My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 466 - 420: The Longevity Peach is Promising, Peach Blossoms Cover the Mountain

Chapter 466: Chapter 420: The Longevity Peach is Promising, Peach Blossoms Cover the Mountain

What a... weird family!

Also, this Shi Wanquan telling us not to alarm the clan...

The ones who should know are in the dark, while those who shouldn’t, know it all!

A Calculation Cultivator family, I’m absolutely speechless!

After giving them a bow from afar, whether they saw it or not, Wang Zijia didn’t linger. His figure transformed into a blood-colored streamer, disappearing into the horizon.

In front of the secluded cave mansion, the stunned Shi Xinyu suddenly murmured, "Patriarch, I think it’s time I made a breakthrough to God Monarch."

"Possible!"

"Great!"

Two faint voices echoed from behind him, then vanished without a trace.

What was left was a courtyard filled with complex relationships, tangled like a mess of thread.

Cutting it didn’t solve it and neither did trying to untangle it. It left lingering feelings of peculiar taste in the mind!

...

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Zijia returned to White peach peak, to the White Peach Tower.

After dealing with some matters, he took out the Heavenly Heart Three Inquiries.

He didn’t immediately begin to understand it. Instead, he opened the secret book and gave it a cursory look.

Clearly, this was a decent set of Calculation Cultivator inheritance.

It mainly attacked three directions. The Heavenly Heart Blood Inquiry Volume mainly explored fate and divination. Calculation Cultivators, who digested essence blood, specialized in this.

The Heavenly Heart Spirit Inquiry Volume primarily attacked the mind. Battlefield planning and strategic moves, all aimed at outsmarting the enemy with unmatched strategies.

The Heavenly Heart Divine Inquiry Volume, amongst the three, had the most singular effect and was also the strongest. It was the ability that Wang Zijia valued the most.

It was a perceptual spell typical of Calculation Cultivators. Studying it could greatly strengthen one’s spiritual awareness, opening up the so-called gut feeling or sixth sense.

After roughly understanding the three pieces of magic, Wang Zijia pondered for a while before deciding whether to practice now or not.

Calculation Cultivator was a large category. To achieve anything, apart from having a practiced spell, it also required the aid of extensive knowledge.

Among all the spells, it was the one that tested the knowledge reserves the most.

Currently, he was completely focused on becoming an Infant God, and he did not have much time to dig into this matter.

Therefore, instead of immediately understanding it, he stored it away and began his daily routine of creating talismans and lazing around.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

After having dinner with Xiang Feifei, and teasing each other for a while, he got up around seven or eight pm and returned to his Cultivation Room.

He activated his Identity Card and entered the Immortal God Illusion.

In the square, thousands of real monks were still clustered, Wang Zijia habitually strolled around the street stall area first, but didn’t find anything he wanted.

These days, Wang Zijia also listed a unmanned stall, stating that he collected demonic objects, regardless of their completeness and pollution levels.

After recognizing the difficulty in finding Immortal God spiritual objects, Wang Zijia knew that this method wouldn’t collect many spiritual objects, but hanging it didn’t hurt, playing the long game after all.

After strolling for a while, guessing it was about time, he entered the circle that Yan Qimeng brought him into, their clan’s social circle.

"Jinwu, I heard you ran to the front line of the battlefield. How’s the situation at the Blood Swamp Forest of Moon Demon Cliff?"

"Don’t mention it, I don’t know what’s going on with those little monsters, they all seem to have gone mad."

"Oh?"

"Absolutely. The pressure on the front line recently is so great. Those crazy kid monsters give me a headache!"

"It is strange to say, during this period, the western Demon Forest is also not at peace. Some fierce beasts suddenly became violent."

"You’re kidding. Something isn’t happening in the deep forest of the west that an absolute big demonic being has emerged, right?"

Please, not now!"

"Why are they all rushing there?"

Listening to their discussion, Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that not only was the battlefield becoming increasingly urgent these days, but even the wild demons were joining the fray.

Caught in thought, Wang Zijia asked, "When did this start?"

"It seems to have started in the last twenty days? I always feel that the entire wilderness is somewhat irritable, and it’s not my illusion, many brothers feel the same!"

"Well, that’s a coincidence. The little monsters on the battlefield also collectively went mad in the past few days, as if there was a ghost in their bodies stirring up trouble!"

"You say, could it be that the head of the Bone Soul Sect sneaked into the deep part of the Demon Forest, and is trying to launch a Sinful Disaster?"

"Well... it’s not impossible...if those crazy demonic cultivators could control Sinners, then the Demon Gate would not go crazy every three days!"

"Right, with the perverted characteristics of the pollution method, if they could also control Sinners, we wouldn’t have won back then."

"..."

Listening to everyone’s discussion, Wang Zijia got the feeling that the Demon Gate was about to launch the disaster of the Demon Tide.

But on second thought, it was impossible. How could Sinners be controlled by a group of demonic cultivators. These cultivators were most troubled by the pollution problem.

He had experienced ample experiments before - Sinners who had been demon-seeded couldn’t be controlled, let alone anything else.

After listening to the news from all sides for half an hour, participating in several transactions, and looking for spiritual objects without expectation, he naturally returned without any gains.

...

After leaving the Immortal God Illusion, Wang Zijia took out the Ghost Market’s order symbol.

Upon activating it, the puppet avatar left the login room.

As soon as his heart stirred, he quickly turned into an old Taoist and began to stroll around the Ghost Market.

If Wang Zijia could find the spiritual objects he desired in any circle he had contact with, it should be this one.

After all, this was the only high-end black market he had contact with at the moment.

The black market may not have been as high-end as the Sect’s Immortal God Illusion, but its nature meant it had a broader market than the Immortal God Illusion.

So, almost every day, Wang Zijia would walk around, and during the daytime, he would regularly send a paper doll avatar to explore and see if he could stumble upon some luck.

It wasn’t accurate to call it luck, after all, Xu Yuyu had managed to collect a set of suitable spiritual objects in over a hundred years.

Lowering his demands, not seeking coherence, not even striving for pureness, or type, he has almost lowered his demands to the ground.

According to Xu Yuyu’s previous harvests, under such requirements, he should be able to stumble upon a few in a few years.

Especially during the recent period, when wars were continuously ongoing.

Therefore, when Wang Zijia’s financial situation started to get better, he would occasionally spend ten thousand of Magic money, set up a stall for ten or so days, trying his luck.

Having wandered around for most of the circle, he saw many amiable things, but still, no spiritual objects.

Not discouraged, he quietly left the Ghost Market.

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Inside the underground base, after Wang Zijia woke up, he got up and headed towards the refrigeration area.

Another half-month had passed without extracting pollution, Wang Zijia emanated silk threads from his body and begun extraction skillfully.

The Five Ghosts, Major Ugly, together with the Seven Trees, began to sizzle in the back.

Even though the matter with the battlefield was becoming increasingly severe, the group of shadows transformed by the Ghost Spirit Dark Hall was continuously busy collecting corpses, they still couldn’t catch up with the consumption of these big eaters.

"Value +710,000!"

Taiji: 3.66 million

After extracting the pollution, Wang Zijia looked at his spell information and existing value. It needed a bit more before compacting the second Dao foundation, hence Wang Zijia chose not to act.

He got up, left the underground base, and left behind a bunch of ghost-things competing for food.

When he arrived at the bedroom, it was already midnight.

He deftly climbed into bed, had a few rounds of combat with Xiang Feifei before he quietly fell asleep.

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The next day, Wang Zijia woke up to the rich scent of flowers.

When he left the room, intending to box, he paused for a moment.

Slightly dumbstruck, he glanced around, outside the courtyard, a sea of ​​flowers had miraculously sprouted out.

Subconsciously, he floated up, looked down, throughout the White Peach Peak, peach blossoms were in full bloom overnight!

But, it was not springtime, it was late autumn!

’Could it be...’

His mind stirred slightly, he arrived at the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge belonging to the Seven Trees.

Variety: White Spirit Peach Tree

Belongs to: Prolong Life Fruit Tree

Grade: Third-grade (2 million/10 million)

Status: Early Spiritual Wisdom

Talent: Leapfrog Fruits Hanging

Leapfrog Fruits Hanging: This tree will grow fruits that surpass its level by one, like a second-grade spiritual wood that produces third-grade fruits. Of course, due to consumption and nutritional issues, the ripening time and the quantity of fruits will also vary.

Indeed, these guys finally entered the third-grade phase.

It’s normal, when the Five Ghosts and Major Ugly were almost facing the upgrade to Infant God fourth grade, they should be catching up, however slowly.

After all, they ate so many corpses, always having a paper doll avatar to avoid pollution and such.

"Wow... at this time of the year, how come all the Spirit Peach tress blossomed!"

As Wang Zijia was examining the Seven Trees, Bai Qian had also gotten up.

Looking at the sea of enchanting peach blossoms covering the hills, she was extraordinarily excited.

"Are they finally going to bear Spirit Peaches?"

"We moved them here a year ago, finally they blossomed, I hope they can bear a lot of Spirit Peaches!"

Xiang Feifei and several girls also got up at this moment, looking at the hill full of peach blossoms, they happily said.

Wang Zijia floated down and shook his head, saying, "For a short while, you shouldn’t think about eating Spirit Peaches, yes, those inferior peaches outside are probably available."

"Why?" Xiang Feifei and Bai Qian both asked in confusion.

Wang Zijia looked at the Seven Trees and said, "Because these guys here are probably going to be blossoming for three years!"

"You’re fooling us, master! The fourth-grade White Ling Peach Tree would bloom for three years, ripen for three years, and after ten years would bear a peach, prolonging life for fifty to a hundred years. Ours are second-grade Spirit Peach Trees, in at most one or two years they’ll mature." Bai Qian refuted.

Wang Zijia just smiled, didn’t argue, and said, "Let’s box!"

Xiang Feifei looked at Wang Zijia, then looked at the peach blossoms that started to bloom overnight, and thoughtfully began to box.

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After breakfast, Bai Qian started alchemy, Xiang Feifei led the girls to the foot of the mountain, Wang Zijia went to White Peach Tower.

"Morning, Martial Uncle!"

"Good morning, successor!"

An Xingsheng, with two children, respectfully waiting.

Wang Zijia proficiently took the material from An Xingsheng’s hands and went into the house while reading it.

An Xingsheng followed closely, Xiang Yu and Xu Xian are then stationed outside, with one guarding the door, and the other waiting outside for his duty.

"Today there’s a class, right?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Yes, Martial Uncle, you arranged it before. The big class is set for this afternoon," spoke An Xingsheng. When he thought of the suddenly blossomed peach grove outside, he said, "Should the class be postponed for a few days?"

Wang Zijia looked puzzled and lifted his head, "Why postpone?"