My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 237: Little Immortal Faeces Cleaner

Chapter 237: Chapter 237: Little Immortal Faeces Cleaner

"Grandfather sent a message asking if we really wanted to buy all the low-level resources for Child Stage use. If so, he said he would have Great Uncle start contacting various clans," said a smiling Wang Zijia, feeling joyful.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Let’s buy 60,000 magic money worth of goods, and I’ll procure the rest from other channels. We have about ten days left before we leave. Don’t let us run out of time and sort it out before departure."

"Okay, after I finish eating, I’ll notify Grandfather to start preparing the goods," Xiang Feifei said seriously with a nod.

After breakfast, they both headed out to work.

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"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!"

"Morning!"

As he arrived at Fu Tower, the disciples who saw Wang Zijia along the way all unconsciously stopped to greet him.

After receiving Wang Zijia’s slight acknowledgment and seeing him disappear, they then dispersed, discussing amongst themselves.

"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!"

It seemed like An Xingsheng didn’t know what it meant to take leave or be late. Ever since he started following Wang Zijia a year ago, he had never been absent, always waiting early in the morning for Wang Zijia’s arrival.

"Hmm!"

Wang Zijia nodded, receiving the files from him. As he entered the room, he said, "Arrange a few more classes for me during these ten days. This trip will take at least half a year, maybe two or three years before we’re back."

"Yes, Martial Uncle!" An Xingsheng immediately nodded in response, then hesitated a bit before speaking.

"Is there something else?" Wang Zijia raised his eyes and glanced at him, then asked as he settled down.

An Xingsheng gave Wang Zijia a cautious glance before he asked, "Martial Uncle, do you still need more people to serve on your trip?"

Wang Zijia paused in his perusal of the files, looking surprised, he asked, "Do you also want to come with us to the Mortal World?"

"I’ve been in Wanyu since I was born. I have not gone out much, let alone left the Qifu Faction. Therefore, I’d like to go out and see the world with you," said An Xingsheng with a hopeful smile.

Wang Zijia appraised An Xingsheng up and down. An Xingsheng kept his eyes lowered, standing honestly in the room.

In the past year, he had changed a great deal, the most noticeable being his cultivation. Under Wang Zijia’s ’personal teaching,’ he was nearly at the stage of Advanced Pupil.

What he was now lacking was just mastering one more Great Achievement Technique.

Having followed Wang Zijia for a year, he had never missed a lecture and had already quietly mastered two spells. Even though these spells he had been studying for over a decade, he was well aware of the progress he’d made in those years.

That’s why he knew better than anyone how terrifyingly effective the teaching abilities of his unassuming martial uncle—who, aside from his brief sparkle during the competition, mostly kept a low profile giving lectures at the Fu Tower—truly were.

"There’s no problem with you coming along. I’m accustomed to you anyway. But what about our tower if you leave too?" Wang Zijia asked, guessing what An Xingsheng was thinking.

The latter seemed to have made up his mind to stick with him, fearing that their carefully cultivated relationship would fade after two or three years away.

An Xingsheng was overjoyed at Wang Zijia’s words, saying, "You don’t need to worry about this, Martial Uncle. I will arrange for someone to look after our tower."

"Well then, you can come along!" Wang Zijia said casually.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" exclaimed An Xingsheng, his face full of joy.

"Anything else?" asked Wang Zijia, noticing that An Xingsheng hadn’t left immediately.

"A disciple was sent over early this morning," An Xingsheng cautiously glanced at Wang Zijia, and after seeing no response, he continued, "He said that you asked for him to be arranged to work in the tower. But his cultivation is very low, not even a year into his Dao cultivation. He just started understanding the Cultivation Method and feeling a bit of energy. Therefore, I wanted to ask where you want to arrange him."

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then remembered something and said, "Xu Xian?"

"Yes, Martial Uncle! Apparently, he is a junior sent from Wanyu Pavilion where you stayed before. The senior brother from the Xiang family who delivered him said that you personally agreed and instructed."

An Xingsheng tried to keep his wording as neutral as possible and explained the situation clearly. His wording was cautious, not seeming to tattle on the Xiang family, and not seeming to be neglectful of his duties. After all, this was the first time the Xiang family had tried to insert someone into the tower under Wang Zijia’s banner, and he had to take it seriously.

"With such low cultivation... just arrange him to do odd jobs in the tower for now," Wang Zijia said indifferently, seemingly unaware of the implication. After a pause, recalling the care old man Xu had given him before, he added, "Hmm, also set up an auditing seat for the kid in the lecture hall. Every time I give a lesson, bring him along to listen."

An Xingsheng was taken aback, immediately understanding that this person might not be from the Xiang family, but actually brought in by Wang Zijia himself. At the same time, the importance he placed on this first young man brought in by Wang Zijia increased once again.

"I know what to do!" An Xingsheng replied, "Then I’ll go make the arrangements!"

"Hmm, go ahead. As usual, schedule anyone who wants to consult with me for the afternoon!"

In Wang Zijia’s words, he had finished reading the files and pulled out the material that An Xingsheng had borrowed for the day: "Detailed Explanation of Spiritual Veins" and "Transformation of Fu Array Path".

An Xingsheng respectfully bowed and exited, closing the door behind him.

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A whole morning of idle time.

"Knock, knock!"

"Come in!"

As soon as the afternoon started, An Xingsheng began scheduling disciples to come in for personal tutoring.

Ever since his grand competition, there hadn’t been a day where no one sought his tutelage, as long as he was at the tower. This was another advantage of popularity.

However, Wang Zijia didn’t accept everyone who came to him. After all, his private tutoring was essentially giving people an advantage. Over time, the results would be incredibly significant, so his services were quality over quantity.

"Greetings, Martial Uncle!" The door opened, and in came a timid female disciple.

She had the appearance of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old, with an air of maiden’s shyness. Her small round face and big eyes were very exquisite. If she wore a princess dress, she would be a top-grade Lolita, and also a vastly busty Lolita. Wang Zijia was surprised and took a second look at her.

She seemed to have a very introverted personality. When she noticed that Wang Zijia was looking at her, her face turned red, and she shyly lowered her head.

"Do you often attend my class?" Wang Zijia asked, feeling that she had indeed been influenced by him.

The girl kept her head down, nearly burying it in her neck, she mumbled shyly, "I... I’ve been listening for the past two decades."

"Do you truly have a question? You should know about the ’little fairy’ who came here to cause trouble the other day and was sent by me to clean up the Spiritual Beast garden for a month, right?" Wang Zijia asked casually, observing her expression.