My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 596 - 518: The Emergence of a Sword Immortal Named Sheng Hong

Chapter 596: Chapter 518: The Emergence of a Sword Immortal Named Sheng Hong

Gradually, he discovered something different!

When he cast spells by himself, he didn’t know if it was because of his own uniqueness or the effect of the Divine Power Seed, there were slight fluctuations of time-space power during the process.

This was the key to sealing the target, making the target’s time nearly stop.

However, when Wang Zijia’s spells were sealed with the Sealing Technique, this slight special power was not preserved, resulting in a flawed jade charm.

Although what was missed was just a faint power, it was the core power of the entire spell!

After discovering the difference, Wang Zijia looked at the Blood Coffin Jade Charm with a frown, falling into deep thought.

Was the material for the jade charm unsuitable?

So, to make a Spirit Sealing Jade Talisman with full effects, does it need a time-space attribute material, and a lone space material won’t work?

Damn, a thing of time-space attribute is a top-notch item in the cultivation world, where do I get the money to buy it, and even if I can afford it, it won’t be worth it...

At this thought, Wang Zijia paused.

He suddenly dived into the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, under the Golden Balance, more than ten silver light spots were twinkling.

These were today’s gains, things that Wang Zijia had not converted into value points.

He took out a light spot, carefully mixed it into space material, and made a unique Void Spirit Jade Talisman with a time-space attribute.

Subsequently, Wang Zijia repeated his technique and started to seal the Spacetime Stealth Technique into the jade charm again.

A moment later, Wang Zijia made a Blood Jade Coffin Talisman that was sparkling with silver light.

Without delay, Wang Zijia triggered the jade charm on the chicken in front of him.

In an instant, the exact same seal appeared, and the chicken was sealed in the blood-red silver coffin. Its time was almost stopped at this moment, and probably wouldn’t change much for thousands of years if no one destroys it.

"I made it! I really made it! Haha..." Wang Zijia said with a surprised look, and let out a hearty laugh.

With this thing, some of the risky ideas he had come up with now had room to play!

...

The next day, Wang Zijia left a few avatars in the courtyard to make Love Poison Pills and wait for the next materials transfer.

He also kept the two kids from the Ye family.

They were too young and had barely any cultivation, taking them along was inconvenient, and they couldn’t withstand rough handling.

He didn’t want the Five Big Heads to be accidentally ruined by him!

Li Shengshi and Little Turtle, however, were carried with him by Wang Zijia to build relationships and increase favorability at any time, and establish permanent bonds.

"Does Ninth Highness really want to exterminate demons all over the territory?" On the city wall, Li Lan asked, looking at Wang Zijia with a puzzled expression.

She really didn’t understand what Wang Zijia was after!

Wang Zijia laughed and said, "City Master Li may not know my status. Let’s just say that every extra day I live is a profit. Under this circumstance, it’s good to do something for Changbao! At least let people know that I, Li Shenghong, have been to this world!"

Hearing this, Li Lan looked at Wang Zijia’s forehead white hair, and said, "If Ninth Highness needs anything, you can send a message to me. If I can do it, I will definitely not delay."

"Nothing else, just help me keep an eye on anomalies everywhere!" Wang Zijia replied.

"Don’t worry, I care more about the Illusion Master than you do, once it grows up, Changbao will be gone!" Li Lan replied.

Wang Zijia saw this and said no more, "In that case, I’m going to find those infected demons, City Master Li can just defend the rear area!"

"Goodbye!"

The two said their farewells, Wang Zijia surrounded by five swords, transformed into a streaming light and left.

Li Lan watched Wang Zijia leave, and only after a long time did she say: "Demonslaying Sword Immortal, is he trying to seek posthumous fame? The Confucianism and Sword Dao of Daqian really make people admire!"

...

In Stone Bull City, ghosts started to appear in the city half a month ago.

Invisible and intangible, yet they existed.

At first, it was just people being killed instantly, but then there appeared victims who were torn to pieces, and crushed to dust.

In just half a month, countless people had been attacked, and now, after being killed, their bodies were turned into skeletons, moving as if they were alive.

Broad daylight, like the Ghost Sludge!

The entire Stone Bull City had completely lost its order, and survivors hid in their own homes, waiting for the legendary immortals to arrive.

The brave ones, or those with not much food stored at home, tried to go out to look for food or simply to flee the city.

They ended up being attacked by these invisible ghosts.

If it continued like this, in one or two months at most, the entire city of hundreds of thousands of people would die completely and become a city of skeletons.

...

After Wang Zijia left Fu Hou City, he checked the map for a moment and selected some cities that lacked the power to defend and were suspected of being devastated by Time Ghosts, based on the general information given by Li Lan in the past few days.

When he arrived at the first stop, Stone Bull City, besides sensing four Time Ghosts, he also saw some skeletons similar to those in the Three Realms Temple starting to appear in the dilapidated city.

These skeletons didn’t have silver energy inside them, they were purely skeletons, turned into such after being killed by the Time Ghosts and then infected by the pollution inside the Ghosts.

As the situation continued, it was clear that the city would ultimately transform into a skeleton ruination, with the few time ghosts, the instigators of it all, evolving into its ’elite’ monsters, much like Faxin under the Buddha Tower did before, contributing part of its power to the formation of Changbao’s Mysterious Domain.

Ackin to a corner of the Three Realms Temple in the past.

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Wang Zijia perceived something in the mid-air of the city for an instant and immediately activated the Spatial-Temporal Stealth. His figure vanished into the void in a flash.

A big baby transformed into a dark red longsword, held by Wang Zijia, was skillfully maneuvering behind the Time Ghost.

This was a tall figure wearing a wealthy weng’s robe, who was most likely a portly man in his past life, but now had thinned down to bare bones.

The clothes he originally wore now hung loosely and were tattered to near rags, turning the once exquisite piece into a beggar’s attire, smeared all over with caked-up blood stains.

His trousers could not be found anywhere.

The mummy-like little doodad was swinging outside his body and had become unusually small, almost disappearing if not observed closely, leaving propriety thankfully untouched.

From this apparel, it could be guessed that the infected person in question was just an ordinary man before his demise.

However, this didn’t negate the strength he amassed after being eroded by time. Within a short span of half a month, countless lives ended at his hands.

Wang Zijia lay low behind him, sizing up the other party with a fleeting glance. His once attractive bare bottom was now almost invisible, offering no temptation whatsoever.

Subsequently, the ruthless Wang Zijia swung his sword with lightning speed.

"Swoosh!"

With a slight sound, the ghoulish skull soared high into the air. No fresh blood was splattered and the body now resembled a dried-up corpse.

A couple of moments later, the body crumbled and disappeared as if brushed away by the wind. A streak of silver light shot towards Wang Zijia, which he intercepted with his mana, preserving it in the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge.

As valuable resources that could expedite the progress of divine expertise, they were considered priceless to others. After all, the Immortal Path was incredibly difficult to fathom.

But this wasn’t the case for Wang Zijia. These resources were related to his future strategies and could not be mistaken with their worth of thousands, and be offered to their divine energy.

After dealing with the opposition, Wang Zijia stealthily headed for the next target.

Repeating the previous process.

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In no time, the several ghosts of the city were rapidly dispatched by Wang Zijia.

Then, Wang Zijia’s flesh and blood writhed all over his body and shed on the ground, transforming into identical avatars, dashing into the city to dispatch the skeletons who hadn’t gained much power yet, and rescue ordinary people trapped in the ruins.

Wang Zijia’s real body hovered in the center of the city, eyes closed in meditation, encircled by five dark red longswords.

Beautiful red rays, likened to the rosy dawn rays of salvation, illuminated the city’s hope, with the Demon Seeding spiritual light accompanying the light spots floating downwards.

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In a collapse, amidst the debris, Wang Zijia’s avatar pressed his hand on the ground, and the mud turned into crystals, quickly shrinking on both sides.

In the darkness underground, a couple with a child huddled in a corner, their eyes half-open, adjusting to the sudden light overhead.

An extraordinarily firm-looking man with white hair on his forehead stood in the center of the cave bathed in sunlight. His entire figure, framed by a glow as though bathed in holy light, flashed them a smile.

The dazzling sunlight enveloped his figure in a divine arc.

This spectacle was deeply etched in the minds of the couple and their child.

"The city’s disaster has ended. You have some martial way cultivation. Hurry to the city square for gatheriing. The organization management is being set up."

The god-like man said this to the family of three, or rather to the father, in the basement, then turned around to leave.

The three were stunned for a moment before they could muster the strength to climb out.

They were stunned by what they saw on entry.

In the streets, the ruins, the rooftops, there were replicas of unrivaled immortal figures everywhere, continuously moving around, searching, and rescuing.

Above them in the sky, an immortal man, surrounded by five swords, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, radiating a strange light that was flitting around in specks, sprinkling over the city like rosy clouds.

It was as if the holy ligh had entered their bodies, with a mild invasive feeling, as if something had burrowed into them.

The immortal man was examining their bodies and ’treating’ them.

This stunningly bizarre scene nevertheless put the three at ease.

A man took in his surroundings, where in the ruins of a partially collapsed high-rise building nearby, another unrivaled immortal man was bringing out several of his familiar neighbors.

The eye contact with the neighbors also conveyed a sense of shock and a vague feeling of peace.

In the streets, all over the city, tens of thousands of divine web-bodied immortal avatars were spread out everywhere, quickly spotting every surviving person.

Those found with certain abilities were directed to the square to wait for instructions. Those without abilities were told to wait for aid at home.

Those who needed healing were treated by an avatar. Either mana was used to help them recover, or water mixed with immortal pills was used for medication.

During this process, many children with spiritual roots were found.

In such dark ages, especially in the border areas, a nationwide comprehensive inspection of spiritual roots was almost non-existent. Many of the spiritual roots were overlooked, especially among the civilians.

Although it’s hard to find spiritual roots among the descendants of civilians, there are quite a few under a huge base number!