Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 500 - 330 Three More Years_2
Chapter 500 -330 Three More Years_2
According to Zhao Sheng’s knowledge, each incarnation of the Earth Element Mother typically possessed the strength of a Late-stage Nascent Soul. If the Divine Spirit of the Earth Element Mother could be invited to possess someone, they could briefly match the prowess of Divinity Transformation.
“Heavenly Rebel Alliance? Who are these esteemed figures? The Old Mother Sect has actually learned to be smart and is now willing to join forces with other powers to start a rebellion?” Zhao Sheng thought to himself as he walked.
Currently, he didn’t have many worries, but what he hoped for the most was to find out why the Zhao Clan Members had ended up in the Netherworld.
Additionally, he also wished to know the outcome of the great war between the two realms back then. What is the status of the Tianzhu Realm now?
Over the years, he had searched through all available books and documents and dropped hints to others, but he couldn’t find even a trace of information.
“Don’t rush! The truth will be uncovered sooner or later,” Zhao Sheng assured himself quietly.
After finishing his shift, he immediately hid in the Cultivation Room, activated the Barrier to prevent outsiders from intruding.
The next second, he had vanished from that place.
Through consecutive Phase Shifting, in less than three breaths, Zhao Sheng appeared within his mansion in Chu State City.
After summoning the housekeeper and briefly hearing his report, Zhao Sheng gave him three thousand taels of silver for household expenses and then instructed him on two matters.
The first was to find two suitable shops that could be purchased later.
The second was to hire a literate tutor to teach the children of the mansion how to read and write.
While the housekeeper Zhao Da couldn’t fathom his master’s intentions, he did not hesitate to accept the tasks.
Zhao Sheng left the mansion quickly, secretly checking on Zhao Sanliu’s family before departing quietly.
The next day, two Innate Martial Artists suddenly visited Zhao Mansion. Upon meeting with the housekeeper, they brought out Zhao Sheng’s token and stated that the master of the house had invited them to watch over the mansion and, incidentally, to teach the servants some basic martial arts for fitness rather than combat.
Of course, before the two men arrived, Zhao Sheng had already returned to the Divine Prison without anyone noticing.
…
After that, Zhao Sheng would appear at the mansion every few days.
The shops were quickly purchased, and the two sons of Zhao Sanliu were “luckily” chosen to be shop assistants, their monthly grain rations converted to silver, with their salaries doubled once more.
Zhao Sanliu was also “coincidentally” favored by the master one day, who specifically selected him to become a coachman.
Being a coachman was a job with a generous salary and was relatively easy.
After all, sometimes the master wouldn’t use the carriage for a whole month.
For this reason, Zhao Sanliu was overjoyed, constantly praising the benevolent master and wishing him a long and prosperous life.
As seasons changed and time flew by, three years had passed in the blink of an eye.
One day, while Zhao Sheng was meditating and practicing, he suddenly got a whim, and the fog-like Spiritual Power in his Qi Sea swiftly poured into the Spirit Power Vortex all at once.
A whistling sound faintly emanated from his Dantian, and in the blink of an eye, a drop of liquefied Spirit Power condensed from the end of the Vortex and naturally fell, suspending itself in the middle of the Qi Sea.
A large amount of fog-like Spiritual Power quickly transformed, with drops of liquefied Spirit Power appearing like rain,
Zhao Sheng silently recited scriptures as his body began a new round of rebirth, and his spiritual power gradually transformed into Divine Sense.
Having experienced this several times in his past life, he was not anxious at all, calmly waiting for the successful advancement.
An hour later, a thread of Divine Sense quietly extended outside his body like a sprout, while the Spirit Power in his Dantian had already turned into a “Clear Spring,” pure and refined.
The Foundation Establishment process went exceptionally smoothly, as if everything fell into place naturally!
Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, the Divine Light in his gaze surged, and a reddish flame suddenly shot out from the lotus between his eyebrows, circling around his body, burning away the thick layer of pus and Blood Stain on his skin.
Suddenly,
The Divine Light in Zhao Sheng’s eyes quickly vanished, revealing a pair of calm and serene eyes.
…
The next day, at the Happy Forest canteen, there were more new faces among the Prison Guards coming to eat.
Many of the old guards had either died or been transferred to lower levels of the prison.
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It was said that there was a shortage of personnel down below, and the attrition rate of the Prison Guards was somewhat excessive.
The previous C-class Prison Guards had already disappeared without a trace, and now Zhao Sheng was considered among the old-timers.
Recently, Prison Captain Xiao Moluo was planning to promote a batch of D Class Prison Guards, and Zhao Sheng was likely included.
The reason was that throughout these three years, Zhao Sheng’s achievements had been exceptionally outstanding, ranking in the top three every year.
“Brother, lend me a few Spirit Stones to tide me over. When we get our spiritual salary, I’ll pay you back,” Qi Peng, carrying a bottle of Primordial Yang Wine, sat next to Zhao Sheng and whispered a request.
“Big brother, your gambling addiction is getting worse. If this continues, you’ll end up dead over gambling one day,” Zhao Sheng replied, putting down his food bowl and fishing out a Spirit Stone while advising him.
“Sigh, my body is getting weaker by the day. Since I don’t have many years left, might as well enjoy life to the fullest! Don’t worry, little brother, if I hear any useful information, I’ll definitely get a copy for you.”
Looking at the emaciated Qi Peng, Zhao Sheng sighed silently to himself.
“I just heard some news that Cangnan Prefecture has experienced droughts for two consecutive years, leaving the fields barren, causing the death of over a million people from starvation and leading to a minor scale disaster of starving ghosts, devouring both humans and livestock within a thousand miles.”
“…The Wu Family of Qi Wu Prefecture offended someone they shouldn’t have and now the entire family has been imprisoned. I’ve just interrogated a member of the Wu Family, and I heard that they crossed someone high up in the prefecture temple…”
“…The main temple recently issued an edict severely criticizing the severe deficits of various provinces, yet the trend of wasteful extravagance is on the rise. Our Diancang Province was specifically named. I heard our spiritual salary is going to be cut by twenty percent.”
“What, cutting our salary?! They’re a bunch of good-for-nothings. Do they still expect us to work in peace?”
“Shh… At worst, we’ll interrogate a few more prisoners and squeeze some benefits out of them. Not to hide it from you all, last year during my time outside, I found two hidden treasure lands in a row and made a small fortune unexpectedly.”
“Pah, shut your mouth! You dare speak openly of such shady dealings. Be careful, or Leader Xiao will find out and flay you alive!”
“Hmph, let’s keep the unspoken rules unspoken. Do you really think the boss is upright and incorruptible? He made a huge fortune way before you came here. It’s only because we can go out just once a year that…heh heh!”
Zhao Sheng silently listened to the surroundings, rapidly collecting useful information.
There’s a saying, “Live off the land if you’re near the mountains, live off the water if you’re near the sea!”
Having become a prison guard with no prospects, naturally, one must “make a fortune” off the prisoners.
This was an old rule in the Divine Prison; as long as you don’t go too far, those above tend to turn a blind eye.
After finishing his meal, Zhao Sheng returned to his cell, took a short nap, and then plunged back into the cultivation room.
…
In the blink of an eye, another three years passed.
The five people who shared a cell with Zhao Sheng had all been replaced. Qi Peng had died the previous year still owing him nearly a hundred spirit stones.
Interacting with the newcomers, he learned that many of them were orphans from the Grace Care Home, and a portion of them were there for minor infractions, pushed out by others.
In the past two years, the Divine Prison had become overcrowded, mostly with those involved in rebellion and insurgents, the prisoners also coming from various odd and ancient religions.
It has to be said, the concept of worshipping gods in the Netherworld was deeply ingrained, with nearly all common folk being devout believers.
That day, during roll call, an additional young Daoist suddenly appeared beside Prison Captain Xiao Moluo.
The Daoist had a handsome appearance and a gentle demeanor, wearing an immaculate white Daoist robe that stood out starkly in the dim prison.
The Prison Captain introduced him, “This is Yushu Daoist, sent by the main temple. He is also our Prison God Temple’s Four Directions Inspection Envoy.”
Four Directions Inspection Envoy?
This man certainly has quite the background!
Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but covertly observe him. The man kept a low profile, like a deep pond, unfathomable.
Furthermore, his spiritual sense was extremely sharp,
With just a few glances from Zhao Sheng, the Daoist suddenly shot a look in his direction.
The other Prison Captains couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, their looks towards Yushu laced with a hint of fear.
“The Heavenly Dao is boundless!”
Yushu’s gaze swept over everyone, his eyes full of serenity as beams of pure light radiated from his body.
The divine light that fell on the Prison Guards, whose flesh had been eroded by dark evil, suddenly felt much lighter.
“Thank you, Inspection Envoy!”
The Prison Guards bowed in thanks, with Zhao Sheng blending in and going with the flow.
What a pity that it was only a temporary solution,
The spiritual power of the Yushu Daoist was not enough to completely eradicate the dark evil erosion.
“All right, all right. Today we have received Yushu Daoist’s divine grace, we should all dutifully carry on with our jobs from now on.”
Xiao Moluo added, “Ding Jiwu, step forward!”
Zhao Sheng stepped out from the crowd, though puzzled in his mind.
“You, follow the Daoist to the sixteenth-layered prison!”
Zhao Sheng was even more baffled upon hearing this.
Though he was perplexed, he immediately cried out, “At your command. Daoist, please follow me.”
They walked in silence,
Shortly after, the two of them descended to the sixteenth-layered prison, flanked by two Black Armor Prison Guards.
