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Chapter 359 - 341: Bai Mu [Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 359: Chapter 341: Bai Mu [Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets]

This startling scene left the surrounding disciples in uncertainty.

"Senior Brother Mo Yun, what is this..." The sacrificial wine monk who had tried to help earlier, asked with an astonished expression.

"I was careless, I didn’t expect something marked by Immortal Venerate as a flesh field spirit item to be so terrifying. With just one mistake, we were all defeated. If the old Taoist hadn’t had ways to protect our lives, we probably wouldn’t have made it back."

Mo Yunzi, the old Taoist monk with seven eyes on his forehead, said with a wry smile, "However, we didn’t dishonor our mission. This is indeed the legendary Hundred Eyes Flesh Field, and it’s the top-level natural flesh field!"

"In that case, we should report it quickly." The other two sacrificial monks who had been silent before, said, "Considering your current condition, Senior Brothers, I guess only the Immortal Venerate can solve this."

"It’s unnecessary, I have already sent a message to the Five Elements Saint Master. Because the message included an image, I have already received a response. The Immortal Venerate is coming right away. Let’s start the ceremony now!" Mo Yunzi, the old Taoist monk, spoke weakly.

The three remaining sacrificial monks’ expressions slightly changed, but they quickly regained their composure. The three looked at each other, and said, "Alright."

Following that, the three of them floated up and addressed the disciples on the deck who were confused, "The spiritual item that the Immortal has been looking for has been found. According to previous preparations, let’s start the ceremony!"

The disciples, with various expressions, first looked stunned, followed by a moment of great joy.

After drawing the unlucky lots and honestly coming to fulfill this task, weren’t they doing it for this small possibility?

One by one, they began to take action while suppressing their excitement, according to the previous rehearsals.

The entire deck was actually carved with a huge altar.

Mo Yunzi, the old Taoist, dragged the other three and move a bit away.

Since they had already rehearsed countless times before, everyone was very familiar with the process.

All of them including the three leaders, suppressed their excited hearts and accomplished the ceremony and the incense offering in one breath.

"Heavy fragrance resonates with heaven and earth; blood talisman, white bones, build a spirit array; a journey of a thousand miles to invite the immortals; I honor all the benefactors of this altar!"

"Devoted disciples of the lower realm, we respectfully invite the secular Immortal Venerate. Divine weapons are urgently required."

As the leading sacrificial wine monk recited the final curse, the paper figures on the altar directly floated up.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time as the paper figures floated up, the clouds in the sky quickly gathered into thunderclouds.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the paper figure rapidly expanded, turning into a young man with handsome features, a resolute face, and a graceful appearance that was not of this world.

"Crack!"

As the young man appeared, the thunderstorm also arrived on time.

His extraordinary appearance and transcendent personality, steadfast under thunder strikes, left those who had heard many legends, dumbstruck.

Even with his indifferent expression, Wang Zijia didn’t raise his head to give even a glance at the thunderclouds.

His eyes were flashing with an incredibly dense spiritual light, looking towards the flesh ball in the distance where the commotion hadn’t completely subsided yet.

In the midst of the intense pollution, a supremely pure spiritual light emerged in his eyes, which made Wang Zijia slightly pleased.

This situation of yang giving birth to yin, especially in demonic beings, should indeed be the flesh field.

As the feedback from the examination spell in his eyes returned, Wang Zijia’s indifferent face also wore a bit of a smile.

Name: Hundred Eyes Evil Gall

Category: Natural Flesh Field

Level: Third-grade

Yield: Demon Eyes and Ghost Eyes

After receiving the feedback from his spirit eyes, Wang Zijia looked down with a smile.

The first thing he noticed was the four unlucky ghosts in the process of detrimental mutation.

He raised his hand and called, four elixir pills flew down. He said "Give these to them!"

The only awake Mo Yunzi immediately accepted the elixir, turned his hand to take one for himself. Then, he gave one each to the other three who had already fainted.

Wang Zijia’s mind moved, replacing their pollution, including the deformities on their bodies.

"Uh!"

The three woke up immediately, and the abnormalities on the four of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you, Ancestor!" x4

Wang Zijia nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, was about to let the altar leave first.

"Huh?!"

However, his gaze stopped as it scanned across the deck, letting out a surprised sound.

He raised his hand and made a slight gesture, and a young man floated up, wrapped in a magical force.

The robust young man, Shang Rifeng, was originally watching with interest, but then he was dumbstruck to find himself being held by the Immortal Venerate, floating up.

The young scholar beside him, Yao Wenxuan, lowered his gaze even more as his eyes flickered.

But Shang Rifeng, under everyone’s attentive gaze, was floating in the air.

Wang Zijia stared at him closely for a moment, and then extended his hand to lightly tap.

Immediately on Shang Rifeng’s body, dense runes surfaced, covering his entire body like a piece of clothing.

"Pop!"

As the spiritual light at Wang Zijia’s fingertip touched the runes, the clothing made of runes, which looked quite nice, was like a sham and was pierced by Wang Zijia’s touch.

"Huh!"

Shang Rifeng’s face instantly turned red, his entire body emitting a massive amount of spiritual light.

At the same time, his Dao cultivation, which had only just grasped the sensation, quickly ascended to the level of seven or eight years in a blink of an eye.

"Is it actually a top-grade spiritual root?" Wang Zijia asked in surprise.

The curious crowd below all stared at Shang Rifeng in astonishment.

Yao Wenxuan was amongst them, his expression somewhat tense.

But Wang Zijia furrowed his brows, asking Shang Rifeng, "You joined the Demon Suppression Sect, why would you hide it even at the expense of suppressing your foundation? Didn’t the notice I issued to recruit genius disciples reach the Demon Suppression Sect?"

Shang Rifeng was stupified for a while before realizing Wang Zijia’s question, he responded in confusion, "A top-grade spiritual root? Me?"

Wang Zijia frowned slightly, looking down.

The wine monks below immediately said, "Reporting to the ancestor, all of your decrees have always been displayed in the Demon Suppression Sect’s notifications, they were never taken down."

"As for this disciple... When he was checked upon joining the sect, he was just a false spiritual root, barely even a lower-grade one. We also don’t know why."

"Never mind, step back for now, the spiritual object is important." He glanced at Shang Rifeng and said, "As for you, report to me at my place after you have returned to the sect."

Caught off guard, Shang Rifeng subconsciously said, "Disciple will obey the Immortal Venerate’s decree!"

Wang Zijia waved his hand and placed him back onto the deck, ignoring the crowd. Stepping on the void, with thunder above his head, he moved towards the flesh ball island in the distance.

In the crowd, Yao Wenxuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

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At this moment, the Evil Gall, which was awoken by Mo Yunzi and the others, saw Wang Zijia approaching. It, which was already going mad, waved its tentacles, attempting to attack Wang Zijia.

It looked like a strange sea urchin, but its true body was an island. Or more precisely, it was something that grew on the island below and couldn’t move.

Wang Zijia stood just out of its tentacles’ reach, causing it to roar repeatedly. Numerous eyes opened on the tentacles, flashing strange, polluted divine light.

But all were absorbed by Wang Zijia’s body, not having any effect, like a clay bull entering the sea.

Meanwhile, Wang Zijia examined it carefully. Among the numerous eyeballs on its body, he found three that were perfectly pure and emanated pure spiritual light.

The flesh field was also a kind of sinner.

But for unknown reasons, occasionally very pure spiritual parts would be born in their extremely filthy bodies. Well, some might also contain a little bit of pollution.

And the effects of these extraordinary characteristics are often much stronger than the same level of natural treasures.

However, this phenomenon is extremely rare.

It has a smaller probability than a ten-thousand-year-old spirit medicine directly becoming a spirit.

After this phenomenon was discovered by the cultivators, and after the research and study of countless people, the flesh fields were born and spread widely.

A special kind of sinner, therefore, got the name of flesh field.

In Wang Zijia’s thoughts, he sensed the aura of the sinner below. It wasn’t particularly strong. It had just surpassed the Perfected Realm, and it was much stronger than the random creatures in the core area of the Time Forbidden Zone, but it hadn’t reached the level of the Kongming Cicada.

Therefore, facing it was not a problem for Wang Zijia now.

So Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, the golden dragon shadow wrapped around him, and in the fluctuations of his mana, he turned into a dragon spear, plunging down with a thunderbolt.

Violently breaking through the incoming tentacles, he actively controlled the damage range to avoid causing heavy damage to the opponent.

"Splat!"

The dragon spear plunged into the huge body, which was like a sea urchin, and numerous monsters that grew on it, like tentacles, flocked towards Wang Zijia.

"Splash!"

Without waiting for them to surround him, Wang Zijia had already grabbed an alien eyeball that was flashing with spiritual light and constantly spinning, and flew back up.

"Roar!"

The sinner, which had one of its spirit eyes dug out, fell into a rage.

It waved its tentacles frantically, churning the surrounding sea water, causing a great commotion.

But Wang Zijia didn’t pay any attention to it at all. After checking the eye spirit object in his hand, he put it away.

Looking at the raging sinner below, he pondered for a moment. His body’s spiritual light surged, and his crimson mana covered half of the sky like a rosy cloud.

"Seal!"

As Wang Zijia accumulated power for a full quarter of an hour, the crimson mana that had dyed half of the sky surged into the island below like a sweeping cloud.

On the surface of the flesh ball-like island, countless crimson runes condensed and entered its body, gradually forming a network composed entirely of runes.

It was as if someone used a paintbrush to quickly sketch on the surface of the flesh ball.

The raging of the sinner flesh ball gradually slowed down, and gradually lost its strength, finally becoming silent like it was in slumber.

"Clap, clap!"

Wang Zijia clapped his hands, the Five Ghosts transformed into five immortal children and emerged.

Wang Zijia pointed at the huge flesh ball island below and said, "Recently you haven’t been able to digest what you ate right? Carry it back for me."

The Five Ghosts saw the huge island below and their faces instantly fell.

They indeed had the capacity to move mountains. However, for them, who were only at the wine monk’s status, moving mountains was really hard work.

It was only in this Qinglian World, where their cultivation, mana, spells, and divine powers were all greatly amplified, that they could move such a huge island that was even two or three times larger than the White Peach Peak.

But it was very tiring!