My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 371 - 350: Sacrifice and Refinement of the Third Weights

Chapter 371: Chapter 350: Sacrifice and Refinement of the Third Weights

’After dealing with the Five Ghosts, the pain was unbearable. Maybe I should wait until the next weight before trying again!’

’Yeah, after the Infant God, the flesh won’t be the main thing. I should wait until then and see if there is a need for this!’

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Thoughts kept surfacing, Wang Zijia suddenly shook his head, discarding his fears like an inner monologue or self-encouragement:

"Wang Zijia, besides the Golden Finger, the only thing you got going for you is your toughness. You’re ruthless to your enemies and to yourself. If you lose that one advantage, you might as well quit cultivation. Death is inevitable!"

With the hypnotic words out, Wang Zijia’s eyes grew colder, and he was no longer wavering.

From the Blood Jade Book, pages revealed Essence, Blood, and Spirit Bones.

Under Wang Zijia’s mana, they turned into thick spirit ink mixed with blood red crystal sand, resembling a peculiar cinnabar.

In Wang Zijia’s control, the cinnabar started forming various mysterious runes and were injected into his body. The object of these talismans was no longer the Five Ghosts but himself, sitting on the Altar.

Every bloody rune, once imprinted and formed, made Wang Zijia shake uncontrollably.

His almost immaculate Perfected body broke out in sweat. The intense pain turned Wang Zijia’s face pale.

"Hiss······fuck······"

As the runes were only halfway imprinted, Wang Zijia couldn’t bear it anymore. He continued to inject the blood talismans into his body while venting with words.

When he dealt with the Five Ghosts before, he didn’t feel much, even thinking the Five Ghosts were too weak, underserving of the title of Demonic Beings.

Now that it was happening to him...only then did he understand why the kids could articulate words in the first place.

This sin was simply unbearable for humans.

Flaying, as a punishment in the Mortal World, was already one of the most terrifying penalties.

And the Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art, as a magic method evolved from a divine skill used to torture people in the Cultivation World, was even more terrifying.

This magic method had evolved into countless versions, almost all for use against others. Therefore, regardless of how it evolved, it rarely considered the feelings of the recipient.

It was too fucking painful, like bone-leaching, soul extracting and body refining!

Wang Zijia paused, looking at the fainting bloody runes on his naked body. Although they already covered his entire body, the process was barely half completed. The upcoming agony would only escalate. Withstanding it like this would surely be challenging, even impossible.

After all, while he was suffering in pain, he also had to injure himself!

Thankfully, Wang Zijia came prepared!

[Do you wish to consume 147,000 units of value and ascend the Great Purity Method to Great Mastery?]

"Yes!"

With Wang Zijia’s mind wavering, upon ascension to Great Mastery of the Great Purity Method, a mysterious group of runes emerged in his mind.

Countless insights surfaced in his heart. Strangely enough, Wang Zijia’s mind was not chaotic at this moment but extremely clear.

As various insights flowed through his heart, his mind strangely calmed as if he was passionately devoted to the great path of enlightenment. His mind was filled with a thin chill, and his state was incredibly odd.

Unlike common methods, calming and peaceful methods mostly affected oneself and had terrifying effects.

However, such methods were incredibly hard to understand. Once accomplished, even without actively practicing, the runes formed by these methods would automatically suppress the mind, making one calm and peaceful!

At this moment, Wang Zijia moved his mind and actively executed this method.

Under the peculiar state of immediate understanding of the method and the unique effect of active blessing.

Suddenly, Wang Zijia’s eyes fully transitioned to being only calm, even somewhat cold, close to ultimate enlightenment!

The surrounding cinnabar started to move again, and the runes continued to be injected into Wang Zijia’s body by himself, continuously engraving on his body.

He himself, however, had no reaction, as if he was not casting a spell on himself.

The dark red basement, blood red runes flickering, started to unleash the Yin Wind.

On the Bone Altar, a bare man continued to cast spells with runes on himself, inflicting a torture comparable to soul-extracting and body-refining.

This was profoundly strange!

This eerie scene scared the Five Ghosts so much that they kept on squeezing into the corners, trying to hide in the pile of ghosts.

The weakest Fifth Ghost was so scared that his face turned pale while sticking his head into the body pile of his four older brothers, not daring to look.

Since he is so ruthless towards himself, how could he treat them casually?

It seemed as if there was some great horror waiting for them!

As more and more bloody runes appeared on Wang Zijia’s surface, layered on top of each other, he eventually resembled a blood figure.

The odd aura in the entire basement reached its zenith, filled with a sense of weirdness and baleful aura. It was restricted by the crystal red special wall and couldn’t continue spreading.

The Yin Wind was swirling everywhere, causing a whirlwind around the Bone Altar in the basement.

Finally, at a certain moment, this refining method came to its limit, Wang Zijia abruptly stood up, stretching out both hands, and thrust them into his chest.

"Rip!"

A peculiar sound of tearing fabric echoed; Wang Zijia’s bare body had a bloodline slowly opening from the chest.

What was miraculous was that not a single drop of blood came out.

With Wang Zijia’s hands continuously pulling aside, the bloodline gradually expanded.

Even under the suppression of Great Purity Method, Wang Zijia’s icy pupils began twinkling. Even the Great Mastery could barely suppress his wavering emotions.

His hands paused slightly but soon added strength, pulling it apart.