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My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 73 - Origin
Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Origin
Chapter 73 -73: Origin
Wang Zijia raised his hand, and as spiritual power fluctuated, a red firelight emerged. He threw a superficially burning fireball down the hole, illuminating the underground space below.
After seeing the situation below, Wang Zijia was entirely stunned.
Under the courtyard was not an underground palace, but rather a vast space, resembling a deep well. Inside was a pitch-black liquid of an unknown substance, thick like a muddy swamp, constantly churning.
As it churned, faint glimmers of infant skulls could be seen, along with child corpses that hadn’t fully decomposed, bobbing in the sticky liquid. It formed a swamp-like underground space.
In the center of the swamp was a circular stone platform, roughly ten square units in size, like a central pillar in this underground marshland.
At the top of the platform, there was what looked like a strange altar, covered in Runes with a faint spiritual light coursing through them.
Currently, there were two ghost babies in the altar-like Array, both dead. One without a head, the other broken into several pieces.
The corpses were squirming continually, just like the broken pieces in Wang Zijia’s storage bag, as if they were not entirely dead.
If they weren’t fixed on the altar, the two corpses would likely have gathered together, like the ones in his storage bag.
As the flesh and blood of the ghost baby corpses writhed, the Runes on the altar flickered slightly. The muddy swamp surrounding the area ceaselessly churned, twisting strands of Ghost Qi arose and converged towards the altar, as if they were nutrients.
With a darkened face, Wang Zijia’s gaze fell on the rolling liquid, which resembled swamp silt. His expression grew colder.
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He didn’t know how many bones were inside, the largest of which appeared to be about a dozen years old at most. As the liquid churned, resentment accompanied by a thick sense of foreboding rose and pervaded the entire space.
It seemed that under the convergence of the central array, the Ghost Qi should have been channeled into the ghost babies. But now, without a single living ghost baby, the array was operating extremely slowly, allowing the polluted Ghost Qi to disperse throughout the space.
He returned to the ancestral hall with a dark face. Huang Family’s patriarch, Huang Shouli, was still prostrating, meekly kneeling there without making a single move.
Feeling Wang Zijia’s return, his body involuntarily trembled for an instant.
Wang Zijia gave him a cold glance, grabbed him, and also retrieved the body of the old man from the ancestral hall. He took a man and a corpse back to the courtyard and tossed them at the hole’s entrance, coldly saying, “Do I need to torture you?”
Between his words, he also tossed the body of the old man, Huang Chengming, in front of Huang Shouli.
After seeing Huang Chengming’s pitiful corpse, Huang Shouli’s face turned ashen, and his whole body couldn’t stop trembling slightly.
“Exalted Immortal, what do you want to know?” Huang Shouli asked.
“This town’s recent turmoil, was it because of you?” Wang Zijia asked with freezing cold eyes.
Huang Shouli, his face paled, silently nodded his head.
With a cold face, Wang Zijia ordered, “Then start from the beginning.”
Huang Shouli, resigned to his fate, began to speak, “For the past hundred years, our Huang family has been in a constant state of decline. Several decades ago, even our only elder with the Spiritual Roots······”
As Huang Shouli narrated, Wang Zijia slowly gained a clear understanding of the situation.
Decades ago, as the Huang Family began to decline and the age of their last monk, Huang Chengming, was catching up to him, he was assigned a foreign assignment, indicating that their Huang Family was almost out of contact with the Sect, becoming a loose cultivation clan.
The family was extremely anxious, but it was of no help.
Perhaps it was a blessing from the heavens, but Huang Chengming, who had been dispatched for external assignment, acquired a special inheritance during his garrison task: Five Ghosts Divine Power, a Peak Second Grade Method inheritance.
This method was originally a legitimate pollution method, and was regarded as a taboo inheritance in the Devil Gate. A Great Cultivator later blended it with a sealing method, transforming it into a controllable wicked method. Whether it was good or evil depended entirely on the user.
When used properly, one could acquire some skills of a mortician to dispose of the corpse.
However, the reason why it was considered an evil method was that it was extremely difficult to use in a traditional way, but rather easy to drift onto a sinister path.
Huang Chengming initially thought of using it traditionally. His intention was to get the corpses of monks and produce some Spiritual Roots for his clan.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned. Along with his incomplete comprehension when he received the inheritance, after several failures, he finally embarked on a dark path and started raising ghosts for evil deeds.
Especially as his lifespan was gradually approaching, he became increasingly frenzied.
Some time ago, he attempted to extend his lifespan by merging himself with the Five Ghosts, going so far as to steal a large number of children from the surrounding areas, which ultimately led to the search by the monks of the Zhang and Lin families.
However, the Five Ghosts had been raised by him for decades and had undergone detrimental mutation, becoming demons with unpredictable methods. The few monks left behind were not enough to deal with them, which in the end led to a fruitless search for the two families.
But this whole incident inflated Huang Chengming’s ego or, to put it another way, he was influenced by the demonic influence of the Five Ghosts and began to behave abnormally.
He even released the Five Ghosts straightaway to spread pollution in an attempt to raise ghosts through mass pollution.
The end result was that three of the ghosts were killed and he only managed to save one and a half of the corpses. Ultimately, in fear, he took the remaining two ghosts and went into hiding again.
By pure coincidence, the Law Enforcement Team chose his front yard as the purification site.
It can’t be considered a coincidence since the occurrence happened there, making it the nearest to the other towns, so it was inevitable that it would be chosen as the purification site.
In Huang Family Town, the Huang Family was the only clan with some involvement with their sect, so they were naturally the first consideration. Not to mention they even had an incomplete protection array.
Originally, this wouldn’t have been a major issue, but Wang Zijia arrived!
If he had just kept the array intact, none of the events tonight would have occurred.
However, Wang Zijia stole the Evil Seeds cast by the Five Ghosts and devoured them right at their doorstep.
Such brazen behavior had clearly triggered the already demon-infected Five Ghosts so much that Huang Chengming couldn’t even suppress the last two ghosts with all his might, causing them to break out.
In desperation, he had no choice but to take action himself, attempting to eliminate Wang Zijia first before dealing with anything else.
As for the result, isn’t it already clear!
This was why Wang Zijia was inexplicably attacked tonight. After he figured out the situation, he was speechless for a moment.
“You say that these Five Ghosts came from a Demon Path inheritance, a kind of Pollution method?” After a moment, Wang Zijia recalled the information on the Collecting Cards from the weights, looked at the mutilated corpse underneath and asked the question with a strange expression.
Huang Shouli nodded and said, “Our ancestor said so, he said that once the Five Ghosts are fully raised and merged with them, not only will he become a great cultivator of Sacrificial Wine, but he’ll also enable countless clan members to possess the Spiritual Roots.”
“Huh!” Wang Zijia sneered at his words, not even bothering to refute.
None of the Four Spiritual Root Methods are easy, let alone the most wicked Pollution method. Even the Big Shots of the sect don’t dare to have such an ambition when it comes to the Grafting method.
Ignoring Huang Shouli, Wang Zijia stood at the entrance of the cave, carefully inspecting the area below again. Once he confirmed it was safe, he let his mind slightly move.
‘Spell: Clay Transformation Hide!’
The mud beside him converged like quicksand, and a earth-color realistic puppet was formed out of it. With a wave of Wang Zijia’s hand, the two entangled ghosts which had already been thrown out were caught by the puppet. The puppet, holding the two ghosts, jumped from the entrance of the cave and landed on the altar in the middle of the swamp fluid.