Black Yinwood Waist Token

"Uncle Zhou, you've misunderstood me!"

"Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, you should cultivate your Fate Arts and Daoist arts. We're about to go hunt demons and need the power to protect ourselves," Zhou Chunfeng said.

"About how long?" Li Qingxian asked.

"It could take three days at the shortest, or seven or eight days at the longest. Yan Xue is an impatient person," Zhou Chunfeng said.

"Then, regarding You Fei's instruction in Thunder Arts..."

"I'll get her here as soon as possible."

"Well... Uncle Zhou, since you support me starting this small business, could you give me a high-level Imperial Prison Bureau badge? A clerk badge is too low-level."

Zhou Chunfeng took out his badge as the Chief of the Imperial Prison Bureau, threw it on the table, and said, "Do you dare to take this?"

"Thank you Uncle Zhou!" Li Qingxian said with a shameless grin, taking the item and gently stroking it.

It was square and palm-sized, made of Black Yinwood, with a circle of red flames carved around the edge and the five large characters "Zhaoyu Si Dushi" (Imperial Prison Bureau) engraved in the center, exuding a faint aura of magic.

"You actually dared to take it?" Zhou Chunfeng was both amused and exasperated.

"Don't worry, I can handle things well," Li Qingxian said.

Zhou Chunfeng frowned and said, "You're not really going to do something reckless, are you?"

"No, I just made up some things related to the distillery." Li Qingxian made up a story on the spot.

Zhou Chunfeng stared at Li Qingxian for a while, then said, "I roughly understand what you're trying to do. It's fine; all the Night Guard's Fate Arts Master have done it. If you really cause a big fuss and annoy Zhang Fugui, all the Night Guard officials will thank you. Go ahead."

"Then I'll be going, goodbye Uncle Zhou." Li Qingxian put away his waist token, picked up the washbasin, and left.

As you approach the courtyard of the Street Patrol Office, you can hear the voice of He Lei, the head of the Street Patrol Office.

"Keep your eyes peeled, don't believe everything you hear. It's a done deal that Li Qingxian is Fate Arts Master, no doubt about it... Both the Daren and Daren Zhou have personally confirmed it. He's only just begun, so even if he's half right, such talent is terrifying even in the Heaven's Mandate Sect. I won't say much more, but in short, Li Qingxian is a brother to us Street Patrol Office. Anyone who says or does anything they shouldn't, don't blame me for using family discipline—I'll smash your skull with a hammer!"

As Li Qingxian walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw that the area under the big locust tree was full of people from the Street Patrol Office. He Lei, with a full beard, was carrying a large copper hammer and stood on a small platform, coldly scanning the crowd.

"Don't worry, Daren He, we trust Captain Li."

"That divine light yesterday wasn't fake."

"Whether others believe it or not, I Dong Ying, believe it. He saved my mother; he is Fate Arts Master!"

He Lei caught a glimpse of Li Qingxian out of the corner of his eye, turned his head to look at him, and smiled, "Qingxian's back."

His gaze fell on the basin and the overflowing pile of fruit.

The other Entry Rank and older Night Guard seemed thoughtful upon seeing the large red basin with water ripples.

Han Anbo smiled with satisfaction.

"Don't try to take it from me!" Yu Ping pushed through the crowd and rushed forward.

The young Night Guard hesitated for a moment, then roared and charged forward.

A pack of wolves rushed to the basin, and in the blink of an eye, the basin was empty.

Yu Ping and a dozen or so people ate as they ran, with a group of people chasing after them.

"These ignorant brats, they even dare to steal the Daren's reward..." He Lei said with a laugh.

Approaching Li Qingxian, He Lei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, it's nothing serious. I don't think Ge Chao meant any harm; he probably just thinks you're young and inexperienced and unreliable."

"Don't worry, Chief He, I'm not thinking about that. We're about to hunt demons, so my mind is on cultivation." Li Qingxian that Ge Chao's Fate Mold was indeed powerful; Principal Seventh Rank official was affected by it.

"Oh, right, I was just telling Dong Ying that we should postpone the meal until you return from your demon hunt. That way, it'll be a double celebration."

That would be wonderful.

They chatted for a few minutes and then parted ways.

Li Qingxian found Han Anbo and Yu Ping the well.

"Come with me to the Imperial Prison Bureau."

"Didn't you say you were going to cultivate these next few days?" Yu Ping asked while wiping his face.

"Want to see 'Life Buying'?"

"Yes!" Yu Ping almost jumped up.

"Then let's go."

As Li Qingxian spoke, he turned and headed towards the Imperial Prison Bureau, Yu Ping's face flushed with excitement.

"I never imagined that I Yu Ping, would also see the possibility of Life Buying."

Han Anbo ignored this spineless fellow and said in a low voice, "The Imperial Prison is heavily guarded. Your clerk's badge might not be of any use."

Li Qingxian took out Zhou Chunfeng's waist token from his clothes, waved it, and then put it away.

"Hiss..." Yu Ping gasped.

Even though Han Anbo was a man of great experience, he remained silent for a long time.

Upon arriving at the Imperial Prison Bureau, Li Qingxian flashed his waist token, startling the two guards. Even after Li Qingxian three of them had walked away, they remained staring in disbelief.

"Didn't Fate Arts Master Ge expose his identity Daren?"

"Yes, that's really strange. How come they're holding the sign of the Chief Clerk? Should we report this?"

"What are you reporting? Even the Great Xiezhi didn't react, it must be true."

"The Imperial Prison Bureau is in for a good show now."

Li Qingxian first went to check out the winery. Now the Puppet Cultivator from the Ministry of Works were behaving obediently, doing whatever Li Qingxian said.

Afterwards, Li Qingxian chatted with Jing Guan the place, and then stood at the main entrance of the East Courtyard.

Under the bright sunlight, the dark houses stood side by side, looming over one's eyes, gloomy and oppressive.

Li Qingxian asked, "What's Fan Xing like?"

Han Anbo thought for a moment and said, "His previous backer has fallen, and he's been unsuccessful for the past two years, but he wants to improve himself. The reason he was so enthusiastic towards you last time was because he was interested in your relationship with Daren Zhou. However... with the incident at the Directors' Hall, things are hard to say."

"Let's ask first, and if it doesn't work, we'll try someone else," Li Qingxian said.

"Okay, I'll take you to him. He should be resting in the guards' cell in cell C-grade cells right now."

The three arrived outside the cell of the prison guards in C-grade cells. Han Anbo went in, Li Qingxian frowned slightly when he heard Fan Xing address him as "Brother Han".

A short while later, Han Anbo and Fan Xing came out together.

Without a word, Li Qingxian grabbed the waist token and shoved it in front of Fan Xing, saying, "One word: cooperate with me and you'll reap the rewards; don't, I'll move on to the next one."

Fan Xing was thin and had dark circles under his eyes. He carefully looked at the sign, then looked down at the Subordinate Tenth Rank many years. Seeing the familiar stains and tears, and thinking of his good-for-nothing children, he gritted his teeth and bowed ninety degrees.

"Your humble servant, Fan Xing, will obey Your Majesty's orders!"

"Let's go somewhere where there's no one."

The four walked along the black stone path and arrived at the back of an empty prison cell.

"I Life Buying," Li Qingxian said bluntly.

Fan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, a look of joy on his face, and said, "It's tacitly approved by higher-ups that Fate Arts Master Life Buying in prison. Don't worry, I will cooperate fully."

Li Qingxian glanced at Han Anbo, Han Anbo took out about an ounce of loose silver from his leather pouch and handed it to Fan Xing.

To everyone's surprise, Fan Xing said, "We'll talk about it after it's done. I, Fan Xing, am not the kind of person who's greedy for money."

Han Anbo nodded and took back the loose silver.

"Tell me about the matters and people you're in charge of," Li Qingxian said.