My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 309 - 303: You Don’t Necessarily Need an Infant God to Attain Enlightenment

Chapter 309: Chapter 303: You Don’t Necessarily Need an Infant God to Attain Enlightenment

Looking at the Magic Door and the completely different Pollution Weight, Wang Zijia furrowed his brows.

He did not waste any more time in the Sea of Consciousness and decided to come out directly. He glanced at Rao Xuelan, who lay sleeping on the ground.

"If you commit a small sin, I can turn a blind eye. But what you did in Wanyu, massing up such sins, and the way you did it... It crossed the line. Forget it!"

His words seemed like he was pronouncing a death sentence on her, yet at the same time, he appeared to be telling himself that there was no need to manipulate her memory anymore.

His attention was now on Rao Xuelan, contemplating how to deal with her.

Killing her directly was not an option. She held a good position in the Transformation Pulse and if an investigation was launched, his hands might get dirty.

Handing her over to the Law Enforcement Team could work. However, it would be suspicious if he discovered the hidden spies that Law Enforcement Team had been unable to uncover in half a year. It could easily draw attention to him.

After mulling it over, an idea came to him.

Wang Zijia woke her up and took out the prepared Illusory Painting Spirit Talisman.

"Uh!"

Rao Xuelan woke up in confusion and the first thing she saw was the bloody basement and Demon Child Elder bathed in red light.

"What on earth are you doing, Water Ghost? Just because Ghost Spirit is late doesn’t mean you get to do whatever you want as the Hall Master!"

Rao Xuelan was taken aback, realizing she had been kind of sealed, and said coldly.

Wang Zijia tossed the talisman in front of her, lifting her seal, and said, "Stimulate it, recall..."

Before Wang Zijia could finish his sentence, Rao Xuelan, newly released from her seal, appeared to be gathering her strength to retaliate.

"Ah..."

With a thought from Wang Zijia, Rao Xuelan’s body stiffened, and she crumpled to the ground, unable to move.

"Refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" He shook his head, conjured a chair, and sat down.

To Wang Zijia’s surprise, she wasn’t as obstinate as he had expected. At least not like Balofi, who needed to be tortured until her will broke down.

Not even half a moment later, a limp Rao Xuelan surrendered.

Up until now, she still thought of Wang Zijia as Water Ghost, projecting to control her.

She followed Wang Zijia’s instructions and started using the talisman to display her memories.

Wang Zijia only recorded a bit of it. He modified her memory of tonight to a certain extent as well as her knowledge of the dark spies in the Dark Hall. He erased memories involving other team member’s information and stopped meddling with her.

He sealed her again and returned to the Transformation Pulse, to her small courtyard.

First, he took her storage bag, as well as cleaned out her secret room and warehouse, taking everything that he could take.

In addition to acquiring about forty or fifty thousand Magic Money and other spiritual objects, Wang Zijia was pleasantly surprised to find a life-protecting tool, a secret book hidden deep inside.

Of course, if he ransacked everything, he could possibly get another twenty or thirty thousand Magic Money, or even more. But it would be clearly seen that someone searched for it, and all his previous actions would be in vain.

People like her, with this kind of savings, could be considered normal or even above average among the Wine Monks.

Except for those who have no hope of Cultivation, the money in the Wine Monks’ pouch is not necessarily more than a small clan’s library. Some beginner monks have only a few hundred Magic Money.

Wang Zijia was a typical example. Most of the time, the money he had was not more than what was in the family’s library!

It was only in his Previous Life’s world that money and lifespan, life did not have a necessary connection, so people could save a lot of money.

Otherwise... if anything involving lifespan, life appeared like gene optimization fluid, trust me, it would be good if not everyone was a spendthrift!

After collecting everything, Wang Zijia even used a spell to fill the underground secret room, making it disappear completely.

After doing all this, Wang Zijia threw Rao Xuelan out again. Looking at the unconscious woman, he murmured, "Self-destructive actions lead to inevitable consequences. Just eat your own bitter fruit!"

He didn’t know if he was saying it for the unconscious woman or for himself.

No sooner had he done speaking than he quickly entered her Sea of Consciousness and directly exchanged most of the Cultivation Value Degree for her Pollution.

Instantly, a surge of Demonic Flames rose from her body, covering her.

Rao Xuelan’s beautiful figure began to rapidly mutate. Many eyes burst from her body. As her body swelled, she turned into a huge, bald ostrich-like creature.

From her numerous eyes, thick tears flowed. Her body wriggled, and dark Demonic Flames rose from it.

"Chirp!"

A piercing screech shattered the silence of the entire Transformation Pulse in the deep night.

By this time, Wang Zijia had already left for quite a while.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The large-scaled mutation disturbed the Law Enforcement Team on duty in the Transformation Pulse. Several disciples quickly arrived at the courtyard, just in time to see the giant mutated monster with countless eyes looking at one of the disciples.

The disciple of the Law Enforcement Team was stunned, standing frozen as if his mind had been struck.

"It’s a Detrimental Mutation! Damn it, Uncle Master Rao has fallen to devilish ways. Quickly, call for backup!"

The other disciples’ faces also underwent significant changes, quickly retreating while dragging their startled comrade.

The deformed monster about to take action to keep the Law Enforcement Team’s disciples behind.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

But the next moment, even though it had mutated, it showed signs of suffering. The Demonic Seed Power started to control it, and despite the Detrimental Mutation, it still wasn’t able to resist the power of the Tao Fruit mixed with the Demonic Seed Power.

"Is this... a Mutation Conflict? Attack it quickly before it completes the Detrimental Mutation."

"Call for backup!"

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In a moment, several streaks of streaming light arrived, even the transformation pulse’s master, a great cultivator of the Perfected Realm, was startled. He looked at the distorted Rao Xuelan, with a furrowed brow.

Several spiritual lights were thrown, and the helpless opponent was thoroughly bombarded and killed.

A moment later, the Law Enforcement Team found many pieces of evidence of sins, as well as evidence of the spies in her courtyard.

"Investigate! I want to see how many little monsters have infiltrated my pulse!"

The master of the Transformation Pulse had a cold face, his pupils turned vertical, his whole body emanated a faint aura of dragon might as he spoke.

The whole person floated in the air, and the pressure spread over half of the central area of the Transformation Pulse.

This night, the Transformation Pulse was in chaos, sleepless throughout the night.

Wang Zijia had left long ago, and after confirming the death of the demon bird, he no longer paid attention to its development.

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He quietly returned to the underground base and first looked at the secret book.

"Pollution Storing Divine Technique"

Was this a method of the Way of the Heart?

With a whirling of thought, Wang Zijia opened this magic door, but did not rush to comprehend it. Instead, he first turned his attention to the description of the technique’s effects.

With just one look, Wang Zijia froze.

To cultivate this technique, one first needed a purifying tool to store the divine spirit, and also required the cultivation of a pollution method.

When facing certain death, the purification tool would go along with its inheritance and quickly absorb the analysed pollution, transforming it into a Ming Device.

A cultivator’s divine spirit could hide inside it for a short time, achieving the effect of the Infant God’s Primordial Spirit escaping the body.

Of course, if you were trapped for long and had no means of reincarnating or seizing a body, you could also merge with the Ming Device, and become an artifact cultivator by turning into an Artifact Spirit or Life Weapon Path.

"Ha, this method is quite resilient! It actually makes use of the characteristics of both the pollution method’s analysis and the pure nature of the purification tool to create a so-called Divine Storing Technique!"

"It seems that I have to be careful when I see the pollution inheritance analysed by the devil cultivators in the future, especially when strange stuff comes out after the analysis."

In his thought, Wang Zijia chose not to understand this technique. This method indeed had strong survival abilities. For devil cultivators, it was absolutely a top-grade magic door that they would fight for. But for him... it was really not quite suitable.

He then took out the life-saving magic tool. Indeed, it was a peculiar Spirit Bead of purifying tendency.

He put away all these things with a flip of his hand, sorted out the few spiritual objects and talismans that he had gathered, then went through today’s events once more. After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Zijia packed everything up.

With a flip of his hand, he took out a Storage Bag. The space inside wasn’t large, just about three to five cubic meters, all occupied by ice bottles the size of a pinky finger.

Each ice bottle contained a drop of blood. It was the blood samples of Gou Hongyuan’s spies.

Wang Zijia reached out and took out a blood bottle. The bottle was emanating strands of chill. As his magical power fluctuated, the bottle directly shattered, leaving only a blood pearl floating in front of him.

Essence Blood Vein’s process of dealing with blood was indeed professional enough.

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia first looked at his own information.

[Would you like to consume 2800, to upgrade the Essence Blood Witchcraft Technique to Beginner?]

"Yes!"

Essence Blood Witchcraft Technique (Beginner 3000/10000),

Taiji: 789

As the insight surfaced in his mind, Wang Zijia started to have a more comprehensive understanding of witchcraft techniques.

After a while, Wang Zijia, having digested the insights, started to try the curse with the blood in his hand as medium with the flow of his magical power.

A wisp of weak Essence Blood power was drawn out from his body by Wang Zijia, as fuel.

One of the disadvantages of this technique was that even with his current cultivation, to curse a cultivator in the Child Stage still required the consumption of Essence Blood.

As he cast the spell, gusts of yin wind started to blow in the sacrificial laboratory, with a faint rise of demonic qi.

After a moment, Wang ZiJia completed the curse trial, with a frown, he reached out again and took out another blood bottle, continued to experiment.

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After spending two hours continuously making various attempts, Wang Zijia found that the Bad Luck Curse of the Essence Blood Witchcraft technique could meet his needs to secretly plant a demon seed.

However, there were many issues.

Firstly, the consumption was large. The Bad Luck Curse on a person in the Child Stage was even more expensive than capturing the person alive.

Secondly, the uncertainty was too large. In two hours, he cursed more than a hundred people in one breath. Currently, less than twenty people have triggered the Blood Light Disaster, had small wounds appeared, and thus completed the demon seeding.

The others, even though they were cursed with bad luck, were still outside, and had not been seeded with the demon inside their bodies.

Thirdly, the requirements for the medium were too high. Even with the blood in hand to curse the target, it was just barely passable.

However, these shortcomings couldn’t hide its advantages. This technique could indeed help Wang Zijia to curse and plant a demon seed quietly.

It’s just that those shortcomings destined this technique would not be used to deal with small fry.

After the tests were completed, Wang Zijia found that it was almost dawn, stopped and packed up, left the basement, and went back to bed to sleep.

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