Chapter 1825: Chapter 907: Elder Crane Seven
At dusk, the sun set in the west.
In the Third-Grade Half Peak City, a residential area for cultivators.
The cultivators of the Taoist Court had long set up the Formation, arranged traps, and ambushed the surroundings.
Gu Changhuai sat in a tall pavilion nearby, his gaze like a torch, observing every movement of all cultivators on the entire street.
Beside him, Xia Canonical Official was equally vigilant in expression.
In addition, there was also a Golden Core Steward transferred from a third-grade Immortal City near the Qian Learning State Boundary.
This Steward was named Fan Jin, a burly man with a face full of stubble, skilled in using a pair of fine iron hammers, and was a body cultivator with vigorous Blood Qi.
He was also the Golden Core Steward who had previously, along with Gu Changhuai, fallen into the ambush set by the Demon Sect, but managed to escape thanks to Mo Hua’s interference.
The view from the tall pavilion was wide, the three of them watched for a long time, but no one came.
Fan Jin then said in a low voice, “Is the information reliable?”
Gu Changhuai stroked the Letter Token beside his hand.
On the Letter Token, there was very detailed intelligence given to him by Mo Hua.
Gu Changhuai nodded and said, “Around 7:15 PM, He Laoqi will disguise himself as a doctor, walk along South Street, make a loop, and at 7:45 PM, reach the northernmost part, entering the third house from right to left, which has a red banner hanging at the door.”
“After He Laoqi enters the house, he will first replenish from others, then suck blood, and finally transmit skills…”
This was confidential information given by Mo Hua, previously only known to Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official, and not disclosed to outsiders.
Fan Jin, as an externally transferred Steward, had just learned of it.
He was momentarily stunned and asked in confusion:
“Is this information so detailed? Is it real? Even the exact hours and minutes are pinpointed, could it be that a fortune teller calculated it?”
Gu Changhuai was silent.
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“By the way,” Gu Changhuai remembered Mo Hua’s warning, and said, “That He Laoqi is full of Demon Skills, somewhat difficult to deal with, and there’s something sinister about him, he cannot be left alive, nor can he be simply killed, at that time, we’ll trouble Steward Fan to suppress him up close and cripple his limbs.”
Among the three of them, only Fan Jin was purely a body cultivator, so this task could only be entrusted to him.
Fan Jin said, “Rest assured, I know, I will definitely do my best in such matters.”
Fan Jin glanced at Gu Changhuai, somewhat hesitant to speak.
Gu Changhuai, sharp-minded, sensed he had something to say, and said, “Steward Fan, feel free to speak.”
Fan Jin glanced again at Xia Canonical Official, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn’t hold back, saying softly:
“Supervisor Gu, I just want to ask, if we successfully eradicate the Demon Sect this time, and I make some contributions, can I be transferred from the Solitary Mountain City’s Taoist Court to the Qian Learning State Boundary?”
Gu Changhuai was taken aback, then slightly frowned.
“If not the Qian Learning State Boundary, any other third-grade state boundary will do…” Fan Jin said.
Gu Changhuai asked, “You don’t want to stay in Solitary Mountain City?”
Nonsense, who would want to stay in a godforsaken place like that…
Fan Jin thought to himself, then sighed:
“Logically speaking, as a Steward of the Taoist Court, serving the Taoist Court is the same everywhere, but for me, the situation is indeed special.”
“Solitary Mountain City is desolate, with few people, I have lofty ambitions, but no outlet to realize them. Thinking of striving to make further progress, there’s just no way.”
“Now, with the eradication of the Demon Sect, the Qian Learning State Boundary is short of staff, just right for them to transfer me over, it would also be giving me a chance, I ought to devote myself wholly.”
“It’s just that… I have no family background, no connections, no network, and in the Taoist Court, I have no one who can speak for me, I don’t understand the rules inside, and I don’t even know what kind of contributions to make in order to get promoted… no, not promoted, even just transferred.”
Fan Jin smiled bitterly.
His words were somewhat utilitarian, but still considered honest.
Gu Changhuai didn’t mind either.
Though he was a bit aloof and indifferent, he was not an unreasonable person and knew that for a Steward without power or influence, promotion was extremely difficult.
Within the rules, it’s only human nature to seek a future for oneself.
Gu Changhuai pondered, “The Taoist Court does indeed have such precedents, but this kind of promotion requires operations from various sides and also involves some interpersonal relationships, which can’t be relied on as a reference.”
“But, though promotion is not easy, if you only want a transfer, it shouldn’t be difficult. If you make contributions this time, you can apply upward, and it will be discussed by the Deputy Court Leader and the Court Leader…”
“It’s just that, given the redundancy and complexity of the personnel in the Taoist Court, whether it will ultimately happen is uncertain, but generally, this is indeed a way…”
“Having an opportunity is good, having an opportunity is good…” Fan Jin nodded repeatedly, cupped his hands and said, “Thank you Supervisor Gu for the advice.”
Gu Changhuai also cupped his hands and said, “Steward Fan is too polite.”
Fan Jin slightly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a bit lighter at heart.
Throughout, Xia Canonical Official paid no attention to their conversation, remaining silent and fully focused on the street.
Fan Jin was also tactful, didn’t speak further, and patiently watched the street corner’s movement with them, but his heart was fluctuating.
“It’s good to be transferred from Solitary Mountain City…”
“Solitary Mountain City, I can’t stay there any longer…”
Fan Jin’s gaze faintly carried a hint of fear.
After that, the group said no more, concentrating on the surveillance.
As the sun gradually set, at 7:15 PM, there indeed appeared a cultivator disguised as a “doctor” at the street corner.
He was tall and thin, with a head full of white hair, wearing a conical hat covering his face and carrying several gourds containing Pills.
Then, as Mo Hua had said, he walked through South Street, made a loop, and at 7:45 PM, reached the northern side and entered the house with the red banner hanging at the door…
Just as Gu Changhuai had described, down to the exact time points.