Chapter 439 Apply in advance

Author: Dimension Theory

Chapter 439 Apply in advance

An Xingsheng held the notebook and flipped through it while saying: "Last night, the law enforcement team and the Law Hall arrested at least tens of thousands of outer disciples."

"Among them, there were more than 3,700 arrests where those who directly resisted and were confirmed to be demon cultivators during the battle, but the specific data of those suspected to be demon cultivators is unknown."

"Early in the morning, His Highness the Law issued a notice, asking all branches to be on guard against the secret spies of the Demon Sect who are committing crimes and causing chaos. In particular, each branch's pulse-suppressing magic weapon is required to be blocked for a period of time, or to be strictly scrutinized for entry and exit."

"Did a secret agent attack the base of the Sect-protecting Formation last night?" Wang Zijia said with a slightly stern expression. Each pulse-suppressing building is a magical weapon and the base of the Sect-protecting Formation.

This is the wealth that Wanyu has accumulated little by little after countless years of opening up his pulse!

"I don't know about this disciple. I haven't received any news about this yet. I just received this notification." An Xingsheng closed the notebook and replied.

"We don't have anything big going on, right?" Wang Zijia asked confirmingly.

"No, even the secret spy caught yesterday is only suspected, not confirmed." An Xingsheng shook his head.

"Okay, pay more attention during this period. As for the area where the pulse-suppressing magic weapon belongs, just seal it off. Anyway, there is enough space in the pulse now." Wang Zijia pondered for a moment and said.

"Disciple understands!"

"I will be in seclusion for a period of time recently. You can handle most things with Feifei." Wang Zijia looked at the information and changed the topic without raising his head.

An Xingsheng paused for a moment before saying, "Okay, I'll take note of this!"

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Wang Zijia explained some more things before An Xingsheng withdrew.

He flipped through the various information in his hand and frowned.

The outer gate is too big and has become a country. In today's current situation, it may be a little chaotic in a short time.

The fight between the big hair and the two hairy people in the previous life is the best example. No matter how strict the management is and the size is, there will always be chaos.

Moreover, once the Bone Soul Temple handles yesterday’s matters, there’s no telling what the reaction will be!

Thinking of this, Wang Zijia clearly realized that during the recent period, the outer sect of the sect may be the most chaotic, a place of right and wrong.

After pondering for a moment, he stood up decisively, jumped out of the window, turned into a bloody stream of light, and flew towards the seven peaks.

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The inheritance peak, the area under the mountain, the headquarters of the mission lineage, and the Tianwen Tower area.

Wang Zijia floated down from the landing area, passed through the palaces, entered the Tianwen Tower by familiar means, and arrived at Zhang Xiumin's office.

"I've met senior sister!" Wang Zijia stepped forward with a smile and said hello.

"Why is it you again?" Zhang Xiumin asked, looking at Wang Zijia who came to the door again.

Wang Zijia: "······"

"If I have something to do with the poster, I would like to ask my senior sister to pass it on to you!" Wang Zijia said with an apologetic smile.

"You know that our ancestor is the owner of the mission building, right?" Zhang Xiumin asked.

Wang Zijia smiled and nodded.

"Then what are you doing if you don't go to the person in charge of the outer sect when you have something to do, instead of coming to see the ancestor all day long? If you go to the ancestor for all the big troubles, will this mission building be able to survive?"

"You have come here three times in the past few days, and Master Ying Shen is not as diligent as you. You really don't regard Master Yuanshen as the Lord of God!" Zhang Xiumin glared at Wang Zijia and said angrily.

"That..." Wang Zijia said hesitantly: "The person in charge of the outer sect should not be able to solve the disciple's matter!"

Zhang Xiumin looked at Wang Zijia for a long time before saying, "Wait!"

"Okay, senior sister!" Wang Zijia said with a smile.

Zhang Xiumin got up and left the room, while Wang Zijia sat in the room and waited.

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A moment later, Zhang Decheng was in Zhang Decheng's ordinary study room on the eighth floor of Tianwen Tower.

"Disciple has met the original poster!" Wang Zijia said respectfully.

Zhang Decheng was much more enthusiastic than Zhang Xiumin. He looked at Wang Zijia up and down with a smile and said with approval:

"Yesterday, I performed well. I have deep moral character, great talent, and even better understanding."

"It seems that you have good talents in preaching, burial, and even inheritance. You are worthy of being a disciple of our Sutra Pavilion!"

"It's the host who taught me well!" Wang Zijia also showed a bright smile and said with innocence on his face.

"Okay, put it away, you are a hundred years old, you really think you are a young boy here to act cute and behave!" Zhang Decheng said angrily.

'I'm really not a weakling yet!'

Wang Zijia's expression froze slightly, she put away her childish look and returned to normal.

"Tell me, come to the old man again. What can I do for you? The outer door can't do it for you?" Zhang Decheng asked.

Wang Zijia spoke for a moment and said, "Have you completed the reward calculation for yesterday's mission?"

"That's it?" Zhang Decheng frowned.

"I want to say, disciple, can I not want yesterday's reward?" Wang Zijia rephrased his words for a moment and said.

Zhang Decheng did not frown and said: "What do you want?"

Seeing that the other party understood what he meant, Wang Zijia did not do any testing, and said directly: "If you want to apply for the secret spy mission reward in advance, you can just claim the Infant God Chapter in advance."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Decheng actually stood up and began to look at Wang Zijia seriously.

For a moment, he didn't seem to notice anything, and then a light flashed in his eyes.

"Crack!"

The next moment, a sense of voyeurism came over Wang Zijia, and ceramic-like cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of Wang Zijia's body. They spread for a moment and then stopped immediately.

"Um?"

"Owner?"

Wang Zijia looked at Zhang Decheng with confusion on his face, while Zhang Decheng looked embarrassed. He changed the subject abruptly and said:

"How come you have learned so many stealth techniques and are so partial to them? Is this clay shape-shifting?"

Wang Zijia opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer, so he simply didn't answer.

The two of them were silent for a moment, staring at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

After a while, Zhang Decheng suddenly said: "By the way, how many years have you been in the lower world? Your information just said that it was a hundred years, and there is no specific information."

"More than a hundred years!" Wang Zijia replied.

Hearing this, Zhang Decheng stopped asking this question. As if meeting Wang Zijia for the first time, he suddenly changed the subject again and said: "You don't want to squat in the enclave for a hundred or two hundred years before coming back, do you?"

"Um, what does the poster mean?" Wang Zijia asked in confusion.

"Then you learned the skills in advance?" Zhang Decheng changed his previous calm attitude and asked in a different direction.

"The disciple just thinks that it is better to get familiar with it in advance than to learn the technique after he needs to be promoted, right?" Wang Zijia gave an excuse that was not very convincing.

Zhang Decheng said with a sudden look on his face: "Is that so? Really?!"

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly changed the topic again and said: "After you have collected your things, do you want to leave early again?"

After getting along with each other several times, Wang Zijia had already somewhat figured out Zhang Decheng's questioning routine, which was done in the east and west, but the core remained the same.

There was no trace of panic or confusion, but a look of reminder on his face: "Um... can I still go in advance?"

Zhang Decheng froze when Wang Zijia asked him, and almost failed. After a while, he said:

"Okay, let me give you some notes on the skills. The Yingshen Skills are really not easy to do casually."

"As for the mission, your 'cheap son' hitchhiked back yesterday. You don't need to wait another half month. You can leave at any time."

"Uh..." Wang Zijia also choked for a moment, and then said after a while: "Disciple, I understand. If there is nothing else, I will go down first!"

"Be careful when you go out, the enclave is not a paradise, it is a mess." Zhang Decheng warned softly like a kind elder.

"Disciple knows, thank you for your concern, sir." Wang Zijia replied.

"Okay, let's go down!" Zhang Decheng waved to see the guest off.

Wang Zijia bowed to him and quietly withdrew.

Zhang Decheng watched Wang Zijia leave. After a moment, he suddenly clicked on his ID card, used his authority, and retrieved all Wang Zijia's information one by one, and checked it carefully.

"It's interesting. It's been two and a half years since I started, and most of the specific information is self-reported, but I've become a real person. Are you still looking for a baby spirit?"

"Among the group of disciples in the sect who like to hide things and keep something secret at all times, it is typical for information to be fake like this!"

After checking for a while, he suddenly sent a message.

After a moment, Zhang Xiumin hurriedly walked in and said: "Ancestor, are you looking for me?"

"Go to the main pavilion and send a message to the pavilion master, asking if our missionary building can start the selection mechanism for the next generation of landlords?" Zhang Decheng ordered.
To be continued...