My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 723 - 613: On a Whim

Chapter 723: Chapter 613: On a Whim

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then stated directly, "Let’s go along with it. The formation of such an alliance is inevitable. The worst-case scenario is that we might lose some benefits. Besides, out of everyone, our relationship with Wanyu has always been the closest and has remained unbroken over the years."

Upon hearing this, Wenren Shouqing immediately nodded in agreement, saying, "That’s what I was thinking as well. After all, it seems we can’t afford to offend that Sword Immortal. We aren’t getting any younger and if the need arises, we should, at the very least, ensure that we aren’t in their bad books, regardless of any favors or grudges!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man replied, "What I’m more concerned about is that exaggerated rumor. Is this person truly the reincarnation of an ancient guru and do they have the potential to become immortal?"

"If it’s true, the Immortal Alliance could also be re-established. We have the foundation for it. It’s just that each family has too many ideas and lacks a person with supreme authority."

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That night, within the Loose Cultivator City, the righteous path initially converged, with every family in a state of flux.

Meanwhile, the Sun Family, the host of the conference, seemed to disappear after handing over some matters to the disciples of several families who had followed them, trying their best to minimize their presence.

Within the same city existed a hundred different worlds.

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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia and a large group of disciples from the Etiquette Institute met up.

Dozens of God Monarchs and several Perfected Ones, they formed a great mass.

Most of them were experienced diplomats from the Etiquette Institute and were part of this conference’s delegation.

After three days of familiarization, Wang Zijia had gotten acquainted with many of them.

"Greetings to Martial Uncle Red Sun!"

"Greetings to God Monarch Red Sun!"

"······"

Seeing Wang Zijia arriving, the disciples who had been waiting for a long time greeted him together.

Wang Zijia scanned the crowd and said, "It’s about time. Let’s go. Let’s not keep the other three factions waiting."

Following Wang Zijia’s words, everyone responded in unison.

Then, a large crowd moved towards the center of the building complex.

At the center of the building complex was a large specially constructed building, specifically prepared for this conference.

This was a very modern-looking hall!

The entire room was divided into four sections, filled with many chairs. In the center was a circular area formed by individual seats, with many main seats for each faction. The center was hollow.

Overall, it looked somewhat similar to the layout of the United Nations General Assembly in his previous life.

Of course, it lacked the clutter of cameras but had many arrays mixed in which lent it an air of Xianxia genre.

The entrances at the main gate were a total of four. Each faction could enter from their respective positions.

The overall design was very practical and purpose-built, demonstrating great ingenuity!

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When Wang Zijia arrived with his group, the remaining three factions in the conference venue had almost all gathered.

Of course, it was far from the stage of waiting for Wang Zijia and his party to sit. They had all just taken their seats, one after the other.

Guided by the instructions, Wang Zijia and his group occupied the round main seats at the forefront of the Wanyu camp. Because the center was empty, all four factions could clearly see all the people in the main seat.

But before Wang Zijia could sit down, a group of leaders from the Daqian Team stood up together and respectfully saluted Wang Zijia, saying, "Greetings, Ninth Ancestor!"

Wang Zijia: "······"

Flying Immortals: "·······"

Wentian Pavilion: "······"

In an instant, the entire conference fell into a strange silence.

The conference hadn’t even started yet, and Daqian was already assuming such a stance. Was that okay?

Did we need to discuss anything further?

Should we simply let Wanyu decide everything?

Watching Daqian suddenly stir up such a scene, what attitude did they need to wear under such circumstances?

The representatives of Wentian Pavilion and Flying Immortals exchanged helpless glances. They knew that the upcoming matters wouldn’t go smoothly.

Originally, they were somewhat wary of that Sword Immortal, Sheng Hong, and now with Daqian’s move, the two factions were unsure of how to defend against his onslaught!

Wang Zijia halted for a moment before taking his seat without any expression.

This Fifth Brother of his, this Li Shenghui·······

Calling him utilitarian might be right as he was indeed very utilitarian.

But in terms of methods······ he really was awesome.

Even if he relied on flattering and fawning methods, Wang Zijia had to admire his strategy.

He had tried to remain as cold as those goddesses!

But even though he knew the other’s intentions, once they figured out his needs and began to make their moves, instead of causing Wang Zijia to feel disgusted, it seemed that he was inexplicably accepting the other’s goodwill.

He was receiving some favor!

It must be said that Li Shenghui, who had managed to stand out among his many siblings, defeating the younger generation, outlasting the older generation, and ultimately ruling over Daqian for seven thousand years, had his reasons!

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After a moment of silence, the leading man from the Flying Immortals, also a pinnacle Great Cultivator of the Yuan Shen, laughed and said, "The opening act by Daqian is indeed unique, huh!"

The leaders of Daqian Team ignored them, and after they completed the etiquette, they sat down again.

Wang Zijia looked around at everyone and said, "Let’s cut the talk, and get straight to setting the guidelines."

From Wentian Pavilion it was said: "Hmm, yesterday the teachers settled the overall guidelines for the alliance, let’s talk about the specifics today."

Wang Zijia nodded, grabbed the topic directly, and began to dominate the discussion: "I’ve already had this in mind..."

"I agree!"

"I think it works!"

"Pretty good!"

After Wang Zijia roughly finished speaking, Daqian’s team found no issues, so they all agreed without deliberation.

This made those of Flying Immortal and Wentian Pavilion frown in unison, realizing that this meeting would be tricky, with difficulties arising right from the start.

In an instant, both sides realized the severity of the problem.

In particular, Wang Zijia seemed to be a Yuan Shen Cultivator, but the attitude of respect from the teachers yesterday, coupled with Daqian’s attitude, made it impossible for them to confront him directly, which was quite problematic.

Therefore, after only a while into the meeting, Flying Immortal and Wentian Pavilion harmoniously requested a break.

Even for the accomplished individuals present, staying up for three days and three nights would not tire them out.

However, as both sides made this proposal, they had to take a break.

...

About a quarter of an hour later, when the meeting resumed, Wentian and Flying Immortal had both switched their main representatives.

"Pavilion Master Du, what a leisurely appearance, to make time to attend discussions on mundane matters with us at the lower levels." Wang Zijia said, looking at the suddenly appearing Du Yudao.

"Hey, if Daoist Brother Wang is leading, can we allow disciples to attend? Wouldn’t that be neglecting you?"

In the midst of conversation, Du Yudao looked towards Wenren Shouqing, who had also personally joined the field. He said, "What do you think, Brother Wenren?"

"Let’s talk about alliance matters. What was discussed earlier? I was a bit late, so why don’t we start over?" Wenren Shouqing immediately directed the conversation towards the agenda.

"Yes, let’s talk about the real issues!" Du Yudao said with a smile.

Daqian’s side didn’t change their representative, but their attitude didn’t change despite the appearance of the heads of the two schools. They stuck with the attitude of considering Wang Zijia as their guiding principal.

Wang Zijia wasn’t upset and started the discussion again.

Of course, he did not pressure the other side with his identity again in an attempt to make them agree to some things clearly advantageous to Wanyu. Instead, he began to discuss matters seriously.

...

With the two school heads personally joining the field, although they spent more time fooling around and the disciples were still the main participants in the quarrels, the entire discussion entered the right track with their support.

In a situation where an alliance was intended, everything was progressing in an orderly manner.

Time flew by, three days passed in haste.

As everyone gradually became acquainted and figured out the general procedures, the pace of agreement on some matters quickened.

In the morning, both sides proposed their own suggestions and presented issues.

In the afternoon, they began to settle the process and solve the problems.

In the evening, they returned to sort out the day’s issues. If there was no problem, they would decide first thing in the morning, and if there was, they would present it again for back-and-forth debates.

Some things had to be debated several times before a result would appear.

Once everything fell into place, although not all of it was in favor of Wanyu, overall it was good news for Wanyu.

However, Wang Zijia felt inexplicably irritated since yesterday.

As a Great Cultivator of the Yuan Shen, this was a sign of intuition. He could not ignore it!

Getting nowhere after repeating some issues several times, he was even more frustrated.

Resorting to enlisting all the disciples in the Etiquette Institute to review the content of the discussions many times over, they still could not find the problem.

...

That night, feeling uncomfortable and unable to sleep, Wang Zijia lay alone on the rooftop, struck by a stupor, his arm under his head.

A figure quietly climbed up, settling down next to Wang Zijia, casually passed a jug of Spiritual Wine to him.

Without looking, Wang Zijia knew who it was.

Among all the people, only Li Shengshi dared to approach him so quietly and hand him wine!

The Changbao team also came this time and even had someone participating in the discussions in the Daqian camp.

The two drank wine and chatted.

"Does Ninth Brother have something on his mind?" Li Shengshi lying on the rooftop, one hand resting on the nape of his neck, the other holding the wine jug, following Wang Zijia’s example with one leg crossed over the other, gazing at the stars in the sky, asked in a carefree manner.

Wang Zijia didn’t evade the question, saying, "Since yesterday, I’ve been feeling something is off, inexplicably irritable, but after looking at the agreed content for half the day, having all the disciples check for a while, we still can’t find any problem."

"But I feel something’s off, I just feel a kind of unknown irritation."

"Intuition?" Li Shengshi’s actions of drinking paused, as he asked.

Wang Zijia nodded, replying, "It seems so, although I am not a professional calculation cultivator, I do have some skills. The people from Wentian Pavilion should not be able to trap me without my noticing."

Li Shengshi pondered for a moment, suggesting, "Could it be that Ninth Brother has considered this wrongly, perhaps it’s not about the conference?"

"Not about the conference? What else could it be? Could it be the Bloodlight Disaster?" Wang Zijia asked sarcastically.

But once the words came out, they both turned their heads in shock, looking at each other at the same time.