I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 53 - 51: One Man Shakes the Entire Wutong Prefecture!
[You leave the Martial Temple, obtaining a strand of ’Demon Hunting’ Dao Qi. To conceal the secret of the inheritance, you made a promise with the Martial Dao Will never to consort with demons and monsters in this life.]
[At this moment, you set foot again on the Ancient Path of Reception, returning from the Divine Capital of ’Ming Huang State’, a thousand miles away, to the northwest end of Baoping State, Wutong Prefecture.]
[The distance between the two places is far more than thousands, even tens of thousands, of miles.]
[However, with the support of one of the Great Zhao National Treasures, the ’Mountain and River List’, a Trial Taker only needs to pass the Eight Hundred Dao Ladder to transform from the void to reality, converting from a Divine Soul to a flesh and blood body, returning to their original location.]
[When leaving, the nine orifices had not yet opened, still a mortal body.]
[Upon return, the Great Innate is achieved, accomplishing the Leakless Vajra Body!]
...
At the same time,
Baoping State, Wutong Prefecture!
As the Prefecture Venerable, Bai Qiuyi’s smile froze instantly upon witnessing Song Chai Xin open the ’Martial Temple Gate’:
"This child..."
"Actually opened this door."
"Truly the younger generation is to be feared."
In Wutong Prefecture, over the decades, more than a dozen leaders have emerged, yet none managed to reach the end.
Even across the vast Baoping State, those able to open the ’Martial Temple Gate’ are very few in number.
These individuals will, at a minimum, become renowned high-ranking officials within a prefecture in the future.
In this era, which references recommendation, achievements, and reputation, this is the strongest proof of moving to higher positions and status.
"Let’s try to win him over one last time. This child truly has potential; it would be a pity for talent like this to be buried unnoticed in Wutong Prefecture and Baoping State."
Bai Qiuyi didn’t notice Jiang Yi’s disappointed expression beside him; instead, he calmly held a Jade Talisman, recording information about ’Song Chai Xin’ in it.
As the Jade Talisman heated up, lines of text disappeared.
At this time, Song Chai Xin walked down the Ancient Path of Reception.
Like an Exiled Immortal descending a path of white jade laid from the heavens, winding all the way down until he truly stepped on the solid ground of Wutong Prefecture’s road, then was truly grounded.
At this moment, outside the Wutong Government Office, someone with sharp eyes spotted Song Chai Xin’s silhouette from afar.
His entire body exuded a thick aura like a tide, circulating around him, due to just breaking through the nine orifices, achieving the Leakless Body.
Vaguely, he appeared divine and extraordinary, every step he took resonating with a ’whoosh,’ like a bellows constantly inhaling and exhaling the surrounding Spirit Breath, covering his skin.
Just as if cloaked in a golden sunset feather robe, unforgettable and as if witnessing a Vajra Buddha Fruit.
"Leader Song Chai Xin, when he stepped onto the Ancient Path of Reception, had just begun to break through to Vajra. Now, having crossed the Eight Hundred Dao Ladder, he has surprisingly achieved the Great Innate cultivation..."
The officials of Wutong Prefecture showed envy in their eyes.
Achieving a Vajra Body requires first opening the nine orifices.
Ordinary talented individuals would need over a year just to open one orifice.
Many former martial leaders who could progress halfway on this path were already considered to have an exceptional opportunity.
No one expected that this one would inadvertently create a first of its kind in decades!
Who knows...
If he received the favor of the Martial Temple, recognized by some Martial Temple Great Sage from the Divine Capital?
If that were true...
Then ascending to the blue sky, rising to prominence, would perhaps be considered ordinary!
But Bai Qiuyi, who understood the inside story, clearly did not think so.
The legacy within the Martial Temple, ninety-nine percent are reserved for those with the right fate. What defines fate?
Having the same physique, bloodline, cultivation techniques, etc., defines fate.
Where does the fate come from?
Come on, in any field, it’s about having backing.
In the remote Wutong Prefecture, Song Chai Xin’s father was a Great Demon of Xuanqing Lake, and his mother was Xie Wei. Regarding bloodline roots, in the Martial Temple’s rating, he probably ranked even lower than commoners.
Even if we go to the extreme, and Heaven shows him favor, if a Martial Temple Great Sage took a fancy to him.
But that’s the Divine Capital!
If the Martial Temple Sacrificial Officer, a Fourth-Grade Official, discovered a Half-Demon gaining the legacy, in such circumstances, could they possibly refrain from detaining, closely interrogating him?
Right now, Song Chai Xin’s return most likely means he hasn’t gained anything, just treated as small fry, questioned a bit, signed a contract, and let off without a stir.
Bai Qiuyi’s mind was as clear as a mirror.
He never expected, just after recording information into the Communication Jade Talisman, the next moment,
a Mansion Venerable Order in his bosom heated up.
In Baoping State, only one person has the authority to command various prefecture venerables and issue decrees.
The Master of Baoping State, Pei Nanbei.
Feeling the Mansion Venerable Order heating up, Bai Qiuyi’s first reaction was his complexion drastically changing, sweat even forming in his palms.
Could it be that my background has been figured out by that woman, Pei Nanbei?
No!
If she knew, how could she let his Wutong Prefecture Venerable live, knowing he harbors ill intentions?
He would have lost his head long ago.
Bai Qiuyi calmed down, gradually finding peace.
And when he, with a restless heart, investigated the situation within,
In an instant, his palm tightened, as if a fishbone were stuck in his throat.
At the same time...
Looking at Song Chai Xin, who was like the rising sun, he almost couldn’t maintain a calm exterior; veins appeared frequently on the back of his hand.
[The Master of Baoping State will bring the legal authority to Wutong Prefecture.]
[Special command,]
[Wutong Prefecture Venerable Bai Qiuyi, ensure Song Chai Xin does not leave.]
That great figure is coming to Wutong Prefecture?
But his background may not withstand such scrutiny!
Recalling when Pei Nanbei deliberately instructed about ’Song Chai Xin’,
Bai Qiuyi was stirred by a wave of shock:
"What on earth did this boy do in the Martial Temple?"
"For no apparent reason,"
"Managed to provoke the intervention of a Master of Baoping State!"
Within Wutong Prefecture, there gathers too many second and third step Martial Artists from the ’Divine Blood Alliance’, in hiding, like Xiang Zhulu as the Overseas Dragon. Once they see some clues, they might expose everything.
But if he just walks away now, wouldn’t Wutong Prefecture collapse completely?
...
Wutong Prefecture, Demon Hunting Department.
Xiang Zhulu was leisurely enjoying his tea.
As for Song Chai Xin ascending the leader ranks, it happens every five years; even though the boy has good talent and is a subordinate of the Demon Hunting Department, it wasn’t worth rushing to the Prefecture Government Office to join the crowd.
But who knew,
Sword Observation Elder, one of the three elders from Yunluan Mountain, who has had over a decade of friendship with him, burst in with his disciple who previously trained in Wutong Prefecture.
As soon as he arrived, he caused a commotion wanting an explanation, questioning what Ruan Xiuxiu had done over half a year under his mentorship, and her relation to Song Chai Xin, etc.,
Even though the girl was holding back, her face flushed red, it didn’t stop.
It’s like parents causing a scene for an explanation.
Even if there’s a reason, it’s bound to be unreasonable, causing Xiang Zhulu much annoyance, disturbing his peace for no good reason.
Finally, after a lengthy explanation, he managed to placate the old man.
Within the Demon Hunting Department.
"This old thing..."
"The younger ones know their own matters well enough."
"No need to bring it up in front of everyone. Doesn’t the young lady have her own thoughts?"
Xiang Zhulu gazed at Ruan Xiuxiu with a flushed face, quietly sitting by herself, ignoring Sword Observation Elder, feeling quite helpless.
With these thoughts, after explaining for a long time, feeling parched, Xiang Zhulu was about to drink some tea.
Right then, at the center of the Government Office hall door, right behind Xiang Zhulu, stood the statue embodying the legal persona of Baoping State’s ’Demon Hunter General’...
It suddenly opened its eyes!
This startled him with a jolt.
Even Sword Observation Elder’s hair stood on end.
Two third step Cultivators simultaneously looked toward that statue.
"Wutong Demon Hunter Xiang Zhulu, greets Demon Hunter General!" Seeing ’Ye Cang’ opening eyes, Xiang Zhulu, shocked, nearly dropped the tea cup, then solemnly bowed with respect.
Whenever Demon Hunter General Ye Cang manifested, it was either to order him to suppress a troublesome Great Demon or to eradicate remnant offspring of the Sinful Blood Sect mixed with demons from decades ago, each time involving contentious affairs.
Therefore, Xiang Zhulu remained prepared,
But unexpectedly...
The statue merely glanced at him, then spoke with assurances heavily:
"Xiang Zhulu, tomorrow, along with Lord Pei of Baoping State, I will arrive at Wutong Prefecture."
"Although the Prefecture Government Office may have received the news, still remember to pay close attention."
"To that youth named ’Song Chai Xin’..."
"By all means, do not let him leave!"
