Morning, Black Mountain Governnt Office.
Jixia walked in with his head held high.
Now he possessed the 'Demon Hunting Spirit Body' and 'Orthodox Fist Dao', his martial prowess swelling, coupled with his past identity and status,
though the position of constable was still manageable with ease, he had no intention of wasting his years there.
After all, he had once served as a 'Black Mountain Guardian'.
Even if it had been decades ago, a starved cal is still bigger than a horse. Before arriving at the office, Jixia had already contemplated how he would walk the road ahead.
Resources, hunting in Black Mountain, was the path he had once opened for himself; little did he know, the trees planted by his predecessors would now shelter him.
As for skills and techniques, he would follow the clues from past connections, seeking what he could obtain from places like the 'Yunluan Martial Arts Hall' or the 'Guardian Mansion', 'Demon Hunting Departnt' in Black Mountain City.
Even if Ruan Xiuxiu was no longer the Eighth-grade Demon Hunting Departnt Chief, surely the Yunluan Martial Arts Hall still existed?
If nothing else,
there was still Chen Zhao, now the renowned old guardian, half of his body in the grave, still around.
He was personally promoted by him.
And there was also that girl, nad 'Xie Wutong', who supported him during his ti as a constable.
If his assumptions were correct, that girl should be from his 'granddaughter's generation'.
Undoubtedly related to the Xie Family in Wutong Prefecture.
If Jixia successfully found any trace associated with the na 'Song Chai Xin'.
Then he could prove he indeed existed in the past through the Reincarnation Celestial Book.
Since he existed, the relationships he established back then would naturally continue.
Although the 'first page' of the Reincarnation Celestial Book had yet to fully conclude,
with the mories before heading to 'Yunluan Mountain', Jixia had countless ways to prove his authenticity.
In this world, resources and background determined the ease or difficulty of one's martial Dao cultivation.
Since one could rely on a great tree for shade,
who would choose to tread on thin ice, trembling with anxiety?
This era was separated by countless years from the ti when he reigned over Black Mountain with his fists.
Among those he befriended, like Song Brahman Mirror and Ruan Xiuxiu, even if they encountered bottlenecks in their later cultivation, at worst, they would have reached the end of the third step.
Even a tiny bit of what slipped through their fingers...
would be enough for him to squander now.
"Speaking of Xie Wutong."
"She must have noticed the prestigious fist technique 'teor Chasing Moon Fist Scripture' I executed back then and saw through the clues."
"After all, if my mory serves right, during the Xie Family's ancestral worship back then, I had left fist marks on the stone stele, proving that I, Song Chai Xin, had been there."
"As a direct descendant of the Xie Family, she couldn't possibly not recognize it..."
"I don't even know how my grandfather is doing now. Logically, a 'Primordial Pill Realm' existence, even after fifty years... should not have entirely succumbed to old age."
On the surface, he chatted and laughed with various constables while on duty, but in his heart, Jixia quietly pondered.
Though he noticed nothing amiss, the constables he had previously befriended, like 'Zheng Fan', 'Zhong Xu',
felt that the smiling young constable before them seed like a sleeping tiger; even if not a hint of aura leaked out, the sense of long-held authority set him apart.
Especially Zhong Xu.
Originally, he wasn't afraid of Jixia. Although he was eager to please, in the end, their positions were the sa, and he mostly wanted to do Ninth-Grade Departnt Head Chen Zhenwu a favor.
But after not seeing him for a day, his own cultivation, which was at the pinnacle of 'rcury Blood Silver Marrow'...
made him feel a hesitation and inexplicable fear just from being casually glanced at by Jixia, how peculiar!
Zhong Xu hesitated:
"Jixia, previously, the steward from the Wei Mansion had discussed with about apologizing to you. Could you find so ti to have them host a banquet to offer their apologies?"
"The Wei Mansion is imnsely wealthy, and you're just stepping onto the martial path, right when you need resources."
"The constable's salary, plus the ager oil and water from Ten-Mile Bluestone Lane, not only is it insufficient for your expenses, but even for your brother 'Ji Han', at the Inner City martial arts hall, it likely won't suffice in another month or two."
"That brat Wei Bao isn't much of a criminal, not enough to be detained for long. Might as well gain so benefits from it; after all, his father has served as a follower to Patriarch Wei for decades, he holds so influence."
"In my opinion, can we let this matter pass for peace?"
In the previous act, Jixia had stood up for 'Carpenter Zhang's family, having beaten the son of the 'Outer City' tycoon 'Wei Mansion's steward, detaining him in the office for several days of 'hospitality'.
The Wei Mansion, an 'Outer City' estate with connections to an 'Inner City' line, traded private salt outside the city, abundantly wealthy, and well-established.
Zhong Xu was responsible for the Wei Mansion district, patrolling and capturing on that street, and they crossed paths often. Allowing Jixia to take the man away last ti was already giving Jixia face.
After privately taking care of Wei Bao for several days, Zhong Xu thought that with Jixia being a 'new official with three fires', his anger should have subsided, considering Wei Mansion's connection in the outer city and having a son as a true heir of an inner city martial arts hall, with hopes of becoming a 'Great Innate' in the future.
Even though Jixia was highly regarded by Chen Zhenwu, considered a brother.
But ultimately, a constable is just an 'official', and iron needs to be hard on its own.
If each side could take a step back, it'd be acceptable for appearances, Jixia was a smart man, he should understand this.
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