My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 329 - 318: A Bloodbath Caused by a Bad Luck Curse

Chapter 329: Chapter 318: A Bloodbath Caused by a Bad Luck Curse

The six people ran ahead, with the town behind them swiftly crumbling and disappearing as if it was being expunged from the world!

When they reached the edge of the small town, they were horrified to discover the Bone Altar that enveloped the entire town had completely vanished into thin air. A large portion of the town’s ruined buildings had also disappeared, being affected by the same phenomenon.

This force seemed to be relatively precise, only affecting the area around the Bone Altar without spreading any further.

Only fragments of broken walls remained in the small town, along with a large empty plot of land, bearing witness to the horrific scene that had just occurred.

"Could this be... the power of Death Typhoon? The downfall of a god?" Wang Zijia watched the terrifying scene unfold, and he thought of a certain power mentioned in his notes, a power that occurs when a God Monarch falls.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Before he could say anything, three melodious bell sounds resounded from each of the Five Immortal Children.

The sound was long, melodious and mournful.

"Three bell chimes, pealing continuously? Does this indicate the fall of a God Monarch?!" Wang Zijia, who still hadn’t figured out the whole situation, stared at the Five Immortal Children, or more specifically, at the Identity Cards of Jiang Mingda and the others that were producing the bell chimes. His reaction was one of utter disbelief.

’Did I just curse that old guy to death?’

’How could that be possible? It was just a blood mold. How unlucky would I have to be to actually drop dead because of it?’

Thinking about the abnormal fluctuations, he quickly checked himself.

At this moment, his paper man substitute which had not yet collapsed showed that there was clearly no problem with him. There was nothing wrong with his body, the only thing that was unusual was a half an eyeball stuck on the blood-red book inside his body.

The culprit who had clung to him and threw him back was right there!

He dared not to study these things thoroughly immediately and instead, opened the book and stored the half eyeball inside it.

After doing all this, he said to the Five Immortal Children, or to Jiang Mingda and the others, "Everything that happened today must not be leaked out!!!"

After he said this, he turned into a paper figure and fell. The paper figure was then immediately destroyed by the Five Immortal Children, leaving no trace behind, and the Five Immortal Children accordingly vanished.

The bodies of the five who were possessed quickly expanded and turned back into their original forms in an instant.

The group looked at their Identity Cards, then at the small town ruins that had already disappeared before their eyes. Silence ensued.

"Martial Uncle, what should we do now?" Ruiwen asked blankly.

At this moment, everyone clearly realized that they had absolutely been involved in a secret struggle among the upper echelons of the sect tonight, which had even involved the downfall of a God Monarch!

They even found the reason why they were fortuitously chosen as Shadows and sent out to collect Nether Corpses - after all, the bones in that town far exceeded what they had collected!

"Check everything, clean up all traces, and return to the sect immediately!" Jiang Mingda said at this moment, his voice unusually calm.

It had been many years since a God Monarch had fallen in the sect. In these peaceful times, the fall of every God Monarch— even an Infant God in the Fourth Realm— was a huge event.

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On the other hand, in the Yue Clan territory, Yue Baishou had not yet managed to rush to where the Patriarch was isolating himself when several figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

The room where Yue Changqing was isolating himself was completely surrounded.

One of the figures waved his hand and the secret room disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing what was inside.

Yue Changqing, with white hair and beard, was lying on his side on the ground.

There were spots of blackish blood by the corners of his mouth and on the ground in front of him, blood that was wriggling and forming into rotating blood eyes.

A turquoise gourd had broken into a dozen pieces and was hovering around ten inches above his body.

At this moment his face was full of wrinkles and he looked desiccated, exceptionally old. His body showed no signs of life and his eyes were wide open, revealing a look of surprise and anger.

Seeing this, everyone’s expressions sank simultaneously.

"Dead?"

"Was he... cursed to death?!"

"What kind of curse is this, so sudden? From the moment Brother Yue yelled out until now, not even three breaths of time ahve passed and he’s already dead!"

"Nail-head Three-arrow Book?"

"Old Man Yu, hurry up and track it!"

"I can’t, it’s too clean, I can’t even tell what kind of curse it was, there’s just a faint residue of some low-grade curse! And there isn’t half a karma connection, it’s like a water plant without roots!"

"And this is a great luck curse. To be able to kill with a fortune curse... this shocking method is completely untraceable!!!"

"Uh!"

Among them, an elderly man who was silently deducing suddenly groaned, his mouth overflowed with blood, his eyes fluctuated with runaway emotion, a hint of madness lurking behind them.

"Old Tang!"

"Brother Tang!"

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The old man with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth waved his hand to indicate nothing was amiss, and under the gaze of everyone, he said, "It’s a sin curse! Moreover, there’s a force behind it that I can’t see. As soon as I look at it, the details are unclear under the blood color! The level is very high, I can’t calculate it!"

"Sin Curse? It’s indeed those little monsters of the Bone Soul Sect!"

"Damn it, we haven’t settled the matter in the Fei Peng World with them yet, and here they are again! Do they take us as pushovers!"

"We can’t just let this go, head to the main peak! We need to see the Head Teacher!"

"We’ve been too lenient with them over the years. If a fight is what it takes, so be it, we don’t fear those little monsters!"

"...."

With a wave of their hands, the figures collected the corpse of Yue Changqing, whose eyes were still open in death. They turned into streaks of light and disappeared, heading in the direction of the main peak.

From start to finish, no one paid any attention to the stunned Yue family members who arrived hastily.

After the few left, Yue Baishou knelt in shock in front of the empty secret room. Nannan cried, "Ancestor!!!"

The members of the Yue family arrived continuously from behind, each of them collapsing to the ground in shock once they understood the situation.

Some were bellowing towards the heavens.

"Bone Soul-view, our Yue family will not rest until we are done with you!!!"

"..."

Meanwhile, Wang Zijia opened his eyes in the underground base of White Peach Peak, cautiously looking around.

Not seeing the Law Enforcement Team waiting for him to invite him for a tea, he quietly sighed in relief.

"Damn it! I was just trying to cast a Bad Luck Curse. How the hell did a bloodlight disaster caused by pricking a finger turn into a completely different bloodlight disaster?"

"A god monarch was killed because of a low-level Bad Luck Curse? Can’t wait to see the look on the big shots’ faces when they discover this scene!"

"Would any of the big shots feel this is too fake to investigate?"

Wang Zijia felt terrible after he sobered up and understood the cause of the thing.

The situation was too serious. He felt terribly insecure about it!

You know, even though Wanyu has been peaceful for many years, there are only a little over a thousand God Monarchs. The fall of each one was a big deal. He just wanted to curse Yue Changqing and get him blood poisoned so he could demon-seed him for control.

But as it turned out, he ended up killing him unintentionally.

Was it the An curse so powerful, or was he just that unlucky?!!

Wang Zijia was lost in thoughts in the underground base for a while. He calmed himself down and made sure there were no problems before he left the courtyard.

At this moment, less than an hour had passed, but Wanyu was already in an uproar.

Although it was late at night, streams of light could be seen in the sky in various places, heading towards Qifeng in groups. Various lights and divine rainbows broke through the sky.

After a while, An Xingsheng came in a hurry and reported as soon as he saw Wang Zijia in the courtyard, "Senior Uncle Wang, a message just came from above. The three chimes from the bell confirmed that the Ancestor of Yue Family, Yue Changqing, has passed away. It is suspected to be a work of Devil Gate. Our faction requests us to return immediately."

So it really is Yue Changqing!

Wang Zijia’s last hope also shattered. He felt disappointed and apprehensive, suddenly he was taken aback and said, "What did you say? The Devil’s Gate is involved?"

"Yes, several God Monarchs personally arrived, berated the Devil Gate, and then went straight to the main peak. The Yue family has been mourning endlessly, vowing to fight to the death with the Bone Soul-view!" An Xingsheng quickly and concisely replied.

Wang Zijia: "..."

"The Bone Soul-view is simply too arrogant!" Wang Zijia’s face changed, and he harshly rebuked, his face full of anger, just like an indignant youth!

"Indeed, they are treating as if Wanyu isn’t a threat. At this time, the whole Outer Sect is in an uproar. I heard that many real Dao-Law Court and Law Enforcement Team members went straight to the main peak to ask the Head Teacher for a fight!" An Xingsheng also empathetically said.

Wang Zijia: "..."

"Wait!" Wang Zijia quickly ran into the underground base, dropped a well-made paper man substitute, and then came back out, "Let’s go back to our faction!"

No sooner said than done, Wang Zijia released the Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle and flew into the air. An Xingsheng immediately jumped onto the multi-person mode flying shuttle.

Under the White Peach Mountain, several paper kites and magic tools also ascended, heading towards Qifu Faction.

It was dawn at this moment, normally the quietest and darkest time of the day at Wanyu Sect.

But then, the entire Wanyu Sect, the urban buildings in millions of squares of the Outer Sect, was brightly lit. Various illusion formations and spiritual lights flickered, and spiritual power was being consumed like it was free.

On the way back to Qifu Faction, the real monks, rarely seen in the Outer Sect, all came out, and you could see real monks rushing back, heading straight for Qifeng on their way back.

Streams of light and divine rainbows broke through the sky, illuminating Wanyu’s sky, like intermittent meteor showers.

Occasionally, a God Monarch could be seen, not hiding their aura fluctuations at all; riding a huge divine rainbow light with unstoppable momentum, heading straight for the Great Hall of the main peak.

At that moment, Wang Zijia realized how much trouble he had caused.

The worries he just put down were once again raised!

Luckily he had taken extreme caution, setting up several layers of defenses. Otherwise, he might be enjoying tea in the Demon Suppressing Tower, possibly being subjected to the tender care and affection of the elders in the Law Hall!

At this thought, Wang Zijia quickened his steps.

He decisively activated the Charm Summon of Jiang Mingda and the others. In the Charm Summon, he deliberately added several rules to the oath rune-seed, sealing all possibilities of them actively leaking information.

As for passive leaks, such as being sensed by a soul-searching spell, they could at most be killed if they found them, but they couldn’t be soul-searched without Wang Zijia noticing.

Do you think the rituals ethered by the Dao fruit are ornaments, or do you think the Dao Fruit Equivalent Scale is an ornament?

And once Wang Zijia sensed that something was wrong with the few, he would kill them directly. After all, sparing their lives back then was already an act of mercy!

And even if it was for profit, it was still mercy, wasn’t it!

He wasn’t some kind-hearted people after all!

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