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Chapter 469 - 422: Picked Up a Spiritual Object for Free [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

Chapter 469: Chapter 422: Picked Up a Spiritual Object for Free [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

But the two were completely different.

Due to the nature of their cultivation environment, many monks of the Profound Sect Orthodox School liked having a trick or two up their sleeves. It wasn’t surprising to see Infant Gods posing as Pinnacle True Men and mingling with amateurs.

On the contrary, the disciples of Devil Gate were fond of pretending to have far greater power than they truly possessed, owing to their harsh cultivation conditions. In the true ’eat-or-be-eaten’ world of the Devil Gate, pretending to be weak only invites more danger - you’re likely to end up as dinner!

Both the orthodox and demon sects preferred not to reveal their true cultivation levels, but the difference in their environments directly influenced their behavior.

This massive discrepancy made it difficult to distinguish the real from the unreal.

It once caused a hilarious incident in history where two Infant Gods were trading, but ended up fighting due to some unexpected developments. Only then did they realize that one of them was a Pinnacle True Man posing as an Infant God, while the other was a Primordial Spirit pretending to be an Infant God.

Of course, such extreme situations were rare, because it wasn’t easy for a Pinnacle True Man to fool a Great Cultivator who was a Primordial Spirit by pretending to be an Infant God.

However, due to these messy historical circumstances and various typical cases, when Devil Cultivators dealt with monks from the Profound Sect Orthodox School, they weren’t entirely sure of each other.

Everyone was scared that the other party might be a Big Shot!

And everyone hoped that the other party was a fake!

They tread carefully, hoping they could trick the other side into giving up their good stuff for virtually nothing.

In short, the market environment had been messed up by those in the past, resulting in today’s dire trading landscape!

At this moment, Wang Zijia and the trader who emerged from the mud were stuck in a similar state of dread and hope.

They sized each other up, but since neither used their true bodies, they couldn’t gauge each other’s strength.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zijia finally asked, "Where’s the spiritual object?"

"We haven’t settled on the price yet!" responded the mud-formed figure covered with flowing dirt.

"I can’t even see the product, how can we discuss the price? I don’t know what type it is, the quality, the level of completeness, or the degree of pollution. If I offer one or two spirit essences, will you sell it?" Wang Zijia retorted.

The mud doll paused, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully opened a box that he had retrieved from his pocket.

The ’spiritual object’ was revealed!

It was a clump of flesh and blood giving off an ominous aura. It was wriggling with countless faces and mouths, all screaming in agony like thousands of resentful souls.

"Uh... forgive my poor eyesight, but what kind of spiritual object is this?"

Wang Zijia had quite extensive knowledge, especially about Infant God Spiritual Objects. He’d practically memorized the Sect’s Database lately, yet he was completely flabbergasted when he saw this thing.

That strong ominous aura was clearly the polluted core of a Demonic Being!

"This is the top-grade spiritual object of the Way of the Heart: the Thousand Heart Spirit Crystal!"

Wang Zijia: "..."

’No wonder he said it couldn’t be brought in. If his spatial ability was related to his body type, who would dare to carry this!’

’So, it really is possible to take a sheet of paper soaked in black ink and claim it’s white?’

At this moment, Wang Zijia stared at the spiritual object in front of him, speechless for a long time.

He thought he stumbled upon a bargain, but obviously the other guy saw him as an easy mark, someone so desperate for spiritual objects that he’d fall for anything....

What a genius!

After such pollution, are you telling me this is a Thousand Heart Spirit Crystal of the Way of the Heart?

How desperate would someone have to be to try using this thing?

The Way of the Heart requires the highest degree of purity. If a common cultivator tried to squeeze this thing inside them, they’d likely go mad in no time!

"How about it? Because it’s slighlty polluted, I guess it can only be used for refining instruments. Big sale, just a thousand spirit essence will do!" The other person asked Wang Zijia while staring at him.

One thousand?

Are you or me the fool here?

"Your object..." Wang Zijia needed some time to phrase his response, he said, "I can’t quite estimate its value. I need a small sample to take back for a detailed examination... if you can spare a bit more that would be best..."

The mud doll frowned but still managed to carefully cut off a piece of wriggling flesh. He handed to Wang Zijia a piece the size of a green bean and said,

"Make it quick, I’m in a rush!"

As soon as Wang Zijia got the object, he dove into the Chaotic Sea of Consciousness, his spiritual light greatly increased.

Spiritual Object: Thousand Heart Spirit Crystal

Status: Deeply Polluted

Value: 32

Description: I smoke, drink, gamble, served as a courtesan, often picked up in nightclubs, but I am still a pristine piece of white paper!

Wang Zijia: "······"

So it really was a spiritual object for the Way of the Heart!

Looking at this squirming flesh and blood, Wang Zijia was truly thrilled!

Being able to pick up a spiritual object for free, how could he not be excited!

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On the other side, the mud puppet waited for a while, then looked at the dumbfounded Wang Zijia and asked, "Are you done checking yet? Do you want it or not?"

After Wang Zijia came back to his senses, his attitude changed 180 degrees instantly. He looked at the other party indifferently and said,

"Are you fucking stupid, bringing out something that’s been polluted like this to sell?"

"And for ten million? Are you out of your mind? I’m truly enlightened today!"

"You..."

"You what, you? I think you’re the problem here, wasting my entire half-night, dilly-dallying around!"

What initially was a cautious trade suddenly took a big turn.

Wang Zijia’s rant left the other party speechless.

"You’re asking for death!" The mud puppet’s face darkened, ready to make a move.

But Wang Zijia, who had been prepared, moved even faster.

The old Taoist figure that Wang Zijia had transformed into suddenly shone with a red light, his entire body cracked like porcelain.

In the next moment!

"Bang!"

A massive explosion sent a huge shockwave rolling through the surrounding swamp, a blood cloud shockwave spread out, and some of it slowly rose into the sky.

The mud puppet only had time to hastily put away the spiritual object, it offered no resistance at all and was directly blown into dust.

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Fifty miles away, inside a dark cave, there were two Pinnacle True Man monks.

One was guarding the law for the other, the one being guarded suddenly opened his eyes, his breath fluctuated.

"Damn, what’s wrong with this little monster!"

"So, did you sell that broken thing of yours?"

"Don’t mention it, I thought I had found a brave one, a mad demon cultivator who dares to use this thing, but I met a madman instead."

"Forget it, that broken thing of yours is so polluted, even the craziest demon cultivator probably wouldn’t dare to use it."

"That’s not necessarily true, this is better than eating sinners, isn’t it?"

"Those daring to directly devour sinners are either great demons or not, if they want it, would you dare to sell?"

"Forget it, let’s stop thinking about your thing. The battlefield has become more and more chaotic these few days, but the opportunities have begun to lessen, let’s hurry back to the sect within a few days, Bone Soul Sect and Wanyu Sect have clearly become dog-headed."

"For us scavengers on the battlefield, I think it’s getting harder to get by. If we continue like this, we’re bound to come to harm sooner or later. It’s safer to leave early."

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Back in Wanyu Sect, Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes.

"You punk, whether you’re a true devil or pretending to be a little monster, all you can do is eat my dust!"

With a happy face, Wang Zijia turned over his hand and stored away a bean-sized, polluted Thousand Heart Spirit Crystal that had lost its original appearance.

He was indeed lucky tonight, not only did he get a compatible spell, but he also picked up a spiritual object for free!

Actually, if the devil hadn’t asked for such a fucking high price, he might have been generous and actually given the guy eight to ten million magic money as hard work fee.

Probably!

But then... he was forced to rob the robber!

But looking at the other party’s final reaction, it should have been harmless to him, and he guessed that even the spiritual object couldn’t have been blown up.

Anyway, he got what he came for, so who cares!

Feeling content, he checked everything carefully before standing up and leaving his underground base to return to his bedroom.

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Another stormy night passed.

The next morning, Wang Zijia and the girls like Xiang Feifei got up as usual, did their morning exercises, ate breakfast, and each went out.