Chapter 632

Chapter 632: Apprentice Prison Guard Wang Chen (Part Two)

In the room, the sound of snoring was loud and clear.

Wang Chen was not surprised by this.

After spending half a month together, he had come to understand Dan Lingfeng’s nature thoroughly.

This old guard was not exactly a bad person, but he was exceptionally skilled in deceit and trickery. He was deeply addicted to alcohol and gambling, and apart from steering clear of women, there was little about him that could be praised.

Yet, the sincere words he had just spoken had once again altered Wang Chen’s view of this seasoned veteran.

Perhaps there was still a glimmer of conscience within him.

Wang Chen quietly left and returned to his own quarters.

Every prison guard stationed in the dungeon had their own living space. Although Wang Chen’s assigned room was not large, it was fully equipped—like a small sparrow that has all its vital organs. It contained all necessary equipment, furniture, and daily essentials.

Moreover, it was quite warmly decorated.

But do not mistake it for a cozy little nest!

It was said that the Giant Dragon Tortoise that supported Yongle Immortal City rested on a large spiritual vein, absorbing spiritual energy day and night to meet the needs of the immortal city.

Consequently, the spiritual energy environment within the city was excellent, nearly on par with that of a true blessed land.

This might be one of the key reasons why countless loose cultivators were eager to secure a place in the immortal registry.

However, the situation in the Ninth Level Dungeon of the Forbidden Prison Office was entirely different.

As one descended layer by layer, the concentration of spiritual energy continuously decreased, replaced by negative energy!

It was rumored that the location of the Ninth Level Dungeon coincided with the Soul Gate of the Bixi dragon tortoise.

This “soul” was not related to the physical body but referred to the essence of waste.

The Soul Gate was also known as the exit of the five organs, a place where water and grains should not be stored for long!

It was an outlet for waste.

The population of Yongle Immortal City numbered in the millions; the evil thoughts and malicious intentions of the people, all the negative waste energy, would be expelled through the Soul Gate into the earth veins to prevent the emergence of Evil Spirits!

The Ninth Level Dungeon was essentially built within this passageway.

This situation sounded rather unpleasant and was a significant reason why the residents of the immortal city kept their distance from the personnel of the Forbidden Prison Office.

No one wanted to be tainted by malevolence!

The reason why the Forbidden Prison Office was always recruiting from outside, even promoting enticing advertisements for three years of membership, was rooted in this very issue.

Sitting on the soft couch, Wang Chen took out a pill bottle from his pocket.

He poured a fragrant red spirit pill into his palm.

This was the Pulse Opening and Evil Dispelling Pill, which could help resist the invasiveness of negative energy after consumption.

One pill a day could last for twelve hours.

All prison guards could receive it for free.

However, Wang Chen had never taken it since obtaining it; he only got the pill to avoid appearing too unique.

His Immortal Body could entirely withstand the invasion of negative energy.

Earlier, Jia Sidao had presented Wang Chen with three paths to join the ranks, and Wang Chen promptly chose the Forbidden Prison Office.

For him, the Ninth Level Dungeon was no dead end; he could thrive there like a fish in water.

Wang Chen had already experienced similar situations!

He poured the spirit pill back into the pill bottle and stored it away, then sealed the door. With a swift motion of his right arm, he summoned the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil.

The negative energy permeating the surrounding space was instantly drawn to the large net, as if willingly ensnaring itself!

This was an unexpected discovery for Wang Chen.

The Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil could directly absorb the negative energy from this place without requiring Wang Chen’s control; the efficiency of absorption and transformation was remarkable.

He then utilized the spiritual energy contained within the Exorcising Net to continue his cultivation, ensuring no delays in his training.

Moreover, with the negative energy removed, the room’s atmosphere became much more pleasant, no longer exuding a chilling aura but instead feeling brighter and warmer!

Time flew by, and as the early morning arrived, Wang Chen rose to wash and clean himself.

After breakfast, he began his inspection of the monitoring area.

As an intern at the Forbidden Prison Office, Wang Chen’s daily duty was to patrol the prisoners in his sector and ensure they wouldn’t stir up any trouble.

At the first sign of disturbance, he would immediately report it to his superiors.

Wang Chen touched the “Baili Lingji” hanging on his shoulder.

The so-called Baili Lingji, akin to a mobile phone from his previous life, enabled him to communicate with friends over long distances and make reports.

Every guard in the Forbidden Prison Office was issued one, and Wang Chen was no exception!

“Hey, kid!”

As he turned a corner, a deliberately hushed voice suddenly called out from the side.

Wang Chen turned to see a muscular man just a few steps away, gripping the metal bars tightly with a menacing glare, sneering, “Come here and lick it; my goat is dead!”

Though his powers were sealed and his feet bound with iron chains, his physical strength remained formidable.

The prisoners in District C6 were mostly at the Purple Palace Level, and this man was no exception, boasting a cultivation level of the eighth or ninth tier, his heavily muscled frame exuding an intimidating presence.

Yet, despite being a formidable Purple Palace cultivator, his foul language made one want to cover their ears.

The goat is dead?

Wang Chen smiled faintly and approached, suddenly producing a long staff in his hand, which he thrust directly toward the man’s dantian area.

“Ugh…”

The boisterous guilty cultivator was instantly struck as if by lightning, clutching his stomach and collapsing to the ground.

What a pity!

Wang Chen shook his head and continued his patrol.

He was no stranger to poking this man’s dantian; the latter seemed either delirious or in need of venting, as he always acted erratically upon seeing Wang Chen, either with cold ridicule or fierce curses.

And there were plenty of similar characters in District C6!

Deep underground, where sunlight barely reached, a long corridor was lined with cell after cell. Inside, some inmates lay motionless, others faced the wall murmuring to themselves, some looked haggard, while others were dirty and disheveled…

No matter how glorious their pasts had been, now they resembled dead dogs stripped of their spinal bones, barely clinging to life.

The prisoners had no access to the Pulse Opening and Evil Dispelling Pill; they could only struggle against the negative energy without their cultivation, making their days feel like years.

Those who couldn’t endure silently passed away, and the rest merely survived in a state of despair!

As a guard traversing this space, one inevitably absorbed the violent, desperate, dejected, and resentful emotions radiating from these prisoners.

If one’s will was not strong enough, it was quite possible to sink into depravity!

“Little brother.”

When Wang Chen reached the innermost part of District C6, a soft and gentle voice reached his ears.

The speaker was a female cultivator residing in the last cell.

Her appearance was not stunning, but her features were quite charming, and her pose, lying down while raising her graceful upper body, was captivating.

Especially her pair of watery eyes, which, without words, looked pitiful.

“Little brother, can you keep me company and talk?”

She pleaded, “Just a few words; I’m going crazy in here. Please, little brother!”

Wang Chen paused and sighed.

Then he handed her a cucumber through the bars, saying, “Use this for now.”