An Elder in the Household Is a Treasure

Li Qingxian casually placed the "Fox Borrowing the Tiger's Might" Fate Star on the Moon Fate Pillar, then opened his eyes and looked at Pang Mingjing.

Li Qingxian vaguely sensed that Pang Mingjing's skin was losing its luster at an extremely slow rate.

Dragon Appears and observing its aura.

Pang Mingjing's previous Fortune was at the "Lin Guan" Taking Office, but now, his official seal has disappeared.

Instead, a sword and a knife floated in a crisscross pattern, both completely rusted.

The defeat of the four evil forces foreshadows impending misfortune.

A rusty handle indicates Body Injury.

Rust on the blade of a knife or sword is called Enduring Injury.

A body completely rusted is called Eternal Injury.

Fate Formula says, "Defeat is Eternal Injury, and there is no hope for the rest of one's life."

Li Qingxian stood up.

Pang Mingjing looked over warily.

Li Qingxian walked over, patted Pang Mingjing on the shoulder, and smiled, "We're even. Fan Xing, take good care of Daren; after all, he used to be Night Guard."

Li Qingxian turned and left, with Han Anbo and Yu Ping hurrying after him.

Pang Mingjing stared at Li Qingxian's retreating figure, his brows furrowed, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Pang Mingjing slowly walked back to his cell, sat on the hay, and looked out the window.

"I don't know why, but I always feel an emptiness inside..."

Pang Mingjing looked completely bewildered.

As Li Qingxian walked to the Imperial Prison Bureau, a familiar face approached him, accompanied by two minor officials of the Tenth Rank.

Ge Chao stopped, and said with a forced smile, "Daren Li, you've been coming and going from the Imperial Prison Bureau so often, you've probably made this place your home."

"What's it to you? Mind your own business. Instead of gossiping behind people's backs, why don't you do your job properly!" Li Qingxian retorted directly and continued walking forward.

Ge Chao remained expressionless and said, "Don't forget the Directors' Assembly Hall tomorrow."

Li Qingxian didn't bother with it.

Just after leaving the Imperial Prison Bureau, he ran into Zhou Chunfeng's guards, who told him that he must attend the Directors' Assembly Hall the next day.

After the guards left, Han Anbo said, "It seems Ge Chao has reported this to the higher-ups. Tomorrow, this matter will be resolved at the Directors' Assembly Hall."

"It's alright. Uncle Zhou didn't ask me to go to Chunfeng Residence, so he probably didn't take it seriously," Li Qingxian said.

Han Anbo sighed, "Captain Li, you know I don't interfere in people's affairs randomly, but this matter could be big or small, so I think you need to be careful. Yes, most of the Night Guard support you, but your father has many potential political enemies, and given your recent surge in popularity, some people might try to curb your momentum. Moreover, Daren Zhou isn't without rivals in the Night Guard; they can't easily challenge Daren, but targeting you is much simpler."

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "Brother Han, don't worry, I know you mean well. However, I've made thorough preparations for this matter, Ge Chao can't touch me."

"Sure?"

"I'm sure." Li Qingxian's gaze was calm.

Han Anbo nodded and said, "That's good. I was worried that you might become arrogant and conceited now that you've suddenly gained such prestige, but I don't think you're that kind of person. I'm relieved."

"The truth will come out in less than ten days," Li Qingxian said.

Just as he returned to Jia-Nine Office, Fan Xing rushed over, closed the door, and whispered, "Ge Chao went into room Bing 7 and kicked me out. He's probably looking for trouble with Pang Mingjing. I wanted to stop him, but a higher-ranking official can have absolute power."

"It's alright," Li Qingxian said.

"But..."

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "You go back first. I need to cultivate my Daoist arts these next two days, so I won't be coming to your place."

Fan Xing stood motionless, his face full of worry.

Han Anbo laughed and said, "Lord Daren, don't be afraid. If anything happens to you, Captain Li will definitely protect you."

"Really?" Fan Xing looked at Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian then understood Fan Xing's purpose and said, "Don't worry, if he harms you, I Li Qingxian, will protect you!"

"Thank you, Daren Li, thank you, Daren Li." Fan Xing left, expressing his deepest gratitude.

Li Qingxian looked at Han Anbo and said, "Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure."

"I'm only in my forties, not old."

"Haha, yes, you're a treasure, but you're not old."

Li Qingxian sat down at the table, pondering the Fate Arts and Daoism.

"With two Fate Star, my Fate Mold is completely different, and I no longer need to live in fear. Hunting demons requires combat skills, but since I haven't reached the Seventh Rank, I can't use flying swords and can only rely on Thunder Arts."

Li Qingxian opened the Daoist book and began to study Thunder Arts diligently.

The Spell Cultivator differs from that of ordinary magic.

Thunder Arts is extremely powerful, yang, fierce, and rigid. It cannot be cultivated directly. One must visualize a "Thunder Bureau Orthodox Gods" in one's Spirit Platform. Each Thunder Bureau Orthodox Gods is in charge of one or several spells, and one can cast spells by visualizing the Thunder Bureau Orthodox Gods.

This cultivation method is called "Investiture of Inner Gods".

Normally, Tenth Rank cultivator cannot visualize the Thunder Bureau Orthodox Gods, but the Divine Firmament Thunder Seed can break this limitation.

These past few days, Li Qingxian had been trying to visualize the Ninth Rank "Childhood Position" Thunder Bureau Orthodox Gods, including the Qi-Gang Youth, the Banner-Holding Youth, the Light-Throwing Light-Casting Youth, the Sword-Holding Child, the Record-Keeping Youth Sword-Bearing Youth, the Violet Light Youth, and many other children, but he had failed every time.

"Even if my talent is lacking, this Divine Firmament Thunder Seed is not bad. You Fei said that the Divine Firmament Divine Firmament Thunder Seed was bestowed by the Great Emperor of Longevity. With that status, he is at least the nephew of the Lord of Thunder City, a person of high status. Even if the Thunder Division's attendants are celestial officials, they cannot disrespect him. Could it be that my cultivation method is wrong? I'll ask You Fei when she arrives."

Li Qingxian read a few pages of the Daoist text and sighed inwardly.

I had only memorized the contents of the Fate Arts rote, without receiving systematic Dao Cultivator and Fate Cultivator education. The books on Book of Fate and Daoism are all in complex ancient Chinese, and I have no foundation in ancient Chinese. In particular, reading Daoist books is like reading celestial books; I feel extremely tired after reading just a little bit.

"Don't rush it, the more you rush, the easier it is to give up. Besides, even the current Grand Secretary Zhao Yishan took many years to achieve change, not overnight. Those who suddenly change have endured countless pains and made tremendous efforts behind the scenes. Losing weight takes several months, so it's unrealistic for an ordinary person like me to instantly become a diligent student. Only those who are obsessed with getting something for nothing think that people can change easily. As for me, who neither works nor gains anything, I may not be good at anything else, but I know my own limitations better than anyone else."

After turning off the lights, Li Qingxian ignored the sounds of Yu Ping secretly eating snacks in bed, pondering the Fate Arts and Daoism, and drifted off to sleep.

After waking up and having breakfast, I followed Zhou Chunfeng to the Directors' Hall.

Upon entering the Directors' Hall, Li Qingxian felt that all the officials present were looking at him to varying degrees.

Ye Han and Wei Yong were also present.

Li Qingxian sat down in the round-backed chair, closed his eyes to rest, and recalled the contents of the Fate Arts and the art of Daoism.

When the time came, as usual, the Commander of the Guards did not arrive, and the other three rosewood armchairs were empty.

The meeting was chaired by Yu Xianhe, the Right Commander.

Li Qingxian was preoccupied with Daoist magic Thunder Arts, and had no interest in the meeting whatsoever. He only noticed that there were very few Celestial Person, even fewer than the first time.

Half an hour into the meeting, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the northwest part of the Divine Capital.

The old Night Guard only glanced outside the door before continuing their meeting; this kind of thing happened Divine Capital few days in the capital.

Li Qingxian thought to himself that such a commotion must mean that at least Fourth Rank experts were fighting; it would be a real shame to miss it.

After a while, the Divine Capital emitted a series of explosions.

In just half an hour, there were five explosions, and even two instances of phenomena at the Upper Three Ranks appeared.

Night Guard, looked strange.

Some experienced people scanned the Directors' Hall and found that the Middle Rank officials in several powerful departments, such as the Demon-Hunting Office, the Imperial Guard Office, the Imperial Prison Bureau, and the Divine Capital Office, was much lower than usual.