My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 409 - 378: A Brief Separation is Better than a Honeymoon

Chapter 409: Chapter 378: A Brief Separation is Better than a Honeymoon

Wang Zijia found himself enveloped by vine-like roots, he ended up in front of a large tree trunk. With fluctuations of his magic, a Heart of Rune rapidly formed in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, it was casually pressed by Wang Zijia into the tree trunk.

The magic power surged like a sea into the Ghost Wood Peach Tree, and as the peach tree trembled slightly, the sensation of satisfaction was emitted from it.

For a moment, the rune-condensed heart, along with the mana, completely fused into the peach tree. Amidst the trembling of the peach tree, it erupted with a strong spiritual light.

When all the commotion subsided, Wang Zijia could distinctly feel that the peach tree in front of him was different. A perplexed and tiny spiritual wisdom had been born from it.

Species: White Spirit Peach Tree

Category: Prolong Life Fruit Tree

Grade: Second grade (1.62 million/2 million)

Status: Early Spiritual Wisdom

Talent: Leapfrog Fruits Hanging

Leapfrog Fruits Hanging: The number of fruits borne will exceed by one grade. For example, three grade fruits will be yielded during the second grade of spiritual wood. Of course, due to consumption and nutrition problems, the time and quantity of fruit-bearing varies.

Looking at the information of the White Spirit Peach Tree, Wang Zijia showed a surprised and joyous expression!

Spiritual plants’ birth was difficult, but once the enlightenment was successful, a talent would be born, most of which were associated with their production.

This leapfrog fruits hanging talent, coupled with it being the longevity peach... it’s a big hit for the later stage!!!

For instance, bearing a seventh grade Immortal Peach at sixth grade, how awesome would that be!

With a joyful surprise, he skillfully used his technique again to trigger the seven peach trees around him individually, completely allowing the seven little ones to be born.

As expected, all seven had the same talent.

These seven peach trees are completely worth training!

"Clap clap!"

Wang Zijia slapped his hands together with a smile and said, "Now it looks much better!"

He admired them like treasures for quite a while.

Then, paying no more attention to the playful antics between the Five Ghosts and Seven Trees, Wang Zijia walked back into the White Peach Courtyard.

The courtyard remained the same showing no signs of decay. It seemed that Xiang Feifei, during his absence in this period, had actually spent four hours commuting daily to live here?

Wasn’t living in Biyi Court good enough?

Or, did she fall in love with the fourth grade spiritual vein here?

In his mind, amidst the flicker of thoughts, after checking around the courtyard for a while, he finally stopped in Bai Qian’s Alchemy Room.

On the wall, there hung a small gourd of Bewildering God Pills, with more than a hundred in total. These pills were obviously a surprise prepared for him.

Before he left for the Lower Realm, Wang Zijia had completely depleted her storage and materials.

Which meant, what she earned during this time... she started to make money?

The materials for a Bewildering God Pill were roughly between 250 to 300 Magic Money, which means, this little girl’s monthly income is almost 10,000 Magic Money now?

The official Alchemist, was completely developed!

With a pleasant mood, he glanced around. The strong smell of elixir was extremely dense, indicating that pill-making had not been infrequent over the past few months.

Wang Zijia walked around in the courtyard, including the Star-Picking Tower, where he also went to visit.

Although it had not been used for a few months, it was still well maintained.

Then, Wang Zijia came to the Cultivation Room. The magical power under his feet slightly fluctuated, and a blood-red entrance quickly formed in front of Wang Zijia.

The dark red staircase, the mysterious and dark underground passage, looked like the abyssal big mouth that led to hell, preparing to select people to devour at any time.

This familiar taste did not make Wang Zijia uncomfortable at all, but on the contrary, he felt somewhat familiar.

"Da da!"

Lifting his feet to step down the stairs, the crisp footsteps broke the quiet of the underground base.

The surrounding spiritual light lit up like motion detector lights, rendering the already dark red underground base a few shades bloodier.

On the ceiling and the walls, dark fleshy tree roots were writhing. In the hallway, three-dimensional paper figures of human size with a few stains were patrolling quietly, looking so enchanting and puzzling.

As the underground base of his main camp that he had spent the most effort in constructing, with its peculiar style, looked exactly like a forming mysterious domain.

Wang Zijia felt incredibly familiar with this, maybe this is... difference in aesthetic standards?

Or maybe aesthetic can be learned, can be changed?

First, he wandered around a few cold storages. All the corpses had been completely absorbed by the Peach Tree, leaving not even a single root behind, it was completely empty.

Then, in each laboratory, he carefully examined various alert arrays for a long time. Upon confirming that no one has broken in, Wang Zijia was completely relieved.

"Pop."

At this point, the Five Ghosts turned into smoke and escaped from a few tree roots. Big Baby opened his mouth to Wang Zijia and said, "Wa wa!"

Wang Zijia’s movement paused slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the Five Ghosts turned into talismans and flew back into his body.

Wang Zijia, in a flash, disappeared from the underground base.

"Miss, you really plan to start trying on your own, without waiting for young master to come back?"

"Hmm!"

"But..."

When Wang Zijia came out of the Cultivation Room and came to the courtyard, he just happened to see Xiang Feifei and three other maids having a conversation while walking towards the courtyard.

When they saw Wang Zijia suddenly appearing at the door, all of them opened their eyes wide in surprise.

The sunset light scattered over the top of the mountain, draping everything in a layer of gold.

Wang Zijia’s handsome face, under the golden light, seemed even more sacred, unreal, his appearance much more unique than that of ordinary people seemed less real.

Xiang Feifei stared blankly at the man before her.

He, facing the setting sun, clad in rosy clouds, bearing a light smile, looking at her with eyes filled with happiness.