My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 246: On the Road

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: On the Road

Despite being a war spiritual tool, its main function was to transport and pick up disciples, so a lot of thought was put into its layout. It was much more advanced compared to the traditional war spiritual tools of the sect.

The entire interior was set up as an immortal garden through an illusion formation. Amidst the swirling mists, numerous divine exotic plants could be seen, giving the impression of having stumbled into a fairyland. The overall design screamed one word: Class!

Wang Zijia and the others could handle it, but mortals who suddenly entered such a place would definitely think they had entered a fairyland.

Even after they embarked on the path of cultivation, the impression would remain fresh in their memories, unforgettable for a lifetime!

"The sect really understands the importance of good PR!" said Wang Zijia as he took in the high-class design and smiled.

An Xingsheng laughed knowingly and said, "After all, we have to recruit disciples from the mortal world in every generation. We have to make it appealing, right? I heard this is the result of countless years of trials, gradually accumulated from rich experience."

Wang Zijia nodded, and after touring half of the magic-driven scenic area with An Xingsheng, they found their own rooms.

The room where Wang Zijia stayed was quite big, even larger than the cultivation room at the Biyi Court. It was really spacious, and since it could control and manage the entire formation of the magical tool, it could be considered a secondary core of the magical tool. Its protection was the strongest.

After familiarizing himself with the room for a while, Wang Zijia didn’t stay cooped up inside. He left his room and began to get to know the entire magical tool.

"Greetings Senior Uncle Wang!"

"Hello Senior Uncle Wang!"

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At that moment, the magical tool was rather empty, but along the way, Wang Zijai encountered many disciples who were beginning to prepare and familiarize themselves with their tasks.

Upon seeing Wang Zijia, they all instinctively stopped their work and enthusiastically greeted him.

Wang Zijia nodded slightly and responded one by one, getting familiar with the operation of the entire magical tool.

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"Attention all disciples, the magical tool is about to leave the sect’s range and officially enter the wilderness. Please be prepared for combat at all times!" After half a day, such an announcement was made throughout the magical tool.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia, who was familiar with the magical tool, felt a tightness in his chest and quickly headed for the control room.

Wilderness!

For Wang Zijia, it was a very unfamiliar term. According to the information Wang Zijia got from the sect, from the end of the Fifth Era, where the Tao Law was hard to pass on and demonic beings rampaged, the wilderness represented danger.

Even if it was not the primeval forest of demonic beasts in the west, the wilderness within the sect’s territory was full of crises.

The mere fact that there were frequent upheavals by demonic monsters in the areas around Wanyu Sect, causing destruction of villages and hamlets, told a lot.

This world was not peaceful, in fact, it was very chaotic.

The reason Wang Zijia had been living in peace was entirely because the original owner was lucky enough to be born in the Holy Land!

Lost in thought, Wang Zijia hurriedly walked through various areas and arrived at the control room.

"Greetings Senior Uncle Wang!"

"Greetings Martial Uncle!"

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Seeing Wang Zijia’s arrival, the disciples of the Formation Institute operating the light screens within the control room instinctively stopped their tasks and greeted him.

"Just do your jobs, you don’t need to mind me!" Wang Zijia responded familiarly to everyone and came to Nong Yufei, asking, "How’s the situation, Senior Brother?"

Nong Yufei was rather serious, a middle-aged man in his forties, thin, and not a man of many words.

Hearing Wang Zijia’s inquiries, Nong Yufei glanced at Wang Zijia and said, "Junior Brother, you need not worry. Although the wilderness is dangerous, within the territory of our sect, the Law Hall conducts a large-scale clean-up every hundred years. Very rarely do we encounter big demon monsters above the Perfected Realm."

Wang Zijia nodded but did not leave. He took his seat in the Control Room.

First, he looked around the control room and observed the disciples of the Formation Institute at work. He was quite familiar with the eight or nine disciples in the room thanks to the five-day dress rehearsal.

When his gaze landed on a figure at a corner, he made eye contact with a disciple who was stealing glances at him. The disciple immediately lowered his head to avoid the prying gaze.

Wang Zijia furrowed his brows as he found the disciple unfamiliar.

"Where is Jing Hongbo?" came Wang Zijia’s question, referring to the person who was supposed to be there.

Upon hearing this, Nong Yufei and the array repairers turned their attention to the man in the corner. The man immediately got up and said, "To answer Senior Uncle Wang, my clan brother had some issue at home and couldn’t make it, so my clan sent me to take his place."

Wang Zijia frowned and turned to Nong Yufei, who said, "A few days ago, a report was made to the Sect Dormitory. The replacement was approved."

Considering this, Wang Zijia stopped probing further. Whether Jing Hongbo had genuinely encountered an issue or some discord had taken place within the family, leading to his position being replaced, as long as the procedure was followed, he didn’t need to worry.

"Was he trained?" Wang Zijia looked at the replacement and asked.

"Yes, Senior Uncle, I was strictly vetted by Senior Uncle Nong before I could take the place. After all, this is the control room," the disciple quickly answered.

"Alright!" Wang Zijia nodded, not asking any further.

He opened a big light screen with a flick of his hand. The light screen displayed the scenery around the magic tool.

At this moment, the speed of the magical tool had slowed down significantly and it no longer sprayed spiritual light particles, leaving a long trail behind. The entire magical tool had already hidden itself, moving quickly through the air like a giant cloud, not too high up.

Below was a primeval jungle, chaotic and desolate. On the screen, numerous red dots continuously appeared.

Wang Zijia stretched out his hand and lightly tapped an area, and the Thousand-mile Mirror on Wanyu’s magical tool began to zoom in, revealing the scenery below.

In a barren forest, a giant leopard over two meters high and three meters long was tearing apart an unknown creature.

The leopard had two heads. In addition to the normal leopard head, a malformed flesh tumor grew from its neck region. Now the flesh tumor wriggled, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth, continuously competing with the main head for food, blood all over its face.

The leopard’s beautiful fur had been replaced by pustule-like flesh holes. Inside the flesh holes were wriggling flesh sprouts and occasionally, drops of corrosive liquid dripped out.

Such demonic monsters, which had lost most of their spiritual wisdom, were not uncommon in the primeval jungle below. Each red dot on the screen represented a demon monster with varying degrees of pollution. Despite regular clean-ups, they could not be completely eradicated.

Unless the area was converted into a town suppressed by human population or turned into a dead land through biological extinction.

This was also the reason why the demon race was gradually heading towards extinction. Because any demon with a little cultivation, in the process of climbing up, often became polluted before they could develop enough spiritual wisdom, gradually going mad.

Those who could stick to their original hearts and find a clean place to absorb the essence of the sun and moon day and night were too few and far between!

"Roar!"