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    Chapter 638: Encountering Yu Fei Again

    Wang Chen began his first patrol in District J9.

    As a newcomer, he was assigned to a senior prison guard who would guide him through the patrol routes.

    In the Yongle dungeon, prison guards were classified into various levels.

    Excluding the lowest-level apprentice prison guards, all guards were ranked based on their years of service.

    Level one lasted three years.

    Starting at level one, if a guard completed three years without leaving, they would automatically be promoted to level two.

    And so on.

    Higher-level guards enjoyed slightly better treatment, though not significantly so.

    Additionally, in dangerous or special situations, senior guards had the authority to command junior guards, who were required to follow their orders.

    The two guards who had come to trouble Wang Chen the previous day had three silver lines on their sleeves, indicating they had been there for over three years but less than six.

    The guard accompanying Wang Chen also had three silver lines.

    However, this guard seemed to dislike newcomers, or perhaps just Wang Chen; throughout the patrol, he maintained a stern expression and spoke very little, barely exchanging words.

    Given this attitude, Wang Chen naturally didn’t try to ingratiate himself.

    They awkwardly completed a lap along the established route, and then the senior guard, eager to be rid of him, hastily left Wang Chen to perform his duties alone.

    The work of a prison guard was undeniably monotonous and tedious.

    Walking the same route seventeen or eighteen times in a day was quite normal.

    After the senior guard departed, Wang Chen found himself alone in the long corridor.

    This area was several yards deep underground, with hard and rough rock walls lined with Obsidian Lamps. Despite their efforts to emit light, the brightness faded significantly.

    This made the distant surroundings appear as if shrouded in a gray veil, reminiscent of a Buddhist lantern.

    The negative energy pervading the space constantly attempted to invade Wang Chen’s body.

    The spirit tool robe he wore could only block some of the negative energy, failing to keep it entirely at bay.

    As for the wandering dark forces and malevolence, the standard robe from the Forbidden Prison had no effect.

    Wang Chen had to rely on his Spirit and Will to resist the erosion.

    The sensation was incredibly unpleasant.

    It was as if someone was whispering incessantly in his ear, murmuring furtively, yet he could discern no clear words.

    The environment in District J9 was indeed far worse than in District C6!

    Wang Chen could hardly imagine what conditions lay deeper in the lower districts.

    He moved forward with steady steps, unhurried and at a moderate pace, inspecting each cell along the route.

    The cells here were all single rooms, and each one was separated by hundreds of steps.

    Wang Chen couldn’t fathom why things were arranged in such a manner.

    But he was certain there must be a reason.

    The cells in District J9 were starkly different from those in District C6. The latter had metal bars at the front, whereas the former was entirely enclosed by solid rock walls, with only a small window on the door for meal deliveries.

    Since it wasn’t mealtime yet, Wang Chen had walked around without catching a glimpse of any prisoners.

    However, during his solitary patrol, a prisoner began to stir up trouble.

    Thud! Thud! Thud!

    From a cell ahead of Wang Chen, loud banging noises erupted, causing his heart to race.

    Wang Chen hurried over and found someone banging against the wall!

    Was this person out of their mind?

    No matter how high a cultivator’s cultivation level was, if their powers were completely sealed, their strength would barely surpass that of an ordinary person. Moreover, given their frequent hunger, such a troublemaker was as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn.

    “Be quiet!”

    Wang Chen drew a thick, black club, polished to an exceptional smoothness.

    He then struck the stone door twice with force.

    Thud! Thud!

    The club was formidable, and after the strikes, the prisoner inside fell silent, not daring to even breathe.

    Good!

    Assured that the person inside was no longer causing trouble, Wang Chen continued his patrol.

    He reached the end of the corridor.

    Here was another cell, the most isolated from the others.

    Wang Chen had no idea who or what was locked up inside, so after a quick glance to ensure everything was fine, he was about to turn and continue his patrol.

    At that moment, a charming voice suddenly reached his ears: “Little brother, we meet again.”

    Wang Chen would rather avoid this encounter!

    He recognized the voice all too well and was shocked that after Yu Fei’s sudden disappearance in District C6, she had ended up here.

    Yu Fei!

    Whether it was pure coincidence or someone pulling strings behind the scenes, Wang Chen pretended he hadn’t heard and continued walking forward.

    “Little brother, you have such a ruthless heart.”

    Yu Fei sighed, “You use me, then toss me aside, not even leaving a cucumber for me. Heartless, sir!”

    It made it sound as though Wang Chen had truly abandoned her!

    Wang Chen had to stop in his tracks.

    He had no choice; he couldn’t let this enchantress fabricate a story that would put him in an awkward position.

    If others believed it, they might truly think Wang Chen had an inappropriate relationship with a prisoner.

    Then he wouldn’t last three years here, let alone three days!

    Wang Chen opened the small window above the stone door and shoved a thick green cucumber inside.

    He had hundreds of the same cucumbers stored in his Xumi Ring!

    The enchantress in the cell giggled, taking the cucumber and crunching down on it loudly.

    Wang Chen couldn’t help but ask, “How did you end up here?”

    Patrolling alone had its perks; sometimes he could get away with a little chatting without anyone caring or reporting him.

    Yu Fei sighed, “Maybe it’s just my bad luck.”

    Wang Chen thought it was due to her being so fierce.

    “Little brother, congratulations!”

    Yu Fei smiled, “You’ve become a real prison guard!”

    Hearing her excited tone, it was as if Wang Chen had achieved something remarkable!

    This was ridiculous.

    Through the rune-engraved stone door, Wang Chen chatted with Yu Fei for a while.

    This enchantress had a wealth of knowledge and was very familiar with the situation here.

    If it weren’t for the fear of getting into trouble due to taking too long, Wang Chen would have happily listened to her for days.

    As Wang Chen was leaving, Yu Fei looked close to tears, sobbing softly, “The prison is dangerous; take care, sir.”

    It was as if Wang Chen was about to leave forever.

    Only this one enchantress had started causing trouble; Wang Chen soon faced another situation with a prisoner acting up.

    He swiftly reported the issue using his “spiritual intuition.”

    Soon, the Forbidden Prison Office dispatched an elite battle cultivator team to quickly suppress the troublemakers.

    They opened the stone door, bursting into the cell, swinging their clubs and delivering heavy blows to the unruly prisoners.

    The dull sounds of impact and the pitiable cries blended together, sending chills down anyone’s spine.

    After a session of tough lessons, even the most rebellious prisoners learned how to be compliant!

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