I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 145 - 84: The Poor Are Not Always Short of Ambition; Even Shallows Can Nurture True Dragons, Disaster Approaches Outside Baoping State!

"As a daughter of a noble family for three generations, instead of thinking of defending the land and expanding territories, you have engaged in actions that tarnish your reputation and provoke enemies..."

"Moreover, how could Jixia be a fool? I reckon before we even set out or entered the house, he had already aligned himself with the Celestial Pride coming down from Yunluan Mountain. With his aptitude, entering the Dao lineage shouldn't be difficult."

"Tell me, are you foolish or not?!"

All the way, Chen Qingping was brought back to the Guardian Mansion.

Chen Jing, without any mercy, criticized her harshly, leaving Chen Qingping stunned.

Upon arriving at the inner hall of the Guardian Mansion, they met Chen Gong, who was currently in charge of the Guardian Mansion, and Chen Qingping's father. Chen Jing was straightforward:

"Brother, come and see the mess your precious daughter has made!"

Receiving the servant's message, Chen Gong, dressed in the official attire of the Guardian Mansion, came over with dignity and authority.

The fact that Chen Jing, in the Military Department, could receive the news,

naturally meant that the Guardian Mansion, the central hub of Black Mountain, was no exception.

Or rather, the incident at the Yunluan Daoist School was already known to Chen Gong at the first moment it occurred.

When he saw Chen Qingping with a pale face, disheveled long hair, and looking disheveled,

a trace of pity flickered in his eyes:

"Second brother, I know all about it. Since it's already done, there's no point in scrutinizing right or wrong now."

"To err is human."

"In our lifetime, we have just one precious daughter from the direct line. Her desire to improve herself by entering the Yunluan Daoist School, hoping for Dao lineage inheritance, is understandable."

"If there's anyone to blame, it's the slip-up. But success depends on man, plans rely on heaven. There's never a time when everything goes perfectly, without any mistakes."

"Ji Han, Jixia, one has been practicing in a small Martial Arts Hall for three months, possibly found some fortune deep in Black Mountain, the other is a constable of the Outer City Government Office, with some aptitude, but ultimately follows our command."

"Their horizons determine they can't cause much trouble."

"What major mistakes can they make?"

"You and I both have stepped into the Carefree realm, forged Divine Soul Realm cultivation."

"Father even attempted the Primordial Pill in his early years. Although the Nourishing Pill failed, it was still a false pill cultivation."

"Even with diminished vitality, he far exceeds ordinary Great Innate, and even once worked with the Sword Master of Yunluan Mountain for a time."

"We've worked diligently under Sword Master Ruan's orders, investigating the Black Mountain Celestial Abyss year-round. If not for merit, don't we at least have the toil to show for it?"

Chen Jing was silent for a moment, frowning:

"Brother, you mean to say..."

Chen Gong, in a dark green wide-sleeved official robe,

represented his highest status in the Guardian Mansion, second only to the Seventh-Grade Crimson Robe Chen Zhao, as the Eighth-Grade Garrison Commander.

Even being called the 'successor' wouldn't be wrong.

He waved his wide sleeves dismissingly:

"Without resources, no matter how high your talent, it's all in vain."

"Moreover, the Daoist School Mountain Gate wouldn't open wide for merely a 'spiritual level' aptitude."

"Offer a 'Innate' level herb, take a hundred taels of Zhao Silver, and in exchange for a position as a Outer City 'Squad Leader' and recommendation for the 'Wutong Prefecture Examination' to keep Jixia silent."

"Do you think a commoner from Cyan Stone Lane could resist such overwhelming temptation?"

"Even buying his brother's life, it should be more than enough, isn't it enough to make peace again?"

At this moment, the sunset light fell,

its afterglow casting shadows on Chen Gong.

He appeared not young anymore, with prominent wrinkles beside his nose, losing his past vigor and determination.

Only leaving an impression of 'inherent authority and aloofness' as an elder brother Chen Gong.

Chen Jing sighed:

"As things stand, it's all we can do..."

"Should we inform father?"

Glancing at his niece, Chen Jing felt exhausted.

Perhaps now,

the old man who has traversed Black Mountain for decades still thinks of his little granddaughter as a cherished beloved.

How could he have anticipated such 'vicious courage'?

Appearing gentle and weak, truly person cannot be judged by appearance!

"Small trivial matters, the old man won't care, and besides, his health is deteriorating, I'm afraid..." Chen Gong's face turned somber, feeling discomfort at the thought.

"According to him, his final wish at life's end is to take another look at the Celestial Abyss, which he's never fully reached the fourth step in, before his life ends, to see if he can find anything related to 'that person' once more."

"If he can see it,"

"even in death, he can rest in peace."

...

But contrary to what Chen Gong and Chen Jing, who hold power over military and political affairs in the Black Mountain Inner City and Guardian Mansion, thought.

At this moment,

after neatly folding the constable's uniform and sword as the sunset descended,

Jixia calmly picked up his bundle and stepped into the Outer City Government Office.

"Seasonal Constable, why didn't you come for roll call today? Earlier, Department Head Chen was looking for you."

A familiar constable greeted Jixia.

In response, he smiled and answered each one: "Some matters delayed me, but I won't be coming to the office for roll call anymore from now on."

"Uh... what do you mean by that, Seasonal Constable?" The cyan robe constable on duty was puzzled.

"I'm here today to resign from the position of 'Black Mountain Constable.'"

"So naturally, I won't be coming again in the future."

"Let alone roll call?"

After speaking, Jixia walked directly towards Chen Zhenwu's office.

Leaving behind the two constables who greeted him, looking at each other, both stunned.

Resigning... as a constable?