171: Chapter 171 The Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Division is in an even worse state than when I first transmigrated.

Baiyu City was deathly silent.

That sky-covering palm formed of Immortal Qi had long since vanished into thin air.

Deep within the City Lord's Mansion, the Wang Family's Old Ancestor, Wang Teng—a titan at the Third Realm of the Heavenly Immortal—fell into a long silence.

His Divine Thought, like a surging tide, was locked firmly onto the city gate.

Half of it was locked onto that black-robed youth with a strange aura, who was suspected of carrying a great treasure.

The other half was locked onto Liu Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling like a leaf while holding up a wooden sign with the character "Sincerity" on it... and onto the broken wooden sign in his hands.

"Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Bureau? Inspector? Secret Imperial Decree from the Immortal Emperor?"

"What the hell... is going on?!"

Wang Teng's mind was in a bit of a mess.

Hadn't the Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Bureau been declared rebels and completely wiped out ten thousand years ago by the Immortal Emperor's decree, along with that taboo Demon-Sealing Immortal King?

How could it have appeared again? And it was, for heaven's sake, acting under a secret decree from the Immortal Emperor?!

This script was all wrong!

Could it be... A terrifying guess surfaced in Wang Teng's heart.

Could it be that the Immortal Emperor was planning to... discard them, the meritorious officials from ten thousand years ago, like worn-out tools?!

Was he going to restart the Demon Suppression Division to purge their three great families?!

Hiss! Wang Teng gasped in cold air!

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed!

No wonder! No wonder this brat dared to be so arrogant! No wonder he, a mere Human Immortal, dared to kill a direct descendant of the Wang Family in the middle of the street! No wonder he could withstand his own Heavenly Immortal pressure!

That wasn't a Magic Treasure! That was... "Imperial Qi!"

It was a wisp of Imperial Might bestowed by the Immortal Emperor! Only the will of the Immortal Emperor could allow him to ignore the pressure of a mere Heavenly Immortal like himself!

"This... this is... troublesome..."

For the first time in his thousands of years of life, cold sweat seeped from the forehead of this old monster, Wang Teng.

Meanwhile, at the city gate, Liu Ming was about to faint from fear. He held the wooden sign high, his whole body trembling.

"My Lord! Oh, my Lord! What are you doing?! Are you crazy?! We are indeed from the Demon Suppression Division, but we are rebels! We are the mortal enemies of the Immortal Emperor! How can you... how can you use the Immortal Emperor's banner to swindle people?! This is a crime punishable by death ten thousand times over!"

He frantically transmitted his voice to Lin Feng, his tone filled with desperate anguish.

"My Lord! Quickly withdraw your Divine Ability! Wang Teng is about to realize what's happening! If he reports this to the Immortal Court, we... we..."

"Shut up." Lin Feng coldly interrupted him via voice transmission. "You don't know what you're talking about. This seat is waiting for him to react."

Lin Feng was gambling. He was gambling that after these ten thousand years, information in the Immortal Realm was no longer synchronized. He was gambling that a meritorious official like Wang Teng, who had a guilty conscience, feared nothing more than the Immortal Emperor coming for them! He was gambling that the Dragon Qi of the Wuan Dynasty on his body could fool the other party!

Sure enough. Just as Liu Ming was about to despair, "Ahem, ahem..." A dry, feigned cough of authority came from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Immediately following that, Wang Teng's aged voice sounded once again, but this time, the anger was gone, replaced only by... probing.

"So... it is... the Inspector from the Imperial Court. My apologies, my deepest apologies."

As soon as these words were spoken, Liu Ming's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He... he believed it?! That old dog Wang Teng, damn it, he actually believed it?!

"Hmph!" Lin Feng seized the opportunity. Pressing his advantage, he flicked his sleeves violently, and the pressure belonging to the Peak of the Human Immortal Realm was released without reservation!

"Wang Teng! You Wang Family have quite the imposing manner! Guarding an Immortal State, yet you condone your private soldiers committing crimes in the street and extorting Immortal civilians! My attendant had just entered the city, and you wanted to seize him as a mine slave?! Is your Wang Family planning to rebel?! Or are you saying that this White Jade Immortal State no longer belongs to His Majesty the Immortal Emperor, and has changed its surname to Wang?!"

These accusations, one after another, made Wang Teng's heart race with terror!

"I... I dare not! Please calm your anger, Inspector! This matter is due to my poor discipline! It was that Captain Wang Wu, who had the audacity to offend you! You were right to kill him! It was done well! Such scum of the Family is not worth pitying!"

Wang Teng, this Heavenly Immortal Old Ancestor, conceded on the spot. He was afraid. He was truly afraid that this "Inspector" before him had been sent by the Immortal Emperor to find dirt on him!

"Hmph!" Lin Feng snorted coldly, knowing when to stop while he was ahead. He knew that this old dog was only temporarily bluffed.

"Liu Ming." "Here! My Lord!" "Where is the Demon Suppression Bureau? Take me there to rest." "Yes!"

Liu Ming scrambled to his feet. The way he looked at Lin Feng now was no longer with "hope." It was with awe... like looking at a god! Even a Heavenly Immortal could be bluffed into not daring to let out a fart with just a few words from him! What kind of means was this?! Was this the person chosen by the Immortal King? Truly terrifying!

"My Lord, this way please!" Liu Ming suppressed the wild joy and excitement in his heart and respectfully led the way.

Lin Feng, with his hands behind his back and eyes looking straight ahead, acted like a true Imperial Envoy.

The two of them, just like that, walked swaggeringly into the city, right through the middle of the hundreds of corpses of Wang Family private soldiers at the city gate, under the terrified, awestruck, and gossiping gazes of all the Immortals in the city. They left behind Wang Teng, who was lost in thought within the City Lord's Mansion, and the blood covering the ground.

...Half an hour later. In the Southern City of Baiyu City, in a dilapidated courtyard with a plaque hanging that read "Liu Family Martial Arts Hall." This was what Liu Ming called... the "Headquarters."

Lin Feng looked at the crooked plaque, and at the few little kids in the courtyard who were practicing horse stance and hadn't even reached the Mortal Realm yet. He then looked at Liu Ming's embarrassed old face. "..."

"My Lord, ahem..." Liu Ming's old face flushed red. "You know, we are remnants of the rebels. To be able to survive in this Baiyu City and open a martial arts hall as a cover is already... not easy at all." "..."

Lin Feng was speechless. He finally realized that this Upper Realm branch of the Nine Heavens Demon Suppression Bureau was faring even worse than he was when he first transmigrated.

"Forget it." Lin Feng waved his hand and walked straight into the most dilapidated room in the back courtyard. "From today on, this seat will live here."

"Yes! Yes!" Liu Ming hurriedly followed him inside, nodding and bowing. "My Lord, rest assured, this humble one will immediately get you the best..."

"No need." Lin Feng sat cross-legged. "Guard the door for me. I need to take stock." "Yes!"

Liu Ming quickly retreated and closed the door behind him. Inside the room, Lin Feng finally let out a long sigh of relief. If he had been even slightly timid just now, his current situation would likely not be optimistic.

"Fugui..." Lin Feng touched his arm, where the last of the Yellow Weasel Demon's Luck seemed to still linger. "Don't die on me!" Murderous intent flared in his eyes.

"System!"

[Host: Lin Feng] [Realm: Human Immortal Realm Ninth Layer (Peak)] [Cultivation Technique: Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra (Minor Achievement)] [Martial Skill: Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique (Not Yet Initiated), Avici Prison-Suppressing Blade (Not Yet Initiated)] [Movement Technique: Earth-Shrinking Step (Not Yet Initiated)] [Domain: Myriad Laws Return to Void] [critical hit multiplier: 105,700 times] [critical hit points: 155 billion]