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My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 53 - A Chance Encounter
Chapter 53: Chapter 53: A Chance Encounter
Chapter 53 -53: A Chance Encounter
The mortician, Wang Zijia had heard quite a bit about the role already, mysterious, lots of information interwoven, making it hard to discern the facts.
From what he knew, they were mainly responsible for collecting corpses, burying, and conducting funerals within the sect.
Moreover, there was a rumor that after the great change of heaven and earth, Dao Law flourished again, and this was largely thanks to the achievements and status of the morticians.
Beyond that, Wang Zijia only knew one commonly known fact: Morticians seldom died of natural causes in old age. Most of them met untimely ends!
The Demon Suppressing Tower was their final resting place!
So, this profession was one of the most legendary among all the mystic professions in the world of cultivation.
Amidst his thoughts, Wang Zijia dropped down from the paper kite, and the paper kite transformed into something the size of a palm, resting on his shoulder.
Wang Zijia then began to wander around the mountains. He landed on Front Mountain since the graveyard was at Back Mountain, so besides a slightly cold factor, he didn’t feel any discomfort.
It seemed like all the surrounding mountainscapes had been maintained by people. It appeared natural yet not ruined. It was on a whole other level compared to top-rated scenic areas from his previous life.
Green mountains, gurgling spring water, mountains clouded in mist. Coupled with the highly concentrated spiritual energy, it was indeed a wonderful place.
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The only drawback was the slightly chilly temperature, and given the mountain’s background as a graveyard, it felt quite ominous.
During his tour, Wang Zijia unwittingly walked into a small mountain path. By the time he realized it was a dead-end, he already saw a small courtyard located at the end of the path.
The small courtyard looked exquisite. He originally wanted to check it out, but before he could get close, a thin, elderly man with sparse yellow hair and a gaunt face suddenly emerged from the courtyard.
Standing at the entrance, he didn’t say anything and just stared blankly at Wang Zijia.
“Uh…” Wang Zijia was slightly taken aback after seeing this scene, “Senior, I am a disciple come to receive the Law from the scripture pavilion!”
The old man remained silent and did not react. He just kept staring at him which sent chills down Wang Zijia’s spine.
After greeting him awkwardly, he decided to leave promptly. The man seemed not to move even after Wang Zijia was out of sight.
“I take back what I said earlier. This place isn’t as nice as I thought.”
Arriving back at the previous fork in the path, Wang Zijia started to climb upwards again.
He didn’t take the main road. Instead, he leisurely wandered through the mountains. It had been a long time since he had such a relaxing time outdoors and he relished it.
“Brother, master warned you not to choose the path of the mortician. You didn’t listen, and now you see the consequences. While I can enjoy my wine, you can only eat dirt.”
“What were all your efforts in life for?”
“In the end, all that’s left of you is a handful of yellow soil, not even a tombstone!”
“Look at me, eat well, drink well, and surrounded by caretakers.”
“I don’t have your talent, your heart, or even your cultivation level. But I live a more carefree life, and I live longer. Aren’t you mad!”
“….”
As he neared the peak, Wang Zijia was attracted by a unique fragrance of wine, and thus, he met the second living being.
It was another old man, somewhat like a scholar, but a bit unkempt. He appeared to be around fifty or sixty years old and gave off no mana fluctuations.
He was half lying in front of a pile of dirt, one arm supporting his back and the other one holding a gourd. His eyes were somewhat blurred with drunkenness, and he took a gulp from the gourd from time to time amidst his babbling.
Crystal clear wine poured from the gourd, shimmering with dazzling spiritual light. The strong fragrance of the wine was accompanied by the spread of a strange spiritual energy.
Wang Zijia subconsciously took a few breaths, feeling slightly intoxicated.
Immediately, he stopped and stood at a distance, staring at the old man babbling on in front of the dirt pile. Was he paying his respects at a gravesite?
Did Front Mountain also have graves?
As he was lost in thought, Wang Zijia, felt a bit dazed.
As his consciousness returned, he realized that he’d fallen asleep, leaning against a tree by the roadside.
“What the hell!” He woke up abruptly as his consciousness came back.
Looking around, he was at the same spot on the road. But the old man had disappeared. All that was left was a pile of dirt. It was also now afternoon.
“Did I sleep half the day away just because of a few whiffs of wine? What’s happening?!”
As Wang Zijia came to his senses, he felt something off about himself.
Cultivation: Child Intermediate Stage (25 years 2557/5000)
Spiritual Root: Special Earth Spirit Root
Method of Cultivation: Wanyu Basic Cultivation Technique
Talent: Spiritual Root Seed Demon
Magic techniques: Clay Control (Great Mastery), Rune Perception (Great Mastery),
talisman paper-making technique (minor accomplishment 500/1000),
Clay Shape-Shifting Stealth Technique (Beginner 300/600),
Earth Spear Spirit Arrow Technique (Beginner 200/400),
Spiritual Power Shaping (Not Yet Started 50/300),
Taiji: 82
Magic Money: 324
Watching his Dao cultivation suddenly increase by over a year, Wang Zijia was somewhat puzzled.
After all, he hadn’t been able to exchange for a single elixir in these past few days because he’d been saving money to buy magical techniques.
“Forget it, there are too many Big Shots on this peak, I should stop aimlessly wandering.”
Wang Zijia checked the sky and headed towards the uphill path. Regarding the sudden additional year of Dao cultivation, Wang Zijia was more apprehensive about the inexplicable fatigued sleep he had previously fallen into, and he even felt a little intoxicated at this moment.
After all, a year’s worth of Dao cultivation wasn’t too difficult for him to cultivate, it was just a matter of a few Explosive Spirit Pills.
After a while, Wang Zijia arrived at the peak. The entire peak of Inheritance Peak was occupied by a giant White Jade Pavilion.
The pavilion was ancient and heavy, and the carved railings and jade build emanated a strong aroma of time.
The miraculous thing was that there were no guards here and there were no entry prohibitions. The entire White Jade Pavilion was open to all, seemingly accessible to everyone.
It was already afternoon at this time, but there were still many people coming and going.
Wang Zijia, full of curiosity, stepped into the pavilion.
Instantly, in Wang Zijia’s vision, there was a shift of Streaming Light, and when he came out of his daze, he was in a different world.
He was in a gigantic space that seemed as deep as the starry sky, and the area around him was pitch black, with countless streams of light shining overhead. At this moment, he stood on the void below, his face filled with confusion.
[“Primary Inheritance Command Token can grant one technique, Do you have a target?”]
At this moment, a dignified voice echoed in the sky.
“Disciple chooses Clay Activation!”Wang Zijia greeted the starry black void with a bow and respectfully responded.
[“Clay Activation, First Grade High Order, an Earth-based Foundation Core Dao Technique, the direct inheritance of the Dao Law Court. For Talisman Court Instrument Talisman Vein to exchange, it requires one point of Merit, 1400 Dao Kung, do you to use the Inheritance Command to waive?”]
“Yes!”
Dao Kung is money used within their sect. Although Dao Kung can exchange for Magic Money, Magic Money couldn’t casually exchange for Dao Kung.
As for Merit, it’s related to the Sect’s contribution system, equivalent to that of accomplishments and the like.
With Wang Zijia’s confirmation, a falling star from the depths of the starry sky materialized into a cultivation manual before Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia was a little stunned as he took the cultivation manual. Before he could do anything else, countless Streaming Lights appeared in his vision once again, and soon after, he found himself back at the front door of the Scripture Pavilion.
Wang Zijia: “······”
As he looked at the book in his hand, there was still a bit of confusion lingering in his mind. Why did it feel like he had no experience at all?
He had been anticipating the collection of thousands of scriptures for a long time, but where were they?
What about the magnificent Scripture Pavilion?
Why did it feel like it was all over with just a shiver upon entering and exiting?
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