My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 67 - Unexpected Encounter

“Who are you, do you know the consequence of robbing a student of the Wanyu Sect is…”

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While still about ten minutes away from his destination, Wang Zijia suddenly paused, sensing faint combat fluctuations.

Upon further investigation, he discovered the source of the fluctuations in a forest below.

There were five individuals shrouded in dark grey mist, surrounding and attacking a man in his forties.

The middle-aged man seemed to be no longer young, but his cultivation was only that of a Primary Disciple, with only about a decade of Dao cultivation. It was evident that he was a monk left behind by his clan due to his extremely poor talent.

What caught Wang Zijia’s attention was that this man was not only wearing old menial clothing from the sect, but he also bore the mark of the Zhang family.

Due to the relationship between the Xiang family and the Zhang family, Wang Zijia stopped his paper kite and took a closer look at the five individuals shrouded in the grey mist who were attacking the man.

Because of their stealth means, it was hard to make out their appearances clearly, but their cultivation levels were easy to discern thanks to the battle.

The two main attackers were Primary Disciples, while the other three helpers were not monks but Congenital martial artists. With three to four hundred years of power, they could barely be considered skilled in combat.

All five of them seemed to be bereft of any spells, relying on martial arts and a few talismans for battle. They appeared destitute, a standard set up for bottom-tier rogue cultivators. Hence, the five of them surrounding an obviously weak Zhang family monk were not gaining any quick success.

It seemed the fight had been going on for some time.

To Wang Zijia’s current level, it wasn’t even worth considering this as a petty skirmish.

After understanding the situation, Wang Zijia gestured, and the paper kite descended towards them.

“Senior Brother Wang, I need your help!” No sooner had Wang Zijia landed not too far from them than he was noticed. The Zhang family member looked relieved, “These people dare to engage in robbery in this territory. Their identities must not be clean.”

“Retreat!”

Almost simultaneously, the attackers noticed Wang Zijia on the paper kite. The leader decisively ordered a retreat.

Anyone able to ride a paper kite alone was at least an Outer Sect Disciple of the Wanyu Sect.

Even the worst Outer Sect Disciple was more than capable of dealing with them. The two were not of the same level at all.

Wang Zijia’s brow furrowed. Five earthy yellow spears appeared. As Wang Zijia waved his hand, the spears turned into sharp swords and flew towards the retreating attackers.

“Hmm!”

“Huh!”

“Wave!”

Four muffled cries and sounds of bodies being pierced almost simultaneously. Three Congenital martial artists and one Primary Disciple were impaled through the chest by the long spears and pinned to the ground.

The only Primary Disciple, the leader, in the blink of an eye, as Wang Zijia’s spear approached him, a jade pendant at his waist flickered, a shield emerged to block the fatal blow, and his jade pendant shattered.

When he saw this, his face turned pale. He slapped a talisman, and his body, previously shrouded in grey mist, turned ghostly, turning into a black streaming light, and vanished into the woods in an instant.

Having such a low-ranking scum escape, was his face worth anything?

Wang Zijia’s eyebrows knotted, and once again beckoned, a spear turned into streaming light, chasing after it into the woods.

“Ah!”

After a scream, there was no more movement.

However, immediately after, Wang Zijia’s brow didn’t relax. Instead, it furrowed more tightly. His eyes turned to the remaining four who had been deliberately avoided his heart and were pinned to the ground.

These four, the moment a scream was heard in the woods, their bodies’ grey mist fluctuated simultaneously, all of them vomited blood and died.

Watching this scene, Wang Zijia frowned and asked the Zhang family monk, “Who are these people? Judging by their appearance, they’re not here solely for robbery.”

“Responding to Senior Brother Wang, I’m not sure either,” The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia and replied.

“You know me?” The reason Wang Zijia appeared so decisive apart from the fact that the other part was a Sect Servant, this “Senior Brother Wang” was also a big factor.

“I am Zhang Zhiwen, a monk left behind by the Zhang family. I received a message from my 17th younger sister, Zhang Yurou, and especially took this garrison task to assist Senior Brother Wang in completing his mission. Therefore, I naturally recognize Senior Brother,” Zhang Zhiwen replied, glancing at Wang Zijia and added, “Also, as Senior Brother Wang is the genius son-in-law of the Xiang family, your reputation precedes you among a few friendly families, there was no lack of notice from our clan.”

Wang Zijia was stunned, was he famous for being a freeloader???

He immediately furrowed his brow again and asked with uncertainty, “Assist me in completing a garrison task? If I’m not mistaken, this garrison task seems to be a solo mission and lasts for just over a fortnight.”

“Correct! The garrison task released through the sect’s mission system indeed only requires one person,” Zhang Zhiwen looked at Wang Zijia and explained carefully, “However, because this is a serial crime that has a wide impact range, each town isn’t seriously affected.”

“Therefore, the Law Enforcement Team can’t establish a purification array in every town to deal with the pollution, so central processing is needed. As a result, besides your garrison task, there are a few other people responsible for transporting contaminated corpses.”

“Because it’s almost a cakewalk, there’s no need for the Law Enforcement Team to issue a task we these left-behind disciples also can’t be so officious. Who would have known that, the moment we ventured out to transport a corpse, we’d run into robbers?”

“So, you don’t know who these people are either?” Wang Zijia approached the four pinned bodies and asked while examining them.

“No.” Following behind Wang Zijia, Zhang Zhiwen watched him inspect the corpses and replied, “At first, I also thought they were reckless robbers. But, after seeing your skills, judging by their death situations, they don’t seem to be simple rogue cultivators.”