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Chapter 254: The Temptation of the Top-Grade Thunder Spirit Root

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: The Temptation of the Top-Grade Thunder Spirit Root

Seeing Liang Cheng’s information, Wang Zijia revealed a satisfied smile. As Nong Yufei said, with this child, their trip was not in vain, sure to make a profit!

When he looked at the specific weight information of the spiritual root, Wang Zijia’s expression froze, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Spiritual Root: Top-grade thunder spirit root (30 million / 50 million)

A value of 30 million left Wang Zijia’s gaze dull, his heart beating rapidly, the massive temptation made him consider using this child as material, attempting the pollution method, and using the Five Ghosts to extract his spiritual root.

"Hoo... exhale... calm down, you already have a golden finger, the most basic bottom line must not be lost, otherwise you can’t be considered a person!"

Besides, after top-grade spiritual roots undergo extraction once, it’s uncertain whether it can even maintain a top-grade status, perhaps it might just be of medium-grade. If not careful, it might only have a value of tens of thousands, the matter of ten or eight thousand magic money doesn’t seem so tempting."

After conducting a moment of self-psychological construction, Wang Zijia took a deep breath, calming the tumultuous emotions, and adjusted back to his usual mindset.

Decisively not paying any more attention to this extremely tempting item, he exited its Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

"Immortal Elder, how is it?" Liang Jun asked nervously as soon as he saw Wang Zijia stop inspecting.

"Not bad, are you and your son willing to return to our sect with me to cultivate?" Wang Zijia revealed a smile and inquired warmly.

"..."

After settling Liang Jun, Wang Zijia once again arrived at the warehouse. At this moment, the warehouse had another hundred or so low-grade demon corpses.

Wang Zijia did not disdain them and started extracting one by one.

These were left unprocessed due to their travel schedule, Wang Zijia didn’t have to pay anything. After all, if Wang Zijia didn’t process them, a magic array would still need to be arranged for their treatment when they arrived in the capital.

"Value +2654!"

Dao cultivation: Hundred years (256698/500,000)

In a moment, Wang Zijia had extracted all the pollution caused by the sinners and after storing the corpses into his book with a flip of his hand, he got up and left the warehouse.

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The Tianhong Dynasty was not small, it was at least the size of ten provincial capitals in his previous life.

But under the rush of the magic-driven ship, even with the occasional stops and several disaster reliefs along the way, it took just over an hour to reach their destination.

The capital of the Tianhong Dynasty, Tianhong City.

Unlike the border city, Tianhong was extraordinarily bustling, still as prosperous as it was thirty years ago. Not only had it not decayed, it seemed even more prosperous.

High-rise buildings clustered here, the streets bustling with activity. Thronging crowds were constantly coming and going, a never-ending stream of people.

Once evening fell, thousands of lights illuminated the city, as if to adorn a jewel-like attire to the city, shining like a star river.

The suffering at the border juxtaposed with the endless revelry in the city highlighted the world’s injustice!

And today’s Tianhong was even more lively.

The streets were deserted, countless people were crowding towards the ascending immortal square at the foot of Tianhong Mountain in the east suburb of Tianhong City.

The reason... the Heaven Worship Ceremony, which hadn’t been held for thirty years, was unexpectedly held again today. Moreover, the official announcement admitted that an immortal was coming.

With such news posted, the gigantic ascending immortal square was packed with people early in the morning. It was simply a sea of people, even the surrounding large areas were jammed and impenetrable.

As time went by, the situation became more and more exaggerated.

It wasn’t until the Qin Tian Supervision began to preside over the Heaven Worship Ceremony and the old emperor also appeared and personally participated in the worship of heaven that the atmosphere reached its peak.

"Look, what is that?"

With the cry of alarm, countless observers lifted their heads skyward.

It was nearing midday; the weather was clear, the sunlight bright.

A miraculous rainbow light streaked across the sky from the horizon, with the palace shrouded within white clouds at its base and tinted by an iridescent glow at its tail. The clear sky above the city of Tianhong was dotted with patches of luminous particles that, spanning miles, trailed behind the magical carriage, unfurling into a specter of celestial brilliance.

As if a celestial being had descended upon the west, droplets of iridescent light fell from the tail of the flame, resembling myriad spiritual lights illuminating the Earth with an ethereal rain of light. Its breathtaking spectacle left the mortals below in awe.

The magical carriage then came to a halt right above the City of Tianhong.

"Cloud-based Immortal Pavilion! It’s the legendary Cloud-based Immortal Pavilion!"

"A celestial being arrived from the west, traveling along a rainbow and driving a cloud pavilion. The legend is true!"

"The legend passed down by our ancestors is true. Immortals do exist in this world!"

"Someone has descended! So young!"

"Is this a little celestial being? He appears far too exquisite to be human!"

"The Qin Tian Supervision can also perform magic? Is he also an immortal?"

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Under the gaze of countless eyes, amidst the chaos of the murmuring crowd:

The Ascending Immortal carriage hovered above the City of Tianhong, and Wang Zijia, along with his two fellow senior brothers and a few disciples, descended from the carriage.

Officiating the ceremony below was Ma Haoran, the rightful observer of the Qin Tian Supervision. His white-haired, wrinkled face depicted an aged yet sagacious Taoist, who seemed quite advanced in his cultivation. Most probably, his life was on the wane, given his appearance.

Ma Haoran was also a disciple of their sect, albeit dispatched as a sacrificial wine priest seventy years ago. Thirty years ago, during the evacuation, he was left behind. After all, Tianhong was a part of Wanyu’s Dynasty. Even when secluded, a well-qualified person must remain stationed.

This indicated that Brother Ma Haoran was not influential in the sect. He lacked both background and talent — a person lacked in all three aspects.

Watching Wang Zijia and his fellow brothers descending, he waved and spiritual light sprang forth. Hues of rosy clouds fluttered in the air endowing the entire Heavenly Altar a celestial aura.

Guarding Tianhong, accessible to Ma Haoran, I’ve crossed paths with Wang Daozi, and welcoming Wang Daozi’s arrival."

As Ma Haoran greeted them, the elderly emperor at his side also performed the same courtesy. "Welcome, Master Wang Daozi!"

"Welcome, Wang Daozi!"

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The surrounding officials followed suit. Finally, the entire plaza joined in a welcoming chorus making for an impressive spectacle.

With everyone greeting him and surrounded by rosy clouds, Wang Zijia descended upon the Heavenly Altar like a true immortal. He turned towards the elderly man with the white beard and hair and said with a smile, "Brother Ma, you are being overly courteous. I feel intimidated amidst this grandeur!"

"It’s only fitting," Ma Haoran responded with a smile spread across his face. "Initially, when I received the news from our sect, I thought there was a mistake! I didn’t expect Master Wang Daozi himself would arrive. Your presence truly brings honor to Tianhong!"

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As the two exchanged pleasantries, the elderly emperor stood quietly at the side. Wang Zijia did not act arrogantly, instead, he was quite courteous towards the elderly emperor.

The emperors of the mortal Dynasties under Wanyu Sect were not permitted to cultivate, and the stationed disciples were not supposed to establish a family lineage to secure control over these subordinate dynasties.

If one desired to command both the forces of mortal population and cultivation force, the establishment of either a sect or a family clan is the only path. What’s forbidden is the establishment of a dynasty-style family clan. This was the most beneficial model, sifted out through Wanyu Sect’s countless years of exploration.

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