Chapter 630
by fanqienovelChapter 630: Into the Prison
It is better to charge into battle than to enter the Forbidden Prison dungeon!
This is the consensus among the cultivators of Yongle Immortal City. Even if Jia Sidao didn’t mention it, Wang Chen could easily gather this information from others.
Thus, he spoke with a tempting tone: “Fellow traveler, the work I, old Jia, engage in may not be honorable, but I never intentionally deceive others. Compared to the Assault Camp and the Forbidden Prison Office, joining an immortal clan is a far superior choice.”
What’s wrong with serving others?
It’s certainly better than facing certain death!
“I know of an immortal clan that is currently recruiting new talents. If you’re interested, I can make an introduction for you…”
A glimmer of ill intent flickered deep within Jia Sidao’s eyes.
After listening to him, Wang Chen produced a spirit stone and placed it before him once more.
“This is your payment.”
Jia Sidao leaned forward, utterly bewildered: “Is this a joke?”
“This is merely a spirit fragment!”
Indeed, Wang Chen had given him a low-grade spirit stone.
The disparity between spirit fragments and Upper Spirits is immense—ten thousandfold!
“Your information is only worth this much.”
Wang Chen remarked lightly: “Don’t assume I’m unaware of your intentions; I simply choose not to engage.”
Though the other concealed it well, the faint malice directed at him did not escape Wang Chen’s spiritual perception.
“Fine, fine!”
Jia Sidao laughed bitterly in his fury: “Loose cultivators these days are truly remarkable. Then I wish you a prosperous journey and a swift ascent!”
Wang Chen smiled: “I appreciate your blessings.”
He acted as though the veiled curse in Jia Sidao’s words had completely eluded him.
Jia Sidao flicked his sleeve and stormed off.
Yet, after a few steps, he turned back, snatched the spirit fragment from the table, and left.
Despite his resentment, even the smallest gain is still a gain!
As he departed, the middle-aged cultivator cast a look of unbridled malice towards Wang Chen.
Wang Chen calmly sipped the now-cooled spiritual tea before also exiting the teahouse.
He meandered through the streets, and upon returning to the inn, his appearance had altered.
Neither now nor before had Wang Chen ever revealed his true visage to others!
Thus, even if Jia Sidao sought revenge, he would find it impossible to track down the true target.
Wang Chen had already selected his next objective.
On his fifth day in the outer reaches of Yongle Immortal City, he took a new stride towards his ascension to immortality.
Living under the Bixi giant turtle, those who wished to ascend to the immortal city not only needed the proper qualifications but also had to follow the official route; flying directly up was not an option.
Otherwise, they risked being killed on the spot with no chance to protest!
To travel from the ground to the turtle’s back, one had to rely on the Bixi’s long whiskers.
This giant turtle had numerous fleshy whiskers on its jaw and neck, which extended deep into the mud to draw on the earth’s energy, nourishing itself and aiding in its cultivation.
These fleshy whiskers formed small teleportation formations. Once cultivators bound for the immortal city passed their inspections, they simply needed to step into one of these formations to be instantly transported away.
Wang Chen presented his identity token and gold voucher and pill book to the Yongle cultivators guarding the dragon whiskers, paid a spirit stone as the "elevator fee," and then slipped through the gap between two thick fleshy whiskers to enter the teleportation formation.
In a flash of light, his figure vanished without a trace!
When Wang Chen opened his eyes again, his mind cleared, and the sight before him left him momentarily stunned.
The bustle and noise of Yongle Immortal City were far more vibrant than Wang Chen had imagined.
He found himself in a small open plaza in the city, enclosed by railings with only one entrance for passage.
The four streets leading to the plaza were bustling with people, filled with the sounds of hawking—and even the occasional argument.
Looking further out, the tall buildings shimmered with an ethereal quality, and one could only wonder how many cultivators resided within them!
Wang Chen didn’t rush to his destination; instead, he blended into the crowd at a leisurely pace, observing everything around him.
To be honest, Wang Chen felt like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.
The tall buildings he had grown tired of in his previous life now seemed to reappear in the celestial realm in a different form, with most structures in this immortal city towering dozens or even hundreds of feet high.
The higher one looked, the more ethereal the atmosphere became.
Even within the same city, the hierarchy was clear!
As Wang Chen continued his observations, he unexpectedly encountered five Golden Core true masters on the street!
These Golden Core true masters were quite unassuming; their attire was not much different from that of ordinary cultivators, but the aura they inadvertently exuded sent shivers down one’s spine!
After inquiring with a few passersby, Wang Chen arrived in front of a drab, gray building.
The Forbidden Prison Office.
This was the infamous location of the Forbidden Prison dungeon.
Before Wang Chen could approach the front door, at least three sharp gazes locked onto him!
“The Forbidden Prison Office isn’t hiring anyone right now,” the battle cultivator guarding the door said coldly. “Come back in a few days.”
Wang Chen nodded and turned to leave.
“Wait.”
Just as he was about to step out the door, a rough voice suddenly reached his ears.
A towering muscular man quickly emerged from inside and blocked Wang Chen’s path.
His appearance could only be described as rugged—an understatement.
The muscular man sized up Wang Chen and asked in a deep voice, “What is your name?”
Wang Chen respectfully replied, “Junior Wang Chen, from Feixu Camp.”
He lowered his posture because the man before him was undeniably a Golden Core cultivator!
Wang Chen had seen many Golden Core cultivators since he began his cultivation journey, but none had the look of a thug!
“Feixu Camp?”
The muscular man thought for a moment: “I think I’ve heard that name before, but it doesn’t matter. Since you’ve come to Yongle Immortal City, your past connections are of little concern.”
“I’ll ask you once: do you want to join the Forbidden Prison Office?”
Facing a Golden Core true master, what could Wang Chen say—did he even have the option to refuse?
He decisively replied, “I wish to join the Forbidden Prison Office!”
Even if it meant being a temporary worker and facing great danger, this was Wang Chen’s foundation in this immortal city and a stepping stone to greater heights.
“Very good.”
The muscular man smiled: “From now on, you will be under my jurisdiction. Right now, District C6 is short on staff, so I will take you there to help.”
Wang Chen was taken aback—this was all happening too quickly!
He hadn’t completed any formalities, yet he was being dragged in to fill a gap.
Was the Forbidden Prison Office so short on manpower?
This felt truly troubling!
But it was a done deal, and this Golden Core true master was a decisive man who acted swiftly; he grabbed Wang Chen and led him into the Forbidden Prison Office.
They moved through corridors and halls before turning into a tunnel leading underground.
The entire process left Wang Chen without control over his own body, completely led by the other until they reached a broad and bright underground space.
“Here we are.”
The muscular man released Wang Chen, exhaling deeply: “The next steps are yours to handle.”
After speaking, his figure swayed, and he disappeared without a trace.
Only the bewildered Wang Chen was left in the wind!