touchnovel Chapter 60 Yang Jian Descends to Earth, Boss, Run!
Chapter 60 Yang Jian Descends to Earth, Boss, Run!
Qi Hong felt his soul trembling before that black token.
That wasn't magic, nor was it oppression; it was something more fundamental.
Like legal statutes, they are coldly and absolutely engraved between heaven and earth.
His pride and joy in his cultivation level were rendered meaningless in the face of these two seal characters, like an illegal building encountering a demolition team, unable to even muster the thought of resistance.
"you……"
Qi Hong's throat went dry, and he could only utter one word before the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
He wanted to say, "You've crossed the line," but the token in the other person's hand seemed to say that wherever he was, that was the king's land.
He wanted to say, "The Immortal Cultivation Association won't let you off the hook," but his intuition told him that the association's signboard was probably less useful than a roadside stall's business license in front of this token.
Chu Jiang retrieved the token, tucked it back into his waistband, the movement as casual as putting away a car key.
"Director Qi, right?"
Chu Jiang picked up a freshly mixed "life-saving drink for overtime workers" from the bar and pushed it in front of him.
"I like to reason things out, and I also like to do business."
"I don't agree with your claim of overstepping boundaries to bail someone out. Lin Fan is my brother, it's only right that I protect him."
"As for meddling in matters of the mortal realm... I call it expanding my business."
Chu Jiang pointed to the signboard at the entrance of the shop.
"The Underworld's Office in the Mortal Realm was just inaugurated today."
"From now on, the reincarnation quotas, fortune management, and merit calculation in the mortal realm will all be uniformly managed by our 'Three Paths Fast Crossing (Mortal Realm Business Division)'."
"I see your Cultivation Association has quite a wide range of businesses. How about considering a joint venture with us?"
Qi Hong's eyes twitched as he listened.
This isn't a business negotiation; it's clearly a territorial grab.
They even spoke as if they were giving a report to the marketing director.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and tried to invoke his last remaining support.
"Your Excellency, are you aware of the grave crime of unauthorized alteration of the Yin-Yang order?"
"The Heavenly Court still exists, and the Heavenly Laws still apply. How can you do this..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
The entire pedestrian street suddenly fell silent.
It wasn't the calm that follows a commotion, but a deathly silence where everything was speechless.
The sky, which was originally illuminated by the city's neon lights, now seemed to be covered by a huge golden curtain.
A vast and dazzling golden light shone straight down from the sky, precisely enveloping the small milk tea shop, "Santu Station".
Everyone on the pedestrian street stopped in their tracks, looked up in astonishment.
In the milk tea shop, the cup in Lin Fan's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into pieces.
Qi Hong's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
He had only sensed and been described in the association's oldest records.
That was true divine power.
It is a power from the Heavenly Court that surpasses all cultivators in the mortal realm.
"Heavens...heavenly soldiers?"
Qi Hong's voice trembled, but his face was filled with a wild joy at surviving a disaster.
He thought that the Heavenly Court had noticed the abnormal changes in the laws of this place and sent a divine general down to earth to restore order.
He turned around abruptly, pointed at Chu Jiang, and prepared to complain to the descending divine general.
"Immortal! This is the person..."
Amidst the golden light, a tall and slender figure slowly emerged.
The man was clad in golden chainmail, wore a hat with three mountains and flying phoenixes, and held a three-pointed double-edged sword. A vertical line appeared between his eyebrows, gleaming with divine light as it opened and closed.
It was none other than the Heavenly Court's Judicial God, Erlang Shen, the Manifesting Sage, Yang Jian.
Qi Hong was so excited that he was trembling all over, and was about to speak.
Yang Jian didn't even glance at him.
He walked straight through the golden light into the milk tea shop, a familiar smile on his face, and naturally pulled out a... the latest HarmonyOS phone from his pocket.
He unlocked the app skillfully and opened a green chat application.
Then, to the stunned expressions of Qi Honglin, Fan, and the passersby, he handed his phone screen to Chu Jiang.
"Dean Chu is here to help in this emergency."
Yang Jian's voice was very low, carrying a hint of mystery.
"V me 50, I heard today is Crazy Thursday."
"..."
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings.
Qi Hong's ecstatic expression froze; he felt as if his brain had been cleaved in two by that three-pointed, double-edged sword.
Lin Fan stared at Yang Jian, then at Chu Jiang, feeling that this world might be the real hell.
Chu Jiang glanced at Yang Jian's phone screen, his face expressionless.
"I don't have chicken wings here, only Meng Po soup. Would you like a family bucket?"
"After you drink this, I guarantee your dog will have to offer you three sticks of incense."
Yang Jian chuckled, put his phone away, and sat down at the bar, leaning his three-pointed double-edged sword to the side.
Just kidding, just trying to lighten the mood.
He skillfully picked up the menu on the table and pointed to it.
"Give me a 'Ex-Wife's Tears,' extra ice, please."
After he finished ordering, he raised an eyebrow as if he had just noticed Qi Hong standing next to him.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, what are you doing standing here?"
"Your kneeling posture isn't quite right. Keep your legs together a little more and straighten your back to show sincerity."
Upon hearing these words, Qi Hong felt as if he had heard heavenly music. His legs could no longer support him, and with a "thump," he knelt firmly on the ground.
The group of cultivators behind him were even more pathetic, already prostrating themselves on the ground, wishing they could bury their faces in the floor tiles.
"Little, little immortal Qi Hong, pays respects to the True Lord."
Qi Hong stammered, his Tang suit already soaked with cold sweat.
He now finally understood what kind of being he had provoked.
The one who could summon the God of Justice to descend to earth not to arrest him, but to ask him for a bubble tea.
This water, where is it deep?
This is clearly a bottomless pit connected to the Ruins of Return.
"Alright, alright, get up, everyone."
Yang Jian waved his hand impatiently.
"Don't block Dean Chu's business and affect his source of income."
"I sensed some fluctuations in the laws of the mortal realm and thought something major had happened. It turns out it's just that Dean Chu's branch office has opened."
He turned to look at Chu Jiang, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"Dean Chu, you've made quite a stir. What's your next step?"
Chu Jiang pushed a prepared drink in front of Yang Jian, then pulled up a chair and sat down himself.
"It's nothing, just doing some environmental protection."
He took a sip of his milk tea.
"I see that the environment in the mortal realm is severely polluted and the earth's veins are damaged. Many waste industries are creating a smoky and polluted environment, which is affecting the quality of raw materials for our underworld."
"When the spirits came in, they were all covered in dust and dirt, and we had to use our merits to purify them, which increased our operating costs."
"So, I plan to clean up all these sources of pollution."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Pollution cleanup? Environmental protection projects?"
He slapped his thigh.
"This is a great act of merit!"
"To be honest, the Heavenly Court has been troubled by this issue for hundreds of years. A few years ago, the Jade Emperor even wanted to establish a 'Three Realms Environmental Governance Office,' but it fell through because there was no budget or staffing."
Yang Jian leaned closer and lowered his voice.
"Dean Chu, can the Heavenly Court invest in your project?"
"We'll provide policies and heavenly decrees to support you. If all else fails, I'll personally bring my celestial hound down to earth to supervise your work."
"How to split the profits is negotiable. The main thing is, if this matter is successfully completed, my year-end bonus with the Jade Emperor will be guaranteed."
Chu Jiang looked at him and smiled.
"Want to invest?"
"sure."
Chu Jiang held up three fingers.
"Let's sign a performance-based agreement first."
"First, the Heavenly Court shall not interfere with the internal operations of my Earthly Affairs Division for any reason."
"Secondly, for all law enforcement actions, the Heavenly Court must provide a 'green channel' and must not obstruct them."
"Third, and most importantly."
Chu Jiang slowly withdrew two fingers, leaving only one.
"The initial funding for the project is 100 million yuan."
"Merit Points".
Yang Jian's smile froze on his face.
"One hundred million?"
Chu Jiang picked up the cup and blew on it to cool it down.
"What's wrong, God of Justice? Can't you even scrape together this much for your year-end bonus?"