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Chapter 501 - 447: Prosperity, Civilians Suffer; Decline, Civilians Suffer - 2

Chapter 501: Chapter 447: Prosperity, Civilians Suffer; Decline, Civilians Suffer - 2

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Apparently alerted by the sudden sound of Wang Zijia’s voice, the two from next door, already somewhat off due to torture, began spouting nonsense.

Wang Zijia’s laughter paused intermittently as he leaned on the railing and nonchalantly declared, "Add another four hours!"

"Father, I don’t think they can hold on for even two hours!" Rather than accepting his suggestion, Chu Ziyu replied from the adjacent room.

"Don’t worry, if I want them to die before dawn, even the King of Hell would find it hard to take them beforehand!" Wang Zijia stated coolly, his indifferent tone implying ample confidence in his means.

"I understand, father!" Chu Ziyu was silent for a moment before replying so.

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Two hours later, as the sunset fell and the sky was filled with the afterglow.

"I have come in response to Elder Demon Child’s summons. May I ask why you have summoned me?" Dong Chengye entered the great hall, bowing respectfully to Wang Zijia seated high in the hall.

Wang Zijia didn’t respond but instead looked over his data.

With his current cultivation, cultivating disciples like these was quite easy for him and he could do so without leaving a trace.

Name: Dong Chengye

Spiritual roots: Medium grade Wood Fire Spiritual Roots

Dao foundation: Seventh Grade

Cultivation: Late stage of Sacrificial Wine

Dao Cultivation: Three Hundred Years (200 million/200 million)

Magic Door: Kui Fire Alchemy Method (Great Mastery)······

Available Value: 5.67 million

As a pill cultivator over two hundred years old, his accumulation could be considered rich as breakthrough to the Perfected realm was certainly possible.

However, being relegated to this place and compared with disciples of his age in the sect, he clearly lagged behind in all aspects, especially in terms of personality and sociality.

Wang Zijia observed him for a while before suddenly asking, "How much savings do you have?"

"Huh?" Dong Chengye looked up in bewilderment asking, "Elder, what did you just ask?"

It wasn’t that he hadn’t heard, but rather he was unsure if he had misunderstood.

"I’m asking you, if you were to sell all your possessions, how much magic money could you raise?"

Wang Zijia seemed to remember something as he spoke, and added, "Best if you think clearly before answering. This concerns your future life!"

Although he didn’t explicitly utter the words ’don’t leave any stones unturned’, Dong Chengye clearly understood.

Although he was puzzled and bewildered, considering that the person he was dealing with was a God Monarch, it was less likely that the elder would want to take his savings. Therefore he didn’t hide anything.

"I may not be outstanding in any respect, but I am proficient in alchemy. I strategically set up shop near the Danxia Sect and over the years of leaving the sect, I gave up on cultivation and have accumulated considerable wealth."

"Excluding the design to use my 100+ jin body to forge an inheritance, if I sell all that I posses, I could accumulate about 3 million in magic money."

This surprised Wang Zijia a bit. His wealth was almost comparable to Du Wanhai’s initial worth.

Of course, the two couldn’t be compared. After all, one was about hundreds of years’ accumulation, the other was a gift from the higher-ups of Wentian Pavilion.

But this did surprise Wang Zijia. He initially thought that Dong Chengye was a marginal figure. Even for a pill cultivator, having one million magic money was considered pretty good.

After all······even he, a highly accomplished fake infant cultivator, only had over tens of thousands of magic money. It clearly demonstrated that the cultivation world was always abundant in paupers!

The higher the cultivation level, the poorer one may be!

"Three million plus, huh? That’s more than enough!" Wang Zijia muttered, then asked, "Are you willing to spend 2 million magic money for the possibility of becoming a True Person in this life?"

Dong Chengye, who was puzzled, was taken aback and stared intently at Wang Zijia.

"What, not willing?" Seeing that he had been silent for a while, Wang Zijia asked.

"I am, I am willing!" Dong Chengye came to his senses and nodded frantically.

"In addition to the two million magic money, you would have to make a promise to me!" Wang Zijia said calmly, seeing the situation.

"Elder, please speak," Dong Chengye suppressed his excitement and answered earnestly.

Wang Zijia stared at Dong Chengye, speaking calmly, "I can help you ascend to the Perfected Realm. In addition to needing to pay two million magic money, you also need to defend here for a hundred years."

"Ensure the stability of the Chengde Dynasty while establishing the Demon Suppression Sect and Demon Suppression Bureau to exterminate sinners across the country."

Dong Chengye asked with slight confusion, "The Demon Suppression Sect and Demon Suppression Bureau? Does the Inner Sect Demon Suppression Tower have such a structure? Please excuse my ignorance."

Wang Zijia replied nonchalantly, "It has nothing to do with Demon Suppression Peak. It is the subordinate sect established by my disciples. If you agree, someone will hand over the necessary information to you later, tell you how to act, and it shouldn’t be difficult to even have experienced disciples come to help."

"I understand!" Dong Chengye respectfully bowed, hesitated and said, "I currently only have a little over one million magic money, may elder give me half a day to raise funds?"

"It doesn’t matter, you can pay later. Since you have agreed, begin your breakthrough!" Wang Zijia casually waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Ah? Breakthrough? Right now, right here?" Dong Chengye asked, his face full of confusion.

"What else? What else do you think? Do you want me to beat a drum for you?" Wang Zijia asked in turn, casually leaning against his chair.

Dong Chengye quickly explained, "That’s not what I meant. I gave up on ascending before. I am not prepared with any Perfected Realm spiritual objects, elixirs, treasures... and, this place doesn’t even have a spiritual vein..."

Wang Zijia raised his hand to stop Dong Chengye’s further words, "It seems you didn’t understand. What does it mean by me transforming you? Or do you think anyone is qualified to accept the transformation of an infant god?"

Dong Chengye opened his mouth to respond, but in the end, he couldn’t think of any words of praise.

Is this what God Monarch is?

No wonder everyone is desperately trying to enter the inner sect, rather than staying in the outer sect, where they can enjoy a privileged status!

"What are you dazed for, got distracted?" Wang Zijia pulled Dong Chengye back to reality with a slight frown.

Dong Chengye quickly sobered up, prepared to explain, meeting Wang Zijia’s lazy demeanor and indifferent gaze, he instantly understood that he didn’t care about these matters.

Grateful, he no longer dawdled and sat down cross-legged, starting his breakthrough without a second word.

For a more than two hundred-year-old man, he had never thought that he would try to breakthrough like this, especially under such hasty circumstances.

As his magical power fluctuated, a pill flew into his mouth. Without any hesitation, he swallowed it.

In the next moment, he immediately noticed the strangeness of the pill in his mouth.

As a pill cultivator, he had seen many odd pills, but he had never seen such an odd pill.

It was like a fake pill with only a few strands of strange breath inside.

But the next moment, he was totally shocked. Those breaths quickly expanded and turned into several very precious spiritual objects that were extremely suitable for him.

At the same time, the messy learning over the years was quickly deepened, and much of it was quickly faded.

This pill actually had the effect of clearing the Dao consistency, what kind of pill is this!!!

While he was amazed, his breakthrough just started, probably because his mind was too cluttered or he was too hasty, but it quickly showed signs of failure.

The mana ran wild and the runes jumped.

In the next moment, everything began to retreat.

The time seemed to go back to the moment when he was about to breakthrough, leaving him dumbstruck and confused.

"Continue!" With a nonchalant voice, another miraculous spirit pill flew into his mouth!

Dong Chengye: "!!!"

Hearing about the legend of the God Monarch in the sect for two hundred years, today he knew what a God Monarch was. He knew how terrifying the methods of a God Monarch were!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and began to condense the Rune Seed again to break through to the Perfected Realm.

Perhaps it was because he had accumulated over time, or because he had experience the first time, this time the process was quite smooth.

This even raised Wang Zijia’s eyebrows. He thought that the other party would need two or three more resets before they could succeed. He didn’t expect to succeed on the second try.

And looking at the condensed Rune Seed, there was no demotion in grade. It was still a seventh-grade Rune Seed, with the possibility of becoming an infant god!