Beiqu City God

Night falls.

The residence of the magistrate of Beiqu County.

Because of what happened during the day—even though he had acquired a beautiful woman—the magistrate was now less interested.

After quickly finishing his business, he fell into a deep sleep.

Just as he fell asleep, he opened his eyes to find himself in front of the government office.

At that moment, countless people in the yamen were busy throwing out everything that originally belonged to him.

Then he kept moving boxes of items to what originally belonged to his mansion.

The bright mirror that hung high in the courtroom, which had been broken into several pieces earlier, was swept away and thrown out as well.

The newly re-hung "Bright Mirror" plaque was slowly gathering a mass of fortune, but after a while, it dissipated.

"What are you doing! This is my residence, how dare you act so recklessly?"

Seeing that his belongings were about to be emptied, the county magistrate finally panicked and rushed forward, shouting sternly to stop him.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a man in official robes walked down from the main hall, his brows furrowed with a hint of authority.

He looked down at him and immediately flew into a rage.

"How dare you! As the magistrate of Beiqu County, you have shown no loyalty to the country or its people, disregarded human life, colluded with unscrupulous merchants, and even tarnished the dynasty's fortunes! Your entire family should be executed!"

With a sharp shout, the magistrate of Beiqu County felt his body sway, and when he looked down again, he found himself in shackles and wearing prison clothes.

Then he was to be taken out and executed.

The executioner, wielding a large knife, spat out a mouthful of wine onto the blade before slashing fiercely at the prisoner's neck, ignoring the prisoner's pleas for mercy.

With a single stroke, a head fell to the ground.

Then, the magistrate suddenly woke up, reached out and touched his neck, and was relieved to find it was unharmed.

However, the next moment, two ghostly figures appeared in front of them, each holding a chain. They put the chain around the other person's body and pulled them away.

"Have you heard? The county magistrate died suddenly at home last night, and his death is quite suspicious."

"I've heard about it. The death of the Beiqu County was suspicious, and it seems to have even alarmed the prefect of Qinlan City. He has already dispatched officials to investigate. I'm afraid that what the magistrate did will not be able to be hidden anymore, and even that Squire Wu will be in trouble."

In Beiqu County, the people are currently discussing this animatedly.

However, he was secretly overjoyed by the other person's sudden death.

That guy died suddenly; at least there's one less person oppressing them.

I wonder what will happen when the next magistrate arrives; I just hope it will be better.

If things remain the same as before, then I'm afraid I won't be able to survive in the future.

"That county magistrate is dead?"

When Fang Zelin returned from his trip to the Qinlin River and heard this news, he was somewhat surprised.

I didn't expect the other person to die so quickly.

Also, how did the other person die?

Fang Zelin was somewhat curious about how the other person died, but then he thought that it was a good thing that the guy was dead.

Who cares how he died?

With that thought in mind, Fang Zelin stopped paying attention to the matter.

After lunch, Fang Zelin leisurely arrived at the City God in Beiqu County.

Upon entering, one can see that the incense offerings here are not very strong.

I had seen before that the people here were not living a very prosperous life, so this...

There are indeed far fewer people coming to offer incense.

With a slight movement of his hand Method Formula, Fang Zelin gently tapped the large drum beside him, and a wisp of Spiritual Power struck the drum directly.

Thump!

A deep, muffled drumbeat rang out, but the people outside who were burning incense seemed not to hear it and continued to offer their prayers.

Who is beating the Yin Drum?

The Yin Drum had just been struck when a middle-aged man, identical to the stone statue in front of him, appeared before Fang Zelin.

"I am a cultivator passing through this place and have a few questions I would like to ask. If this is inconvenient, please forgive me."

Upon seeing the City God appear, Fang Zelin immediately cupped his hands and said...

"Oh, you're passing through on your cultivation journey? Was it you who insulted the magistrate of Beiqu County the day before yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, the City God was immediately startled.

He still remembered what happened before.

Two sentences of scathing rebuke caused thunder to strike, shattering even the clearest mirror hanging high in the sky.

He had never heard of such a highly skilled person before.

"I really couldn't stand his disregard for human life, so I angrily cursed him a couple of times."

Fang Zelin did not deny it upon hearing this, and nodded, admitting that he had done it.

Upon hearing this, the City God was immediately startled; it really was this extraordinary person.

"May I ask what brings you here, Immortal Master?"

The City God picked up where Fang Zelin left off, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

With the Immortal's abilities, what could there be that I need to consult him about?

Is the custom here to call cultivators "Immortal Master"?

Fang Zelin was secretly surprised to see the City God addressing him as "Immortal Master" so respectfully, but he still continued to ask.

"I would like to ask if you know where Jade Void Mountain is located?"

Fang Zelin wondered which of them had given him his name before, and decided to ask again, just to see if it was the right person.

If even the local City God doesn't know, then we won't force it.

"Jade Void Mountain?"

Upon hearing this, the Beiqu City God frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head.

"But I don't know."

Even the immortals want to know about this place, so it must be extraordinary, the Beiqu City God thought to himself. He wondered what mystical aspects this place held.

I don't know either.

Seeing this, Fang Zelin wasn't too disappointed, as he had already prepared himself for what was to come.

"Do you know where the other cultivators are?"

"To my shame, I have cultivated alone all this time, and have only ever met one fellow Daoist once."

To cultivate alone and reach such a level? Is this person truly that powerful?

The Beiqu City God was even more astonished. Could this immortal have cultivated in the mountains for tens of thousands of years?

If that's the case, then it makes sense.

It is said that those who cultivate themselves prefer to hide in the deep mountains to practice, and only show themselves when there is a great calamity in the world.

When the State of Wei was destroyed, many people were said to have appeared there.

Upon realizing this, the Beiqu City God felt even more that the immortal before him was unfathomable.

After pondering for a moment, something suddenly came to mind.

"Most cultivators prefer to cultivate in seclusion, which is rare. However, it is said that there is a master in White Stone County. This master lives in the mountains and forests of White Stone County, and people often mistakenly enter his cultivation place, receive his guidance, and gain great benefits."

Is that true?

Upon hearing this, Fang Zelin was overjoyed.

After searching for so long, have I finally found a like-minded person?

Fang Zelin was overjoyed, and his face was filled with happiness.

Then he bowed to the City God and thanked him, saying, "Thank you very much!"

"You're too kind, Immortal Master."

Upon seeing this, the City God quickly returned the greeting.