My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 688 - 587: Miracle building? World Wonder?

Chapter 688: Chapter 587: Miracle building? World Wonder?

This was equivalent to using the inheritance dissected from a Mortician as a material to create a top-level Ming Device!

It even already possessed some rule characteristics of a Seventh-grade Immortal Artifact!

At least when Wang Zijia was rejected just now, there was no way for him to enter due to spatial shifting!

"No way, even if the Mysterious Domain is to be annihilated, it would be necessary to separate this room in advance and refine it into a special instrument!"

"With this, it would impact not only Wanyu but also my Demon Suppression Sect greatly."

"En, it would be even better if we could remove the feature of variability!"

"Then move it to Duobao World, wouldn’t it be a proper miracle building, the Sect-suppressing Treasure!"

However, this miraculous building was slightly abnormal!

Wang Zijia looked at the sky full of light orbs, various thoughts flashing in his mind.

After a moment, after retrieving three more Spiritual Root light orbs, Wang Zijia was again thrown out of the Spirit Pavilion.

Wang Zijia pulled out another corpse, he was never lacking in corpses of Demons and Demon Dao, even if he ran out, he could quickly fetch more from the warehouse with his books.

The number of light orbs in the Spirit Pavilion wasn’t too many. After going in and out for half a day, Wang Zijia had thoroughly scoured the Spirit Pavilion!

During this process, Wang Zijia also basically confirmed that this Spirit Pavilion solidified mortician traits to help extract Spiritual Roots.

Like mortician, it wasn’t a hundred percent successful, but compared with the Mortician, it didn’t require any rituals, making it much simpler and faster!

Other than this special feature, the entire Spirit Pavilion building complex, was deserted.

After wandering around to confirm that he hadn’t missed anything, Wang Zijia threw two anchor points instruments in the Spirit Pavilion before reluctantly leaving.

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Since encountering the Alchemy Palace, the number of ghost buildings around had become scarce, most of them covered a very vast area, with their interiors full of deceitful and unpredictable happenings, extremely rich.

Wang Zijia had attempted to charge two buildings that he felt were somewhat threatening. After much bustling about, once he broke through, there was no benefit at all. The only outcome was that the ghost buildings had become somewhat dilapidated.

He then simply ignored all this and focused on the core area of the special series of buildings.

It was different from the second forbidden area: the Illusion Master of the ’Thousand Buddhas and Ten Thousand Appearances’, which could be identified at a glance.

So far, Wang Zijia had not tasted what the Illusion Master of the First Forbidden Land, the Life Forbidden Area, was like.

But one thing was certain, this was the first time Wang Zijia had come across a complete Mysterious Domain; before this, he was either bullying ’infants’ or beating the ’old disabled’!

After proceeding forward for a moment, Wang Zijia had already arrived at the very center of the core area.

Looking around, Wang Zijia saw several unique buildings.

A few miles to the west, there was a series of white jade pavilions similar in style to the Alchemy Palace. However, unlike the quiet Alchemy Palace and Spirit Pavilion, these pavilions were very bustling.

Long-legged spears patrolled the buildings like soldiers, fairy swords with ghost faces hung high in the sky, suppressing the whole building complex, and countless flying swords with ghost eyes guarded both sides, as if they were worshipping a king.

Theaters of fans, jade gourds filled with ghost mouths, and even many mysterious big sticks that appeared to be male genitals, poking around everywhere······

The entire building complex was incredibly bustling, it was simply a chaotic dance of demons!

With just one glance, Wang Zijia guessed what that place was.

"The Institute of Devices"

It could be said that the most extravagant building complex in the whole Mysterious Domain was probably here.

Especially that fairy sword with a ghost face hanging in the sky, it seemed to be a transformed fairy tool!

Also considering that the Qinglian Sword Sect played with swords, one could imagine the power of that ghostly object.

Wang Zijia swept his gaze over it and no longer paid any attention.

If the Illusion Master was in there, then he would let it be. The situation there was so serious that even if the big shots of the Wanyu Sect were called in, they probably wouldn’t be able to handle it.

The main thing was that strange fairy sword which was difficult for even those Cross Tribulation Major Repair to withstand!

Luckily, the peculiar beings born from each miraculous building could only move within the range of the building complex, they couldn’t even fly too high in the air.

If this strange fairy sword could run wildly in the entire Mysterious Domain, Wang Zijia would definitely run away without hesitation.

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The east side wasn’t very quiet either, it was a building area with towers occupying a small area but not having many large buildings, a tall tower in the center occupied most of the area of the building complex.

From the outside, the tower didn’t seem to have anything peculiar and looked like an ordinary building. But there was a loud noise of talking and reading emanating from it.

"Scripture Storing Pavilion"

Yes, this was the place Wang Zijia was most concerned about.

He just didn’t know how dangerous it was.

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While the west side was quiet amidst the bustle, the east side was eerily quiet amidst all the chattering. The comparison of both sides was vivid, and everything was filled with exceptional quality.

In the very center, which was also almost the center of the Mysterious Domain, unlike what Wang Zijia had guessed, there wasn’t the main hall of the Sect or the treasure land of the Sect.

Instead, there were a series of unremarkable, seemingly ordinary Qingwa buildings.

"Ancestral Hall"

This world, which was presumably a training grounds for the disciples of the Green Lotus Sword Sect from the Lower Realm, had oddly placed the Ancestral Hall in the heart of the whole Sect.

However, considering that there were quite a few monks walking on the Divine Dao within the Green Lotus Sword Sect, even the founder and the mysterious Dao Immortal Venerate were seen as a divine cultivator Sword Immortal, it wasn’t that strange at all.

Floating in the air, Wang Zijia surveyed the area within ten miles; after hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to the Scripture Pavilion first.

The Ancestral Hall and the Equipment Hall were more likely to contain the Illusion Masters, but the Sword Storing Pavilion was more appealing to Wang Zijia.

In this era, inheritances were destined to be the most precious cultivation resources!

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Floating towards the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Zijia entered. Besides the fact that the various noises around his ears grew clearer, there was nothing abnormal.

Of all the eerie buildings Wang Zijia had entered, this place was the most normal.

After entering from the front gate, he looked around the main building. From inside, noises of reading and talking were heard; it seemed like many people were inside.

Wang Zijia stepped in.

The next moment, he felt his hair stand on end. It was unsettling.

In fact, outside, he had heard a lot of noise, but the inside was somewhat deadly silent.

Looking around, it seemed to be a tower-like building; it was hollow in the middle, going straight to the top.

Right in the center of the hall, there should have been a peculiar, tall bookshelf extending to the top.

However, at this moment, the entire hollow center of the bookshelf tower had been replaced by countless masses of flesh and blood, like a flesh tower.

On the lively flesh and blood, there were thick tentacles covered with flesh lumps. At the end of each tentacle, there was a deformed, twisted human head.

Some heads had green faces and sharp teeth;

Some heads were all noses;

Some heads were hairless and covered with vertical pupils;

Some heads were bursting with flames······

At this moment, all the heads, supported by the floating tentacles in the air, were staring at Wang Zijia who had suddenly walked in. The scene was eerie and quiet.

Just as he walked in and encountered this scene, Wang Zijia was frozen for a moment, unsure if he should stay or leave.

After a short silent standoff, a strange flying skull, unsupported by tentacles, appeared. The skull, devoid of cranium, no, entirely devoid of skull, was entirely a brain made of a bizarre meat lump, and swam in front of Wang Zijia.

"Young man, are you here to study spells?" it seemed to be the manager of this place. There was a pause in its speech as it looked at Wang Zijia’s face, or rather his head, "Or are you here to give spells?"

’Study spells? Give spells?’

’Are you going to transplant a bizarre brain into me, or hang me up there? To become part of the spectacle?’

The brain-skull showed no recognition of its own peculiarity and horror. Like a ’senior’ librarian, it earnestly looked at Wang Zijia.

"Um... I’m just browsing, not studying or giving!" Wang Zijia, who was being stared at intently, awkwardly said.

"No... no... "

"Those who do not study are not good people!"

"Right, those who don’t love to study should be punished!"

The next moment, thousands of skulls were speaking simultaneously. The overlapping voices and the moving tentacles made the Scripture Pavilion even eerier.

Some skulls were so excited that the blood vessels on the flesh and blood tentacles that supported them swelled, and the weird lumps on them burst open.

Bright red blood flowed out, and when it fell to the ground, it disappeared before hitting the floor.

A weird sweet and fishy smell spread, suggesting that what flowed inside was not blood, but cinnabar? Spirit ink?

"With your level of cultivation, how can you not love to learn? Once you enter the Scripture Pavilion, you must learn one spell or give one." The brain-like flying skull was also clinging to Wang Zijia, saying so.

With the speech of the large brain, the heads in the sky began to fluctuate with spiritual light.

Wang Zijia had no doubt that if he refused again, the next moment, these skulls would spray spells all over the sky, drowning him.

After making a traceless attempt to communicate with the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, and found that it would not affect his escape, Wang Zijia then said:

"Well, Junior would like to learn a spell!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, the flesh tower wriggled, and countless empty tentacles retracted. The tentacles at the ends of the heads became excited, ready to be chosen.

"Hmm, hmm, good future generations love to learn!" The flying brain displayed a deformed and kind smile on its face, full of wrinkles, and asked, "What spell do you want to learn, young man?"

Looking at the heads in the air, Wang Zijia opened his mouth, "Junior has heard that in ancient times there was a shocking major power who grew Dao through devices and created the Immortal Canon called ’Duobao Primordial Immortal Classic’, which contains complete cultivation methods and spells, do we have it in our Pavilion?"

Originally, Wang Zijia had just tried to ask, but the answer from the brain in the next moment surprised him a little.

"Duobao Primordial Immortal Classic, well, you have already entered the Liangyi Primordial Magnetism Sword after all, it is indeed quite suitable for you!"

With the words of the old Daoist, the heads in the sky began to withdraw their tentacles as well. When the tentacles retracted into the tower of flesh and blood, the eerie heads were embedded on the flesh pillar; they truly regarded themselves as secret books, quietly inlayed on the bookshelves!

In just an instant, the heads supported by the tentacles in the sky were left with only three. Including the brain-like skull floating purely in the air, there were only four left.