My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

"Master, we made an excellent decision to come to Wanyu ahead of Bone Soul Sect’s decree! So many people!" The short fat woman spoke while licking her lips.

"Exactly, all are full of life, the top-grade humans and livestock!" The man with a donkey face chimed in: "Master, we might as well charge into the royal palace and turn the whole dynasty into human pills! Maybe you might even hope to become an Infant God then?"

Both the hunchbacked elder and the short fat woman looked at the man with a donkey face as if looking at an idiot.

"Incompetent creatures!" The hunchback fumed, "Both of you better behave. Don’t blame me for being ruthless if you dare expose us."

"But since we are here, why not go big!" The man with a donkey face questioned with confusion.

"Have you been really blindered by a donkey’s skin?" The short fat woman dismissed him with disdain, "Bone Soul Sect has not even started to fully exert its power, aren’t we just inviting trouble from the Wanyu disciples by standing out like this?"

"Any Perfected from the Profound Sect Orthodox School can easily deal with your crude, heterodox transformation spells. How can you fight against them?"

"Master acting this way just needs to keep an eye on the human and livestock pens in various places. Once strong reinforcements arrive, we can just escape and continue making human pills in another place. As long as we don’t overdo it, we don’t need to worry about being rigorously pursued by a guru."

Upon hearing this, the man with a donkey face looked around at the busy crowd, saying, "Seeing so many humans and livestock not being harvested, makes me feel very unwilling."

While speaking, he raised his hand and beckoned, a tea guest who occasionally observed them suddenly shivered and, in an instant, turned into a piglet.

The piglet froze for a moment, frantically looking around, opening its mouth to scream in panic.