My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 325 - 315

Chapter 325: 315

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia’s heart sank entirely, not in the mood to hear any more.

He hurriedly left the Taoist Fantasy, as he had a far more urgent matter to deal with than engaging in conversations and gathering information.

His channel-opening task hadn’t been initiated—his Martial Uncle had told him that his previous tasks were pretty much settled.

But even if you didn’t count the six months of discipleship, he had been back in the sect for a half-year, and there was still no progress on the channel-opening task.

Wang Zijia’s real concern was this, not the trifling tricks thrown at him by the Secular Courtyard.

Their bullying was trivial.

But if one manipulates the channel-opening task well, they could produce a fatal blow and directly incapacitate him. It would be very difficult for him to recover.

Since their meeting at the Etiquette Institute, Yue Changqing had not seen him, nor had he sent anyone to pass a message or launched a genuine attack on him.

As for the Secular Courtyard’s attempts to trip him up, it was definitely not ordered by Yue Changqing.

A great cultivator— an Infant God—wouldn’t be so small-minded. Such an affair did not require his command!

If people knew his attitude, they would imitate him naturally. The sect was never short of opportunists.

That’s why Wang Zijia never complained to the Device and Symbol Institutes. Complaining about petty things would probably lead to some penalties, but it would do no good to him, and instead, people would look down upon him.

If he kept complaining, the elders in the Device and Symbol Institutes would get annoyed.

So Wang Zijia never complained about the Secular Courtyard, not because he wanted to withstand the pressure alone, but these petty things could not be complained about. Even if you did complain, it wouldn’t solve anything.

Today Zhang San tries to obstruct you, tomorrow Li Si insists on following the standard procedure. When being questioned, they would not be at fault at all!

Having navigated the corporate culture for years in his previous life, Wang Zijia understood its intricacies very well!

Only the channel-opening task was something he could truly capitalize on!!!

For all these reasons, the longer the channel-opening task was delayed, the more Wang Zijia worried.

When he sensed a shift in the sect dynamics and the risk of an upcoming battle, Wang Zijia’s mood began to darken.

Now, it seemed a fight was inevitable. Wang Zijia knew exactly what Us Yue Changqing would do in this situation.

And he could do it completely reasonably, within the rules, leaving others speechless!

It was a typical example of not taking a step until necessary, but once he made a move, it was overwhelming and left no room for recovery!

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Wang Zijia exited the Taoist Fantasy, overwhelmed by his thoughts. Suddenly, he remembered something, re-entered, and found Gu Xuefeng.

"Lend me some Magic money!" Wang Zijia was not at all embarrassed as he looked at Gu Xuefeng and added, "If you’re worried, I can offer most of my Transformation Dao A-Grade Spirit Item as collateral."

"How much!" Gu Xuefeng asked concisely.

"Fifty thousand?" Wang Zijia suggested.

This was quite a large sum for a wine monk, but Gu Xuefeng did not hesitate much and readily agreed, "It’s okay. When do you need it?"

"Is now okay?" Wang Zijia ventured.

"Yes, I will have someone send it to you!" Gu Xuefeng said, as he began to operate on a light screen.

"Thank you!" Wang Zijia saluted him sincerely.

Gu Xuefeng waved his hand and said, "No need for that. You and I······"

"One day, I will invite you and Senior Sister Lu to have tea and discuss Tao."

Gu Xuefeng, who was about to say something, swallowed his words and said, "That’s all right. I haven’t visited your vein for a long time!"

Wang Zijia: "······"

’Ha, men!’

Without further ado with him, Wang Zijia hurriedly left the Taoist Fantasy, thought for a while, stirred up the General Talisman Summon in his mind, sent a message to Jiang Mingda, and mobilized many people.

Then his Identity token received a message.

"Uncle Wang, hello, my name is Gu Chang, and the Third Brother asked me to send you Magic money. Are you at the White Peach Mountain Dojo?"

"No need, send it directly to Biyi Court. I will be there soon, and if you are busy, you can leave it with the maid in the courtyard."

"Okay, Uncle Wang!"

Wang Zijia put away his identity card, came to the courtyard, raised his hand, and the Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle flew out. Wang Zijia turned into a blood-colored streamer and flew towards the Device and Symbol Institutes.

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More than an hour later, Wang Zijia descended from the Qifu faction and Biyi Court.

A young man was drinking tea under a pear tree in the courtyard. When he saw Wang Zijia, he immediately stood up and greeted him, "Pupil Gu Chang pays his respects to Martial Uncle Wang!"

Wang Zijia nodded his head but didn’t indulge in small talk.

Seeing that Wang Zijia was in a hurry, the young man immediately gestured, and five small boxes appeared in front of Wang Zijia, saying, "Martial Uncle Wang, please count. It’s five thousand magic money in total!"

Wang Zijia sensed it slightly and collected the boxes with a wave of his hand.

Seeing this, the young man, without further delay, stood up to say his goodbye.

After seeing him off, Wang Zijia left Biyi Court too.

After a slight disguise, he flew for half a moment and arrived in the South Commercial District of the Essence Blood Vein.

After alighting from the flying zone and crossing half a block, he first came to the street market.

At this moment, it was already evening, and the lanterns were just lit. However, it didn’t affect the bustle here, with many children and occasionally a few wine monks wandering around.

Wang Zijia wandered around a big circle but didn’t find what he wanted.

There were spirit bones and essence blood everywhere, and occasionally two demon pills with not severe pollution.

But the majority of the second-grade items were in the initial stage, and those in the later stage were extremely rare, let alone third-grade big demons, there were none at all.

Helplessly shaking his head, he had to stride across Street Stall Street and came to the main street of the Essence Blood Vein, Essence Blood Street.

There were various stores here. In addition to the major family stores of the Essence Blood Vein, there were also some stores from other veins, as well as various institute stores.

In addition, there was a large area of non-clan stores, such as the information store of Wentian Pavilion, the bookstore of Daqian, and various exotic objects from the flying immortals, especially many communication tools.

Once, when Wang Zijia saw stores of other factions at his own Outer Sect, he was very surprised, but when he understood the structure of the Outer Sect, he felt not only unimpressed but even a bit lacking.

After all, the current Outer Sect is a complete system. Instead of calling it a sect, it’s more like a country, a large cluster of cities.

He wandered around Essence Blood Street, and finally chose an average material store and walked in.

Because Wang Zijia was disguised as an old man with a dusky complexion in a sect-standard robe at the late stage of becoming a wine monk, as soon as he entered the store, a shopkeeper rushed up enthusiastically and said, "I greet my senior brother!"

Wang Zijia nodded slightly in response.

"What does my senior brother need to buy?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile.

"Do you have third-grade materials?" Wang Zijia glanced around the store and asked with a hoarse and old voice, "Essence blood, spirit bones will do."

"Senior brother, please come upstairs!" Upon hearing the words, the shopkeeper showed a brilliant smile and nodded, "We opened a material store on Essence Blood Street. We might not have anything else, but we must have bone, blood and material items. Even if you want third-grade demon pills, we have them in the store."

The shopkeeper led Wang Zijia to the third floor. Unlike the stores of the Qifu faction, the containers here looked like fossils in a museum.

Various complete or incomplete spirit bone frames were displayed in the cabinets, preserved in their body’s postures. One glance was enough to get a general idea of what kind of big demon they were when they were alive.

In front of some demon bones, there were bottles of blood-red liquid, big or small. The most central containers even had a jade box containing a demon pill the size of an egg.

But none of them were very pure, and they were polluted to a certain degree.

Of course, the very pure ones would not be sold as materials. Most would go to the Funerary Preserving Vein to find morticians, trying to extract inheritance or Tao law secret books.

Once a third-class scripture was extracted, the price would increase not a little bit.

Even if two second-order method books were extracted more, it would be more profitable than buying demon pill materials directly.

Not all cabinets were like fossil museums of bone frames, some were plant spirit materials, all treasures.

All cabinets contained third-grade spiritual materials, which made Wang Zijia envious and gave him a certain urge to rob.

The shopkeeper led Wang Zijia around while introducing each container, and after a while, he asked, "May I ask if my senior brother needs to make artifacts, refine pills or refine some other items?"

Wang Zijia didn’t answer his question but looked at many cabinets and said, "I noticed that in your shop, items of the same grade have prices that differ by more than double."

He found that some intact essence blood of the same third-grade elementary level had a price as high as twenty thousand, while some only cost more than nine thousand, a difference of more than double. But he didn’t sense any difference.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Bloodline spiritual materials are mostly like this, or I should say that any spiritual materials that can be absorbed into the body are like this. In addition to the rarity, they would be subdivided according to the degree of pollution purity. Each additional trace of pollution would cause the price to fluctuate greatly."

"Senior brother, when you look at two similar spiritual materials, after careful and precise measurement, the pollution may differ by about a thousand or so, which will cause a significant price difference. Once the pollution exceeds one point five, it usually becomes difficult to use."

"Because the pollution of these things is very hard to eliminate. Once planted into the body, it’s mostly deeply entrenched and completely rooted. So, the division here is very detailed."

"Spirit bones and other artifact making materials are not so picky, so the division is not so detailed. Many forging methods specifically include how to eliminate not too severe residue of pollution. Even some devil artifacts and Ming devices deliberately leave a little pollution, to enhance the force and persistence of the magic tools."

Wang Zijia nodded in comprehension. Of course, he knew this, but just hadn’t sensed such a subtle difference.

After a half circle, he finally stopped in front of a bird bone cabinet. This was what he wanted.