My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 338 - 325: Finally Married

Chapter 338: Chapter 325: Finally Married

Because of the condensation of the True Seed, your future path, whether it will rise to startle the world or end up like an ordinary egg, wasn’t clear as day, but it was almost predictable.

Take, for example, those who condense a Nine Grades True Seed, probably, they would stumble even if they wanted to cultivate to the peak of the Perfected Realm.

Only the Seventh Grade would have the potential to produce the Infant God, and those above the Sixth Grade with the Middle Three Grades True Seeds were very talented. In the Middle Three Stages of the God Monarch Triple Realm, not to mention the Fourth Realm [Infant God], even the Fifth Realm [Primordial Spirit] and possibly even the Sixth Realm [Crossing Tribulation] were feasible.

As for the upper three grades of the Rune Seeds, they were also called Immortal Seeds!

As long as there were no mid-way fall outs, becoming immortal was almost certain.

However, every formation of the upper three-grade True Seeds requires an extraordinary opportunity. Even the lowest third-grade Immortal Seed was an unattainable dream, which could not be achieved without a fortuitous coincidence.

As for the Second Grade and First Grade Immortal Seeds...

Although the Wanyu Sect was powerful in the Spirit Suppressing Realm, it has been several thousand years since the appearance of an Earth Immortal within its doors. The story of the Third Grade Immortal Seeds was almost a legend, let alone the others!

...

After a while, Wang Zijia finally settled the feelings of expansion brought about by the rapid increase in power.

The harvest tonight was incredibly huge, especially the Magic Eye Controlling Technique brought him an unexpected surprise. With the Great Mastery of this method, he could now directly observe the external environment of the target in the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, without needing the procedure of reporting it!

Of course, this procedure was still needed if he wanted to leave!

This change made many things easier for Wang Zijia in the future!

Thinking about this, Wang Zijia got up and walked towards the outside of the base.

The Five Ghosts instinctively transformed into runes and melted into Wang Zijia’s body, seemingly unwilling to stay underneath a moment longer.

The underground base had now completely changed its appearance compared to the beginning.

It was still dominated by the color of blood, but the top of the base was covered with countless meaty tree roots. These roots were living creatures, squirming slightly and visible upon looking up.

There were also tree roots decorating many of the walls.

There were paper figures patrolling mechanically in the surrounding corridors. Under the bloody light, they appeared to be gloomy, eerie, and terrifying, like a forming Mysterious Domain.

As Sinners, the Five Ghosts were becoming more fearful of this place. The Sacrificial Laboratory had especially become the most eerie place in the entire underground base and the nightmare of the Five Ghosts.

As Sinners, they were very unqualified for being such cowards, and lost face among the Demonic Beings.

Wang Zijia left the underground base and arrived at the White Peach Courtyard on the peak.

He leisurely strolled in the Peach Forest. At this moment, it was late at night, the moon was bright, and the night breeze gently blew, causing his robe to sway slightly.

He stood still and watched the bright moon in the sky for a long time before he had an idea.

"It seems like it’s time to prepare to set out!" he thought.

...

The next morning, White Peach Peak became bustling.

Several core disciples of the Xiang family, as well as some promising newcomers who had recently settled at the foot of the mountain, led by An Xingsheng, began to make various arrangements in the Peach Forest.

By the time everything was almost ready, at around 10 a.m., rays of Escape Light began to land in the White Peach Courtyard on the peak.

Wang Zijia, accompanied by Xiang Feifei, warmly welcomed them.

"I’m not late, am I?" Gu Xuefeng was the first to arrive, constantly looking for something as he spoke.

"No, Senior Brother, you were the first to arrive." Wang Zijia pointed out this fact with a smile, which stopped Gu Xuefeng’s search.

"Phew!"

"Haha, Wang Daozi, I’m not late, am I?"

"Brother Guo, please come quickly!"

While the two others were talking, another Spiritual Light fell. It was Guo Minglang, the Dao Seed of the Wood Spirit Pulse of the Dao Law Court.

He and Wang Zijia had formed an unspoken rivalry after their meet during the decennial tournament ten years ago. It was someone who, despite supposed to hold deep grudges, for some reason became friends with Wang Zijia in the end.

The arrival of Gu Xuefeng and the others seemed to switch something on, and rays of Escape Light began to appear continuously on White Peach Peak.

It had been a year since the major tournament, and almost all Dao Seeds who had turned out at the same time as Wang Zijia and the others over the past decade, had been promoted to monks.

Thus, it didn’t take long for White Peach Courtyard to be filled with monks, all extremely high-level practitioners.

"Brothers, let’s not huddle here in the courtyard. Today, I have organized a peach garden tea party, which is also a garden tour! Let’s go outside to the Peach Garden to drink tea and discuss the Tao," Wang Zijia exclaimed, beginning to feel claustrophobic from the bustling people around him.

With these words, he led the crowd towards the Peach Garden.

All the children they met along the way immediately stopped their work to bow and stealthily size up the people, especially Wang Zijia, who was at the center of attention.

To them, the top-notch crowd here today was like unreachable clouds in the sky. To have the chance to serve them even once was already a rare opportunity.

After all, unless there were unexpected circumstances, at least half of them here would become the True Individuals of the sect in the future, and some of them might even become Infant Gods. These were already the top-tier network circles in the entire Outer Sect!

"Brother Wang really has done a good job here!" one of them looked around the Peach Garden and commented.

Wang Zijia nodded with a smile," I also think it’s a good idea. If Senior Brother Bai likes it, when Senior Brother Yuankai arrives, you can ask him to do it for you. He quite enjoys this kind of thing."

"Haha, I don’t have the capability to open meridians, or have the Peach Forest with a Fourth Grade Spiritual Vein to hibernate in!"

"If you want it, Bai, can’t your family even manage to get a mountain with a Third or Fourth Grade Spiritual Vein?"

"·······"

Everyone chatted casually with familiarity. No one felt out of place.

Of course, there were those who preferred solitude or didn’t like to chat. Still, on occasions like today, even the cold characters would join the crowd.

Hundreds of years later, numerous strong relationships would likely have been born in this group, witnessing each other’s lives, spanning many families and countless generations.

This was the top circle of the Outer Sect today!

At around noon, more than two hundred sacrificial wines arrived in the courtyard. Some were connected to Wang Zijia, some to the vein’s relationships. Furthermore, some simply knew that today there was such a top-level garden party and came to expand their social circles.

Wang Zijia, as the protagonist of this event, was surrounded by his senior and junior brothers, becoming the center of attention.

Without a doubt, he was recognized by many geniuses.

The whole garden party, from casual conversation, tea tasting to discussing the Dao, was bustling for most of the day. Only when the evening glow filled the sky did the monks, like immortals, ride the rainbow light and leave amidst the evening glow.

They were truly immersing in the Peach Forest, wandering between heaven and earth amidst the glow of the setting sun!

This day left an unforgettable memory for the disciples who were serving them, for many children under White Peach Peak. They could recall this day vividly even after numerous years, even giving rise to many stories.

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On that night, Xiang Feifei was unusually clingy, especially in the evening after the senior brothers left. She took the initiative to tease Wang Zijia in the peach garden.

Between the close contacts, the air seemed to heat up, and Wang Zijia was affected by her seduction.

Eventually, it was unclear who took the final step. They completely let their guard down, and Wang Zijia took Xiang Feifei’s first time.

The sky was full of evening glow, with the ground as their bed, and their lifetime committal in the ten-mile peach forest.

This was destined to be an unforgettable day, a sleepless night.

One of the advantages of a monk was a quick recovery, strong fighting power, and high endurance.

The One Hundred and Eight Styles that Wang Zijia brought from his Previous Life finally had its battlefield. At first glance, there was nothing special, just novelty.

The battle continued intermittently until the moon was high in the sky when they finally stopped.

"Husband, you’re leaving tomorrow, right?" Under the peach tree, Xiang Feifei laid in Wang Zijia’s arms, her face flushed, and asked with her dress half-open.

Wang Zijia hugged her, his back leaning against the peach tree, one hand lying behind his head, and the other subconsciously stroked her shoulder. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and lazily, yet comfortably replied, "Hmm!"

"Remember to come back early!" Over the past ten days, Xiang Feifei had already admonished what she could admonish. Hence, all the thousands of words eventually turned into such language.

"Hmm, I will." Wang Zijia replied seriously, "The time flow in the Qinglian World is abnormal. Maybe I will come back earlier than you think."

"·······"

The two were arm in arm, chatting with a romantic atmosphere, losing track of time.

Xiang Feifei unknowingly fell asleep in Wang Zijia’s arms.

Wang Zijia, by the moonlight, looked at Xiang Feifei in his arms and couldn’t help but smile bitterly in his heart, "I was still impulsive, but it doesn’t matter. At worst, I will cleanse it a few more times!"

He sat for a while longer, then carrying Xiang Feifei, returned to the courtyard.

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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia, unusually, did not practice boxing after getting up.

Instead, he slowly had breakfast with Xiang Feifei, and the girls were packing for him.

After a while, his Great Uncle Xiang Zhe also brought the whole family up the mountain to the courtyard.

Wang Zijia gave some instructions to everyone, and in the send-off of the whole family, he headed straight for Qifeng.

Because he was leaving from White Peach Peak, he set off early.

Upon riding the Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle to Qifeng, he used his identity card to pass through the protection array that enveloped the whole Qifeng. The thick Spiritual Power accompanied the morning mist and filled the air, making people’s hearts feel refreshed.

Hovering in the air, he looked around Qifeng. The not very dense Spiritual Fog filled the space between the heavens and the earth. The mountains were green and vast. The Spiritual Fog seemed to veil Qifeng with a light muslin.

Looking down, the mid-slope of the mountain was covered with white clouds. Looking around the peaks, clouds surrounded them. Each mountaintop looked like lotuses rising out of the water.

The sun was just above the horizon, and under the filter of the Spiritual Fog, it sprinkled a hue of rosy clouds over Qifeng.

"Clang clang!"

The immortal cranes leisurely shuttled between the mountains and valleys, cooing softly in the fog and clouds.

The tranquility was tinged with some liveliness. The immortal aura was lingering, not like the human world. It was truly a blessed land.