My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 239: Severity 239

Chapter 239: Severity 239

An Xingsheng paused for a moment, then without asking any questions, he immediately acknowledged, "Understood, Martial Uncle, I’ll go make arrangements right away."

Wang Zijia nodded his head, watching An Xingsheng leave. He thought for an instant, then stood up and left his room.

As Wang Zijia just left his building block, a familiar figure came out from the corner of the corridor, blocking his way.

"Junior Sister Sha Qing’er, can I help you?" Wang Zijia asked, looking puzzled at Sha Qing’er who had suddenly blocked his path.

"I heard that Sister Shan went to see you?" Sha Qing’er mentioned abruptly.

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows, looking at Sha Qing’er, and said, "Shan Hongchan? Didn’t you see her when she left earlier?"

"Don’t you dare take advantage of her! You better not bully her!" Sha Qing’er warned, looking squarely at Wang Zijia. "I’ll be watching you, don’t think Sister Shan is easy to bully!"

Wang Zijia frowned, feeling already unresponsive toward this spoiled young lady. It was even less so, given the current situation, he responded indifferently, "Sha Junior Sister, do I need to remind you of our rank? Or do you think I wouldn’t dare to throw you to the Spiritual Beast Garden to shovel dung?"

"You....." The indignant Sha Qing’er, faced with Wang Zijia’s indifferent gaze, lost momentum, and finally stepped aside.

Wang Zijia gave the disgruntled young lady a glance, feeling neither disgusted nor particularly impressed. She was just a passerby in his life.

Having said no more, he walked away, leaving Fu Tower, disappearing at a deserted alley.

"What the hell, every time she established her foundation a little early, what’s so great about that?" Sha Qing’er mumbled in irritation. She stomped her foot, turning around to return to her Fu Tower.

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After leaving Fu Tower, Shan Hongchan breathed a long sigh of relief. But a moment later, she blushed mysteriously.

"Shan Hongchan, you shameless!" After standing still for a while, she suddenly blushed, stomped her foot, and murmured that to herself.

Then she turned around to leave, hurrying toward the Spirit Medicine Garden in the east end of the Qifu Faction.

She rode the Paper Kite, flying over half of the Qifu Faction. But she didn’t directly return to her courtyard or her workplace, instead she went to another courtyard.

"Yo, Sister Hongchan is back!" A woman in the courtyard watched Shan Hongchan float down. She enthusiastically teased her, "Did you meet the man of your dreams?"

"Senior Sister Liu, what nonsense are you talking about!" Shan Hongchan said, blushing and anxious, "I just went to ask for some advice on some issues."

"Yes, yes, you just went to ask for advice. It’s a shame that my third-grade spiritual incense was used as an ordinary incense. How about it?" Liu Lan, the woman in the courtyard, jokingly said to Shan Hongchan. "Do you want me to book appointments for you every day?"

"Senior Sister, if you continue like this, I will ignore you!" Shan Hongchan stomped her foot, blushing with frustration.

"Okay, okay, I’ll stop, you can book appointments yourself sneakily next time."

"You....."

The two women chatted casually for a long time. Suddenly, Shan Hongchan exclaimed, "Ah, today Martial Uncle Lu Qianrou invited me to a fragrance appreciation. I almost forgot! It’s all your fault for making me meet with Master Uncle Wang today to ask questions."

"What’s the rush, it’s just past noon, there’s still plenty of time."

The two women chatted and went into the house to start preparing.

In a corner of the courtyard, Wang Zijia, who was hiding, looked at the courtyard with a frown.

How did this get involved with Lu Qianrou?

Could Yue Changqing have invited that icy-faced woman to plot against me?

Something is not right about all this!

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After a while, the two women were ready and again rode the Paper Kite to a very elegant courtyard in the eastern suburb of the Qifu Faction.

The two women floated down in front of the courtyard. Under the guidance of a few miscellaneous disciples, they entered the courtyard.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, then quietly followed.

They all arrived at a beautifully laid-back garden, the group of people worming their way to the backyard. In the middle of the garden, there was a pavilion where the two women sat, quietly waiting, while being served by the miscellaneous disciples.

Wang Zijia, hidden in a secluded corner of the garden, planned to continue watching.

However, after hiding quietly for less than seven minutes, he suddenly felt a shiver down his spine. It felt as if someone were staring at him from behind. As a reflex, he looked back. To his surprise, a man and a woman had appeared behind him.

The man looked puzzled at the empty space where Wang Zijia was hiding. The woman held a flickering light screen in her hand, targeting the spot where Wang Zijia was hiding.

Feeling a little awkward, Wang Zijia revealed himself.

"It really is Junior Brother Wang, what are you doing here?" Gu Xuefeng looked surprised, asked at the sight of Wang Zijia.

Just as Wang Zijia was about to make up an excuse in his awkward situation, a subtle fragrance filled his nostrils.

Wang Zijia’s expression shifted subtly. He waved his hand, creating a shield of spiritual light around the three of us, to prevent their actions from attracting the attention of the people waiting at the pavilion.

"Junior Brother Wang, what is all this?" Gu Xuefeng asked confusedly, looking at Wang Zijia’s actions. Lu Qianrou also frowned slightly.

Wang Zijia asked Gu Xuefeng, "Senior Brother Gu, do you like incense?"

"What?" Gu Xuefeng asked in confusion.

Lu Qianrou asked with a brows slightly furrowed, "Are you here for the fragrance appreciation session today?"

Gu Xuefeng was taken aback for a moment, then dumbstruck, "Is today’s gathering a fragrance appreciation session?"

Lu Qianrou glanced at Gu Xuefeng and said, "I told you yesterday, today’s gathering is not really suitable for Senior Brother. It’s a private gathering of a few female cultivators. You insisted on coming."

Gu Xuefeng looked embarrassed and said nothing for a while. Wang Zijia, listening to their conversation, saw their different reactions, and his frown deepened.

"Junior Brother Wang, were you also sneaking around because of this?" Gu Xuefeng turned his attention back to Wang Zijia in an attempt to alleviate his awkwardness, pointing at the shield constructed by Wang Zijia and said, "And since you were going to come, why hide? Were you trying to impress someone in secret? Was it Shan Hongchan?"

At this moment, Wang Zijia’s mind was racing. Did he think too much about it, or was there really something?

Wait a minute, both he, Lu Qianrou, and Gu Xuefeng have been exposed to the incense. So, what do they have in common?

Genius?

Dao seed?

Or were they all the top hundred before the competition, about to go out on a trip in the next few days, and two teams have already set off.

Could it be....

A sudden inspiration flashed through his mind, and Wang Zijia was taken aback.

"I have something urgent to attend to, will get back later." Finishing his words, Wang Zijia swiftly disappeared again.

"Huh?" Gu Xuefeng was stunned, and Lu Qianrou frowned. However, neither of them tried to stop him, after all, Wang Zijia was a Dao Child, and his rank was not simple.

"By the way, don’t tell anyone I was here." Wang Zijia’s voice echoed in the air.

Gu Xuefeng looked at Lu Qianrou, puzzled, "Sister Lu, do you have private communications with Junior Brother Wang?"

"None!" Lu Qianrou coldly replied.

"Then what was Junior Brother Wang doing here today?" Gu Xuefeng said, feeling utterly confused.

Lu Qianrou also frowned, the red dot in the formation light screen that indicated an intruder had already disappeared, proving that the person really did leave.

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