My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 317 - 309: Salutation Style Curse [Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions]

Chapter 317: Chapter 309: Salutation Style Curse [Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions]

A gambling victory?

The top circle of the second-gen cultivators in the Outer Sect?

Although Wang Zijia didn’t know what the cultivation second-gen circle was like, he had heard a lot about it in his previous life. He could guess what it was from a few sentences.

Therefore, he immediately exclaimed with joy, "Senior Brother Gu, you have done me a great favor! I knew it, when there’s a problem, we have to rely on our brothers! It’s reliable!"

Clearly it was an excessively simplistic flattery, but Gu Xuefeng seemed to enjoy it very much. The corners of his emotionless mouth showed a slight curve, obviously, he relished this. But of course, it also depended on the person.

In the midst of their conversation, it suddenly occurred to Wang Zijia to ask, "How much is it?"

"Twenty thousand!" Gu Xuefeng replied nonchalantly, "Since it was a cousin I personally found, I wanted to show him a little appreciation."

Twenty thousand?

A show of appreciation?

It sounded as cheap as cabbage!

This price was something even a top-grade magic tool in the second grade could hardly reach. It was already considered pretty high-level among one-time-use death-substitute tools!

Although compared to its origin, there was indeed some discount, but it certainly wasn’t as cheap as he had put it.

Kid, your relationship with your cousin might not be as good as you imagine!

Thoughts flashed through Wang Zijia’s mind rapidly. Although he felt stinging, he didn’t show his distress outwardly and gave an immediate nod, "Alright, when’s delivery?"

"Someone will deliver it to you shortly." Gu Xuefeng replied casually.

Wang Zijia gave a nod and said, "Alright, looking forward to your good news!"

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That night, in the sacrificial laboratory of the not yet fully completed underground base of White Peach Peak.

Wang Zijia was checking a blood-colored talisman meticulously.

On the traditional yellow paper talisman, the image of a man was outlined in blood-red lines. The surrounding dense blood-red runes also seemed very casual.

From the various signs on the talisman, it can be seen that the maker was very casual at the time. Yet, the quality of the talisman made wasn’t bad.

After studying for a while, Wang Zijia moved his mind, and the Blood Jade Book appeared in his hand; the yellow paper talisman in his hand was collected into the book.

Then, with a flicker of thought, Wang Zijia arrived at the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

Yes, he was going to attempt to curse Yue Changqing!

Out of caution, he planned to cast the spell in the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, and in Min Xin’s Chaotic Sea of Knowledge!

Why not in his own Chaotic Sea of Knowledge?

Because he was scared!

Although he was very confident that in the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, under the protection of the Power of Tao Fruits, even True Immortals might not be able to deal with him, let alone an Infant God.

But this was all guesswork, without practical experience, he might as well find a scapegoat!

As for why Min Xin was chosen?

Because he was a shadow agent. Wasn’t he spared from death to do the dirty and tiring work, which of course included taking the blame?

He should feel honored. After all, among the several undercover agents recruited, Wang Zijia favored him alone now!

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As Wang Zijia’s mind spun, the Blood Jade Book appeared in Min Xin’s Sea of Knowledge with him.

The book gently opened, and a picture of an altar dissolved which created a blood-red underground basement surroundings filled with dense red runes, and the illusion of a standing bone altar.

Then, the essence blood substitute talisman paper, and a strand of Wang Zijia’s own essence blood appeared in front of Wang Zijia.

He didn’t plan to spend too much on the first try, he decided to test the waters!

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, despite not feeling any added effects from the illusory altar, he still decided to follow the process.

The procedures of setting up the altar, casting the spell, and cursing were all carried out in one effort.

His smooth actions revealed no hint of awkwardness, indicating that he had done this sort of thing many times before.

"Heavenly Dao completes, success in trifles, sun and moon all.

Evil spirits follow my command.

Those who hear me will become deaf;

Those who see me will become blind;

Those who curse me will suffer bad luck;

Those who conspire against me will suffer the consequences!

Divine soldiers, obey my commands like a law!"

"Rise!"

In the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, amidst the illusory blood formation, under the cold light of the Blood Jade Book, a large amount of mana and a hint of essence blood were thrown into the altar, turning into a strange aura. Using the death substitute talisman as a medium, the aura tugged and disappeared without a trace.

In the dark, Wang Zijia sensed a target.

Unlike his previous curses, he seemed to see a giant shrouded in halo in the dark, a giant taller than the sky, incredibly massive. He was like an ant at the feet of the giant.

In the blink of an eye, he felt as if he saw through the giant into an endless grey mist where a unique world like a crystal ball existed.

Before he could see clearly, the subtle aura he brought tangled around the giant.

Wang Zijia felt stunned by an explosive sound in his brain, falling into a daze.

A few moments later, when Wang Zijia regained his senses, he was still in Min Xin’s Sea of Knowledge.

Besides the yellow paper death replacement talisman in front of him looking a bit old, everything else had remained unchanged. He did not feel any tracking or backlash. Except for the hallucinations from the sudden impact earlier!

"It’s possible!"

Wang Zijia’s eyes brightened, and he whispered in excitement.

One of the distinct characteristics of the Bad Luck Curse is that once it successfully curses someone, it can stack the curse.

Its covert effect determines its operations.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work once. The worst-case scenario is that you come slowly. The day your bad luck begins...

"Hehe, the Yue Family, right? I’m really about to go against you now!"

Bathed in the blood-red light, Wang Zijia wore an indifferent smile. The blood-red gleam full on his face made his smile seem a little wicked and mysterious.

Instead of immediately leaving the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, Wang Zijia waited for nearly half an hour. After ensuring there were no problems, he quietly left Min Xin’s Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

He left the underground base and returned to the Small Courtyard on the peak.

The Small Courtyard was almost ready now. Wang Zijia decided to name it White Peach Courtyard, and the Star-picking Tower in front was also named White Peach Picking Star Building.

This was expected to be his main base for a long time henceforth.

As Xiang Feifei was still working at Qifu Building, she wasn’t able to return home every day due to the long three-hour commute and often stayed at Biyi Court, which made the place seem rather lonely.

The night was flowing like water and the moonlight was cold. Wang Zijia was strolling in the Peach Garden, which was full of the aura of immortals.

By next spring, when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, the view would be even more beautiful, making the place look somewhat like a Taoist field.

After wandering around the Peach Garden for a while, Wang Zijia returned to the Courtyard and began his daily martial arts training.

Starting today, his morning and evening routines would consist of martial arts training and a new activity: daily cursing of Yue Changqing!

Of course, it wouldn’t cost him much. He would use a strand of essence blood as a lead and exhaust a body of mana. Just like a daily ritual, he would pay a daily tribute to Yue Changqing!

He had never been so devoted to his parents before, which truly was quite an honor!

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The next day, early in the morning, An Xingsheng brought a ten-year-old Lingtong to Wang Zijia’s office in the White Peach Courtyard.

An Xingsheng now lived on White Peach Peak but certainly not within the White Peach Courtyard. He had specifically built a reception area outside the Peach Garden to accommodate disciples serving in the White Peach Courtyard.

The reception also served as a gatekeeper.

"Martial Uncle, here’s the Lingtong you asked for." An Xingsheng shoved the boy in front and said:

"He’s one of the kids we brought back this time. As per your requirements, Martial Uncle, he only has a lower grade spiritual root. His talent and comprehension abilities are average, and he knows a bit Martial Art."

Wang Zijia nodded, looked at the boy, and asked, "What’s your name?"

"In response to the Grandmaster, my name is Deng Xingyan!" The Lingtong Deng Xingyan immediately replied respectfully, his voice quivering slightly out of excitement or fear.

"Grandmaster? Have you ever stayed at the Demon Suppression Sect on Jingchan Mountain?" Wang Zijia arched an eyebrow, standing up and walking over to Deng Xingyan, before he looked closely and asked.

"In response to Grandmaster, yes. I am from Lin Hong County and am familiar with the surrounding areas. So, during the half-month when the Demon Suppression Sect was established, I wasn’t staying in the Immortal Pavilion, I was helping with the construction of the sect." Deng Xingyan replied carefully.

"Hmm!" Wang Zijia nodded and asked, "Did you learn Martial art also in the sect?"

"I was originally taught some superficial skills at home. Later I learned a top-grade innate cultivation method in the sect. However, I only practiced for more than a month. After I entered the Spirit Child Institute and completed the initial education, I didn’t practice martial arts anymore." Deng Xingyan replied thoughtfully.

"And did you comprehend the foundation cultivation method given by the Spirit Child Institute?"

"I did."

"Did you have a sense of the Qi?"

Deng Xingyan, hearing this, nervously and apprehensively shook his head: "Not yet."

Wang Zijia stopped asking, looked closely at Deng Xingyan for a moment, then turned back to An Xingsheng and said, "Alright, you may leave now."

"Understood." An Xingsheng bowed and left the Courtyard without any intention of questioning Wang Zijia further.

Wang Zijia then left his room also, and Deng Xingyan followed suit before receiving any instruction from him.

They arrived at the Courtyard outside the room.

"Perform what you’ve learned from the martial arts." Wang Zijia randomly explained.

"Do you mean the innate martial arts I learned from the Demon Suppression Sect?" Deng Xingyan carefully confirmed.

"Yes, go ahead and practice!" Wang Zijia casually nodded.

Upon seeing this, Deng Xingyan, without saying another word, began to demonstrate immediately.

Martial arts aren’t the same as Tao Law. They don’t distinguish between Cultivation Methods and Martial Arts. To be precise, the Cultivation Method includes Martial Arts.

Every complete innate Secret Book consists of complete initial martial arts moves, the corresponding Cultivation Method once the inner strength is cultivated, including the innate operation chart.

True enough, Deng Xingyan had only practiced for just over a month. Even if he had the qualification of lower grade spiritual root, he didn’t have drastic progress. He did not even cultivate the Qi required for Houtian Realm and was still in the phase of body training and strength training.

Since he had only practiced for just over a month and had put it off for about a month presently, it was noticeably rusty.

However, it didn’t matter. It was sufficient enough for Wang Zijia to experiment on.

"You can stop now!" Wang Zijia said.

Deng Xingyan hesitated and stopped. He knew his limits and thought he had displeased the grandmaster, so he kept his head down and didn’t utter a word.

Wang Zijia, however, did not pay heed to him. He took out a disguised Cultivating Yuan Pill and said, "Eat this, and start attempting to circulate your Qi."

Deng Xingyan hesitated and cautiously said: "I haven’t cultivated my inner strength yet. I can’t circulate the Qi."

"Eat it and do as I said!" Wang Zijia casually said.