My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

Wang Zijia nodded when he saw that the other party understood his situation and said, "I can solve your ’illness’."

As soon as he spoke, the Great Hall suddenly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Even Yi Chenglin, who had been sipping tea nonchalantly, paused in his actions, his gaze sharply turning to Wang Zijia.

Yi Yunhui was even more stunned; after a few moments, he seemed to come to his senses, his eyes bursting with Strong Spiritual Light as he looked at Wang Zijia and asked, "Is that true?"

Wang Zijia smiled and said, "Do you think I would joke about something like this?"

"Junior didn’t mean that, junior was saying..." Yi Yunhui hurriedly explained, but he broke off in the middle of his sentence, not knowing what to say. Caught up in his excitement, he seemed somewhat incoherent.

Wang Zijia understood this reaction well. After all, anyone who aimed for supreme status but hadn’t even reached the Peak Stage Profound Immortal would be considered firm in his Taoist heart if he wasn’t driven mad.

"But..." Wang Zijia said, then stopped himself.

Yi Yunhui, who was overjoyed a moment before, now tensed up and hastily asked, "But what?"

Yi Chenglin also inquired, "Is there a need for any Natural treasures for healing? Fellow Daoist, please speak freely, and we will seek them out!"

Wang Zijia waved his hand with a smile and said, "It’s not that. I wanted to say that the charge for this might not be cheap."