Chapter 183
My foolish sister, Wang Shouyi is a disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Palace. Even if this credit belongs to Chen Huai'an, he still has to find a way to give it to Wang Shouyi. If he can get Wang Shouyi to join the Lin family, then the Lin family will be in for some good days. After all, the position of a provincial demon-slaying governor is hardly a significant sacrifice.
Wang Shouyi looked to be only around sixteen or seventeen years old.
That age is just right for being a bit delusional and craving vanity.
Surely this kid must be eager for the credit of the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, right?
Lin Hao's lips curled into a slight smile as he already plotted his next move.
Not only could he cling to Wang Shouyi's leg, but he could also deal with Chen Huai'an at the same time!
However, the next moment, he saw Wang Shouyi's expression darken. This young man, though seemingly innocent, exuded a terrifying aura due to his formidable strength.
"Mr. Lin, first of all, the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva was killed by Governor Chen. I fought the Bodhisattva for a long time and couldn't do anything about it. If it weren't for Governor Chen's righteous intervention, I would already be a corpse. Governor Chen is my savior, and you insult my savior, which makes me very angry. At the same time, I see no respect for the strong in you. If your family is like this, it will surely have a short life. Therefore, I will not join the Lin family. Please leave now; I do not wish to see you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent.
Chen Huai'an secretly gave Wang Shouyi a thumbs up.
What a guy! He may not be very big, but his words are sharp, cursing the Lin family to a short life.
He immediately decided to give Wang Shouyi a monthly salary of 500 yuan.
Lin Hao's face turned from green to white, but he didn't dare to lash out at Wang Shouyi. He could only force a smile and find a way to save face: "Young brother Wang, you might have some misunderstandings about me and the Lin family... In any case, my invitation remains open. Whenever you have thoughts about it, just come to me. The benefits will surely satisfy you, far better than joining the C Province Demon-Slaying Division."
Wang Shouyi nodded seriously: "There is no misunderstanding."
Lin Hao: "..."
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Lin Hao left, having come in high spirits but leaving in disappointment.
That day, he was completely defeated in conversation by Wang Shouyi.
When Chen Huai'an saw that Huang Gubei had arrived, he inquired about the bounty.
"Although there is no battle record for killing the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, you and Lin Chen witnessed it with your own eyes. Let's not even mention the previous hundred or so Bone Porcelain women; we can consider those as bonuses. The bounty for the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva should be given to me, right?"
"The bounty can be issued," Huang Gubei forced a smile that looked worse than crying. "But the headquarters requires you to submit documentation on how you executed that sword strike, what tools you used, and you must submit the tools for review. Once approved, the reward will be issued."
"Oh?" Chen Huai'an's lips curled into a dangerous arc. "I remember that the Demon-Slaying Division didn't have such a rule before. What if I refuse to submit?"
"If you don't submit, you won't be able to prove that the Wang-level evil spirit was killed by you..." Huang Gubei averted his gaze, unable to meet Chen Huai'an's eyes, cursing the idiots at the headquarters in his heart. Didn't those fools come to the scene? Can they afford to offend this person? And they still want his spiritual tools?
Even if it costs him years off his life, even if he won't live long.
As long as the person is still alive, he remains a formidable character.
"Very well, very well." Chen Huai'an was not angry at all; in fact, he felt like laughing.
Even when he was just an ordinary person, he had encountered such situations, where his parents' compensation was largely embezzled. At that time, he had no power, and it was Luo Haisheng who helped him sort it out. He thought that after becoming a reviver and taking office as governor of the Demon-Slaying Division, he would never encounter such things again, yet similar issues still arose—perhaps this is just human nature.
Greed, blindness, foolishness.
"I will submit the tools; just wait a moment."
As he spoke, Chen Huai'an walked over to a nearby chair, sat down, and opened his electronic girlfriend game.
"Governor Chen, should I discuss this with the headquarters again with Lin Chen?" Huang Gubei, seeing Chen Huai'an's calm demeanor, felt a chill run down his spine, sensing that something bad was about to happen.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Wang Shouyi, who looked confused on the hospital bed. Suddenly, he thought that Wang Shouyi might also be able to help say a few words. Just as he was about to suggest it, he saw Chen Huai'an dismissively wave his hand: "No need. Prepare a helicopter for me. I will personally deliver the tools to the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division."
Huang Gubei shivered, shocked: "You can't be thinking..."
"Calm down, my young brother." Chen Huai'an wore a kind smile, not even looking up. "It's just a small spiritual tool. Why should it hurt our feelings? I just feel a connection with the headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division. Since I took office, I haven't had a chance to visit. Isn't this a perfect opportunity? Shouldn't I pay a visit? In a society that values relationships, I understand."
Although Huang Gubei was still somewhat uncertain upon hearing this, he saw that Chen Huai'an didn't seem to be planning anything drastic.
Could it be... he’s come to his senses?
In fact, he had long wanted to suggest that Chen Huai'an send some gifts to the headquarters.
The current headquarters of the Demon-Slaying Division is not the same as before.
With the revival of forces like the Kunlun Immortal Palace and the Great Thunder Sound Temple, the Demon-Slaying Division's ten years of deciphering the breathing techniques has become a joke. Now, the side with more talented revivers is the boss, and seventy percent of the revivers participating in the Immortal Palace assessment are from prominent families.
This has led to a complete reshuffle of the real power personnel at the headquarters overnight.
One must bow their head under the eaves.
To survive in the Demon-Slaying Division, one must understand the rules...
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Chen Huai'an is a reasonable person.
Since the headquarters wants the tools, as a governor, he naturally should deliver them.
However, he didn't plan to hand over the sword pill.
What’s a sword pill worth?
He intended to give the headquarters an even better spiritual tool—the blood porcelain bottle of the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva.
But before doing that, he needed Old Su to help process the bottle.
Only then could it be considered a grand gift!
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Chapter 198: Five Thousand Jin
"In three days, the Central State Secret Realm will open. The ancestor has already spoken encouraging words to you all, so I won’t repeat them today... Indeed, obtaining resources from the Central State Secret Realm to support yourselves and your sect is your goal, but the most important premise is to ensure your own safety!"
In front of the main hall of the Sword Pavilion, disciples filled the area, with Su Qinian and several elders standing before everyone, their expressions serious.
Every year, the Central State Secret Realm is a time for a major reshuffle of sect strength.
Especially during the decade-long opening of both large and small secret realms, it means that not only disciples below the Nascent Soul stage will enter, but also elite members above the Nascent Soul stage, and even elders and sect leaders may personally take part. The secret realm contains various ancient treasures and secret techniques; if they can extract a few, it will naturally enhance the overall strength of the sect.
However, if elite disciples or even sect elders fall in the secret realm, it would be a significant blow to the sect.
After all, while there are many good things in the secret realm, there are also hidden dangers.
Traps and formations are minor issues; the most feared encounters are with ancient corpses.
The secret realm seals the ancient battlefield of Central State.
It encompasses the ruins of thousands of sects, with countless cultivators perishing in that battle. Many powerful cultivators' souls have dissipated, but their bodies remain intact. Over tens of thousands of years, the residual wills interact with the decaying consciousness in the secret realm, causing those bodies to rise again, transforming into monsters driven solely by the instinct to kill—these monsters are the ancient corpses.
It is said that some cultivators have encountered living ancient cultivators in the secret realm.
However, there is very little eyewitness evidence, making it hard to substantiate, and they are ultimately classified as ancient corpses.
"In short, the Central State Secret Realm is very dangerous! You must not treat it as an ordinary sect mission. Once you enter the secret realm, gather at the sect signal immediately; do not act alone! The Central State Secret Realm is completely isolated from the outside world, and neither I nor the elders will have the chance to save you; you can only rely on yourselves and your fellow disciples. Do you all understand?"
"Yes, Sect Leader!" the disciples shouted in unison.
"Very well, we will head to Central State tomorrow! Rest well tonight and conserve your energy!"
In previous years, the atmosphere before heading to Central State was always tense, like a tightly strung bow.
This year, however, was different. Su Qinian and the disciples all wore confident smiles, each one eager to scour the Central State Secret Realm, and all of this was thanks to the abundant resources provided by the ancestor. These resources covered multiple aspects, enhancing not only their personal strength but also providing good items for self-defense and life-saving in critical situations.
With such an ancestor, what more could they ask for?
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