Sure!" Xiang Feifei replied without hesitation.

She closed her eyes slightly as she spoke, a crescent moon smile playing on her lips.

The three maids behind her were also a little excited, but because Wang Zijia was still present, they suppressed their excitement. Only Bai Qian didn’t react much.

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The next morning, as usual, Wang Zijia got up and exercised. After finishing breakfast, the whole family skipped work.

When they came to the courtyard, Wang Zijia threw the Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle into the air. The palm-sized jade shuttle expanded with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became a shuttle-shaped flying boat tens of feet long.

The boat was shaped like a loom shuttle, with small ends and a large middle. There was about room for ten seats in the core area, which was overall spacious.

The whole body was crystal clear like jade, and inside the mutton-fat white jade structure, faint traces of blood-red threads could be seen flowing. Under the sunlight, it emanated a faint halo, making it quite appealing.

The several women were fascinated by the sight of this top-grade magical artifact in the air. Even Xiang Feifei only saw this kind of item during their ancestor worship ceremonies at their family ancestral hall. Now suddenly, she had to ride in one, making her feel both a bit apprehensive and excited.

"Let’s go! It’s getting late, don’t let grandpa wait for a long time!"

With Wang Zijia’s words, he raised his hand and used his spiritual power to form a bond, which carried the few women into the jade shuttle flying boat.

As Wang Zijia’s magical power fluctuated, a spiritual light shield enveloped the flying shuttle. Then, with the rushing of the spiritual light particles, the flying shuttle turned into a beam of streaming light and shot out.

Even though its speed was comparable to that of a fighter jet from the previous life, those inside the shuttle felt nothing, not even the sudden acceleration when they took off.

The several ladies were all excited, discussing lively while occasionally leaning against the edge of the flying shuttle, looking out east and west from time to time.

Wang Zijia stood at the front of the jade shuttle, smiling as he watched this scene. He didn’t intend to join their conversation; instead, he controlled the jade shuttle and quickly flew towards Wanyu Fairy City at the edge of the sect’s territory.

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Wanyu Fairy City.

Today, the Wanyu Pavilion was bustling yet quiet at the same time.

The quietness was because the Wanyu Pavilion was unusually closed for business, and the entire building was on holiday.

The hustle and bustle was because, even though the building was closed, all the staff, along with several officials from City Lord’s Mansion, and the heads of several sect-pillar industries in the city, arrived early in the morning. Even Luo Xu, the City Lord, arrived at sunrise.

The prominent Wine Monks in the city, who were usually rare to see, were all gathered in the Wanyu Pavilion. Those remaining and not present waited anxiously in the streets.

Such a grand occasion naturally drew the eyes of all the monks on the entire Wanyu Street of the city.

As the sun rose, the hustle and bustle became more prominent, all kinds of gossip spread around the city, such as the arrival of a great cultivator from the sect, or the homecoming of a prominent disciple from the Inner Sect, or even the outrageous rumor that a Perfected had traveled out.

"Whoosh!"

At noon, when the sun was just right, a rainbow streaked across the sky.

"They’re here!"

"They’re here. Wang Daozi is here!"

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Following the shouting of the people outside, the numerous Wine Monks who were drinking tea and waiting inside, immediately put down whatever they were doing and walked out onto the street.

Such a move naturally attracted everyone’s attention. In Wanyu City, everyone on Wanyu Street looked up.