Longevity begins with a negative heart

Chapter 10 General Assembly
"Shuhua, are you awake?"

The door was pushed open, and a tall, plump and beautiful female cultivator walked in, throwing a deflated old storage bag over with a hint of disgust.

"Here, all the things that were seized from you are here! You can tell me, you work so hard on the mission and only save such a small amount of belongings, no one will believe you!"

"Thank you Asha." Shuhua was busy counting his property.

A robe, two sets of clothes, an ordinary wooden hairpin made by myself, a small handful of spiritual stones, a few first-aid pills, two rolls of bandages, a sewing box, and two worthless spiritual herbs. A shoddy jade box, a black gold bar box as long as an arm, a pill furnace with a corner missing, and an old peach wood comb.

She opened the black gold bar box and after confirming that the weapons inside were intact, she asked in a good mood: "When did you come back? Did the mission go well? Are you not injured?"

"It went well, and you weren't injured. I just came back and heard that you were in bad luck. Just as I was trying to think of a solution, I saw someone returning in glory in the Master's fire phoenix chariot. I thought you had someone to take care of you and needed to rest. I simply go and help you get the confiscated items back."

Yuelongsha leaned towards Shuhua affectionately.

Shuhua had never been used to physical contact with other monks, and she subconsciously wanted to get out of the way. Xiao Yudi immediately reminded her: "Hold it! Even if you don't get the tears of friendship, it's good to get some tears from your colleagues."

Shuhua paused stiffly.

She has strange attributes and the wounds on her body are hideous and terrifying. Over the past hundreds of years, there have been many monks who have gotten along with her in harmony, but none of them are really close to her.

There were several times when she was too lonely and wanted to keep company with some female cultivators, only to find that they were secretly laughing at her for wanting to take advantage of others. They also made vicious guesses about her origins and laughed at her for being such an ugly bastard and a plague god.

Several times, I was tricked into traps as bait by friends I had helped and trusted, and almost died.

Perhaps because she has no heart, she is not very sad. She kills when she needs to, and hits when she needs to fight. She immediately repays any grudges she has, but she never wants to get too close to other monks.

Yuelongsha came to Ruyi Palace with her, and she was very kind to her when they met, but she never dared to trust her.

After all, although alchemy materials are important, they are not as important as life and death.

She's afraid of backstabbing.

"Tell me what happened?" Yuelongsha noticed Shuhua's discomfort, but didn't care at all and just kept talking affectionately.

Suddenly, Derun's voice echoed throughout Emerald Bay: "Meeting! Meeting! General meeting! The meeting will be held at the Peak Square in a quarter of an hour!"

Yuelongsha borrowed a wheelchair and pushed Shuhua to the large square on the top of the island.

All the monks who were at home came, and the square was crowded with people and noisy. Some monks were even scolding and scratching each other.

As soon as Shu Hua appeared, all eyes fell on her. Words such as "eat the immortal king Xuanyou", "cruel" and "the person who holds the seat" appeared frequently, but there were also many voices supporting her: "justice", "braveness" ".

Generally speaking, the monks who stood by her accounted for the majority, but there was also a lot of hatred and defense from the immortal clan.

Shuhua smiled calmly and raised his eyes to look into the air.

There are five chairs floating there, the middle one is gold and belongs to the master of Ruyi Hall, and the other four silver chairs belong to the four ministers.

"clang……"

The long bell rang, and all the monks collectively fell silent and leaned down to salute.

"Thank you for your hard work, no courtesy."

Lord Ciheng, the master of Ruyi Hall, has white hair and white beard, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and looks easy to talk to, but everyone knows that his buttocks are naturally crooked to the upper Qing Realm Immortal Clan.

The reason why Ruyi Palace has reached its current state of decline is inseparable from his incompetence and partiality.Divine Monarch Ciheng said a few words and formally introduced Lingze: "According to His Majesty's decree, from now on, the Inspectorate and Hidden Killing Departments will be under the sole responsibility of Divine Monarch Lingze. Everyone is welcome!"

The monks smiled dryly and applauded sparsely.

Although Fierce God has a fierce reputation, he doesn't know if he can last long. It seems that he has taken half of the power of Ruyi Palace. Actual major matters still need to be decided by the Palace Master and several ministers.

Everyone knows that he has a bad relationship with Xianting. One against three, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four people. Maybe one day he will be dejected and step down.

Moreover, the fierceness of the fierce god may not necessarily bring much benefit to everyone. If it is just blindly harsh and cruel, it will not be as good as before.

Lord Ciheng was very satisfied with the effect and said to Lingze with a smile: "Let me tell you a few words."

Lingze nodded lightly and turned to look at everyone.

When Shuhua saw him glancing towards her, she quickly smiled brightly, but his expression was cold, as if she hadn't seen him before. She didn't care and took the lead in applauding vigorously.

This behavior naturally attracted many strange looks, and even the palace master and the other two ministers noticed her.

Her sleeve was pulled hard, and Yue Longsha whispered bitterly behind her: "You are stupid! You haven't suffered enough? Are you afraid that people won't remember you?"

Shuhua didn't take it seriously: "I've been remembered for a long time. It's better to hold him to death with one thigh."

Yuelongsha immediately moved away from her: "Don't drag me down."

Shuhua just smiled and listened quietly to Lingze's words.

Lingze looked solemn: "Thanks to your majesty's trust and entrusted with the important task, I am willing to make progress together with you. Now that the resentment has swallowed up half of the world, Cangwu Realm is facing the crisis of destruction. I will do my best to assist the palace master in removing the old malaise. Restore morale to save lives.”

He paused and raised his voice: "The first thing I have to do is to rectify the atmosphere and make rewards and punishments clear and appropriate."

The Supervisor did this job, but he never did it well. The monks didn't react much and just took it for granted.

Unexpectedly, Lingze said next: "Lingyang Xianjun, the deputy director of the Supervision Department, seriously neglected his duty and allowed the family members of the deceased to kill the suspects under his jurisdiction in prison. According to the law, he should be held responsible for [-] court rods and dismissed from his post. Since there is a shortage of manpower, the forty imperial staffs will be placed in charge and will be kept on guard for inspection."

The immortal official pushed out the ashen-faced Immortal Lord Lingyang.

The monks immediately became energetic. Who didn't know that the family members of the deceased who were causing trouble were the young masters of the Xuanniiao tribe and the proper royal relatives of the Immortal Court!
They say they are slapping Immortal Lord Lingyang, but they are actually slapping the Xuannio clan in the face!
Moreover, Immortal Lord Lingyang’s background and position are not low, which is tantamount to beating the entire Ruyi Palace Immortal Clan officials!
Forty imperial staffs!Then beat him half to death!How miserable!

Looking at the palace master and the other two ministers, they all looked surprised. Apparently they didn't know that Lingze would do this in advance.

The three people quickly exchanged glances, and Lord Ciheng interceded: "It happened for a reason, and Lingyang is your deputy, so the female cultivator didn't suffer much, otherwise..."

"Just because you're not dead doesn't mean the violations never happened!"

Lingze interrupted him sharply: "With unclear rewards and punishments, no distinction between right and wrong, how can we convince the crowd?! If monks who charge into battle and go through life and death can be killed and humiliated by the powerful at will just because of suspicion, who will be willing to contribute to the Three Realms? Fight!"

Lord Ciheng smiled good-naturedly, stroking his beard and looking down.

It doesn't matter how loud your voice is, and it doesn't matter how high-sounding your words are. You're new here, and your actions are extremely harsh. Let's see who is willing to take the risk of offending the powerful and follow his orders?

If no one obeys the order, the official's work will be in vain, just waiting to see the joke.

　Ah, I almost forgot to update

　　
　
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