Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 225 - 186 Taiping Prefecture Inspection Office Civil City God Wei Linggong!
Chapter 225: Chapter 186 Taiping Prefecture Inspection Office Civil City God Wei Linggong!
[Ding!]
[Detected a vacancy in the divine position within the current world, matching in progress...]
[Matching complete.]
[Congratulations to the Master for being conferred the title of ’Taiping Prefecture Division of Inspections Civil City God, Wei Ling Gong.’]
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Name: Chen Jichuan [The Fifth]
Age: 18
Immortal-order: 1
Immortal Position: Taiping Prefecture Division of Inspections Civil City God, Wei Ling Gong
Level: 20
Cultivation: None
Talent: Creation·Insight; Creation·Derivation
Cultivation Techniques: "Sword Map"[Deriving Progress: 17.79%]; "Five Forms Eight Techniques Fist"; "Taiyin Refining Body Technique"; "Primordial Skill"; "Corpse Control Technique"
Magic:
Low-level: Omitted
Middle-stage: Wind Thunder Wings [Deriving Progress: 1.55%], Transformation Technique, Seven Elements Relieving Calamity Ruyi Tiangang Splitting Light Sword Technique, Protective Sword Shield, Catkins Body Method, Concealing Technique, Crystal Shadow Refraction Technique, Golden Bell Shield Skill, Pure Yang True Fire, Paper Cutting into Soldiers Skill, Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill, Circular Light Skill, ..., Omitted
High-level: Mystical Gate Skill
Magical Treasures: None
Skill: Alchemy (First-order); Artifact Refining (First-order)
Immortal Salary: 100 (+100)
Source Power: 6202149
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Chen Jichuan carefully stepped forward, scanning all around.
He found himself in a dilapidated temple, dust coating the surroundings, utterly abandoned.
He opened the ’Immortal Record’ interface and immediately noticed the ’Level’ and ’Immortal Position’ sections, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Level: 20?"
"Immortal Position: Taiping Prefecture Division of Inspections Civil City God, Wei Ling Gong?"
Chen Jichuan wore a peculiar expression, "So I became a City God the moment I entered here?"
Including this world, he had accessed a total of four Dao Fruit Worlds, but this kind of occurrence was unprecedented.
Starting as a City God?
Starting at Level 20?
This was essentially equivalent to Qi Refinement Tenth Layer, a level even Chen Jichuan himself hadn’t cultivated to. Could this really be the starting line?
"This world, like the Qinling World, belongs to the million Source Power tier."
"The level caps of the two worlds should be the same."
"Level 20 in the Qinling World represents the peak of Void Nether, possibly even the realm of a Supreme being. So even in this world, if not the strongest, I should at least be among the top tiers, right?"
"Beginning at the summit?"
Chen Jichuan felt a mix of elation and bewilderment.
He didn’t dwell on it too much.
Instead, he clicked on the ’Immortal Position’ section—
[Immortal Position: Taiping Prefecture Division of Inspections Civil City God, Wei Ling Gong]
[Rank: First-order]
[Divine Duties: Overseeing the Yin-Yang affairs of Taiping Prefecture, managing the living and undead, rewarding virtue and punishing vice, determining life and death, blessings and catastrophes, etc.]
[Salary: 100]
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"Taiping Prefecture City God!"
"An ’Immortal Position’ that had always been vacant has finally appeared."
"It should be related to this world."
Chen Jichuan speculated inwardly.
No matter the reason.
Being conferred as a City God meant he wouldn’t need to start from scratch in this life. From now onward, he might just be one of the top figures in this world.
Such a position would save an extraordinary amount of time.
"Even though my personal cultivation is still at zero, requiring me to start over, the status of ’City God’ provides countless means and channels to access top-notch cultivation resources."
"No need to repeat the journey of joining a sect from the bottom up, as in the Qinling World."
Chen Jichuan pondered the advantages of his current situation.
But to fully understand the extent of these benefits, he needed to figure out the nature of this world, the capabilities and authorities of the ’City God,’ and where this divine rank stood within the power hierarchy.
Once these were clarified.
He could then plan his next steps.
Firming up his resolve, Chen Jichuan focused inward. Within his consciousness sea, his frail Divine Soul was surrounded by Divine Light, transformed into the visage of a deity adorned in official attire, wearing a ceremonial cap, radiating an air of authority.
With a slight thought.
The divine image raised its sleeve, revealing the Yin-Yang realms open wide. Chen Jichuan suddenly vanished from the dilapidated temple.
Treading the Yin-Yang Road.
Leaving the world of the living to enter the Netherworld.
Chen Jichuan felt a chill on his body, prompting him to activate a touch of divine power to protect his flesh. Meanwhile, his Divine Soul emerged, surveying the surrounding Netherworld.
What met his eyes was—
Desolation.
Darkness.
Stray souls, wandering ghosts, grievances and vengeful spirits floated aimlessly, roaming unchecked. Wherever Chen Jichuan’s Divine Soul and physical body were present, the Divine Light repelled evil, causing countless ghosts to scatter without daring to approach.
Chen Jichuan casually observed his surroundings.
Black mountains and rivers stretched lifelessly in this eerie silence, leaving no doubt in his mind about his location!
"The Netherworld."
"Abode of deities, resting place for the deceased."
"This was once the domain of the City God. After the City God’s downfall, the Dharma Domain shattered, leaving it in its current state."
Chen Jichuan, having studied Daoist Skills and Daoist texts, was no stranger to the affairs of the Yin-Yang realms.
The living realm was Yang.
The Netherworld was Yin.
In the Da Liang World, he had used the ’Yin Soldiers Borrowing Passage’ technique, navigating between the Yin-Yang realms to command the Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers, enabling him to march even in daylight.
The Netherworld is terrifying.
At that time, Chen Jichuan dared not linger and lacked the abilities to investigate further.
But this time was different.
"Taiping City God."
"A rank not to be underestimated."
"With my divine powers now, I am capable of rivaling Qi Refinement Tenth Layer and Night Travel Tenth Layer practitioners within Taiping Prefecture. As a deity within my Dharma Domain, my ease and freedom are unmatched—far beyond anything in the past."
Chen Jichuan casually strolled about, roughly assessing the conditions of the Dharma Domain. Beyond its perimeters lay unexplored territory, and he refrained from venturing out before understanding the situation of this world.
Returning to the center of the domain, amidst ruins and rubble.
"Immortal Position."
"Divine rank."
Chen Jichuan closed his eyes in contemplation, his frail Divine Soul shrouded in divine light. At its core rested a deeply intricate golden talisman, pulsating with mysterious energy.
Chen Jichuan waved his sleeve, summoning divine power.
The ruins and debris instantly transformed into a grand, radiant hall—a complete makeover.
With another thought.
Ten imposing fierce ghosts were drawn from the wandering spirits outside and gathered in the hall. Previously muddled and unaware, upon entering the hall and being illuminated by divine light, they immediately became lucid.
Raising their heads.
Seeing the deity seated high above, the ten fierce ghosts trembled and quickly knelt down, shouting reverently, "Greetings to the City God Lord!"
Chen Jichuan remained silent.
A scroll of records materialized in his hand as he reviewed the life histories of the ten fierce ghosts.
Among them were those bold and ruthless, cunning and deceitful, petty thieves, and even those guilty of heinous crimes, none worthy of being called virtuous.
Some died violent deaths.
Some died of old age.
The causes varied.
After death, their grievances lingered, or perhaps the grudges of those they harmed refused to dissipate, resulting in these individuals becoming fierce ghosts, roaming the Netherworld endlessly, unable to reincarnate.
If fortunate enough to encounter an open Ghost Gate.
These fierce ghosts could potentially pass through, evolving into evil spirits or fierce ghosts that would haunt the living world.
The City God governs the affairs of both realms, dealing with these wandering souls and restless ghosts being part of the duties.
Chen Jichuan conscripted the ten fierce ghosts in the hall as ghostly messengers. Half were enlisted into the ’Arrest Department’ to capture wandering souls and ghosts, taking them into custody.
The other half were assigned to the ’Prison Department’ as jailers, tasked with guarding the prison cells.
After accomplishing these tasks.
Chen Jichuan didn’t linger further in the domain. With a single thought, his Divine Soul returned to his body, enveloped in divine light as he left the Netherworld.
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Back in the dilapidated temple.
Chen Jichuan hadn’t taken a closer look before; now he examined his surroundings, only to discover that this place was indeed the City God Temple.
Only, the City God Statue here was toppled and fragmented, with the statues of various attendant deities and generals either collapsed, broken, or outright missing.
"Disrespect for divine beings."
"This world—"
Chen Jichuan shook his head and walked out the door.
After he left, the statues of the City God and Civil and Military Judges within the temple suddenly restored themselves, rising upright once more. The temple’s dust and grime also vanished entirely.
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Taiping Prefecture City.
Night fell.
The city was eerily quiet, devoid of people, with Chen Jichuan being the only one walking through the empty streets.
It was unsettling and sinister.
Chen Jichuan passed by the bell tower when something caught his attention—a man sprinting ahead, pursued by a one-horned monster with a green face, sharp fangs, and a gaping bloody mouth.
The monster seemed to toy with its prey, yet never quite caught up.
"Intent on chasing the man to exhaustion, driving him to death by fatigue."
Chen Jichuan used ’Insight Skill’ to discern the origins of the monster but didn’t intervene.
Instead, he concealed his presence and looked elsewhere.
In the distance.
"The supreme in heaven is the Jade Emperor, the noblest in the mortal world is the King;
All ghosts and spirits revere, but Lushan alone holds sway."
A middle-aged man wearing a Dharma Robe and a red Magic Cloth strode forward, chanting loudly.
One hand grasped a bell knife, the other a golden whip, with a cloth sack tied at his waist appearing to hold various items.
Evidently, the man was headed straight for the horned monster.
Arriving at the bell tower, he stormed forward with the golden whip in hand, attacking the monster directly.
"Vile creature! How dare you harm a human?!"
He bellowed as golden light emanated from the whip, delivering a fierce strike that sent the horned monster flying dozens of steps back, crashing against the city wall.
Its body trembled.
Ferocious-looking and savage.
Yet it ceased chasing the man from before, and turned instead to engage the Dharma Master in combat.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One wielded mystical Daoist Skills and unleashed Magic Artifacts.
One relied on tough flesh and immense strength.
For a time, man and monster were evenly matched.
Though the commotion was considerable, the nearby residents remained behind closed doors, refusing to look outside, seemingly accustomed to such events.
Further away—
Swish, swish, swish!
Several figures swiftly approached.
Chen Jichuan observed them carefully one by one, surprised: "Such a small city, yet so many experts gather!"
Among them:
There were Daoists skilled in profound Daoist Skills.
There were martial artists excelling in external cultivation techniques.
The most powerful Daoist among them possessed Night Travel Sixth Layer strength.
The strongest martial artist was a general at the late stage of Core Formation, reaching the realm of ’Seeing God, Never Decaying,’ comparable to Void Nether Experts from the Qinling World.
"Experts gathering in a prefecture city is not unusual."
"But for so many to appear so casually, this world might rival or even surpass the Qinling World."
Chen Jichuan speculated silently.
As more experts arrived, the fight beneath the bell tower came to an end.
The red-headed Dharma Master pulled out a ruler from his cloth sack, recited incantations, and sent the ruler flying down, striking the horned monster on the head.
"Ahh!"
The monster howled in pain, emitting black smoke from its body, unable to sustain itself, transforming into a vermillion pen that fell to the ground.
A pen transforming into a monster, possessing such magnificent powers—it was undoubtedly extraordinary.
Ordinarily, such a treasure’s emergence would trigger a scramble among experts.
But the gathered onlookers were oddly amused, smirking as though witnessing a farcical scene.
Some even yawned and walked away indifferently.
"What a treasure!"
The red-headed Dharma Master gleefully seized the vermillion pen, cautiously holding it close. He wasted no time in fleeing the city with the pen tucked into his robes.
"What a waste of effort!"
Chen Jichuan shook his head, grinning.
Disinterested in the vermillion pen’s fate or the Dharma Master’s course.
He continued exploring the city, arriving at the academy, where he spotted a piece of white cloth lying by the pond. It occasionally raised a corner as though peeking around lazily before shifting without wind to another spot.
"Even this has become a spirit."
Chen Jichuan smiled faintly.
Passing the pond.
Near the study halls, faint sounds of reading echoed.
Further exploration took him to Jiaochi Street, where duck quacks filled the air, unsettling to the senses.
At Guichi Street, the clinking of chains brought a spooky chill.
On Chaoyang Street, a sensation of a looming weight akin to Mount Tai caused unease.
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After circling the city, he witnessed a myriad of oddities.
Returning to the bell tower, he saw the vermillion pen monster had returned without notice. Its monstrous form with a green face and blood-red fangs now lurked in the shadows, glaring venomously at the streets, waiting for unsuspecting passersby.
In another corner.
The red-headed Dharma Master stared at the horned monster, face filled with doubt and hesitation.
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