My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 32 - Big Shot

After the conversion of True Qi into mana, his special sense not only didn’t disappear, but due to the Evil Spirit Root, it became even more keen. Although this Evil Spirit Root was forced to give birth to a child, it had turned into an Earth Spirit Root that could “till the land”.

Wang Zijia sensed the direction of the fluctuation for a moment and quietly slipped into a side street.

After advancing three blocks, his qi fluctuating, Wang Zijia hid his figure in the shadows of an alleyway.

Spiritual Light moving like quicksand, he disappeared like a chameleon, while temporarily converting the value of his talisman-making to fortify his Earth Spear Technique.

Just moments later, a man in his twenties, carrying a three-year-old child, darted into the alley and quickly made his escape.

Before the man could even cross the alley, an earthy yellow spear, about a meter long, was quickly launched.

“What?!”

“Pfft!”

The man was shocked, but everything happened too suddenly, he had no time to react and was pinned to the ground by a spear through his chest.

“Pfft!”

Immediately after, another spear flew out, piercing through his brain. Before his death, he couldn’t even see who was ambushing him.

The sleeping baby used as a hostage in the man’s arms didn’t even wake up before all noises ceased permanently.

Wang Zijia waited a while, after confirming the man’s death, he quietly revealed himself.

The main reason was that the man seemed a bit strange, clearly having the aura of an Evil Seed on him but appearing as a normal person.

The man was also carrying a child, Wang Zijia did not want any accidents, so he struck quickly and carefully.

Upon reaching the dead man, he first carefully took the sleeping child in his arms, checked for injuries, and after confirming that the child was unharmed, put him on the ground beside them.

Then he looked over the corpse, indeed there were no unusual signs, but the mana confirmed that the man’s body had indeed been contaminated by the Evil Seed, and it was quite strong, at least at the level of a Congenital martial artist.

After contemplating for a moment, he let his mana flow, channeling it into the man’s body in an attempt to hook something out.

As expected, a wisp of dark red mist, following his mana, actively flew out.

“I’ve got it”

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijia’s face lit up with joy, his mana quickly circulated, forming a Spiritual Light Group and enveloping it.

Wang Zijia looked at the sealed Evil Seed aura with a pleased expression. In the past two days, he had been trying not to absorb it on the spot, but True Qi couldn’t hold it in, he could only absorb it on the spot, it was too dangerous.

Now that his mana had not let him down, it was something to be happy about. Yes, more likely, it was credited to the Evil Spirit Root and the mutant mana.

Wang Zijia happily brought out a prepared jade box and sealed it in.

He then turned around, intending to leave the baby at the doorstep of the Law Enforcement Team

“Crack!”

Just then, a fierce gaze swept over him, and immediately, cracks appeared on Wang Zijia’s body as if he were made of porcelain. Incredibly, his Concealment Technique was suddenly broken. It was incredibly abrupt.

“Who’s there!”

Startled, Wang Zijia cried out with all his might, attempting to alert the combat personnel nearby.

“Eh?”

At the entrance of the alley, a surprised voice was heard, “You can even counteract warning signs with your concealment technique. A mud transmutation, huh? That’s a pretty unconventional Concealment Technique.”

Wang Zijia quickly spun around, only to find a middle-aged man standing at the mouth of the alley, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

“Hey, little fellow, where are your elders? Won’t you call them out for a chat? I’m quite curious!” The middle-aged man walked forward leisurely, curiously sizing up Wang Zijia.

Upon recognizing his face, Wang Zijia’s face turned accusatory, and he quickly bowed in salute, saying, “Wang Zijia, a servant of the Wanyu Pavilion, pays his respects to Elder Luo!”

Yes, the person who had appeared was indeed the leader who had come to the city this afternoon, a true disciple of the sect, whose cultivation was unknown. At any rate, he was a person Wang Zijia couldn’t contend with!

“Ah, you’re a disciple of my Sect?” Elder Luo seemed to have mistaken Wang Zijia for something else. After seeing Wang Zijia’s salute, he asked with a strange expression, “From Wanyu Pavilion, a servant?”

“Ha, is the threshold for the selection of the Outer Sect so high now? But a beginner at the “Child” stage, valuing not even ten years of Dao cultivation, learning one advanced concealment technique and one intermediate offensive technique, both already mastered? Such talent. Shouldn’t he be waiting to be promoted to the Outer Sect instead of being sent out to do Odd Jobs?”

“Responding to Elder Luo, I inherited the role of servant from my father. Strictly speaking, I have not yet applied for the beginner’s status.” Wang Zijia replied as such.

Elder Luo gave Wang Zijia another glance, took out some sort of card and began to examine it.

“Interesting, truly interesting, and you really are one of ours. I, an old man, had too much expectation.” Elder Luo looked at Wang Zijia, sizing him up repeatedly, as he spoke.

“What are you doing with the Evil Seed?”

“Erm, I’m just curious, just studying it. My father taught me before his death, that the unknown is the biggest source of instability.” Wang Zijia blurted out with utmost seriousness, once again pulling out the cheap old father of the original body to take the blame.

“Study? You do have quite the courage. Do you know that once you’re polluted, let alone a small ‘child’ like you, even ‘Perfected’ elders will have a hard time getting rid of it?”

Elder Luo looked at Wang Zijia, and then at the corpse behind him. His eyes flickered, seemingly reconfirming whether Wang Zijia had been polluted.

“Being polluted is better than being in fear all the time, praying that misfortune will not fall upon oneself. At least I am prepared, my heart is no longer afraid.”

Upon saying this, Wang Zijia paused, then added, “Moreover, I didn’t dare expose myself tonight until elder Luo and others arrived! If it was still as chaotic as it was a few days ago, I wouldn’t dare to take such risks!”

“Ha ha, you sly little guy.” Elder Luo laughed and said, “But you do have some boldness and ambition. By the way, what technique did you use to farm the Evil Seed without any traces of mana pollution?”

“Er, I just took it like that, using mana to draw it out using mana. That’s all, didn’t use any technique. As for the rest, I wouldn’t know.” As Wang Zijia was talking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and added:

“Oh, right. My father said my Spiritual Roots have some mutation. Plus, the Earth-based mana probably has stronger resistance.”