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Chapter 556 - 488: Promotion [Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking subscriptions!]

Chapter 556: Chapter 488: Promotion [Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking subscriptions!]

"Farewell, Modest God!"

"Farewell, God Monarch!"

"Farewell, Lord of Chu!"

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At that moment, everyone found their senses and began bidding farewell to Wang Zijia.

"Isn’t it said that this Lord of Chu just became a God Monarch recently?"

"This maneuver, do you believe this kind of talk?"

"Who knows, anyway, there’s been no sign of crossing tribulation thunderclouds in Qinghe Mansion recently!"

"This devil Feng, isn’t he a notorious old demon who’s been around for over a century? How come he was defeated so easily?"

"What do you mean ’easily’? Over the past month, it’s been said the Chu Family was distraught and panicking because of him!"

"But this Hidden Vacuity God Monarch really has astounding abilities, not at all like someone who just ascended to the position of a god."

"Haven’t we not heard much about this Lord of Chu for many years?"

"What are you talking about, for the past three to four hundred years there hasn’t been much activity from him, there was even a rumor that the Chu family was declining!"

"Don’t you think it’s quite clear? This God Monarch just keeps a low profile, and this Devil Feng just happened to provoke him!"

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With Wang Zijia’s departure, the whole Wen Mountain Market Square was stirred up, during the lively discussions, not a few messages were also sent back to their respective clans.

After today, the reputation of Qinghe Mansion and the Chu family’s Hidden Void Child would probably echo throughout Changbao!

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In the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain, at the center of Nanfei Square, Wang Zijia slowly opened his eyes.

With a flip of his hand, a dark red little flag appeared in his palm.

Above the little flag, five ghosts turned into ghost babies, surrounding a tiny figure, constantly salivating.

As Wang Zijia’s mana slightly fluctuated, the scroll-like tiny figure suddenly came to life.

On the flag, like a cartoon character, he kept begging Wang Zijia:

"Fellow Daoist, Lord Chu, the Old Taoist knows his mistakes, you are generous, don’t be petty with me, spare me!"

"Heh, if you had known today, why have done it earlier?" Wang Zijia said with cold eyes.

Hearing this, the tiny figure immediately switched gears and said, "The old taoist still has some uses. Your Chu family is short of hands, right? How about the old taoist serving as a guest elder for you as atonement?"

Wang Zijia casually shook his head and said, "Only thinking about this now? If you did so earlier, even when you offended me last month and almost infuriated me to death, this option could have been considered."

"But now... if I really spare you, how would the tens of thousands of disciples of the Chu Family who’ve died intermittently over this past month because of you find peace?"

"You want to cut off my life just for the sake of those trifling mortal lives?" Feng Yingzhong said, clearly dumbfounded.

"And that’s why you’ve sealed your fate!" Upon seeing his baffled expression and hearing his words, Wang Zijia narrowed his eyes, his mana slightly fluctuating.

The small flag quickly began to squirm.

"Crunch, crunch."

A strange chewing sound emitted from the flag.

"Don’t really swallow him, just soul-extracting and body-refining will do. At least let him live for thirty-five days!" Wang Zijia directed at the small flag.

It was a reminder of the time when Feng disrupted the Chu Family’s affairs and Wang Zijia had to ask for reinforcements from all directions.

"Understood, Master!"

"Alright, Master!"

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From the small flag, the words of the five ghosts came out in their youthful voices.

Wang Zijia, however, ignored the five ghosts and took out Feng Yingzhong’s storage ring with a flip of his hand.

What surprised Wang Zijia was that it was not even a high-end master recognition artifact and even the prohibition on it was not complicated, at least for an Infant God relic, it was entirely unqualified.

On the premise that he hadn’t fully died yet, Wang Zijia took only about fifteen minutes to crack the ring open.

Upon inspecting it, Wang Zijia’s brow furrowed.

The reason? The contents were too shabby.

In the space of several dozen cubic meters, a bunch of odds and ends were scattered. Everything was rubbish, except for a few top grade human pills inside gourds, the rest was trash, worth at most hundreds of thousands of magic money.

This was completely inappropriate for an Infant God. Keep in mind, Wang Zijia’s point does not only refer to magic money, but all resources.

It’s one thing if a family monk had it, but in the case of wandering cultivators from the Left Dao, which didn’t have a fixed residence, they should carry most of their resources with them!

However, almost nothing was found in this man’s storage ring, it could be described as utterly poor.

With a frown, Wang Zijia made the five ghosts stop torturing him by draining his soul, and asked, "Did you also set up a treasury?"

On the ghost flag, Feng Yingzhong’s eyes lit up, he immediately seized this lifeline, and said, "Fellow Daoist, as long as you promise to spare me, I will definitely hand over all the money and property I’ve accumulated over the years with both hands!"

"Heh, you really think I don’t dare to search your soul?" Wang Zijia said sarcastically.

"It’s useless, I cultivate the illusional Heart Dao, I’ve already put layers of prohibitions on myself. Not to mention you searching my soul, if you try to control my soul, I would self-destruct." Feng Yingzhong immediately answered.

"I may not be as capable as Fellow Daoist, but I’m still a God Monarch who has attained the Dao. I can guarantee that I can self-destruct my heart’s memories and knowledge. Even now as you have sealed my Infant God!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia fell silent.

He didn’t immediately seed the demon within Feng, partly because of this reason, and partly because there was no need as he had no intentions of letting him live.

Now... well, he can torture him for a while and see if he can endure it or not!

If it doesn’t work, it’s no big deal not to spare him. The trouble this fellow caused him was unforgivable!

Of course, all of this would depend on the results of the Five Ghosts’ soul-extracting and body-refining process. What if this Demon Dao was just pretending to be ruthless, when in reality he was a softy?

"Ah······"

As Wang Zijia began chanting, the Five Ghosts began torturing him again.

Wang Zijia flipped his hand and put away the Ghost Banner, then carefully examined the contents of the Storage Ring for a while.

"Huh?"

As he was looking through it, he found a mysterious iron card among a pile of junk.

"What is this thing······?"

Looking at the iron card, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, and instantly remembered where he had seen it before.

In the Qinglian World, inside the Kongming Cicada’s body, Wang Zijia had previously found such a thing. It seemed to be a fragment of an object related to the Ancient God Dao. Later, he obtained a broken Divine Dao Summon from it and absorbed the Command Token Corpse into a book.

Wang Zijia took it out and studied it carefully for a while.

Although its aura was completely different and no Divine Dao runes flew out from it, it was definitely related to the thing he had obtained before.

He guessed that it was probably another remnant of an order from the Divine Robes!

After studying it for a while and finding nothing, Wang Zijia put it away. He looked through the Storage Ring again, but found nothing else of interest.

Among Feng Yingzhong’s belongings, only his Innate life magic treasure was worth some money, which disappointed Wang Zijia.

However, dealing with him wasn’t for the money!

As thoughts flashed across his mind, Wang Zijia put away his things.

The surrounding Human Skin Paper Person Avatars began to clean up the Blood Formation on the square.

Wang Zijia stood up, the space in front of him fluctuated, and he left the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain.

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Early the next day, in the backyard of the Chu Family Ancestral Hall.

A group of old antiques from the Chu Family came here early in the morning and started waiting.

With Feng Yingzhong’s death, the last stumbling block for the Chu Clan was thoroughly removed. What awaited the Chu Family was a foreseeable several hundred years of soaring development.

All these clan elders comprehended this point clearly.

This news was incredibly great news for these old men who had toiled their entire lives for the clan revival.

Therefore, they had been beaming with joy since the previous night.

Early in the morning, upon receiving the notice to wait for the summon in the Ancestral Hall, the smiles on their faces could not be hidden, they were radiating happiness.

Pleasure in one’s work brings happiness. This was probably the most accurate portrayal of these twenty or so clan elders

From daybreak, they waited here, engaging in endless chatter until the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, still high-spirited.

"Greetings, clan head!"

"Salutations, Third Uncle!"

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With Wang Zijia’s arrival, all the old men stopped what they were doing and greeted him.

Their gazes were filled with awe, anticipation, admiration, and other complex emotions as they looked at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia casually nodded his head, glanced around at everyone, and said, "The Elixir this time is quite special. Let’s proceed one by one. Chu Lin, you go first!"

"Alright, Third Uncle!" With an aged appearance, Chu Lin responded to the youthful-looking and robust Wang Zijia.

The contrast in their roles was rather stark.

With that, the two of them entered the side room of the Ancestral Hall one after the other.

"Sit down and start now!" Wang Zijia pointed to the meditation mat on the ground and said nonchalantly.

"Ah?······" Chu Lin’s initially expectant expression turned into one of perplexity and bewilderment. He asked, "Now? Just like this?"

"Yes, just like this! Go ahead!" Wang Zijia nodded. As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill. "Right, eat this first. It’s an Elixir specifically tailored for you!"

Chu Lin took the Elixir with a blank expression on his face. Seeing Wang Zijia’s serious expression, he didn’t hesitate any further and decisively took the Elixir.

He frowned and pursed his lips. Why did it seem to have no effect?

Before he could ask about it, his mind cleared, and waves of spiritual aura began to surge.

To his shock, not only did the Elixir contain the effects of spiritual objects, but it also had the effect of refining his Dao consistency, eliminating some chaotic spells, and optimizing his core Dao Law.

What kind of divine level Elixir was this!!!

Was this the power of a God Monarch???

Without thinking too much, Chu Lin decisively started to perform a spell according to the Cultivation Method, attempting to make a breakthrough in his Cultivation.

Thankfully, the Chu Family was a former Infant God Clan, so they weren’t so inferior that they lacked even True Person Cultivation Methods.

Additionally, the numerous spiritual medicine leads Wang Zijia had gathered in the Qinglian World and the auxiliary spirit objects which greatly helped in crossing the Infant God tribulation, including those that had great benefits for the condensation of True Person True Seeds, were abundant. Therefore, helping a person at the True Person level with their reset and breakthrough wasn’t too difficult.

If it weren’t for that, Wang Zijia wouldn’t have chosen more than twenty old antiques with ’accumulated yet unreleased potential.

While Wang Zijia was daydreaming, Chu Lin, whose background wasn’t substantial enough, indeed didn’t succeed. Furthermore, he hadn’t gone far on his breakthrough journey when the runes started to exhibit signs of exploding.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses, frowned, and pressed his finger to his eyebrow lightly, instantly resetting and reorganizing Chu Lin.

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