My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange

Wang Zijia nodded, saying, "Have you found it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zerui looked towards Zeng Shouxin, the Turbid Immortal by his side.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia gave Zeng Shouxin another look and then frowned, "Are you using this thing?"

Zeng Shouxin’s body trembled slightly, his expression stiff. Seeing Wang Zijia’s frown, he hastily knelt down and said,

"Reporting to Red Sun Immortal Venerate, this disciple indeed attempted to use it previously, and later, due to some incidents during the clean-up, was forced to use it a few more times."

"But this disciple always remembered the Artifact Pavilion Prohibition, constantly suppressing and sealing this thing, daring not to overstep."

Wang Zijia glanced at Zeng Shouxin; without the intention of speaking further, he said, "Where is it, take this seat to it!"

"Please wait a moment, Immortal Venerate, this disciple will fetch it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Zijia’s brows furrowed again.

Zhang Zerui hastened to interrupt the other’s speech, "This disciple will lead the way; please follow me, Martial Uncle!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijia remained silent, his hands behind his back, hovering beneath the Dao Wheel with an indifferent expression as he flew downward.