My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 516 - 459: Gradually Entering the High-Level Perspective

Chapter 516: Chapter 459: Gradually Entering the High-Level Perspective

As they moved forward, Wang Zijia looked around and behind him, recognizing every single person but Zhang Decheng, all Infant Gods and the big shots of the Scripture Pavilion faction.

Among them, Qu Yuquan was the only one Wang Zijia had interacted with before, who had once tried to demand the Qinglian Sword Sect’s heritage directly from Wang Zijia.

When Wang Zijia looked back, he found many of them observing him curiously, with astonishment, or prodding.

Qu Yuquan’s gaze on Wang Zijia was somewhat profound. Wang Zijia had previously told him that he did not receive the inheritance, and he believed Wang Zijia’s words, but in less than six months, Wang Zijia had progressed from the middle stage of a Perfected to the pseudo-soul stage.

Even if he had used some kind of treasure to aid him, he would at least be at the late stage of Perfected. In such a short time...

It made him have some doubts.

The group of them continued to move forward under Wang Zijia’s guidance, each with their own thoughts.

In a moment, they arrived at a certain place.

"This is the place!" Wang Zijia pointed to a Buddha Palace below and said as such.

There were as many as seven squads of martial monk skeletons guarding around the Buddha Palace below.

If he was alone, he would not even approach this place.

But at this moment... Before Zhang Decheng could speak, everyone took action simultaneously. A burst of streaming light hit down, and the seven teams of martial monk skeletons below vanished before they could produce a bubble.

The majority of the palace then dispersed, leaving behind various treasures with almost depleted spiritual power.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Zhang Decheng suddenly waved his hand, pulling out two books teeming with Dao charm from the ruins.

They seemed to be Buddhist Heritage!

Wang Zijia didn’t join in, instead, he stayed by Zhang Decheng’s side. During the time it took for him to put away the things, he managed to take a quick glance at them.

"Small Three Realms True Method Chapter", "Cheng Hui Bodhisattva’s Teachings Chapter"

They turned out to be a cultivation method and a spell!

"Not bad, continue!" Zhang Decheng said to Wang Zijia with a touch of delight on his face.

Wang Zijia’s face was also full of joy, the bigger the harvest from this trip to the sect, the greater the benefit to him. After all, he was the one providing the information.

Although the sect would not necessarily give him a share of the rewards, they would certainly reward him generously.

At least compared to not telling the sect and waiting for the other people to inform their bosses as late as possible, this was definitely the most maximizing choice in terms of profits, both current and future gains.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise made everyone subconsciously look in a certain direction.

Wang Zijia also glanced at the direction of the commotion, feeling a slight stir in his mind.

’This direction, isn’t it where the Buddha Tower with the potential cultivation manuals was located? This commotion, is it the result of the Head Teacher and the Tower Master making a move together? It seems that there really is a skeleton that succeeded in crossing tribulation in that tower!’

In the midst of Wang Zijia’s thoughts, he once again led the group forward.

Along the way, wherever they encountered places guarded by skeletons, the group would take action together, instantly annihilating the skeletons, and swiftly clearing up the place.

Because most of the objects were weathered, it actually sped up the group’s scavenging process.

However, the quality of the objects they obtained varied considerably. Some were almost devoid of spiritual power, worn and tattered, while others still barely maintained their original form.

This was especially true for the technique manuals.

Under the entanglement of Dao charm, time was hard to melt!

Of course, the group was relatively large, but that was only in comparison to the movement of the Infant God’s monks.

Yet to search an area of a million square kilometers would take more than a bit of time to complete.

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However, within a quarter of an hour, they had already handled dozens of palaces along the way.

Most of them were wiped out by the group in a single wave of attacks, but the loot was inconsistent.

This made Wang Zijia realize that doing things this way was too inefficient, but none of the group proposed to split up.

They followed the team silently, as if partaking in a communal meal, probably because they were afraid of accidentally running into skeletons that had successfully crossed a tribulation, fearing the worst.

After leading the group for a while, Wang Zijia found that he almost didn’t need to do anything himself, all he needed to do was to guide them on the right path.

After dealing with one place and gathering the remnants of the spiritual items from the ruins, Wang Zijia didn’t immediately move forward again. Instead, he stopped and seemed to be in deep thought.

"What’s the matter? Let’s continue?" Zhang Decheng asked with a smile on his face, looking at Wang Zijia, who had stopped moving.

After a moment’s hesitation, Wang Zijia said, "I just realized I’ve been acting foolishly!"

Zhang Decheng looked at him in confusion, waiting for the rest of his strange words, but Wang Zijia didn’t elaborate.

Under everyone’s astonished gaze, he hovered in mid-air, his flesh squirming.

To the amazement of everyone, Wang Zijia’s body swelled as though bloating, instantly puffing up into a pile of paper pieces.

The paper pieces scattered, transforming into tens of thousands of human-skin-paper-figures the size of a palm.

The paper figures bulged slightly, transforming into tiny beings three inches tall. They were lively and vivid, seeming like little elves.

Thus attracting the surprised or amazed gazes of the crowd, who stared at him.

Wang Zijia chuckled, "Since this disciple is in charge of leading the way, this should be better!"

Then, the swarm of tiny beings dispersed, spreading over a radius of hundreds of miles.

"You kid, no wonder the head teacher couldn’t resist praising you earlier. This Avatar Technique of yours, it’s really impressive..."

Zhang Decheng was also taken aback for a moment.

There were others in the sect who also used summoning spells, but due to the influence of the sect elder and the Demon Suppressing Tower Master, Li Zhengfang, these summoning lean more towards spiritual objects, similar to summoned heroic spirits.

With these techniques, the target didn’t need to be alive. It only needed to have existed before, and you needed to have a certain understanding of it, along with some form of karmic link. It could be a link through objects, a link through bloodlines, or even having some form of past communication could work.

The Wanyu Sect did not specialize in the proficiency of spells like the Army of Beans, where one could transform into a multitude of beings.

Wang Zijia’s approach would be considered the top among those in the sect who employed summoning techniques that multiplied entities.

All the little figures dispersed, leaving behind a single three-inch tall being.

"The tower master flatters me!" Wang Zijia modestly countered, "I still can’t create countless manifestations at once with this technique, dividing like this seriously weakens the principal body."

Zhang Decheng instantly understood Wang Zijia’s implication and beckoned him to his shoulder, saying, "Come up then!"

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!" The three-inch-tall Wang Zijia respectfully saluted, then hopped onto Zhang Decheng’s shoulder and happily settled down there like a little elf.

Zhang Decheng cringed once again at seeing Wang Zijia’s crafty expression.

However, he was fond of this talented disciple.

"You naughty boy, keep leading the way!" Seeing his mannerisms, Zhang Decheng laughed and scolded.

"Soon, very soon! It takes time for the Avatars to spread out and do their tasks. Haste makes waste, don’t worry!" As Wang Zijia spoke, his tiny body closed his eyes, carefully sensing the surroundings.

Only a few dozen thoughts had been condensed from the divine thoughts. In theory, he could only split into a few dozen avatars, and his IQ would decline drastically the more he divided.

However, these paper-man ’idiots’ used for searching were intelligent enough for the task.

Soon, Wang Zijia’s eyes lit up, "Towards the Li Position!"

Seeing this, everyone flew towards the direction of Li Position.

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After changing the method of search, although it slowed down the speed, it increased the quality and frequency of the treasures found.

They had moved from the initial intuitive, hit and miss method to a selective elimination process. So every place that Wang Zijia directed was matched with the strength of the entire team.

With this accurate screening, the productivity of everyone was ensured at a high level.

Moreover, the strength of the Buddhist bones and skeletons at every place almost determined the quantity of spiritual elements and Dao Charm left behind.

Therefore, it ensured a more steady collection of treasures.

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With continuous searching, Wang Zijia gradually realized the peculiarity of the Three Realms Temple.

It seemed... as if most of the monks had disappeared suddenly, with only a small number turning into Buddha’s bones and skeletons. These skeletons seemed to be mechanical, functioning for hundreds of years like puppets.

From the traces left behind in the ruins, it seemed that these monks had no reaction before their disappearance or transformation into skeletons, indicating it happened instantaneously.

He couldn’t help but recall the scene at the battlefield of the Three Realms Temple, where infant gods were as common as dogs, and god monarchs were everywhere.

He wondered what kind of power could instantly wipe out such an ancient prestigious sect!

He also didn’t know what exactly happened in the Three Realms Temple back then.

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The area was vast, and the regions they divided must have been over several hundreds of thousands of square kilometers.

But with Wang Zijia accurately screening for locations with a Primordial Spirit Level, the search was fast and their efficiency was astonishing.

The harvest was also quite substantial. Wang Zijia sat on Zhang Decheng’s shoulder, watching him continuously put broken ancient treasures, various spiritual materials, and secret technique manuals into his storage bag. A look of joy couldn’t help but appear on his face.

After half a day’s work, through communication with Zhang Decheng and other god monarchs, they found that their team had become one of the highest yielding ones.

Of course, they were not the only ones. There were three other teams that employed similar methods as them.

"Our efficiency still falls short like this. Why didn’t the head teacher bring tens of thousands of Perfected ones and Sacrificial wine disciples?"

"Then each team, like us, could have thousands of disciples to split up and explore. Everyone’s efficiency would increase. Considering the characteristics of this place, being cautious would not pose too much risk!" Wang Zijia leisurely sat on Zhang Decheng’s shoulder, his legs swinging, as he watched Zhang Decheng and the other god monarchs batter a Primordial Spirit Buddhist skeleton, and asked.

"Bang!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, the Buddhist skeleton below had already been shattered by the group.

"Kun position, over there is a Law Assembly Hall, with a Primordial Spirit and three Martial Monk skeletons!" As soon as Wang Zijia saw this, he immediately pointed out another direction.

Zhang Decheng collected the remaining spiritual items after the skeleton had turned into dust, then promptly followed Wang Zijia’s route, moving non-stop towards the next spot.

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