My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 450 - 408: The Renowned Teaching of a Genius

Chapter 450: Chapter 408: The Renowned Teaching of a Genius

And so, Wang Zijia had just comprehended the Fur-Wearing Body Refinement Chapter and had to pull it out once again, at most one copy.

If the target resisted during the extraction, or the inheritance technique was not well-mastered, causing the runes to be not completely withdrawn, there might only be half a broken article left!

And when extracting it from others, most would try to grab everything out all at once, because it’s difficult to be precise to a single spell.

This is the inheritance method, or rather, the production principle of all spells.

Each monk, in the process of practicing their spells, was also producing spells.

The world was like a field, monks were the Dao seeds, secret books were the fruits and seeds that were produced, continuously generating the extraordinary.

Wang Zijia looked at the medium-grade legal Chapter in his hand, which could at least sell for hundreds of thousands of magic money!

Theoretically, he could absorb it, reach Great Mastery, then extract it, and produce five or six copies.

In this way, he could get several millions a day, absolutely like printing money, even jade talisman production could not catch up!

But...Wang Zijia thought of the pain just now, more exaggerated than the pain from the extraction of the Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art ...

His body subconsciously trembled for a moment.

Forget it, let’s not make this money for now!

He hadn’t gotten so desperate for money that he’d abuse himself like this. He wasn’t sure his consciousness could withstand it after a few more rounds!

There was a reason why Heritage Masters did not prosper, it was too damn painful !!!

No wonder it was said that the inheritance method evolved from torture spells, no one would believe this was not torture!

Upon thinking this, Wang Zijia felt a slight pain in his nerves!

At this time, Wang Zijia suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something.

Those who were demon-seeded by him could be completely controlled, including their soul bodies. If they could extract the soul and refine the body, they could of course strongly shut down their five senses.

So, could he do this to extract painlessly?

Thinking this, Wang Zijia crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

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In the residence of the secondary bloodline leader, Gou Hongyuan, next to the blood-drop-shaped Channel Stabilizing structure in the center of the Essence Blood Vein.

Ever since Gou Hongyuan had been taken under Wang Zijia’s wing as a shadow, the already not crowded courtyard was now completely left with only a few shadows who had been taken under control.

Ever since the demonic child had instructed him to build a channel for handling the Sect’s goods, he had mobilized all his contacts, and the construction was well underway.

That night, Gou Hongyuan, who was busy in his workroom, was suddenly startled.

He abruptly stood up, checked his surroundings, and then closed the doors and windows.

When he turned around, an elderly figure had suddenly appeared in the center of his room at some point.

Gou Hongyuan was slightly startled, immediately greeted, "Blood Spirit pays his respects to Martial Uncle Demonic Child!"

"I need a disciple to test a technique." The demonic child cut straight to the chase with a casual expression.

Gou Hongyuan paused briefly, then sighed quietly and immediately asked, "When does Martial Uncle need them?"

"Right now." The demonic child answered emotionlessly.

"Should I bring them here? Do they need to be alive or dead?" Gou Hongyuan asked instinctively, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he was in trouble.

The demonic child looked at Gou Hongyuan indifferently and asked, "When you were at the Ghost Spirit Dark Hall, did you also casually decide the life and death of Sect disciples?"

Gou Hongyuan shuddered, his face instantly turned pale, and immediately dropped to his knees, saying anxiously, "Martial Uncle, please investigate, I dare not!"

The demonic child just gave him a cold look and did not continue to pursue the matter, and asked: "The ones serving you in your yard, they belong to the Shadow faction, right?"

"Yes!" Gou Hongyuan replied timidly while still kneeling.

"Get one of them to come over." The demonic child said as he looked around the room, "Do you have a quiet place? I need to perform an experiment on a technique."

"Yes, yes, shall I arrange it now?" Gou Hongyuan cautiously asked.

The demonic child nodded indifferently and Gou Hongyuan immediately got up from the ground, sent a message, and then said to Wang Zijia, "Martial Uncle, this way please."

Gou Hongyuan led Wang Zijia out of his daily office and into his cultivation room.

"Greetings Predecessor Demonic Child, greetings vein chief!" The disciple who had received the news was already waiting at the door, and immediately greeted them upon their arrival.

Neither the demonic child nor Gou Hongyuan paid him any attention. Gou Hongyuan led Wang Zijia into the cultivation room, and the disciple immediately followed.

Gou Hongyuan pressed a spot on the wall of the cultivation room and a quiet room of at least twenty square meters, made exclusively for closed-door cultivation, appeared in the middle of it.

"Martial Uncle Demonic Child, is this okay?" Gou Hongyuan asked cautiously.

The demonic child casually nodded and said, "You wait outside, and you, follow me."

"Yes" Gou Hongyuan and the disciple responded together.

The disciple then followed the demonic child into the quiet room, and Gou Hongyuan shut the quiet room.

"Predecessor Demonic Child, what do you need me to do?" the disciple asked anxiously and nervously in the secret room.

"I want to try a technique, it might be a little painful, just don’t resist." said the demonic child indifferently: "Sit down!"

"Understood!"

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the quiet room.

In the next moment, he saw an illusory big hand condensing in front of him, penetrating into his Dantian like lightning. The sudden change, the slight swelling of his Dantian, made his entire body become taut subconsciously.

"Don’t resist!" At that moment, the indifferent voice of the demonic child resounded.

"Uh-huh!" He responded nervously.

The demonic child sensed for a moment, and when he confirmed that the disciple did not have any feeling of resistance and could start the extraction, he decisively activated the demon seeding.

The disciple fell into a strange state of confusion. He was very conscious, but lost all external sensations, including vision, making him somewhat flustered.

At that moment, the Demonic Child was pulling the rune from the other’s Dantian, extracting it forcefully.

With the other person in a daze, the extraction process had become much more difficult.

’Is surgery more complicated when the patient is anesthetized because their conscious will is absent?’

’But it’s still manageable right now, should be no problem pulling it all out!’

’Is this like childbirth or something?!’

As he continued to pull it out, the Demonic Child noticed some problems, his thoughts were racing and he asked, "How do you feel?"

"What sensation? This disciple can’t see, and all sensations have disappeared."

The Demonic Child stared at the rune that he had managed to pull more than half out, his eyes flashing momentarily. As expected, using a Demon Seed to isolate everything was indeed a perfect match.

He did not continue to cast the spell.

As the illusory arm condensed by the inheritance technique disappeared, all movements vanished.

"Alright, you can go out now."

By the time the disciple regained his senses, apart from these words, there was nothing else in the quiet room.

He was slightly shocked and immediately got up to leave.

"Where is Martial Uncle Demonic Child?" Gou Hongyuan, who was waiting outside, saw the disciple come out normally but didn’t see the Demonic Child, and immediately asked.

"I don’t know, he suddenly disappeared."

"Understood, you are forbidden to speak of today’s happenings."

"The disciple understands!"

"You can go now!"

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At White Peach Peak, within the underground base, Wang Zijia opened his eyes.

Even though he hadn’t completely executed an entire cycle of inheritance extraction, he was already able to guess the possible result.

The Demon Seed was absolutely a perfect match for the inheritance!

He slightly reined in his emotions.

Without doing any additional experiments, he hastily packed up and left the underground base, heading to bed to sleep.

He was genuinely a little tired, mainly because the stripping of his own spells a while ago had left him mentally and physically exhausted.

The forgotten Five Ghosts were left shivering in a corner.

They didn’t dare to remind Wang Zijia to take them along, nor did they dare to run around. With their adorable appearance that could match a year-old doll, it was indeed pitiful!

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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia slept in for the first time.

By the time he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. It was evident how terrifying the torment on his mind had been last night!

Of course, there were many benefits as well. At the very least, it allowed him to understand the effects and degree of the inheritance technique, which was of great assistance to his later extraction and condensation of the inheritance and his control over its power.

Xiang Feifei had already gone down the mountain. Normally, Xiang Feifei might wait for him, but recently...

She was avoiding him, hiding her cultivation level!

It reminded Wang Zijia of the days when he achieve breakthroughs by cheating. Was Xiang Feifei also as understanding as this?

Well, probably not!

After all, his breakthroughs were achieved through his own cheating, while Xiang Feifei’s breakthroughs were achieved by paying him to cheat for her.

If he considered secretly embezzling all his wife’s secret stash of money, including everything from her clan, this would have definitely made him a scumbag in his previous life, right?

As these thoughts whirled through Wang Zijia’s mind, he finished eating breakfast with the help of several maids.

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"Good morning, Martial Uncle!"

"Good morning, Pulse Master!"

Upon reaching the White Peach Tower, An Xingsheng, followed by Xu Xian and Xiang Yu, was faithfully waiting for him just like every day since they hadn’t received a notice that Wang Zijia wouldn’t be coming in.

Wang Zijia slightly nodded, indicating for Xu Xian and the others to retreat.

Taking the recent business handling documents from An Xingsheng, he began to peruse them as he walked inside.

An Xingsheng, carrying the slack-off materials he found for him, followed him into the room.

Just as he sat down, Wang Zijia paused in flipping through the documents.

"Why are there so many disciples requesting private guidance? Hah, there’s even a queue for increased prices? What the heck? Why are there so many people for the big class that there’s now a reservation queue?" Wang Zijia asked in surprise after thumbing through the documents, then continued, "Are you misunderstanding your own popularity?"

"Martial Uncle, you’re a young man who already has a famous reputation across the entire Sect. The draw of your classes is already strong enough because of your identity. This past month, you’ve opened up eight major classes."

"There have been six thousand eight hundred disciples attending your classes, and the record of breakthroughs has reached three thousand five hundred; over a thousand people have achieved a great mastery in talisman technique, and dozens of disciples have completed cultivation breakthroughs during the class."

An Xingsheng was flipping through his note book as he relayed the data.

"Such a record would be considered exceptional among the Gold Medal instructors of the Inner Sect—it would rank in the top three."

"The ones they teach are geniuses of the Inner Sect, and these are figures that only appear after meticulous selection."

"And us? Anyone who comes gets this effect."

"Now, not only the Outer Sect, but even those on the Seven Peaks of the Inner Sect, know of your reputation, Martial Uncle. Your name has even reached the ears of many God Monarchs."

"People are saying that listening to your teachings is almost as good as listening to the teachings of the God Monarch Infant God himself, and our White Peach Tower has a real, fourth grade preaching effect!"