Position Assignment Register, the Dead Shall Not Be Assigned Positions

Divine Office Foreordained Connection.

The moment those four words appeared.

Every Outer Sect disciple on Golden Turtle Island looked up at once.

The color drained from Lu Qing's face.

"Divine Office Foreordained Connection?"

He stared blankly at those four words.

"When did I ever have a Divine Office Foreordained Connection?"

"I only went to guard the Third Sea Eye."

"The Water Department came to ask me."

"They said that if the Sea Eye broke, the Aquatic Race of the East Sea would die."

"That was why I went!"

His voice suddenly rose.

"When did I ever say I wanted to enter the Water Department and become a god?!"

No one answered.

Because the answer was already written in the register.

Someone had turned his past merit into a Divine Office Foreordained Connection.

Someone had turned a favor into a return to one's position.

Someone had turned a receipt into a life.

Zhao Xuan looked at those four words and suddenly laughed.

Softly.

Coldly.

"So that's how it is."

The murderous glint in Holy Mother Guiling's eyes surged.

"Divine Office Foreordained Connection?"

"They really dared to write that!"

Zhao Xuan raised his brush.

"Helping you once was a matter of goodwill."

"Recording a stroke was past merit."

"But turning past merit into a Divine Office Foreordained Connection."

"Turning kindness into a destined fate."

"Turning a receipt into a return to one's position."

His voice grew colder and colder.

"This isn't a reward."

The Vermilion Brush came down heavily.

[This is buying a life.]

Boom!

On the Clear Gate Register, the Water Department Old Seal after Lu Qing's name shook violently.

Within Lingxiao Hall.

The Water Department Immortal Official suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

Haotian's expression turned livid.

Because that stroke had not