Chapter 163: He's a Good Seed
ed in candlelight, with a dragon's head for a torso."What is this!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!All the cultivators present remained unmoved.Shen Changqing raised...The purpose of the Zhen Xie Ge is to study demonic creatures, specifically those low-level ones, such as ghosts and goblins. The Zhen Mo Yu was created by them.
"The name 'Demons' Prison' was actually supposed to be 'Evil Spirits' Prison,' but since there were also some weaker demons in Demons' Prison, they just went with 'Demons' Prison instead."
“As for the purpose of Fengmo Pavilion, it is to research demons.”
As for the Inner Affairs Ministry, it oversees all miscellaneous affairs within the Netherworld Pavilion and the supply of resources from all aspects.
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Zhong Ning’s words flowed non-stop, with no pause at all.
"Those who can enter the Ministry of Internal Affairs are those who have made significant contributions to either the Demon Suppression Division or the Inward Palace, but due to certain reasons, they are unable to continue making contributions. Therefore, they will all be transferred to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to handle logistical matters."
"If there is no support from the Cabinet, it will be difficult for research in other areas to proceed as well."
"As for the Town Demon Pavilion and the Sealing Demon Pavilion, they both require individuals with expertise in demonic beings to be eligible for entry. You do not meet those qualifications."
"So, the only place you can truly enter is the Martial Pavilion."
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Zhong Ning turned to face Shen Changqing and said solemnly.
"Let me introduce myself again, I am Elder Zhong Ning of the Martial Pavilion. Since you haven't entered the Heart-Seeking Pavilion yet, everything can be reversed. But once you enter the Heart-Seeking Pavilion, unless you are expelled, you cannot withdraw on your own."
At this point, you still need to think it through.
After all, entering the Qianshen Pavilion isn't as simple as just coming and going.
The speaker's tone was solemn.
Shen Changqing didn't think much of it.
"Elder Zhong's words were serious. Now that I have joined the Demon Suppression Division, there is no way to retreat. So what's the problem with entering the Hidden Heart Pavilion again"
Upon hearing this.
Zhong Ning was speechless.
“You're right, they are pretty much the same anyway. Since we've already joined the Demon Suppression Bureau, joining the Inner Chamber of Meditation won't hurt.”
Then.
His gaze towards Shen Changqing became approving.
“Being open-minded can be quite beneficial sometimes. You should go to the Internal Affairs Office with me now and register. Everyone who joins the Hidden Heart Pavilion has to register there.”
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When speaking, Zhong Ning led people toward the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
The palace is located.
He was already quite familiar with the way, and in no time, he arrived at a magnificent palace.
The inscription "Shangshu Neiwei" on the building's name basically reveals its origins.
Went into.
Shen Changqing discovered that this place was very similar in layout to the Demon Slayer Hall, only it didn't have as many people coming and going as usual.
"Looks familiar, doesn't it The layout of the Demon Slayer Hall is based on the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Zhong Ning seemed to have seen Shen Changqing's thoughts and explained with a smile.
Immediately.
Then the two came to the counter.
Behind the counter sat an elderly man, dozing off. He seemed to be about the same age as Zhong Ning, but his upkeep wasn't as good.
However.
In Shen Changqing's perception, the other party's qi and blood were equally vigorous, like the sun shining brightly, impossible to ignore.
Seeing this scene.
He was also secretly astonished.
Here's another being with formidable qi and blood strength.
>You should know.
This is just the qi and blood hidden within the body, to such a state. If one were to truly make a move, their power would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.
For comparison.
Although Shen Changqing's own qi and blood were equally vigorous, that was his greatest foundation.
Whether it was Zhong Ning or the old man behind the counter, they had lived for countless years. To say they only relied on a single body of qi and blood as their foundation, he didn't believe it.
Knock, knock!
John Ning tapped on the table, his face impatient.
"Old Ghost Tan, don't sleep anymore, get up and greet the guests!"
Suddenly.
The old man opened his sparse eyes, and upon seeing Zhong Ning, he immediately revealed a displeased expression.
"It's you again. Why don't you stay in your Wugong properly and come here every few days I told you, the Neiwi Pavilion only provides so many resources each year. Don't keep urging me, even if you nag me, I can't produce extra resources for you."
If you really can't hold it in, go to a brothel and have some fun with two young girls.
But you're quite old, I'm afraid you couldn't stand this kind of hardship.
Upon hearing this.
Zhong Ning's face was as black as ink.
If this were a normal day, he wouldn't be bothered, but since he was bringing in a new recruit.
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The other person's words.
Needless to say, this made the elder of the Martial Pavilion feel very embarrassed.
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"You think I'd willingly come to this dump I'm here with people, introduced by that punk Dongfang Zhao. They're joining my martial arts academy now, so you better get them registered."
"New here"
The old man's displeasure faded considerably, his gaze shifting to the young man standing beside Zhong Ning.
It was just a glance.
Shen Changqing felt like he had been seen through by the other party.
I got goosebumps all over my body, it felt really uncomfortable.
“He’s got powerful qi and blood, his physique is considered entry-level. Looking at his bone age, he's not very old, a good seedling indeed. If he becomes the garrison commander in the future, he might become another top powerhouse. It's a pity he joined your martial arts academy!”
“Shut up, that Eastern Command kid got into the Martial Pavilion. When is it your turn to whine and complain”
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Zhong Ning angrily shouted.
Upon seeing this.
The old man was not angry, but just shook his head and smiled wryly.
"You all, are relentless. The human limit is not so easily broken. Throughout history, no one has ever done it. Blind pursuit isn't necessarily a good thing."
"Fuck your bull**."
Zhong Ning was furious, as if someone had stepped on his tail.
He really wanted to lash out, but thinking about the new recruits around him, he forcibly suppressed his anger.
“It’s not like no one can succeed, hmph!”
"Things that happened so many years ago were never really investigated. Besides, even if they were true, the current environment is impossible to recreate."
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Seeing Zhong Ning's face getting worse and worse, the old man didn't want to stimulate him any further.
"Never mind."
"Go ahead and persist, maybe you’ll actually find a way. Even if you do, it's not guaranteed that you'll be able to break through the limits of a martial artist. But if you truly find a method that can shatter those limits, it will be a boon for all humankind."
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After so many years of rampant demons, it's time for something to balance the scales.
The old man shook his head, thinking of some unpleasant things.
Immediately.
The gaze fell back onto Shen Changqing.
"Please show me your ID card."
"Please take a look."
Shen Changqing took out his identity token and then passed it over.
Received the token.
The old man looked at the information above.
"The demon-slaying master from the lower realm, Shen Changqing—"
The name is unfamiliar.
But he didn't think much about it, just took out a blank jade pendant and engraved a few characters on it.
The Demon Slayer of the Underground Floor.
Chen Changqing.
Like the identity token, but different is that under the three characters of Zhen Mo Si, there are three small characters added: Qìnxīn Gé.
Next.
The old man took out another notebook and was recording something on it.
After a long time.
He gave the jade token to Shen Changqing.
“If you get blood on it, then the token will be completely bound to you. Even if the token is lost in the future, you can use your connection with each other to find the missing token.”
If the token can't be found, don't worry too much.
Because once a token leaves your presence for an hour and loses its blood connection, it will automatically be destroyed.
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Blood recognition!
The old man's words almost made Shen Changqing think he had arrived in some kind of Xianxia world.
There was no hesitation.
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He drew out the Cold Moon Sword and slashed a cut on his own finger.
Then.
Do not force out a drop of blood until the wound has healed on its own.
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Blood dripped out, falling onto the jade token.
Suddenly.
The fresh blood merged with the jade token, and the originally white token quietly took on a verdant green hue.
Then the elder took out a jade pendant, on which was engraved the name Shen Changqing.
“You are dripping drops of your blood here, as a record of your breath, to prevent anyone from impersonating you in the future.”
"Okay."
Shen Changqing had no choice but to reopen the healing wound.
Just one drop of fresh blood falls.
The old man nodded in satisfaction, took the jade pendant and said.
“The jade token is your new identity token in the Demon Suppression Division. You can discard your old one, but an identity token is ultimately an important thing and shouldn't be discarded carelessly.”
You can hand the token over to the Department of Internal Affairs, and someone will naturally help you handle it.
Moreover, once the identity token is handed over to the Ministry of Interior Affairs, any subsequent trouble caused by this identity token will have nothing to do with you.
Then please trouble me senior.
"It's nothing."
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The old man smiled faintly, then took out something and wrote a certificate, stamping it with the unique seal of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He handed it to Shen Changqing.
“This is an identity token retrieval certificate. You can keep it, generally this thing is not very useful, only if there is any dispute in the future, it may be used.”
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Thank you.
Sheng Changqing glanced at the content of the certificate, then put it away.
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There's nothing unusual about the content. It simply states that the original identity token has been submitted to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and all that remains is for it to be stamped.
The seal was different from the Qin seals he had seen before.
Moreover, the seal was strikingly red like blood, made of a material unknown to me.
This should be a blank line.
“You’re all registered now. If you have any problems later, feel free to come to the Department of Internal Affairs and find me. My name is Tan Tianji, an elder here in the Department of Internal Affairs. You can call me whatever you like, just don't be as rude as that old geezer Zhong.”
The old man, that is, Tan Tianji, smiled.
Upon hearing this.
Zhong Ning's face was grim.
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"My people from the Wu Ge don't need to come to you people in the Nei Wei Ge for help. You must not have woken up yet. Since registration is complete, that's it. Stop talking so much nonsense all day."
That's all I have to say.
He looked at Shen Changqing.
"You're officially registered now, as of today you're part of my Wugé. There are some things I'll tell you about later when we get back to Wugé. Come on."
"Well, Elder Tan bids farewell."
"Walk slowly."
Tan Tianji smiled.
Watching the two disappear, he sat back down, his expression somewhat strange.
“He’s indeed a good seedling. How many years has it been since someone like him, at such a young age, officially entered the physical realm It’s a pity that martial arts have their limits. Even with exceptional talent, there's no one to follow in his footsteps.”
He muttered to himself for a while, then shook his head and smiled wryly.
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