Chapter 644

Chapter 644: Old Demon Han

Wang Chen found himself isolated.

Although he had always been a lone figure in District J9, there were still a few guards willing to exchange a few words with him.

However, after his return from the Little Yin Mountain inn, where he had thoroughly humiliated Old Knife, the gossip spread like wildfire throughout District J9, and soon, no one dared to speak to Wang Chen in private.

It was common for guards to form cliques, and even within the largest battle cultivator circles, small factions were the norm.

Wang Chen, not belonging to any group, had now offended those within the battle cultivator circle. Even guards outside this circle began to keep their distance, wary of inviting unnecessary trouble.

This led to an invisible barrier forming around Wang Chen whenever he appeared in public.

For instance, when Wang Chen went to the duty hall, any colleagues he encountered would either avoid him or pretend not to see him.

It was as if Wang Chen had become an Evil Spirit!

Yet, Wang Chen’s reaction to this complete isolation was…

"Isn’t this just perfect?"

To him, the guards in the Yongle dungeon were no different from the prisoners in their cells.

The place was rife with scoundrels, their usual traits being craftiness, slyness, and deceit.

Wang Chen had never been fond of dealing with such people, so being actively shunned by them was a relief!

His goal in joining the Forbidden Prison Office was clear: to survive for three years and secure an immortal city household registration.

He wasn’t there to make friends or engage in any form of conflict.

The isolation by others was exactly what Wang Chen desired!

Occasionally, he would encounter Hu Qi or Old Knife, who would greet him with venomous glares, their hostility unmistakable!

But this had no effect on Wang Chen.

As long as he remained within the dungeon, he was protected and bound by its rules.

No matter how much Hu Qi despised him, or how much Old Knife wished to flay him alive, they could only watch as Wang Chen went about his business, unable to inflict any real harm.

In this vast world, rules reign supreme, and the rules of the Forbidden Prison Office are particularly formidable!

Hu Qi and Old Knife could only hope that the harsh conditions of District J9 would take their toll on Wang Chen. Without the guidance of old guards, he might one day fall prey to the Evil Spirits.

Or perhaps he would succumb to the negative energy and malevolence, ending up in a state of utter terror!

In that case, they would achieve their desires without lifting a finger.

The question remained: when would Wang Chen stumble?

As days passed, Wang Chen, now stationed in District J9, gradually adapted to the work and life there.

The negative energy that posed a threat to ordinary guards was effortlessly blocked by his Immortal Body; even prolonged exposure day and night did not harm him, let alone affect his core.

As for any Evil Spirits or magical spirits he encountered during his patrols, they were nothing more than fortunate treats!

With a single bite, Wang Chen could either gain valuable Virtue points or increase the high-purity spiritual energy available for cultivation!

Relying on the unmatched power of the Heavenly Net for Exorcising Evil, Wang Chen thrived like a fish in water.

He did not neglect his daily cultivation, gradually accumulating experience in the Preheaven Five Element Technique, step by step advancing toward higher realms, laying a solid foundation for forming his Golden Core.

“You’re quite interesting, kid.”

In District J9, a black-robed cultivator sat cross-legged in the underground, observing Wang Chen, who had just brought him a meal with curious eyes. “Nowadays, it’s rare to see a young person as composed as you.”

Even though he was imprisoned and had his power and divine sense sealed, his gaze remained sharp.

Since Wang Chen was the only person the black-robed cultivator could see, he had focused much of his attention on observing him, with no special intent—just out of boredom and curiosity.

As a result of this observation, the black-robed cultivator discovered that Wang Chen’s cultivation level was improving daily.

Because he could see it directly, he was quite surprised.

This indicated that Wang Chen’s growth was noticeable!

It was essential to understand that this was District J9 of the Yongle dungeon, an environment so dreadful that even breathing felt like a sin.

For a young cultivator like Wang Chen to perform the work of a guard and maintain his level was already quite remarkable.

For him to advance at such a rapid pace seemed almost ridiculous!

Yet the facts were before him, leaving no room for doubt; Wang Chen’s technique must be special.

Or he must have his own opportunities.

As for the possibility of using elixirs to boost his cultivation level, the black-robed cultivator outright denied it.

He could tell with his nose whether Wang Chen had consumed any elixirs.

The truth was that Wang Chen hadn’t taken any, which was truly impressive!

In response to the heartfelt compliment from the black-robed cultivator, Wang Chen merely smiled. “Senior, you’re too kind.”

In fact, he could be quite fierce!

“You don’t need to be modest.”

The black-robed cultivator shook his head and sighed. “If I had… cough, never mind.”

At this point, with his current state, discussing the past was quite amusing.

Only the inept would ignore the reality before them, drowning in past glories.

Wang Chen became a bit curious.

This prisoner was confined in the cheapest corner of District J, enjoying the luxury of a large private cell and an exclusive formation of restrictions, which clearly indicated he was not an ordinary person.

Wang Chen’s previous understanding of him was very limited; he only knew that this individual, surnamed Han, was a demon cultivator with the highest danger level listed!

Thus, Wang Chen referred to him as Old Demon Han.

The Yongle dungeon was full of hidden talents; the identities of the prisoners were extremely complex, and demon cultivators were quite normal.

Wang Chen’s first impression of Old Demon Han was actually quite poor since he appeared arrogant, acting like he was the best in the world despite being imprisoned, looking down at Wang Chen, a mere guard.

Wang Chen paid him no mind!

However, as Wang Chen increased his patrols and became more familiar with the surroundings, Old Demon Han lowered his attitude, and their interactions became more normal.

Wang Chen guessed that the other party should be a Golden Core cultivator.

If a Purple Palace cultivator acted like that, they would have been killed long ago!

“If I were truly modest…”

Wang Chen said, “I wouldn’t still be just a little guard now.”

Throughout his journey, even with the help of the Cultivation Panel, he had been through many hardships, teetering on the edge of life and death multiple times, and now he just wanted to find a true sense of stability.

Ultimately, it was because Wang Chen came from very humble beginnings.

Some people were born at the top of the celestial realm, while others worked their entire lives and still couldn’t even reach the periphery of the celestial realm.

The gap was far too vast.

“With your talent, if you were in an immortal clan or sect, you would have long been among the true disciples!”

The black-robed cultivator said, “In my day, I…”

Boom!

Before he could finish his sentence, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Countless dust particles began to fall.