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Chapter 462 - 417: The Calculation Cultivator Who Commits Sins

Chapter 462: Chapter 417: The Calculation Cultivator Who Commits Sins

Along the way, Wang Zijia was in a good mood.

After returning to the White Peach Peak, he first gave Gou Hongyuan a command to once again start collecting materials for the Bewildering God Pill.

Then, he notified Bai Qian to start making the Bewildering God Pill again.

During this time, after Wang Zijia had depleted his wealth, Bai Qian didn’t stop making pills, but rather started making the second-grade cultivation pill, Lingyue Pill, to earn more money.

This pill recipe was something Bai Qian had managed to obtain herself.

With Bai Qian’s current cultivation and great mastery progress rate of the Bewildering God Pill, she could produce two furnaces daily, with about 198 or 199 finished pills.

That is to say, if she maintained continuous production, she could provide Wang Zijia with a value of over 200,000 every day, consuming nearly 60,000 of magic money.

The materials worth four million magic money would take several months to use up.

Daily during the day, Wang Zijia handled the affairs in the pulse vein, read some materials, made jade talismans in his spare time, held classes every other day, occasionally received a few wealthy disciples, and gave them private lessons.

At night he mingled in various circles, looking for spiritual objects that could assist in the condensation of the nascent God, regardless of their quality and strength, he refused no one.

Every few days, he would sell out a batch of pills Bai Qian had made. His value steadily increased, and he was living a fulfilling life.

Time passed quickly and a ten-day period passed in the blink of an eye.

"Value +2.15 million!"

Dao Cultivation: 500 years (25.98 million / 40 million)

Taiji: 2.95 million

Magic Money: 3.88 million

Dao Gong: 270 thousand

That day at noon, surprisingly another order came in, and it was a third-grade one, which greatly surprised Wang Zijia. It seemed that giving away a few jade talismans last time was more than worth it.

You should know that the lifespan of a Perfected is several hundreds of years. When spread out, very few die every year.

Aside from accidental deaths, sudden deaths, treasure-snatching and the like, those who die of old age naturally don’t even make up thirty percent.

Among these people, less than ten percent are willing to endure extreme torture before their death, to the point where their souls shatter, all in order to benefit their descendants.

Under such rare circumstances, every cultivator who wants to condense an inheritance is very cautious about this.

It’s better to pay more money to find a strong Heritage Master to have a little more insurance, rather than trying to take a little advantage and end up failing the extraction, thus suffering in vain while fetching water with a bamboo basket.

For many reasons, the industry of Heritage Masters has an extremely prominent pyramid pattern.

This means that the most famous Heritage Masters will take up the majority of the market share, without them even needing to attract customers. It’s the kind where people beg them, actively making concessions.

Only a small part of the market is left for everyone else to fight over, which results in severe competition.

Therefore, the circumstances for those in the middle and lower ranks will only get worse and worse.

So, under normal circumstances, apart from the most famous few, an average third-grade Heritage Master may only handle one or two orders a year!

They can’t make a fortune, but they are much better off than ordinary trades, a typical case of not being able to ascend or descend!

As a newcomer, he had received two orders in a month. How could he not be surprised?

[Inheritance Hall Notification: Dao Child Wang Zijia, a new inheritance order for you has been generated. Please check and decide whether to accept it as soon as possible. If you do not respond within a day, the Hall will regard it as an automatic rejection.]

Additionally, there was a brief introduction attached.

Customer: Calculation Faction Shi Family

Target: Shi Xintian

Category: Calculation Cultivator

Cultivation: Peak Perfected

Status: Exhausted Lifespan, Divination Backlash, Dao Damage, Dao Heart Dust, Overdraft of Luck.

Brief: The Shi Family from the Inner Sect Nascent God Calculation Cultivation World Family is one of the few families in Wanyu that are proficient in Calculative Dao.

Shi Xintian was the genius of the previous generation. He was expected to achieve Nascent God, but he was too frenzied in his struggle with the nascent God’s legitimate grandson from the last generation, Shi Xinyu, for control of the core divine seed of the clan. He overestimated his abilities and made whimsical calculations, eventually suffering backlash, leaving traces in his true seed and permanent damage.

He became a fringe figure in the Shi Family, living a life of solitude. He only lived for about 300 years and had reached the end of his life.

Wang Zijia: "······"

Looking at the string of negative states of the other party, Wang Zijia was in silence for a full five minutes.

"Damn!"

After much thought, Wang Zijia finally blurted out this exclamation!

This fucker could achieve Peak Perfected and live for 300 years, he had to give it to him.

As expected of a calculation cultivator!

Especially when he saw the brief intro. Although it was probably a bit of a sugar-coating of the truth due to the supposed face of the family of Nascent Gods, Wang Zijia, from just a few sentences, saw a blood and rain spectacle.

And it was a crazy showdown among calculation cultivators!

It seems that within the inner door, there were also quite a few struggles, and not all clans were harmonious!

This introduction in particular, written like this······ it has some profound meaning. Besides the problems of success rate data, he also had to consider the Shi Family!

Shi Xintian has enough misdeeds!

Without much hesitation in his thoughts, Wang Zijia still decisively accepted the order.

With his current status and position, he might need to consider the Shi Family and see if he would offend them.

But a possible unpleasant experience with a second generation from the Shi Family?

Please!

He, Wang Zijia, was a Ruoguan Daoshi, not a good-for-nothing. He had to consider every slight contradiction. What has he been doing over the past few days!

[Task acceptance successful, please wait for contact.]

After accepting the task, Wang Zijia began to peruse the materials on the Joyful Demon Sect that An Xingsheng had received that day, reading them with great interest.

In the sect, information related to the Three Great Devil Sects was mostly about the Joyful Demon Sect, which was also the most intriguing.

Especially some personal biographies of the Joyful Demon leaders were quite abundant and meticulously detailed, which gave them a unique flavor.

Apart from the official collections of the sect, the privately distributed ones were even more of scarce treasures.

Some book makers, regardless of cost, had hired both painting cultivators and array repairers to use books as tools and illusions as writers to create special stories.

The readers, once they opened it, would be ’immersed’ in it, as if they were part of the story, indeed getting lost in it, experiencing a journey of ravishing skeleton in one’s dream.

Wang Zijia got to know of this during his last visit to the Inheritance Registry Hall, when Zhou Zhiyong discovered him entering and nervously hid his books. Curious, Wang Zijia had asked An Xingsheng about it, who later brought back this gem on the second day with an odd expression on his face.

Well...he was researching the techniques of the Demoness in the Devil Gate!

Know your enemy, know yourself!

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"Alright!"

Two quarters of an hour later, the door of the study was flung open.

Wang Zijia maintained a calm face, and packed up the precious book without any expression.

Under An Xingsheng’s discreet gaze, he saluted and reported, "Martial Uncle, Inner Sect Martial Uncle: the true person, Shi Wanquan has arrived!"

Wang Zijia rose from his seat without any emotion, his back to him as he walked towards the courtyard, while An Xingsheng silently followed.

The two came to the courtyard one after the other, just as Xu Xian ushered the guest in through the door.

"Shi Wanquan Senior Brother!" Wang Zijia greeted.

"Zijia Junior Brother is polite!" Shi Wanquan bowed in return.

Wang Zijia cast a surprised glance at him, this was the first time since he came of age that a senior brother he met for the first time called him by his real name.

"Shall we share a pot of tea, and then leave, or leave right now?" Having had previous experience, Wang Zijia asked so after making small talk.

"Due to some reasons, we are short on time. Do you have time now, Junior Brother?" Shi Wanquan answered as such.

’Ah, another tough nut who refused burial?’

Wang Zijia had a sudden epiphany and smiled, "Of course."

After giving a few instructions to An Xingsheng, he left the courtyard with Shi Wanquan.

Shi Wanquan waved his hand and a white cloud appeared in front of the two.

To Wang Zijia’s surprise, the cloud, which was originally floating around three meters high, had little stair steps like cotton candy stretching down from it.

At sight, it was very delicate!

"Please!" Shi Wanquan bowed to Wang Zijia, signaling him to board the cloud.

Wang Zijia slightly bowed in return, and then stepped onto the stair formed by the cloud.

The touch felt good, it was very soft, but did not sink in, as if stepping on an advanced carpet.

The two got on the white cloud one after the other. Driven by Shi Wanquan, the cloud transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the Inner Door Seven Peaks.

"Is this a cloud-climbing tool? It’s unusual to see a spirit artifact-level one. "In the sky, Wang Zijia glanced at thecloud and asked.

"This should be considered Soaring Cloud." Shi Wanquan replied indifferently.

Wang Zijia raised an eyebrow, and asked in surprise, "Isn’t the Soaring Cloud a magic treasure that the sect grants to a God Monarch?"

Standard flying implements of the Wanyu Sect were all cloud-based.

Upon reaching Foundation Establishment, one can receive a Climbing Cloud tool as one of the welfare benefits.

Further, only a Nascent God would be allocated a Soaring Cloud, which was one of the few standard magic treasures in the sect.

"Isn’t it also possible to fail in refining a magic treasure, but most of the failed Soaring Clouds usually do not circulate outside." Shi Wanquan replied in such a way.

Wang Zijia suddenly realized, understanding immediately that this was probably similar to some form of unofficial rules.

Is it not part of general information and yet a common practice?

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Without any more words, the two rode on the Soaring Cloud and flew towards Qifeng

As a failed magic treasure that was forced to be a top-notch spirit tool, the Soaring Cloud was considerably faster than Wang Zijia’s Blood Fiend Jade Shuttle which was only a primary spirit artifact.

Thus, in less than seven minutes, the two passed through the protective array and flew straight to the foot of the Wanyu Peak, the main peak.

Qifeng wasn’t in straight line, rather it formed a lunar-mansion-shaped configuration.

Wanyu Peak, Inheritance Peak, Demon Suppression Peak three peaks were located inside, arranged in a straight line.

The remaining four peaks guarded the surroundings, forming the Wanyu Seven Peaks.

The Wanyu Peak, as the main peak, was the tallest among the seven peaks, and was also located at the core of Qifeng.

It had the only seventh-grade spiritual vein in the entire spiritual pulse group and not only boasted an extremely rich spiritual power, but rumors also had it that there could be the birth of Immortal Spirit Qi!

And the Shi Family, who were calculation cultivators and a Nascent God noble family, currently had two Nascent Gods sitting in town. Their ancestral land was at the foot of the main peak.

Shi Wanquan led Wang Zijia to the Shi Family building complex, and then to a secluded area.

Wang Zijia couldn’t tell if it was his imagination, but he felt that... Shi Wanquan seemed to be somewhat cautious, trying as much as possible not to attract attention.

They were going to pay their last respects, not commit thievery, it wasn’t like this at all!

Although somewhat perplexed, as the task receiver, Wang Zijia merely obeyed his instructions and didn’t ask further.