ebookslot Chapter 24 I'm determined to take this official position!
Chapter 24 I'm determined to take this official position!
King Qin Guang's words were like a stone thrown into a boiling oil pot.
The entire Yama Palace erupted in chaos.
"Your Majesty, please reconsider! This is absolutely unacceptable!"
The deputy head of the God of Wealth Temple, Jin Suanpan, whose golden abacus was almost crushed in his hand, was the first to jump out.
"A thorough investigation of a thousand years' worth of accounts? That would shake the very foundation of my underworld!"
The head of the Medicine King Hall, Elder Yao, echoed this sentiment, his old face turning red with anxiety.
"Yes, Your Majesty, the Temple of the God of Wealth controls the wealth of the underworld; a single change here has far-reaching consequences. We cannot be so hasty!"
"Hasty?"
Chu Jiang, carrying a baseball bat, stood up from the folding chair.
He walked step by step to Jin Suanpan and gently tapped the official robe embroidered with copper coins with the end of the stick.
"You mean your accounts are shady?"
"You're spouting nonsense!"
Jin Suanpan was so speechless that he rolled his eyes.
Chu Jiang ignored him, turned to look at King Qin Guang, and stood ramrod straight.
"Your Majesty, I'm determined to take this official position."
"I've also investigated this account."
King Qin Guang looked at him, but his eyes, which had seen through countless cycles of reincarnation, remained unmoved.
He raised his hand, and a jet-black jade tablet engraved with ancient ghostly script slowly floated down from the throne.
The jade tablet flew to Chu Jiang and hovered there without moving.
"This is the 'Order of Order'. Seeing this order is like seeing the King himself."
King Qin Guang's voice echoed in the hall.
"Within the underworld and throughout the three realms, by virtue of this decree, you may execute first and report later."
Chu Jiang reached out and grasped the cold jade pendant.
The moment his fingers touched the jade pendant, system notifications flooded his mind like crazy.
[Ding! Detection indicates the host has obtained official Heavenly Dao authority certification from the Underworld!]
[The system framework is undergoing an adaptive upgrade... Upgrade complete!]
[Job Panel Update: 'Netherworld Order Inspector' upgraded to 'Order Priest (Junior)'!]
[The core authority concept of "Ferrying" has been completed, increasing its fullness to 30%!]
[Power feedback! Host's cultivation level has increased to: Late Ghost King!]
A force several times stronger than before exploded within his soul.
Chu Jiang felt as if he had upgraded to a higher-spec graphics card, and the whole world appeared in high definition to him.
He could even see which hair on the old man's long beard was forked.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have exceeded the target for the "Underworld's Annual Sales Champion" mission!]
[The task reward has been issued!]
[The Underworld Spirit Boat unlocks a brand new combat form – 'Merit Rotating Heavy Machine Gun: Equality of All Beings Mode'!]
[Note: This is a depleted uranium bomb with six pure senses, rotating 3,600 times per breath. It provides physical salvation, universally liberating all beings, and specifically countering all superficial tricks.]
Chu Jiang's lips twitched involuntarily.
Gatling gun? The kind that shoots blue flames?
This system is getting increasingly outlandish.
He suppressed his thoughts, felt the surging power within his body, and when he looked at Jin Suanpan again, his eyes changed.
"Vice Hall Master Jin, what did you just say?"
Chu Jiang toyed with the order of the order inspector in his hand and asked with a smile.
"I'm telling you, you're settling a personal score! You're disrupting the order of the underworld!"
Jin Suanpan, relying on his position as the second-in-command of the God of Wealth Temple, roared fiercely but inwardly weakly.
"The rules of the God of Wealth Temple were personally established by the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak. What right do you, a newcomer, have to investigate us?"
"Just because of this."
Chu Jiang raised the order of order in his hand.
"His Majesty said that seeing this decree is as if seeing him in person."
He took a step forward, almost touching Jin Suanpan's face.
"What, you intend to defy the imperial decree?"
"I...I didn't!"
Jin Suanpan was so frightened that he took a step back, and the paving stones beneath his feet cracked.
"I just think that everything should follow rules and procedures! You can't just investigate whenever you want!"
"Okay, then I'll tell you the rules."
Chu Jiang smiled, revealing a set of white teeth.
He raised the order of order high, his voice echoing throughout the entire hall.
"I, Chu Jiang, am the first Order Officer of the Underworld. I am now exercising my first authority."
His gaze was fixed firmly on Jin Suanpan.
"To purify the system, we must begin by eliminating the bad apples."
He uttered a few cold words.
"Order Execution—Divine Status Stripped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of black light shot out from the Order Inspectorate.
The black light had no magical fluctuations whatsoever, yet it was too fast to dodge, instantly disappearing into Jin Suanpan's brow.
"what?"
Jin Suanpan was stunned for a moment, but didn't feel any pain.
Just as he was about to mock Chu Jiang for bluffing, a sudden change occurred.
The magnificent official robe he wore, which cost a thousand taels of Yin Crystal and was woven by a hundred female embroiderers over ten years, began to fade at a visible rate.
The gold and silver threads seemed to come alive, falling off the robe one by one and turning into ashes.
The jade pendant with the inscription "Golden Abacus" on his waist, which signified his status as the deputy head of the Temple of Wealth, shattered into powder with a "crack".
Even more terrifying, a golden light was forcibly extracted from the top of his head.
Within that light, one could almost see ledgers, abacuses, and the phantom images of mountains of ghost money.
That was the foundation of his divine status that he had accumulated over thousands of years of working for the underworld; it was his "divine register"!
"No! My divine status! My spiritual cultivation!"
Jin Suanpan let out a heart-wrenching scream.
He watched helplessly as the golden light twisted and struggled in mid-air before finally bursting with a "poof".
His official authority and his early-stage Ghost General cultivation level dissipated rapidly, like a punctured balloon.
In the blink of an eye, the once imposing deputy head of the God of Wealth Temple had transformed into a dilapidated old man with a dim soul, dressed in tattered clothes, and whose cultivation had plummeted back to that of an ordinary ghost soldier.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his whole body trembling like a leaf.
The Yama's Palace was deathly silent.
All the ghost officials looked at the golden abacus lying on the ground, and then at the young man holding the black token. A chill ran from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
This is worse than killing!
This is equivalent to deleting your account, along with all your skins and equipment, making you go back to square one overnight!
As the old doctor watched this scene, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Ao Zhan, who was embedded in the pillar, also stopped groaning, as if he had been so frightened that he forgot the pain.
Chu Jiang slowly lowered his hand, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire room.
Every priest he saw instinctively lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze.
"From this day forward, there will be no gray areas in the underworld."
Chu Jiang's voice carried clearly to every corner.
He stretched out his hand and made a downward chopping motion.
"If anyone dares to reach out, I'll chop off their hand."
After saying that, he stopped looking at his terrified colleagues and turned his gaze back to Jin Suanpan, who was limp as a board.
He crouched down and patted the other person's face with the order inspector's warrant.
"Former Vice Hall Master Jin, stop playing dead."
"Now, we can have a proper chat about the nearly thousand-year-old mess that is the Temple of the God of Wealth."
"Don't worry, you're an ordinary ghost now, you have plenty of time."
Chu Jiang's face revealed a smile so kind it was unsettling.
"We can calculate it one by one, slowly."