My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 990 - 786: Meeting the Fire Spirit Ancestor_3

Chapter 990: Chapter 786: Meeting the Fire Spirit Ancestor_3

Wang Zijia this time did not embed it into his own eye socket, but just stretched out his left hand.

A rift automatically opened in the palm of his hand, flesh sprouts wriggling within the deep red flesh and blood, yet not a single drop of blood water flowed out, as if it were a grotesque eye socket.

Wang Zijia brought the crystal eye close to the wound, and the fluorescent fiber thread at its back seemed to sense something.

During the wriggling, it penetrated into the flesh and blood, entangling with the twitching flesh sprouts.

The next moment, as the nerve fibers behind the eyeball tensed up, Wang Zijia released the fingers pinching the eyeball.

"Pop!"

Like an ox tendon, the highly elastic fiber directly pulled the eyeball, embedding it into the palm of Wang Zijia’s left hand.

"Click-click!"

With a couple of faint blinks of the flesh, accompanied by the minute movements of flesh and blood, the wound on Wang Zijia’s palm transformed into a peculiar mechanical crystal eyeball.

With the connection complete, Wang Zijia discovered he had an extra blind spot; at this moment, he was watching himself, and there was a faint, strange Dao power available for him to summon.

The eyeball in his palm blinked twice and then closed again, the extra field of view disappeared, and no wound remained on his palm.

Wang Zijia nodded in satisfaction and turned his gaze back to the seal beneath his feet.

He did not remove the remaining two pieces of armament but instead spoke out, "Go back into stealth mode!"

As Wang Zijia spoke, the whole altar slightly vibrated, merging back into the bone altar and vanishing without a trace.

"Clap clap!"

Wang Zijia clapped his hands together, looked around to make sure everything was in order, and then retreated from the Immortal Bone Forbidden Land.

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Later, Wang Zijia returned to his clan to tidy up for a moment and reappeared, ready to go.

Once again summoning An Xingsheng, he asked, "How’s it going?"

"Reporting to the vein chief, I have conveyed the message. A disciple from the Fire Spirit Palace sent word saying: Fire Spirit Ancestor is free today and is at your service at any time!" An Xingsheng reported back.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Okay, then I’ll visit the Fire Spirit Pavilion!"

"Do you need a disciple to accompany you or to inform the Frost Fairy Monarch?" An Xingsheng inquired.

"No need, didn’t I say it’s a private matter? I don’t want it to be too formal," Wang Zijia casually said as he stood up and walked out of the Immortal Cliff Residence.

"Disciple understands!" An Xingsheng bowed respectfully and sent him off.

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Wang Zijia floated away from the Immortal Cliff Residence, transforming into divine rainbow light, and flew toward the building complex belonging to the Fire Spirit Palace.

In just a moment, Wang Zijia arrived at the core buildings of the Fire Spirit Palace.

From a distance, Wang Zijia could see several active volcanic mountain ranges with lava flows resembling active volcanoes converging in the core area of the Fire Spirit Palace, spreading a sea of fire that never extinguished year-round.

A cluster of White Jade Palaces stood in the sea of fire, intermittently visible, enduring day after day of refining by fire. These palaces had a resonant name: Fire Spirit Palace!

This was the reason why the Fire Spirit Pavilion was called the Fire Spirit Palace!

This thing, not only in the Five Elements Sect, but even on the Continent of Taiching, was considered a major landmark.

All five divisions of the Five Elements Sect—the Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth Five Pavilions—created a similar theme.

Wang Zijia paused briefly and directed himself straight toward the palaces at the center of the sea of fire.

Before he had even descended, an Earth Immortal accompanied by two children proactively came to greet him.

Wang Zijia naturally slowed his speed as well.

"I’ve seen Red Sun Senior!"

"I’ve seen Red Sun Immortal Venerable!" x2

The three of them respectfully greeted Wang Zijia with a bow.

"You are all very courteous. Is Fire Spirit Fellow Daoist available?" Wang Zijia responded to their bows with a nod and asked.

"Senior, please follow me. The Ancestor is waiting for you at the Eight Trigrams Pavilion!" The leading Earth Immortal, who came specifically to receive Wang Zijia, answered.

Wang Zijia gave a slight bow and replied, "Then I shall trouble you!"

"Senior, this way, please!"

As they spoke, Wang Zijia was led by the other party, passing through a special light screen and entering the palaces amidst the sea of fire.

As the core building complex of the Fire Spirit Palace, the area was very large, at least large enough to not be contained by one or two imperial palaces from the secular world.

Wang Zijia was guided by the leading Earth Immortal through a myriad of halls and finally arrived at a courtyard surrounded by misty immortal qi.

As soon as he entered the Courtyard, Wang Zijia detected a strong fragrance of medicine.

Wang Zijia, surprised, asked, "Pill Room? Is Fire Spirit Fellow Daoist concocting pills?"

The Earth Immortal shook his head and said, "To answer Senior, it’s not the Pill Room, but there is indeed a place for Alchemy in this courtyard. The Ancestor takes up the furnace when he has time, hence the Pill Qi. You’ll know the specifics when you get there, Senior."

Wang Zijia nodded in understanding.

Soon, Wang Zijia was brought to a place resembling a medicine garden, with a multitude of treasures in the middle stood an Octagonal Pavilion.

The Earth Immortal who was leading the way brought Wang Zijia to the entrance and then stopped, indicating that Wang Zijia could enter on his own.

As Wang Zijia stepped into this garden, which he wasn’t sure whether to call a flower garden or a medicine garden, he distinctly felt that within the plants and soil of the spiritual field, there were no less than ten pure-minded spirit plant essence monsters hiding underground, spying on him.

Those lively and jumpy Human Seed Dolls in this place could probably only count as low-grade treasure medicine, a standard garden belonging to an Immortal Venerate!

Another big shot!

Wang Zijia had some complaints in his heart!

It couldn’t be helped; those old antique-level Great Cultivators, with millions of years of accumulation, could become big landowners even by just farming, making him, still struggling for Magic money, feel powerless everywhere.

At the moment, in the center of the medicine garden, in the Octagonal Pavilion, there was a middle-aged Daoist Priest half-leaning in a chair, sipping tea alone.

The Daoist Priest wore a traditional Taoist Robe, looking very ordinary, like an ordinary Daoist Priest. His face was somewhat square-shaped, with a hint of Confucian elegance.

His demeanor was relaxed, with a comfortable posture, looking very at ease.

At a glance, was this person... lying flat?

That’s right, Wang Zijia sensed an air of resignation, as if this seemingly mature person conveyed the strong impression of an old man.

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