My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 595 - 517: Preparing Coffins for Posterity!

Chapter 595: Chapter 517: Preparing Coffins for Posterity!

"Sort of. I learned some inheritance, but unfortunately, I met a beast tide. I had to use some things I shouldn’t have, and now... I’m just taking it day by day," said Wang Zijia carefree.

"Why don’t you return to Kyoto, Your Highness? Seek out the ancestors of the Royal Family. Maybe this isn’t the end, there might be another way out," queried the elder with concern.

"Heh, if there was another way, would I need you to remind me?" Wang Zijia responded, his manner seemed desolate.

"Besides, I vowed never to return after I became a waste of a dragon and left Kyoto in disgrace."

"Even if I die out here, that is my, Li Sheng Hong’s, choice. Nobody else is to blame!"

The elder’s lips moved, but it took him a moment before he responded, "Don’t be resentful of the clan, Ninth Highness. The ancestors did what they did out of necessity. Without someone wielding the Dragon Vein, our Daqian will never be a match for the Flying Immortals and the Wanyu."

"And not just anyone can successfully wield the Dragon Vein. That’s why we had generation after generation of Nine Dragons..."

"That’s enough. I know these things better than you. There’s no need to repeat it again and again. My mind is made up," Wang Zijia frowned slightly, clearly showing displeasure, and cut off the elder’s speech.

The elder’s lips moved, but in the end he just let out a melancholic sigh.

Every three hundred years, the Daqian succession contest took place, involving the top nine geniuses. Otherwise, who would gain approval from the Dragon Vein? There were always a few who were left heartbroken.

His highness, Wang Zijia... or Li Sheng Hong was one of them!

The pair fell silent for a while.

The disciples instructed by the elder hurried back with a Storage Bag.

The elder took the bag and checked its contents, "Ninth Highness, all other items are ready, only the Love Poison materials are missing. I will make sure to provide it for you as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia took the Storage Bag and turned to leave. With a wave of his hand, he indicated that no escort was necessary.

"Alas!" The elder sighed again, watching Wang Zijia disappear from sight.

If he could, Wang Zijia would not mind making a stir in Kyoto.

But he couldn’t return!

Therefore, he maintained Li Sheng Hong’s lonely demeanor, with minimum interaction with the Daqian Royal Clan.

...

After leaving the store with the items, Wang Zijia did not immediately return to the place arranged by Li Lan.

Instead, he raised his hand and summoned several children.

The completely sealed kids woke from a state of chaos and found the world had changed.

"Ah... So many people!!!" Gui Ling’er woke up for a moment, letting out a horrific scream as if she was about to be caught and stewed in the next moment.

She darted into Wang Zijia’s pocket like lightning.

Wang Zijia: ...

Li Shengshi: ...

The bystanders also gave them a puzzled look.

"We are in Fu Hou City, and I want to take you guys out for a stroll on the streets!" Wang Zijia gathered his emotions and told Li Shengshi and the children.

Li Shengshi nodded cheerfully. The baby turtle in his pocket, in a state of fear and curiosity, stretched her head out and continuously observed the market.

"Haha, you, a dragon turtle, are actually afraid of mortals! This is so funny!" Li Shengshi could not help but laugh out loud when he saw the dragon turtle acting sneakily.

The baby turtle did not argue for once and curiously observed the outside surroundings, full of fear.

Seeing this, Li Shengshi stopped laughing, came to Wang Zijia, looked at the baby turtle in his pocket, and said, "Or you can hide in my pocket. I’ll take you to stroll the streets! There are so many delicious and fun things!"

The baby turtle hesitated at first, and then seemed like she wanted to. Li Shengshi looked at Wang Zijia, seeking approval.

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "Go on, play with Shengshi. There is nothing dangerous."

His words convinced the baby turtle. Under Li Shengshi’s excited gaze, she quickly dived into her pocket.

"Haha, haha!" Li Shengshi was overjoyed, "Let’s go, I will show you what our human race’s markets look like!"

In no time, he excitedly rushed into the street.

"You guys follow as well," Wang Zijia commanded, looking at the two remaining children by his side.

"Yes, master!" Ye Youyu responded, pulling her sister Ye Youqing. They scurried behind Li Shengshi like little ducklings following their mother.

Wang Zijia followed behind them, a paternal smile on his face as he observed everyone.

These children were already in his pocket, and they could not escape him now.

At first, Ye Youyu obediently stayed behind Li Shengshi, acting as his follower and being careful of their conduct.

But they were children, after all. As they started shopping and seeing new things, they behaved like children again. The three kids and the turtle asked questions and looked all around.

Wang Zijia didn’t mind either. Whether they were normal food or spiritual objects, as long as the price wasn’t too exaggerated, he bought everything. All were having a great time.

Of course, nobody dared to cheat Wang Zijia, the god monarch and prince!

...

After crazily playing around for most of the day, they finally had to stop because Ye Youyu and the others were too tired to run anymore.

Only then did Wang Zijia lead Li Shengshi and the others to a sumptuous spiritual feast, and head towards the east of the city towards the courtyard arranged by Li Lan.

On the way there, under the setting sun, Wang Zijia strolled down the street with the kids. The golden and resplendent sunlight elongated their shadows, making them seem like part of a fond memory.

"Shengshi!" Wang Zijia suddenly spoke while walking.

"You said, Ninth Brother!" Li Shengshi, while petting the little milk turtle in his pocket, responded with a blissful face.

"There are members of the royal family in Fu Hou City, would you like them to arrange your return home? If you wish, I can arrange for someone to send you back to your clan!" Wang Zijia suddenly suggested.

"No!" The little milk turtle in the pocket suddenly interjected.

Li Shengshi was about to respond when he heard the little milk turtle’s words, excitedly saying, "I knew you couldn’t bear to part with me!"

"Humph, not at all!" The little milk turtle rebuked.

Yet Li Shengshi laughed softly, looking at Wang Zijia, "Ninth Brother, wherever you are is home. For people like us, we have no home, only the endless palace!"

"Yes, where daddy is, that’s home! Ling’er’s daddy is the best! Ling’er wants to spend her whole life with daddy!" the little milk turtle chimed in.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

The progress of the Legend Card Strategy was 80%!

"Well then, stick with me for a while longer. When I can’t lead you guys anymore, I’ll send you back!" Wang Zijia didn’t say more.

Upon hearing this, Li Shengshi glanced worriedly at Wang Zijia, his gaze lingering on the noticeable streak of white hair on his forehead.

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That night, after all the children were settled, Wang Zijia went to the cultivation room alone.

Today’s attempt was crucial. Even though there would be other ways to solve the problem if it failed, it would likely be a lot of trouble and time.

What Wang Zijia lacked the most right now was time, since he could return to the future at any time.

In the center of the cultivation room, there was a chicken in front of Wang Zijia, which he had bought while wandering the streets.

It was just an ordinary chicken, nothing special about it.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, triggering the Divine Power Seed within his body.

In the next moment, his mana skyrocketed, a massive amount of mana turned into silver runes, enveloping the terrified chicken.

Slowly, a blood silver mini coffin began to take shape, but Wang Zijia’s mana was already at its limit.

Without hesitation, he activated his External Dantian, maintaining mana output.

When about half of the mana from the External Dantian was consumed, using up three times his total mana, the silver runes finally solidified, and a blood silver coffin materialized.

Inside it, a chicken was peacefully sealed.

"Did it work?"

His pupils shifting in color, Wang Zijia looked at the chicken, suspended in time, a delightful expression on his face.

After observing for a long time and confirming that the lifespan of the chicken was nearly at a standstill, Wang Zijia let out a sigh of relief.

Self-Sealing Lifespan was common in the Cultivation World, and many sect big shots did this when they were about to die, leaving a hope and backup plan for their sect, along with a tiny possibility for themselves.

But such methods were high-end and were most often used by those who could cross the tribulation.

For him, at an Infant God level, it was not easy to find a method to achieve this level of Self-Sealing, of course, if he really wanted to, he would be able to find it.

After all, simply Self-Sealing to extend the lifespan was not a world-shocking secret technique.

But if you sealed for ten thousand years, there would not be any substantial changes. Some would even experience cultivation regression.

So, it was not very popular!

Yet this one thing was key to deciding whether Wang Zijia could realize his ideas or not.

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While suppressing his excitement, Wang Zijia, after taking two elixir pills to recover his mana, did not stop the experiment.

He took out the previously purchased materials with space attributes, under Wang Zijia’s careful handling, they slowly transformed into a unique Void Spirit Jade Talisman.

In the next moment, Wang Zijia released the Divine Power Seed: Spatial-Temporal Stealth once more. But this time, his mana did not seal anyone.

Countless runes merged into the Void Spirit Jade Talisman, and the talisman gradually deformed, eventually becoming a two-finger-wide, finger-long, blood-red mini coffin.

The coffin exuded a colorful streaming light, extraordinarily beautiful, just like a rare treasure.

However, Wang Zijia, looking at the talisman in front of him, frowned.

This talisman, Wang Zijia clearly felt, lacked something.

With a frown, he lifted his hand and removed the previous seal on the chicken.

Without waiting for it to recover, Wang Zijia activated the freshly made talisman.

In the next instant, silver runes appeared once more.

Within a moment, the blood-red jade coffin sealed the chicken once again.

This time, Wang Zijia was thoroughly sure of the difference.

Unlike his own hands-on approach to sealing, the talsiman’s seal could only slow down the leakage of lifespan, not achieve a near pause of time.

This diminished speed, at most, delayed it by about twenty times!

This made it insignificant!

"Why? If I do it myself, the sealment can be completed, but using a talisman doesn’t work? Aren’t they all my spells? Where’s the problem?"

After contemplating for a long while and studying diligently, Wang Zijia said.