My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 614 - 531: Purpose

Chapter 614: Chapter 531: Purpose

The result, of course, was that nobody benefited from it.

After both sides lost many disciples, they didn’t go berserk. The big shot from Devil Gate saw the futility of the situation, scared of being ganged upon by the Three Sects, and chose to retreat.

The Devil Gate’s plan, which had been in place for over two years, resulted in the loss of tens of thousands of true transmissions. Ultimately, they only sacrificed a few dynasties, turning a corner of the Northern Region into a Blood Sea. Nothing more.

Let alone eliminating the God Monarch on the defensive line, the fundamental situation of the Northern Region’s defensive line remained unchanged.

Instead, it provided an opportunity for the Sect to firmly establish the array controlling the domain in the Northern Region, and a robust defensive line was established.

······

After a long while, Wang Zijia finished the entire briefing and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had noticed something amiss earlier on by various reports.

Fortunately, the high-level management of the sect were not fools. They also noticed the issue.

Overall, the sect gained a lot from this. At the cost of billions of mortals, they severely inflicted the Devil Gate.

As for those dead mortals······

In which war does no one die? The true disciples of the Wanyu Sect, who had lifespans of hundreds of years, and those Perfected who could suppress several countries for 500 years in the Mortal World, were constantly dropping one by one every few days. The scenario should be even worse for the mortals.

In the end, this world does not revolve around humans!

That Wanyu didn’t intentionally use the civilians as bait was already enough to live up to the name of the Profound Sect Orthodox School!

After reading the message, Wang Zijia’s gaze rested on several images.

The power of the collision between the two Seventh-Rank Immortal Arrays, which was capable of destructing heaven and earth, gave Wang Zijia goosebumps.

Even if it were a God Monarch, they would look insignificant in the face of such an attack. Even the most powerful figure Crossing Tribulation couldn’t withstand several hits.

Finally, his gaze settled on a blood-colored plain.

Looking out, there were no mountains or forests, only an endless blood-colored swamp, with a faint blood mist floating on its surface like a sea.

Looking at the image, Wang Zijia could smell a faint odor of blood, quietly speaking of the resentments contained within.

"Have all the Northwestern countries turned into this landscape?" Wang Zijia asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" An Xingsheng looked at the blood-red light screen pointed out by Wang Zijia and said cautiously, "Seven countries on the northwestern border vanished in this war. They transformed into a field of blood-colored swamps, and it’s impossible to live there now."

"Fei Peng, Kun Ling, and now the Northern Region, what does the Bone Soul Sect intend to do?" Wang Zijia frowned and murmured, seemingly asking, and seemingly talking to himself.

"I don’t know about this." An Xingsheng replied.

Wang Zijia wasn’t actually asking him and naturally didn’t expect him to answer.

The two were silent for a moment. Wang Zijia turned off the light screen on his Identity Card, saying, "Apart from this, anything significant has happened recently in the Sect or within our Faction?"

"Everything is fine within the Faction. Due to the presence of shops opened by hundreds of God Monarch clans on Jade Talisman Street, after a year of fermentation, our Jade Talisman Faction has become the core of the westernmost factions. We are heading to become a central core faction of the outer ring."

"It’s foreseeable that our Faction will experience a great explosion in the next Ascending Immortal Conference. Additionally, you, as the Faction leader, can try and ask for more support from the Sect, turning us into the center of the new western area······"

An Xingsheng pulled out his record book. As he flipped through it, he reported earnestly:

"As for the Sect, aside from the emergence of two new God Monarchs half a year ago, there’s nothing special."

He, who used to be a secretary only capable of lingering in the Fu Tower on the edge of the Qifu Faction, was growing into a big shot, set to be the President of the Jade Talisman Faction.

Wang Zijia inquired for quite some time and only after understanding the general situation did he allow An Xingsheng to leave.

After An Xingsheng left, Wang Zijia didn’t stay in the room to check and calculate the documents prepared by An Xingsheng.

Instead, he also got up and left the White Peach Tower, flying towards Qifeng.

As soon as he left, Xiang Feifei rushed back from the foot of the mountain.

"Where is my husband?" Upon encountering An Xingsheng, Xiang Feifei asked urgently.

An Xingsheng pointed at Qifeng and said, "He’s gone to the Sect!"

Xiang Feifei was frustrated and exclaimed, "Why didn’t you inform me earlier?"

"Senior Sister, I informed you as soon as I finished reporting! Who knew that as soon as he turned around, he would leave!"

······

As Wang Zijia flew toward Qifeng, he was clearly aware of the changes in the Outer Sect these past two years.

More than three or four years ago, when Wang Zijia had just started, the Wanyu Outer Sect was in its prime, carrying the laziness and decadence typical of complacency and prosperity.

But now, the entire Outer Sect was desolate, with an alternative sort of flourishing prosperity in stern solemnity. Their spirits had, in fact, greatly improved.

War······for the lower class, it really was a baptism!

This war extinguished countless lives and dreams but also created countless disciples and started various legends.

······

Inheritance Peak, Lower Mountain Area, the center of the Preaching Lineage, Heavenly Inquiry Tower.

Wang Zijia landed from the descending zone and quickly found Zhang Xiumin.

"Greetings to Senior Sister!" Wang Zijia greeted.

Zhang Xiumin, upon seeing Wang Zijia, immediately rose respectfully and said, "Junior Brother Wang, you are too polite. Do you wish to see the patriarch?"

"Yes, is he here?" Wang Zijia asked.

"Just in time. The patriarch came back yesterday; if you came one day earlier, you wouldn’t have found him," Zhang Xiumin replied.

"Then please convey my message to him!" Wang Zijia requested.

"Sure. Wait a moment!"

With that said, Zhang Xiumin hurriedly departed.

······

A short while later, the Eighth Floor of the Heavenly Inquiry Tower.

As Wang Zijia entered the room, he saw immediately that the Tower Master, Zhang Decheng, was not busy as he usually was in the room, he was not even in the room at all.

But Zhang Xiumin had told him that Zhang Decheng was in the room. Wang Zijia looked up for a moment.

The other door in the room opposite him was open, and through the window, he could see someone outside.

Wang Zijia walked through the side door and arrived on the exterior circular tower corridor.

At first glance, he saw Zhang Decheng stood at a corner of the corridor, with hands on his back, lost in thought as he gazed into the distance.

Wang Zijia looked following his gaze, and from here the view was excellent, the sight of several giant mountains and a misty canyon were clearly discernible.

Wang Zijia took a few steps forward, reaching where Zhang Decheng stood.

"Greetings, Tower Master!"

"It’s you, kid. Did you come to see me today for something?" Zhang Decheng regained his focus, glancing at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment, then said, "I’ve heard about the situation in the Northern Region, so I hurried back to the sect. Does the Tower Master know about the situation in the north? I heard we won, didn’t we?"

"Where is there any win or loss? With hundreds of millions of people turned into a blood swamp, do you think that’s a victory?"

At his words, Zhang Decheng turned his head slightly, looking at the scenery outside, silent for a while, before finally saying,

"What’s even more infuriating is that there’s no way to even the score. It’s not as if we can just go to the Devil Gate’s human and livestock fields and start killing randomly."

At this, Wang Zijia also fell silent.

The two men looked at the misty valley outside and the seven towering peaks that reached the heavens, both silent for a long while.

"At least... we did our best! We have nothing to be ashamed of." After a long time, Wang Zijia finally said this.

Zhang Decheng looked back at Wang Zijia and laughed, scolding, "You little stinker, I need your comfort?!"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia didn’t say anything more. After a moment’s hesitation, he asked, "Tower Master, may I ask a question?"

"Go ahead!" Zhang Decheng didn’t turn his head, he looked outside and said casually.

"Fei Peng, Kun Ling, and now the Northern Region, the first time can be excused as it was unexpected. But this is already the third time the Devil Gate has done this."

"Even though we’ve already taken it seriously and guarded against it on all fronts, they still stick to the same tactics. In such a challenging situation, what are they after?"

Zhang Decheng didn’t reply immediately. He went quiet for a while, as if recalling something or contemplating his words, before finally saying,

"Have you heard of Qi Chounu, the previous leader of the Bone Soul Sect?"

Wang Zijia nodded, recalling some of the material he read before, "Devoured his brother, violated his sister-in-law, killed his father, soaked his entire clan in blood to achieve enlightenment; destroyed cities, judged the sect, performed countless blood sacrifices to cross the tribulation."

Zhang Decheng turned to look at Wang Zijia, saying, "Do you know that he tried to cross the tribulation and become an immortal over a thousand years ago?"

Wang Zijia was taken aback, then asked, "Did he not succeed?"

Zhang Decheng nodded, then shook his head, saying, "The sect thought he had failed, but when the Head Teacher raided the Bone Soul Sect last time, he felt the presence of a Turbid Immortal."

Wang Zijia’s pupils contracted, and his face changed dramatically.

"You don’t need to worry too much. If that guy had really become a Turbid Immortal, he wouldn’t have been able to hide it. Clearly, there’s been some issue. As for your previous question..."

Zhang Decheng paused momentarily before continuing, "The method of Human Pill Blood Sacrifice is prevalent in the Devil Gate, especially the core lineage of the Blood Demon Sect."

"Thousands of years ago, when the Immortal Venerate perished, he used a stunning technique to sever their lineage, cutting off the core inheritance of the Blood Demon Sect’s sect master lineage: the Blood Demon Legacy."

"Somehow, this guy managed to obtain a part of it, leading to his current success."

Wang Zijia’s eyes narrowed slightly as he asked, "Are you saying, Tower Master, that he wishes to repeat his previous methods, using our sect as a blood sacrifice to become an Immortal?"

"Who knows? But according to the records, each time his cultivation level improved in the past, he committed heinous sins. It’s just that he didn’t leave a blood swamp like this time," Zhang Decheng replied in this way.

Wang Zijia did not continue to ask questions, as it was clear that Zhang Decheng only knew so much.

The sect’s understanding of his actions was just a guess.

"By the way, how are your tasks progressing? You’ve been gone for almost two years, other places are progressing in full swing, but you’re still quiet," Zhang Decheng changed the topic.

Wang Zijia paused, feeling the additional twenty-odd special Demon-Seeding targets in his mind, and said, "Soon!"

Seeing that Wang Zijia wasn’t willing to say more, Zhang Decheng didn’t ask anything further, but reminded, "If you have any tactics, it’s best to speed it up."

Wang Zijia paused, then asked in surprise, "Why?"

"A Turbid Immortal can break the current stalemate, especially a Turbid Immortal from the Devil Gate. No matter how stupid Daqian and the Flying Immortal are, they understand the seriousness of the situation," said Zhang Decheng in this way.