My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 355 - 338

Chapter 355: 338

"Boom... Crack!"

What awaited it was a flash of lightning, followed by a densely packed fall of thunder and lightning. Both sides behaved as if they were just going through the motions.

You could not overcome me, but if you dared to show your face, I definitely had to make a statement.

Wang Zijia shook his head, stepping into the void and heading towards the center of the Luofeng Volcano Group.

The disciples who were holding rituals below, even if they had heard countless legends, were left rooted to the spot by the spectacle they were witnessing for the first time.

"Master... Martial Uncle, was Immortal Venerate just communicating with the Heavenly Dao?"

"What else could it be? Was he talking to you? Pipe down!"

"This... This... He’s unstoppable even by the Heavenly Dao. Isn’t he too strong?"

"Nonsense, he’s an immortal from the Upper Realm, and the Upper Realm is filled with strong people. Haven’t you heard of Wanyu Dao Child?"

"I really want to see what the Immortal World looks like. How magnificent and majestic is the Wanyu Immortal Sect!"

"They must be supreme in the Immortal World, I suppose!"

"Isn’t that obvious, our Demon Suppression Sect holds such a high status in Qinglian World, could Wanyu be weaker?"

"Did you record the scene just now?"

"Did you?"

"..."

Wang Zijia strolled leisurely in the sea of thunder, heading towards the core of the Luofeng Volcano Group.

When he was in his Child Stage, he hadn’t thought much of the stories his senior brothers told about the Lower Realm.

After spending half a month in the Lower Realm, he started to enjoy this feeling of being like an immortal god, dominating an entire realm.

He couldn’t help but think he was pretty impressive, right?

However, looking at his cultivation, he was just a Wanyu disciple, not even qualified to be a direct disciple!

So how come when he’s hanging around a bunch of weaklings, he gets the impression that he’s arrogantly proud of being a weakling himself?

Carrying the Thunder Tribulation, he walked leisurely, his mind filled with random thoughts. You could see just how powerful ’Wang Immortal Venerate’ was!!!

And so, Wang Zijia, like the Thunder Emperor descending from the Nine Heavens with a sea of thunder, arrived at the heart of the mountain range.

Originally, Wang Zijia planned to kill the bird and take its Demon Pill, preparing for the quota of the three loser Perfected ones.

However, when Wang Zijia arrived at the top of the Fallen Phoenix Volcano with the sea of thunder and the aura of an Immortal Venerate, the Spirit Fire Bird, which had already sensed his arrival, had actually prostrated itself on the ground, continuously bowing its head to him.

Wang Zijia was startled for a moment.

Perhaps because it was heavily polluted when it was of a lower grade, even though its cultivation has increased now and its spiritual wisdom isn’t low either, it still hasn’t refined its inherent rawness.

But in this case... It can already be considered a Spiritual Beast instead of a Fierce Beast.

"Forget it, you unlucky beast, you do have some fate with me. Since your spiritual essence isn’t lost, I don’t want to cause more killings either."

Wang Zijia put his hands behind his back, looking indifferent under the sky filled with thunder, looking at the Spirit Fire Bird which was continuously bowing its head, and said indifferently:

"Are you willing to join my sect, and become the sect’s sacred beast?"

The bowing Spirit Fire Bird paused, then quickly nodded, afraid that Wang Zijia would change his mind.

Apparently, it not only retained its spiritual wisdom but could also understand human language and had probably already heard about the deeds of Du Shi Immortal Venerate.

It might even have sensed the beast-controlling aura lurking around and had been waiting for Wang Zijia’s arrival.

"Good!"

With an indifferent word from Wang Zijia, he flipped his hand and tossed down a pill, saying, "Eat this!"

The Spirit Fire Bird hesitated.

"Aha, you cursed beast, do I need to drug you to control you? You, with the burden of sin, how can you be a sacred beast of my sect?" Wang Zijia seemed to know what the Spirit Fire Bird was thinking and said so.

Hearing this, the Spirit Fire Bird gritted its teeth and swallowed the pill in front of it, then immediately tensed up all over.

Except for a faint spread of medicinal power, it couldn’t feel anything else.

However, Wang Zijia was aware of the completion of the Demon Seeding.

Species: Spirit Fire Bird

Cultivation: Early Perfected Stage

Dao cultivation: Three hundred years (905,000/1,000,000)

Bloodline: Fire Phoenix Bloodline (dilute 100,000/500,000)

Pollution: 130,000/1,000,000

Talent: Southern Ming Spirit Fire

... ...

’Huh!’

’In such a dreadful place, not to mention its impressive foundation, in a place where demons abound and a bite could consume ten pounds of sinners’ flesh, its pollution is so low...’

’This bird... should be the favored child of the demons in this realm!’

In a flash of thoughts, Wang Zijia converted the 130,000 points of pollution into bloodline points and then withdrew.

... ...

In the outside world, the Spirit Fire Bird, which had been warily checking itself just a moment ago, suddenly felt a wave of relief overtake it.

A sensation of comfort and tranquility such as it had never felt before enveloped it.

The constant madness in its mind since it gained spiritual wisdom disappeared.

"Hmm!"

It let out an unconscious groan, with spiritual fire burning all over its body.

After a while, it suddenly woke up and bowed to Wang Zijia, saying, "Thank you, Du Shi Immortal Venerate, for granting me the Immortal Pill..."

Before it finished speaking, it stopped. For what it uttered was no longer the chirping of a bird, but a clear human language. The voice was tender, sounding like a young girl in her teens.

The rawness had disappeared so suddenly!

"It was a simple task after all. For you to become the divine beast of my sect, you can’t keep acting like this." Wang Zijia waved his hand nonchalantly, changing the subject by asking, "In your mountains, do you have Molten Lava Spirit Crystals?"

"Molten Lava Spirit Crystal?" The Spirit Fire Bird looked at Wang Zijia in confusion, asking.

"That’s it!" Wang Zijia beckoned, and with an illusion technique, an odd crystal appeared in front of him.

It was blood-red, translucent, and shiny, with the properties of flowing molten rock. Under the sunshine, it flickered with rainbow light.

"Fire God Crystal?! The little demon has a big piece!" The Spirit Fire Bird’s eyes shone, it quickly jumped down from the mouth of a volcano and plunged into the boiling magma.

A moment later, it emerged holding a rock the size of a small tea table. Most of the stone skin had fallen off, revealing the translucent spiritual crystal inside.

Wang Zijia: "..."

’Does this count as one piece????’

’I...’

"Hmm, not bad. I wanted to refine a tool, and it requires this spiritual material..." Wang Zijia said indifferently.

Before Wang Zijia could finish his words, the Spirit Fire Bird held up the spiritual material and said, "The little demon has no use for it. Let’s give it to the immortal. Consider it a gift for joining."

Wang Zijia paused, his road had now become wider!

"I grant your wish!" Wang Zijia said indifferently.

The Spirit Fire Bird was startled, then cried out in joy, "Can the little demon follow the immortal in cultivation and be a mount?"

Wang Zijia: "..."

"You can follow me in cultivation, but as for being a mount... Wait until I anchor this world and you ascend to the Upper Realm, otherwise, it would be useless even if I agreed!"

"The little demon pays respect to the master!" The Spirit Fire Bird was overjoyed at the news and began to kowtow again.

Wang Zijia: "..."

Wang Zijia realized now why it had been able to evade capture by the Beast Taming Sect before the spiritual energy tide, and had survived. There was a reason for it.

Wang Zijia beckoned to store the crystal, said, "You cooperate with the disciples here and move. I’ll wait for you in the forbidden area!"

With those words, Wang Zijia’s figure quickly collapsed, transforming into a paper figure which was blasted to pieces by the thunderous heavens.

"Farewell to the Immortal Venerate!"

"Farewell to the Patriarch!"

The disciples who had been watching the far-off battle saw this and also paid their respects.

After Wang Zijia’s disappearance and the dissipation of the thunder clouds, the disciples looked at each other briefly before approaching the Spirit Fire Bird, cautiously saluting, "Disciples of the Beast Control Lineage pay respects to the Patriarch (Martial Uncle)!"

"Hmm, my name is Ling Yanlan. Let’s go, follow me to pack things up, I don’t have a storage bag." Ling Yanlan said so.

"Obey the decree!" All disciples collectively replied respectfully.

This was the divine beast personally chosen by the Immortal Venerate, and even promised a quota for being a mount!

...

Qinglian World, Five years of Xianling.

The lord of Luofeng Mountain, Demon Ancestor Ling Yanlan, was in deep trouble.

The Immortal Venerate sensed that he stood out from the crowd, drove a paper figure, carried thunder punishment, and brought an endless sea of thunder into the mountain.

Using an immortal elixir, he purified his bloodline and enhanced his talent.

The Demon Ancestor was grateful and bowed down continuously.

Pitying the hardships of the Demon Race’s cultivation and their pure minds, the Immortal Venerate accepted him as the guardian divine beast of the Demon Suppression Sect.

And promised that the day of his ascension to the Upper Realm would be the day to accept him as the Immortal’s mount.

He established Ling Yanlan in a unique position in the Qinglian Realm, and was bestowed the title of Demon Ancestor.

His fame was so great it would last for tens of thousands of years in the Qinglian World!

...

Inside the underground laboratory in the Time Forbidden Area, the meditating Wang Zijia opened his eyes.

The Blood Jade Book appeared, and as it flipped open, a page fell out.

"Bang!"

A soft sound, a giant crystal almost half a cubic meter in size, appeared in front of Wang Zijia.

The scorching heat of the heatwave hit him immediately, and the rich spiritual nature surrounded it.

"Well, a large piece of Molten Lava Spirit Crystal indeed! This, if put in a volcano with spiritual veins for several hundreds of thousands of years to temper, could probably even generate spiritual wisdom!"

Wang Zijia circled the crystal for almost half a round, his eyes full of desire. Even if the quality was slightly lacking, it had a large quantity!

After a while, Wang Zijia put it away again.

It was less than a month in the Lower Realm, and the main spiritual materials required for the breakthrough to the Perfected Realm had been gathered twice.

’Tsk tsk, being a Big Shot in one world really is more comfortable than being a small disciple in Wanyu. What was it they say? Better to be the leader of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix?’

Now all that was missing was the spiritual object for pupil surgery. This was a bit of a niche requirement, and being in the Lower Realm, it’s probably going to be hard to find.

As Wang Zijia was pondering this, he got up and returned to the ice room.

The Five Ghosts lounged lazily, eating bodies like they were small snacks.

’Those five things!’

Wang Zijia shook his head, too lazy to bother with them. After all, they had already become Peak Wine Ceremony participants. It wasn’t something that could be accomplished in a short time if they wanted to change from a quantity to a quality breakthrough.

As for giving them a fake pill rune seed?

The quota would not be a problem. The mastered Fake Pill Symbol Kind Chapter could maintain ten rune seeds simultaneously.

However... let’s wait. Third-grade Demon Pills are not easy to find in the Lower Realm!

Ignoring the five guys, the armor appeared, and numerous silk threads radiated from Wang Zijia’s body, extending to the bodies in the basement. He began to upgrade the Magma Demon Armor.

...

The next day, Wang Zijia resumed his daily practice. He was practicing his punches early in the morning in the courtyard.

After a moment, Holy Masters Fu Wenrui, Hui Feiyang, and Li Lexin arrived and saw Wang Zijia practicing. They dared not interrupt.