Chapter 687: Bloodline Inherited Magic Weapon

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It seems that Dai Zhenming's body is made up of a mixture of flesh and blood and runes.

Unlike the traditional inheritance method of extracting inheritance, these runes were not connected and formed a network that was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

On the contrary, under the guidance of Wang Zijia, these runes continued to gather towards the lower abdomen.

On the opponent's lower abdomen, there are countless complex runes looming.

As these runes gathered together, Dai Zhenming's body continued to shrink and wither.

However, this living refining, the dual torture of body and soul only made Dai Zhenming frown slightly.

He didn't roar or shout, he just suffered.

His expression was still indifferent, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, which seemed to be joyful? Deserve it? relief?

It's not the ultimate torture anyway.

If it weren't for the bulging veins on his forehead and the slightly flushed face, which showed that the other party was indeed undergoing inhuman torture, Wang Zijia would have thought that it really didn't hurt anymore.

It seems that the snake masters are all big bosses, they can’t be offended, they can’t be offended!

With lightning flashing in his heart, Wang Zijia sped up his actions.

As countless runes gathered into Dantian, Dai Zhenming's body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there was some terrifying force squeezing toward the center.

"Hahaha······"

In the end, Dai Zhenming did not cry out a word of pain, and remained indifferent. Only when he felt that he had completely disappeared, he suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, feeling relieved, happy, and regretful.

And his body, amidst such crazy laughter, quickly collapsed into a fist-sized ball of flesh and blood mixed with runes, aura, and flesh.

As the crazy laughter echoed, the aura of the flesh and blood ball slowly shrank, and the flesh ball slowly squirmed, finally turning into a snake tail made of flesh and blood.

The tail is over a foot long and about the size of half a catty coin. It has no scales and is white and extremely smooth.

In front of Wang Zijia, it swayed as if it were alive.

Item: Inherited Blood Vessel

Level: Sixth Grade (Excellent)

Category: Flesh Organs (Special Magic Weapon)

Effect: The person who receives this weapon will have an extra snake tail. The person who receives this weapon will be affected by the Taoism of this device. As the tail and the body gradually merge, they will continue to understand the relevant Taoism and quickly gain its power to a certain extent.

When the body and tail are completely integrated, the recipient will become a monk at the peak of tribulation and have the potential to become an immortal.

Note: Young man, I have to admit that you have some talent in this area. It actually reduced the precipitation loss to four-fifths, which is considered an epoch-making feat.

But... why is it the tail system?

Your strange habits are very dangerous, boy!

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"Huh..." Looking at the mini snake tail swinging in front of him, Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's done?" Dai Jianjun, who couldn't bear to watch and retreated to the side, also came to Wang Zijia and looked at the snake tail in Wang Zijia's hand with a little anxiety.

"Thank you!" Wang Zijia handed the snake tail in his hand to the other party, along with relevant information.

After Dai Jianjun checked it, he was stunned at first, and then said in shock: "This... this... how is it possible that this can actually directly promote people to the peak of transcending tribulation?"

"This is really condensed from Mingzu, not from some Zhuoxian?"

Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "I need to correct your cognitive error. This is not the same as the general initiation of inherited magic weapons. General magic weapons can indeed allow people to receive power in a very short time."

"But this kind of special device, which is similar to the fusion of blood vessels and organs, requires a long time to be integrated and absorbed bit by bit. And this process cannot be affected, but during this process, some power can be called upon in emergencies."

"Not a short time?" Dai Jianjun asked doubtfully: "How long will it take specifically?"

"It depends on the cultivation level. If a disciple who has just entered cultivation accepts this, it will take at least dozens or hundreds of years to reach the stage of transcending tribulation." Wang Zijia said.

Dai Jianjun was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Fellow Taoist Yun Zhong is really humble. Isn't this no different from an inherited magical weapon?"

'There's not much difference between one or two years and a hundred years? '

'Are you afraid...'

'Forget it, my concept of time is probably very different from these old immortals. '

His lips moved, and he did not dwell on this issue, but directly changed the subject and said: "Let's talk about the charging issue of this blood inheritance magic weapon."

Dai Jianjun calmed down his mind slightly and looked at Wang Zijia solemnly.

Wang Zijia continued: "Generally speaking, the market price of a sixth-grade magic weapon is between one million and two million spiritual essences. I will not talk about the special auction prices, although this item is of that level."

"How about we just follow the normal market conditions and get two million spirit essences?"

"Fellow Taoist Yun Zhong is so majestic!" Dai Jianjun said.

In fact, Wang Zijia was not being generous, but it was impossible to calculate this thing according to the special case of the auction price.

"Since fellow Taoist has no objection, let's take it as two million. As I said before, I will take a top-level commission of 30%, so this time the nobles should give me 600,000 spirit essences, okay?" Prince There was a little bit of excitement between the good words.

Six billion Dharma, a standard wave of fattening rhythm, inheritance teacher... is really a profession that only lasts three years after opening.

"The price is no problem, but..." Dai Jianjun nodded, and then said with a troubled face: "But can Taoist Fellow Yunzhong give me some grace?"

Wang Zijia frowned slightly and looked at Dai Jianjun.

'Isn't this because he wants to be Party A and delay payment to him? '

Dai Jianjun's gloomy face showed a rare embarrassment, and his face was slightly red as he said: "I really didn't expect fellow Taoist to be able to come up with such an artifact. The clan really doesn't have so much liquidity now."

"How long will it take?" Wang Zijia asked expressionlessly.

"How about half... three months? Three hundred thousand this time, and another three hundred thousand in three months." Dai Jianjun tried.

Wang Zijia breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Party A didn't delay payment, otherwise he wouldn't mind leaving with the utensils.

"No problem." Wang Zijia put a smile on his face again and nodded.

"Huh..." Dai Jianjun also breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Thank you for your strength, fellow Taoist. I am indeed a little unprepared this time."

Wang Zijia shook his head and said: "Actually, I didn't expect that I could get such a treasure. This is inseparable from your ancestor's desire to die and the strange state of his body."

Dai Jianjun's expression dimmed for a moment, and he looked at the tail in his hand and suddenly said: "By the way, fellow Taoist, you said this bloodline magic weapon is equivalent to an organ?"

Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Once this thing is completely integrated, it will look exactly like a real tail."

Upon hearing this, Dai Jianjun immediately said: "Can we change the format, such as having multiple eyes? It looks more enlightened!"

"It's okay, but this format is the best expression of this artifact. It revealed itself and I condensed it incidentally. If it is changed to another format, there may be some slight effects." Wang Zijia replied.

"Then... let's just leave it like this!" Dai Jianjun hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped worrying about this small issue.

While the two were talking, they tidied up and walked out.

Outside, a large group of people were waiting anxiously.

When they saw Dai Jianjun coming out with his tail wrapped in a ball of light, everyone was happy at first, and then a little bit sadder.

"The head of the family, Ming Zu..."

"Mingzu has gone to see his ancestors, so he has fulfilled his wish!"

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Following Dai Jianjunjun's words, there was sadness all around.

It can be seen that the relationship between Dai's family is indeed good, but it really doesn't match their sinister and snake-like temperament. How can they say that the good relationship comes from the heart?

Wang Zijia, who was watching this scene from the side, suddenly felt something and turned his head to look in one direction.

Outside the courtyard, quite far away, on a spiritual bamboo on the edge of the bamboo forest, a figure stood there quietly, looking at the people in the courtyard from a distance, there was also a faint sadness permeating the whole body.

'This breath is... that snake demon just now? Or half-demon? '

'Is the Dai family an older ancestor? '

'Tsk, tsk, I always feel that the Dai family of Qingling Bamboo Sea is not as simple as it seems. Maybe it has many unknown bosses. '

'But... are there not many families and sects like Shenhong? And what does this have to do with me? '

Wang Zijia's thoughts flickered and he bowed slightly to show courtesy.

After feeling Wang Zijia's gaze and movements, the other party also waved a salute to Wang Zijia and then disappeared into the depths of the forest.

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Wang Zijia did not leave directly, probably because the things he made were so good that he was warmly received by the Dai family for most of the day.

After knowing the efficacy of the utensil, many generations of family elders gathered around him and warmly contacted him.

Most of a day later, if Wang Zijia had not taken the initiative to leave, looking at their posture, they would probably have wanted to keep Wang Zijia for a few days or even permanently.

When leaving, Dai Jianjun moved out of Lin Hai's range.

"On behalf of fellow Taoist, I'll see you off after a thousand days. We'll say goodbye eventually, so let's stop here. Of course, if fellow Taoist wants to stop by my place, that's fine," Wang Zijia said.

"Then I won't send more gifts. If fellow Taoist Yunzhong needs anything in the future, feel free to send people to my Qingling Bamboo Sea. We will accept all requests within our ability!"

With a solemn expression, Dai Jianjun handed Wang Zijia a talisman and made a big promise.

"Then I appreciate it!" Wang Zijia accepted it calmly.

These are what he needs, and of course they are not pretentious. After all, he seems to have a good reputation, but in fact, his circle is completely incomparable to that of monks at the same level.

After all, the training time is too short.

When Dai Jianjun heard this, he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't be so polite."

While speaking, he paused and said: "By the way, I wonder if we still have orders, or the surrounding families still have orders, can we..."

Wang Zijia smiled slightly and said: "Then I have to thank the Taoist friend for introducing me to the business, and I can give the Taoist friend a commission. However, your Mingzu's situation is not normal. Normal peak tribulation Monk, it would be great if you can get a sixth-grade intermediate bloodline magic weapon."

"I understand this!" Dai Jianjun said immediately.

"······"

The two chatted for a while before Wang Zijia left again.

Then the two of them saluted, and Wang Zijia turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Dai Jianjun watched Wang Zijia disappear for a moment before turning back to his family.

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After leaving the Dai family, Wang Zijia had no intention of spending a day rushing back.

After just a moment of driving, the light-escape stopped.

Drilling into a dense forest, the book appeared, and the entrance to the Duobao Realm slowly opened.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zijia disappeared without a trace, and when he reappeared, he was already in the Yu family's own training room.

"Squeak!"

When Wang Zijia opened the door and came out of the courtyard.

Yu Guangyun, who was waiting in the courtyard, was slightly startled and said, "Master? When did you come back?"

Wang Zijia's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "Just now!"

Yu Guangyun nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Have there been any changes in the city since I've been away for the past two days?" Wang Zijia asked.

Yu Guangyun shook his head and said: "No, everything is normal. Is the order with Qingling Bamboo Sea going well?"

"It's going well!" Wang Zijia waved his hand and said, "Okay, go ahead and do whatever you have to do. Didn't I tell you not to hold me back?"

Yu Guangyun saluted Wang Zijia, turned around and left.

Wang Zijia's mind turned around, and she habitually went to the Chaos Consciousness Sea where a group of spies were located one after another. After observing the situation, she felt relieved when she found that everything was still the same.

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In the evening of the next day, Wang Zijia was sealing talismans, storing information, and completing a day of normal practice as usual.

He took out a command talisman and felt slightly dazed.

When he came to his senses again, he had arrived in a small small room.

Using the human paper man's clone as a guide, he wrapped the login body, and then Wang Zijia stepped out of the room.

All in all, it has been a little over a year since he came to Donghuang, and it has been more than half a year since he established himself.

And he also spent more than half a year in the largest dark market in the Eastern Wasteland: the Eastern Wasteland Dark Market.

Among them, except for a few things that he dealt with, Wang Zijia had not received many things.

Of course, the requirements for something good to him are indeed a bit high.

As usual, I walked around a few blocks as usual. After finding nothing, I came to the bounty hall to check the recent various lists and bounties, as well as the bounties I issued myself.

As a result, when Wang Zijia saw his reward, he was stunned.

"Is this... someone accepted the reward?"

[Reward message: I have a spiritual object. For details, you can use this dark market number to contact me. 】

'Finally, do you have a client to trade with? It's not easy! '

Wang Zijia looked slightly happy and directly used his dark market talisman to tentatively contact the target.

After a while, Wang Zijia received a very brief message.

[Dark Market Main Street, Room 7, Secret Meeting Building B! 】

As the largest dark market in the entire Eastern Wasteland, even though it only has a few streets, it looks like a small town and has everything.

The secret meeting building is a place specially set up for people like them who need to meet online. Just like its name, it is specially used for secret meetings.

(End of chapter)