My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 543 - 479

Chapter 543: 479

"Unexpected yet within reason!"

Muttering, Wang Zijia gently activated the Order Token.

"Weng."

The next moment, the entrance to the underground palace opened directly, along with a detailed map guide. The Order Token actively guided Wang Zijia forward.

Chu Ziyu, standing to the side, looked blankly at the Murong family’s defenses acting merely as ornamentation.

"So this is a God Monarch, no wonder our clan has fallen so far. We simply can’t compare with a Nascent God’s means!"

The two of them stepped into the underground palace one after the other. Surprisingly, there were quite a few resentful ghost puppets wandering around the entire underground palace, but with the help of the traitorous clan chief’s order, Wang Zijia wasn’t attacked by these things.

After passing through numerous rooms, the two arrived in a hall. This was the place closest to the mouth of the Murong family’s Spiritual Vein, and the entire hall was densely packed with many boxes.

Rich spiritual energy filled the air, and Wang Zijia’s face showed a look of joy.

Quickly stepping forward to open a box and take a look, sure enough, it was filled with Magic Money.

This big pile must have been around twenty or thirty million!

However, the next moment Wang Zijia’s brow furrowed slightly.

"Raw Money?"

Noticing Wang Zijia’s expression, Chu Ziyu explained, "This is normal. Our kind of clans usually store a large amount of Raw Money in the Spiritual Vein to slowly mature."

"Even though it’s not made by ourselves, we can swap several Raw Money pieces for one piece of Mature Money."

"Although it matures more slowly in an Active Spirit Vein than in a Dead Spirit Vein, after being stored for two hundred years, it will mature. It’s one of the most stable ways for the clan to increase its value."

"Two hundred years?" Wang Zijia was speechless.

However, that wasn’t bad either. The Raw Money in this hall could be sold for three to five million Magic Money.

The disappointment was only because of high expectations, which were suddenly dashed. Some people were just a little greedy!

He kept following the Order Token, which led him to a corner of the hall. Under the guidance of it, Wang Zijia found a faint mark on a seemingly normal wall.

It appeared to have been left there by longstanding contact with the Order Token.

Grasping the Order Token, Wang Zijia pressed it onto the mark.

The space rippled outwards, and in the next moment, another small secret room appeared.

At first glance, Wang Zijia’s face lit up with joy.

Two magic treasures, a banner and a shield, both beginner fourth-grade treasures!

Although a bit worn, they had been well-maintained for a long time and nurtured by the Spiritual Vein, so they still had impressive power.

Additionally, there were several jade boxes.

Wang Zijia carefully opened them.

Three of them contained several exquisite secret books, all inheritance of a Nascent God!

One fourth-grade cultivation book "Soul Nurturing Chapter";

Three fourth-grade spells "Ten Thousand Soul Ghost Banner", "Yasha Wandering Soul Chapter" x2;

"Ten Thousand Soul Ghost Banner" is a special Dao Law, containing the method of refining innate life magic treasures and various means, actually a path of cultivators who utilize magic treasures.

"Yasha Wandering Soul Chapter" is a traditional method of controlling and exorcising ghosts.

Both were Beginner Level Fourth Grade, standard heterodox inheritance, no, "Ten Thousand Soul Ghost Banner" could even go down the Demon Path, a sinful path of devouring human souls!

Apart from these, there were still three jade boxes left. Wang Zijia carefully opened each one.

Good lord, they were all fourth-grade treasures.

One fourth-grade spirit medicine, one crystal, and finally one spirit object for aiding the formation of a nascent soul.

Just the items in this place alone would add up to tens of millions of Magic Money!

Even without considering the spells and magic treasures, combining all the odds and ends from the treasure houses on the Order Token, the entire Murong family would have at least three to four tens of millions’ worth of magic money.

That’s more than the savings of a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Keep in mind, this is only the quickly sellable amount. The immovable property like spiritual veins and spiritual fields obviously wouldn’t be sold. They would be taken over by the Chu family.

In any case, the Murong family had made Wang Zijia rich!

Of course, normally these things would have to be shared with the clan, and it’s impossible for Wang Zijia to hoard them all. Some of them would even have to be put into the treasury for the development of the clan.

This has nothing to do with power, it’s the foundation of a well-run clan.

But, well ... he has ways to make the Chu family joyfully hand everything over to him willingly!

For example, the Chu family’s collection of old antiquated monks could be considered the slow and steady type. Maybe they should consider making some breakthroughs!

Don’t those breakthroughs need resources?

If they did that, wouldn’t the resources come back? They could even generate a lot of gratitude as well!

Thinking about this, Wang Zijia couldn’t help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

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Apart from these, there were some other things in the basement, but they weren’t worth much.

While Wang Zijia and the others made a major sweep of the entire core mansion, Chu Hao had already summoned various disciples from outside the city and began to search the entire Murong family.

The registration of various personnel, how to deal with them, the collection of various properties and the cataloging of the immovable assets.

There was a lot of work to be done, and it couldn’t be finished in a moment.

This was because the Chu Family was an old faction in Qinghe Mansion, and there were no geographical barriers. If they were outsiders, it would be even more troublesome.

Of course, if it wasn’t for the fact that the Chu family originated from Qinghe Mansion and had an internal rivalry with the Murong family, it would still be incredibly difficult for Wang Zijia to overthrow the Murong family and take over completely, given his current level of cultivation.

Becoming a prominent family is not solely about surface strength, there are a lot of internal complexities involved.

If it was so simple, why would the Dark Department have spent hundreds of years setting up an identifiable ’covert child’ within the Chu family?

Could they have not just sent a God Monarch to swiftly strike down a few and then establish a new structure?

But if it were that crude a tactic, Changbao would not be in the situation it is in today.

After such a busy night, Wang Zijia suddenly frowned; he sensed a summon from his magic sword.

He let his divine thought lead, and through the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, the infant god transversed space quickly and arrived at the destination that was beckoning him.

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At that moment, An County, one of the Murong family’s core strongholds, was in utter chaos.

Although the last perfected one from the Murong family had been slaughtered by Chu Zhizheng, the second elder, who led the rushed team with the magic sword.

But Chu Zhizheng could not easily takeover An County, before the arrival of the Chu family’s troops, the news of the Murong family’s annihilation was released by an unknown person.

Everyone was initially just watching, but as Chu Zhizheng summoned his magic sword and swiftly killed the last perfected person from the Murong family, chaos broke out in entire An County.

Firstly, a large group of low-level heterodox Dao demon people, intentionally spurred into action by someone, began to wreak havoc within An County.

Because the number of people brought by the Chu family was limited, they couldn’t control those causing trouble everywhere.

Chu Zhizheng had no choice but to frequently summon his magic sword to intimidate the petty criminals. But in the process, the diminishing power of the magic sword was noticed by the conniving people behind him.

Then, the situation in An County went beyond control.

Without needing the instigation of the higher-ups, these demon Daoists sprung into action.

Some took advantage of the chaos to harvest lower-level monks, obtaining top-grade human pills;

Some engaged in violent robbery, looting all kinds of resources;

And the audacious ones aimed for the Murong family’s treasures.

The second elder Chu Zhizheng came in a hurry and only brought hundreds of people, most of whom were low-level disciples. He was overwhelmed by the situation.

After frequently summoning the magic sword and depleting nearly half of its power, he finally reacted and tried to conserve it.

But it was too late.

After three hidden old Taoists emerged from behind the scenes and headed straight for the unmanned Murong family, Chu Zhizheng was startled and realized he had been set up.

"How dare you!"

While Chu Zhizheng was shocked and again summoned the magic sword.

A fiery bird wrapped the magic sword and flew towards the old Taoist.

"Bang!"

The sword and the small shield the old Taoist threw collided together, making a clear sound.

The old Taoist was smashed by the sword, plowing a long tunnel on the ground, and destroying a bunch of buildings.

However, his face lit up with joy because he wasn’t killed by the sword as before, even his shield wasn’t broken! But Chu Zhizheng’s face fell.

"We can fight! This magic sword only has mid-perfected power, we can easily win together!"

With the old Taoist’s swift words, two more demon Daoists emerged from the shadows. Surprisingly, all five were Perfected.

Three were peak-perfected, and two were mid-perfected.

Three of them disguised their appearance, while two did not.

Looking at the five, especially the two who did not conceal their appearance, Chu Zhizheng’s face sunk.

Jiang Jingshu, a late-stage perfected monk, a notorious heterodox Dao master who has been famous for many years, and is extremely ruthless.

Yan Yunfang, a late-stage perfected monk, a master of the Willow Gate among the eight doors of heterodox Dao. His human skin drum could easily shatter a person’s soul.

Chu Zhizheng, the information on these two flashed quickly in his mind. Those who could ally with these two notorious figures couldn’t be ordinary.

"If you do this, aren’t you afraid that our clan leader will punish you and pursue you?" Chu Zhizheng stared at the five, the magic sword floating between them, was in a standoff for a moment. He sternly reprimanded, trying to drive the five away.

Unfortunately, his tense emotions betrayed his precarious position. He was, after all, just a peak Wine Ceremony, far inferior to the five.

Without the magic sword, any one of them could effortlessly crush him to dust.

"Ha," Jiang Jingshu, the skin painter, revealed a mocking smile. As two human skins floated around him, he sneered:

"I have actually mixed in Changbao for quite a while, if I were frightened by a novice infant god, I wouldn’t have this reputation."

"Not to mention a newbie God Monarch, I snatched many times from the hands of veteran God Monarchs!"

"Stop talking, be careful of the infant god of the God Monarch. Grab the things quickly and run!" A grey-faced mystery man, also a late-stage Perfected, interrupted Jiang Jingshu’s words at this moment.

Without a word, he rushed towards Chu Zhizheng.

The other four people followed suit. It was clear that they planned to kill Chu Zhizheng quickly, loot An County, and then escape.

Besides the Mansion City, An County is reputed as the core stronghold of the Murong family, invariably holding many treasures.

Seeing this, Chu Zhizheng knew that he had messed up completely. Without further ado, he said to the magic sword:

"Disciple Chu Zhizheng, respectfully invites the clan leader to come!"

"Struggle!"

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