My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 578 - 505: Setting Out

Chapter 578: Chapter 505: Setting Out

As the incense merged, a look of joy gradually appeared on Wang Zijia’s face.

The statue, which had just been perfected through a spiritual sacrifice, began to change too. Its perfect gleaming crimson body darkened slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of its mouth.

At the same time, an indescribable aura, reminiscent of the Chaotic Burial Mound, began to rise from within the statue.

It was wrapped in a gloomy aura and looked exceedingly wicked, as if consumed by demonic flames.

The god statue, which a moment ago was full of Zen and radiated with immortality, transformed into a demonic god with a mischievous smile in the blink of an eye.

It stared at itself with a strange expression.

"Erm..."

Wang Zijia’s smile froze on his face!

No one’s first impression of this statue would be that of a venerated Immortal or Buddha, but of a horrifying demon or ghost!

Yet, for the sake of impressiveness, he had deliberately chosen the mountain directly opposite the Nanfei Manor’s market square. The entire city could see the hill-sized god statue upon raising their heads!

"This damn thing... It’s fine if the creature I raised acts abnormally, but how did Buddha and Bodhisattva transform into demonic gods using the spiritual fragment of a Buddhist elder provided by me?"

"Is that it’s supposed to be hidden and act as a standard demon or ghost?"

"Damn it to hell!!!"

At this moment, looking at the strange statue in front of him, which seemed even more demonic than the incarnate of the Illusion Master of the Thousand Buddhas, Wang Zijia had countless complaints.

Of course, he would never reflect on his shortcomings!

It must be because this place was the Mysterious Domain, and the methods he used were imitations of the Illusion Master. That’s what had affected the statue.

Yes, it must be so!

It was external factors, and it had nothing to do with him. He was a true God Monarch of the Profound Sect Orthodox School from Wanyu Holy Land!

There’s no way he could’ve created such a bizarre god statue!

Between Wang Zijia’s thoughts, his mana flowed once again, and the statue slowly sank into the ground.

This broken statue should not be shown off. If people saw it, it would no longer be a question of impressiveness, but rather it would cause everyone to either scold it or want to destroy it!

Let it collect incense on its own!

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Several days later, Wang Zijia sent all the demons in the Mysterious Domain underground.

He then used his mana to condense countless crimson crystals and constructed a massive underground space.

Centered around the statue, with the hundred-demon flesh field as its focal point, it formed a vast underground world.

In it, the statue grinned wickedly, and the flesh field of the Mysterious Domain squirmed. The whole world was filled with an eerie, wicked sense of mystery, absolutely memorializing its past as the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain, or even surpassing it.

The world above, meanwhile, was meticulously cultivated by Wang Zijia to become a truly beautiful blessed land.

Of course, the level was presently not high enough, lacking in spirituality, it was somewhat lacking.

Heavenly aura fluttered above the ground, and below it was the Asura Mysterious Domain. The contrasting extremes made it seem like two different worlds.

From then on, this place was officially renamed Duobao World by Wang Zijia!

It was here that his journey on the Earth Immortal Path began!

Once the initial planning and major transformations to Duobao World were complete, Wang Zijia prepared several things again before leaving this place.

Although Duobao World would become the core of his future power, that time was not now.

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In Changbao Capital, the Royal Capital Market, within the Royal Capital Cave Mansion.

After several days of recovery, Zhuo Xiaokuan had initially stabilized his cultivation and was getting accustomed to the change in power.

During this process, he had taken a little time to make contact with the two God Monarchs of the Royal Family.

He politely declined their attempts to recruit him!

When the royal people realized that this newly-minted free cultivator God Monarch was a master of the Heterodox Dao, their enthusiasm actually wasn’t that high.

So both sides remained respectful and polite.

On this day, under the night sky as smooth as water, Zhuo Xiaokuan had just finished his training and stepped into the courtyard.

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, he sighed emotionally. He had never expected that he would become a God Monarch one day.

He often recalled the occurrences of that day in recent days; everything felt like a dream.

It was so real, yet so unreal!

The next moment, his pupils dilated slightly.

Threads of moonlight gathered around him, and an ethereal figure appeared.

It was the unique figure of Yun Zhongzi. Although he appeared young at first glance, like a middle-aged man on second look, and had the aura of an older man upon sensing.

Although it was merely a phantasm and not much of a skillful method, the fact that he could appear anywhere at any time without him noticing was enough to imply many things.

It indicated that in the eyes of the other party, the difference between his infant god and real person cultivations were insignificant.

If someone could easily make him a God Monarch, then destroying him would also be simple and wouldn’t be too difficult.

"I pay my respects to Elder Yun Zhongzi!" Zhuo Xiaokuan was slightly startled, but quickly greeted respectfully.

"Now that your cultivation has stabilized, let’s head to the Devil Gate!" Yun Zhongzi’s illusionary figure glanced at him and said, "Are you ready?"

"Junior is already prepared, I will set off for the Devil’s Gate tomorrow!" Zhuo Xiaokuan immediately responded respectfully.

About the mission, he not only didn’t want to back out, but he also wanted to seriously complete it.

If he did not seize this opportunity to reverse his fate, he would live in regret his entire life.

"No need to trouble yourself like this, I will escort you part of the way! Is there anything else you need to bring?" Yun Zhongzi asked nonchalantly.

Zhuo Xiaokuan paused slightly, a hint of joy on his face.

If he could go directly to the Devil’s Gate, it would be better and save him a lot of trouble. After all, the conflict between Wanyu and the Bone Soul Sect was getting intense now.

For someone with his level of cultivation, to quietly cross through the warzone defense line and penetrate into the Devil’s Gate’s hinterland without being noticed was somewhat difficult, and taking a detour would take a considerable amount of time.

"Senior, please hold on!" He said as he flashed into the Cave Mansion and came out in a moment.

Apparently, he really had been preparing for everything these past few days.

"Senior, what should we do now?"

He looked hopeful, his eyes bright. It was clear he wanted to witness the methods of this figure who seemed to be an ancient Immortal Venerate.

"Let’s go then!"

Following Yun Zhongzi’s casual remark, the following moment, Zhuo Xiaokuan didn’t see any shocking powerful methods, he didn’t even see a hint of spiritual power fluctuation.

All he saw was Yun Zhongzi dismissively waving his sleeve at him as if he were swatting a fly.

In an instant, he fell into chaos, everything was spinning round and round, rolling continuously.

But within a few breathing moments, he had already arrived at an unknown territory.

It took him a while to gather his thoughts, collect his mind, and bring out the Devil’s Gate map that he had obtained at a great cost.

Upon looking at it, he realized that at that moment, he had officially entered the Devil’s Gate’s hinterland. In just a few moments, he had travelled much more than tens of millions of miles.

"Is... is this the legendary Immortal Divine Powers?"

After gathering his thoughts for a moment, he quickly determined his direction and swiftly left.

For a long time, an anchor artifact laid down by Wang Zijia that they had passed by on their previous route started to flicker.

A phantasm of Yun Zhongzi appeared, watching Zhuo Xiaokuan’s retreating figure, he murmured to himself: "I hope you give me some surprise, at least point me to some potential success in this direction!"

As he spoke, the phantasm collapsed, the anchor artifact returned to calm, transforming into a rock and lying quietly underground, waiting for its next activation.

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Time flew by, another half a month passed. More than twenty days had passed since the last meeting with the royal, Li Xingming.

Just when Li Xingming was about to lose hope, a message from Chu Jiefu suddenly appeared, leading to great joy.

The next day, atop the city wall of Qinghe Mansion’s mansion city.

At dawn, a figure had been waiting on the city wall from early morning, on his shoulder, there was a tortoise the size of a washbasin, sleepily floating in the air.

The old figure quietly waited, lost in thought as he watched the rising sun.

When the sun had risen above the horizon, and it was the agreed upon time, a figure finally arrived, late.

Li Xingming, who had been waiting, turned as soon as he felt it.

He saw a figure riding a flying sword, like a streak of light, flashing swiftly to his side in an instant.

By the time he clearly saw the figure, the person had already arrived in front of him, landing on the city wall.

"Greetings, Brother Xingming!" Wang Zijia greeted him, saying, "I am late, please forgive me."

"Patriarch Chu, you’re too polite, it is I who arrived early." Li Xingming immediately returned the gesture.

After a month’s acquaintance, the two men had become quite familiar with each other.

Wang Zijia looked at Li Xingming and asked, "Shall we set off now?"

"Yes!" Li Xingming said as he took out a flying boat and threw it into the sky, saying, "Patriarch Gui Cheng’s journey is too conspicuous, Patriarch Chu doesn’t mind, does he?"

The two ascended the flying boat, he asked casually.

"Brother Xingming is joking, we’re not going to any grand event, it’s obviously better to keep a low profile." Wang Zijia replied with a smile:

"By the way, Brother Xingming, what about your juniors who came with you? I initially thought you were going to bring them along to explore?"

Li Xingming shook his head, "I have already sent them back first. In the face of the completely unknown, bringing them would only be a burden."

Wang Zijia nodded, but did not continue to inquire. Instead, he changed the topic, "Brother Xingming has been thinking about that place for a century, have you managed to gather any surrounding information?"

"Patriarch Chu, you don’t know, it’s very difficult to get any secrets related to the Divine Dao." Li Xingming laughed bitterly, pausing for a second and then continued:

"The relevant information, when bought from Wentian Pavilion, starts from thousands of Spirit Essence, this is already the price of a Fourth-grade Magic Tool!"

"And they explicitly say, the related information, are all unconfirmed rumors, whether it is useful, or whether it is true, they can’t guarantee anything."

Wang Zijia was dumbstruck at hearing this, just some rumors cost from ten million magic money? Is the information business this wild?

What level of profit is this?

At this moment, Wang Zijia fully recognized why Wentian Pavilion could stand independent of the six major factions in the Spirit Suppressing Realm, always playing both sides and watching the situation unfold.

The two men chatted casually as they traveled.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two had left the area of Changbao and entered the mountainous area bordering the Flying Immortal Sect.

Their speed didn’t slow much, it was just that occasionally the two would tacitly drop beams of spiritual light, killing a few demons and ghosts.

Preventing them from following them and causing too much commotion.

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