My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 270: The Disappeared Person

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: The Disappeared Person

"Junior Brother Wang, why have you stopped?" Ma Haoran asked Wang Zijia, who was about to reach his destination, with confusion.

"It’s nothing. I just remembered there’s something I didn’t fully handle. I think I’ve had enough for the day. Let’s call it a day." Wang Zijia, feeling the surging mana within him, said as he turned around and walked away, completely ignoring those next to him.

Those around him exchanged glances, and Ma Haoran frowned as he looked at the three of them.

Caught by his questioning gaze, they responded with confused inquiry, "Martial Uncle, what’s going on with Martial Uncle?"

Ma Haoran looked seriously at the three of them, then at the completely ruined Back Mountain not far away, then said nothing and walked towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia quickly left the backyard, walked through the hall, and after reaching a landing area, he summoned the Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle and soared into the sky. Ma Haoran followed closely.

But the two of them had only flown about twenty meters when a transparent energy cover appeared in the sky, covering the entire mountain. Unknown to them, the second-grade protective array of the mountain gate had already been activated.

Wang Zijia’s expression darkened, and although Ma Haoran did not understand why, he sensed that something wasn’t right.

"I apologize if I disturbed a senior brother who’s here cultivating. I apologize for any rudeness!" Standing on the flying shuttle, Wang Zijia bowed towards the back mountain.

"Ah!" A sigh of age sounded, followed by an extremely strong ominous aura rising from the back mountain.

"Out of the respect for our brotherhood, I have already given you enough face, Junior Brother. After you finished recruiting disciples and leave, I could continue my cultivation. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if everyone stayed safe and sound? Junior Brother, why are you still looking for troubles after scouring the whole country?"

As the voice sounded, seven figures rose into the air. The demon Qi rolled and surged up to the sky.

Ahead was a cross-legged red fox, with red fur and eyes, a long, narrow fox-face that barely resembled a human, and nearly two meters tall. At the moment, it sat like a Taoist priest, wearing a daoist robe, and sat on top of a several-meters-large spider’s head.

The huge spider, with countless small spiders on its abdomen, was the same kind of Demon Spider that Wang Zijia assumed had already disintegrated.

Flanking the fox and the spider were five other figures.

They were two wolfmen, a catman, a tigerman, and a sheepheadman.

The five of them seemed like unevolved demonic beasts, standing upright, with red eyes and drooling, and their bodies were deformed to varying degrees.

All of them possessed the cultivation level of sacrificial wine, but the Tiger-headed man and the Cat-headed man were in the middle stage of Sacrificial Wine. The fox Taoist, who sat on the spider’s back and spoke human language, was at the peak of the Sacrificial Wine stage, just short of a breakthrough into the Perfected Realm.

What caused Wang Zijia’s pupils to contract was that all seven were filled with a strong sense of misfortune, entwined with karma, and burdened with sin. Although they should have been seven demonic beings, they all displayed varying degrees of rationality.

"Devil Cultivators?" Ma Haoran looked at the suddenly appeared three figures, saying with a look of shock and confusion.

"Martial Brother Ma, it’s been thirty years since we last met. I didn’t expect to meet again under such circumstances." The Fox Taoist said to Ma Haoran in an old and sharp voice.

"You are... Ye Cheng’an?" Ma Haoran looked at the Fox Taoist, exclaiming in surprise.

The movement of Wang Zijia’s expression indicated recognition - Ye Cheng’an, the leader of the recruitment team that mysteriously disappeared thirty years ago.

In a flash of thought, Wang Zijia instantly sent Bai Qian an emergency message through Charm Summon, asking for Tongzi Nong Yufei and Lei Junjie to come for aid.

"Martial Brother Ma still remembers me! That’s really something." A look of reminiscence appeared on Ye Cheng’an’s fox face.

"Having said that, Ye Cheng’an shifted his gaze back to Wang Zijia, saying, "Junior Brother, I don’t believe I left any traces, and I’ve taken my disciples into seclusion. How did you manage to track me down and even find where I’ve been hiding?"

Wang Zijia gave a sheepish grin, saying, "What if I told you this is all a misunderstanding, and you’re just overthinking things, would you believe me?"

"Heh, no matter, once I capture you and peel off your skin, I’ll know the reason anyway." Ye Cheng’an responded, and suddenly, his entire aura started to swirl. His seated lower half sunk straight into the spider’s head, leaving only his upper body outside. He sank into a state of peaceful slumber while the spider with its wriggling legs quickly approached Wang Zijia.

"Roar!"

The five Demonic Beings beside him also roared as they charged towards them. The Tigerman and Catman charged at Ma Haoran, the man of Immortal Wind and Dao Bone.

The remaining three demons followed the spider beside Ye Cheng’an, launching a group attack on Wang Zijia.

"Heh, gang fight, who’s afraid of who!"

With a single thought from Wang Zijia, five talismans appeared around him, transforming into Five Ghost Babies. The surrounding area was filled with ghost fog, making it hard to see clearly. After the appearance of the Five Ghosts, they charged straight towards the two wolves and one sheepheadman.

Meanwhile, Wang Zijia’s body was gushing with spiritual light, quickly swelling in size; a blood-red Broken Armor emerged, his golden pupils flickered, and his meat sprout long hair fluttered in the wind.

A three-meter tall figure stretched out his hand, a Broken Long Spear quickly condensed from it, taken by Wang Zijia into his hand. He turned into a streak of light, holding the spear as he charged towards his opponent.

"Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing accompanied the intense collision of Wang Zijia’s spear and the front leg of the unified spider, creating a crisp sound like tempered iron. The immense force made Wang Zijia retreat slightly.

’We’re about equal in cultivation; I can fight this!’ Looking at the fox and the spider merged into a strong figure exuding an intimidating momentum, Wang Zijia sighed in relief after their initial clash.

Having regained his composure, he once again engaged the monster that the Fox Taoist and the spider had merged into.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

The spear and the spider’s legs clashed incessantly; their figures rolled and turned in the sky, rapidly swapping positions.

After another collision, both were blasted away by the tremendous impact. As they flew backward, the spider suddenly lifted its butt, firing a huge web towards Wang Zijia. Almost simultaneously, Wang Zijia also thrust his spear forward.

The moment the spear and the giant web came into contact, the airborne Wang Zijia clenched his hand in the distance.

"Explode!"

The spear shattered, and a large impact wave of flame immediately incinerated the spider web in the blink of an eye. Yet, Wang Zijia didn’t stop; the spell in his hand changed once more.

"Magic Door: Splitting Broken Spear Strike!"

The crystal spear shattered into countless crystal fragments, turning into a sky-full of crystal shards under the enormous explosive force, raining down on the unified spider and the Fox Taoist.

The spider had just managed to steady its retreating figure when it was faced with a sky full of crystal rain. Suddenly, the fox on its back, which seemed to be in a state of peaceful slumber, lightly tapped into the void.

Red spiritual light spread out from the fox’s claw like a shock wave, colliding with the omnipresent crystal rain. The crystal rain trembled, losing its original nature, and transformed into illusory spiritual light that dispersed.

"Illusion Technique Transforms into Void?"