In the blink of an eye!
More than a year had passed!
Throughout that year and more, Cheng Buzheng faithfully performed his duty.
Every day!
Morning, noon, and night, he patrolled once each.
Whether the skies changed color or thunderstorm weather struck!
He had never once slackened.
Of course!
During this period, that cold-faced baleful god, True Lord Zhao, also appeared from time to time.
The first time he appeared was during a thunderstorm. Seeing that Cheng Buzheng had not slacked off, he merely cast him an indifferent glance before leaving.
Although True Lord Zhao's face remained expressionless, Cheng Buzheng could still sense it...
True Lord Zhao was quite satisfied with his performance.
That could be seen from the True Lord's slight nod.
However.
Cheng Buzheng also felt sorry for those Mortal Cultivators who slacked off.
With such dreadful weather, coupled with the fact that True Lord Zhao had not inspected the area for a long time, someone was very likely to grow lax that day.
Sure enough.
In the days that followed!
True Lord Zhao began appearing much more frequently.
He appeared almost once every three days.
Clearly, someone had neglected their duty that day and been caught!
That was what had led to this.
Of course.
Every time True Lord Zhao Han saw Cheng Buzheng, Cheng Buzheng had never slacked off.
In the days afterward.
True Lord Zhao appeared less and less often.
Until more than half a year later, True Lord Zhao did not appear even once again.
This also showed that the cold-faced baleful god trusted Cheng Buzheng rather well.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng secretly rejoiced!
However, he did not grow lax because of it. Instead, he continued as usual.
Cheng Buzheng did not want the goodwill he had worked so hard to earn to be