Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 521 - 340: To Surrender or Not to Surrender?_2
Chapter 521 -340: To Surrender or Not to Surrender?_2
It’s worth mentioning that Wei Chong’s successful promotion and wealth had unsettled another Class A Prison Guard.
No one knew whose strings he pulled, but merely half a month later, he was also suddenly reassigned out of the Divine Prison.
The departure of two major prison guards suddenly put Prison Captain Ren Zhong in a tough spot.
The seventeenth and eighteenth prison levels could not go unpatrolled, yet those below Class A were not eligible, and it surely couldn’t fall to the esteemed Prison Captain to patrol personally.
Ren Zhong knew that his sudden promotion to Prison Captain had blocked many people’s paths in the temple, and they were seizing this opportunity to give him a hard time.
However, he was not one to be trifled with since he could replace Xiao Moluo as Prison Captain, he naturally had strong support behind him.
Thus, on the morning of the third day, Ren Zhong arrived back at the prison with three imposing newcomers.
In the presence of nearly two hundred prison guards, Ren Zhong openly read the appointments, adding three Class A Guards at once, which immediately sparked a flurry of whispers among the guards.
Zhao Sheng, inconspicuous in the crowd, had a twinkle in his eye.
Because among the three “newcomers,” he recognized a familiar face.
It was a senior with a firm facial structure and a full head of white hair, a scorpion tattoo on his neck, and hands as pale and smooth as jade, emitting a faint jade light.
This man had once appeared at a Heavenly Rebel Alliance outpost in the Great Sun Temple, and the person who received him was none other than Zhao Zhongque.
This person… was a member of the Heavenly Rebel Alliance!
After taking a glance at the senior, Zhao Sheng’s gaze shifted elsewhere, but his mind was busy wondering which prisoner in the Divine Prison was worth such a grand scheme by the Heavenly Rebel Alliance.
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Pop pop!
In the Cultivation Room, red and black clouds of fire entwined endlessly, bursts of tiny crisp popping sounds filled the air as if bubbles were bursting.
Zhao Sheng was seated cross-legged in the Spirit Gathering Array, his Karmic Fire burning fiercely all around him fast refining the gloomy evil spirits flooding in from all directions into streams of dark red special Spiritual Power into his Core Energy Sea.
Blessed with the experiences of several lifetimes, Zhao Sheng’s path in cultivation was both quick and steady.
Having reached the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer just under a decade, he would advance to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment in a few years.
The Red Lotus Karma Fire Scripture, one of the five major True Scriptures of the Heavenly Dao Sect, not only provided profound insights directly linking to Divinity Transformation but also spared the cultivator countless efforts.
Normally, a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator needs to overcome the transformation of Spiritual Power quality to advance to the Late Stage.
But Zhao Sheng didn’t need to, as long as the Karmic Fire kept refining the yin-evil spirits, the quality of his Spiritual Fire would naturally improve.
When the six petals of the Red Lotus evolved into nine, the Spiritual Power within Zhao Sheng would also undergo a transformation.
Now, he was about to face this minor hurdle.
Because he had perused the experience notebooks of many predecessors in Zhenlang Pavilion, Zhao Sheng was well aware of how to break through this hurdle quickly and safely.
Karmic Fire Purges Evil!
Refining a profoundly sinful old ghost was undoubtedly the quickest and best choice.
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Time flew by as Zhao Sheng immersed himself in arduous cultivation. Before he knew it, it was time to go out for fresh air.
That day, while Zhao Sheng was eating meat and drinking wine in the cafeteria, Leng Sha came over with a skinny middle-aged prison guard, all smiles as he sat down next to him.
“Hey, big brother! Where shall we go for some fun later?” Leng Sha and Zhao Sheng shared a room and had the closest relationship, so he asked directly without any reservation.
Zhao Sheng swallowed his drink, looked up at the two, and replied, “Old Sha, are you trying to borrow Spirit Stones again? Tell me, how much? Anything over a hundred is a no-go, and interest will be charged separately.”
Leng Sha’s smile stiffened, and he immediately defended himself with a sense of grievance, “My dear boss! I was inviting you out for a good time, to drink and flirt. Hard to believe you’re not grateful. I don’t have Spirit Stones, but Xiao Liu does! Today, it’s his treat.”
The middle-aged prison guard known as Xiao Liu quickly agreed with a nod and a laugh, “Yes, yes, my treat! Before I came here, I had heard that Boss Bao is kind and generous, as honorable as the skies. So I hope Boss Bao can grant me the honor of visiting the Flying Immortal Boat to enjoy wine and appreciate beauties. It would help us get closer too.”
This person was new and seemed to be looking for a protector.
Zhao Sheng didn’t think much about it and agreed with a nod.
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As a young and vigorous prison guard, he needed to blend well with the other guards.
The Divine Prison was a dangerous place, and with the guards under considerable pressure all year round, going to a brothel to drink and unwind was undoubtedly the best way to relieve stress during their outings.
Half a day later, the highest gate of the Divine Prison burst open, and figures sporting flowing garments dashed out, each showing their skills, either flying with magic tools or leaping through the air, speeding towards Chu State City.
By then, Zhao Sheng was being escorted out of the Divine Prison surrounded by a group of people. Everyone else laughed and bid him farewell as they scattered, leaving only Leng Sha and the Liu-surnamed prison guard at the scene.
Shortly after, a low-key luxurious talismanic vehicle pulled by two golden plumed giant eagles soared into the sky, circled half-round, and headed towards Yueshen Lake.
The Flying Immortal Boat was a well-known Red Pavilion in Chu State City, with boat fairies each more beautiful than the last, all talented and graceful.
The Flying Immortal Boat specialized in high-end business, and one needed an invitation to board. Guests included high-ranking officials, rich merchants, and even nobles, occasionally graced by high-standing Cultivators giving guidance.
That day, the entire Flying Immortal Boat was booked by three “bosses,” one of whom spent seventy to eighty Spirit Stones in a single move.
The ship owner, experienced and knowledgeable, immediately realized the visitors must be of significant status, likely high-standing “Cultivators.”
Thus, each fairy on the boat took great care in their appearance and went to great lengths to win the favor of the three guests.
