Volume Four: The Buddha Saves No One; Only I, the Demon, Deliver Them - Ten-Thousand-Year Water Mica (Part One)

"Luo Qian, do you recognize this man?" Lu Xiaofeng asked with a sneer. They looked at each other and shook their heads. "No." He had expected Luo Qian to bow his head and confess, but even the peddler claimed not to know him.

Lu Xiaofeng thought it over and "understood." Beneath the canopy of the imperial carriage sat the emperor himself. "If someone forced you to sell contraband, His Majesty will see justice done. He won't let that person harm you."

"His Majesty!" the peddler cried in fright and dropped to his knees. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I ascended ten years ago, and this is my first time seeing your imperial face. What fortune across three lifetimes!" Lu Xiaofeng looked helpless, while the Supreme Pure Emperor frowned.

"Enough. Tell us what happened," Lu Xiaofeng said impatiently. With the Supreme Pure Emperor present, the peddler told the truth. "Your Majesty, I am Fan Gang, a Spell Cultivator of the Immortal Realm. Since ascending ten years ago, I have lived honestly, practiced diligently, and obeyed its laws. At first I was so anxious I could barely get through a day, but several days passed without the Immortal Apprehension Office coming for me. Greed got the better of me, and I thought I might as well bring a few things back from the Lower Realm to sell. I was caught as soon as I put them up for sale..." He rambled on, but finally made himself clear. Everyone frowned.

Luo Qian was the most troubled. If that's true, what advantage does my Compensation Skill have? If anyone in the Immortal Realm can go down to the Lower Realm undetected, I might as well give up...

Lu Xiaofeng could not believe it. It was nonsense. The Immortal Apprehension Office had a Sacred Artifact specifically