Reborn right after ascending to immortality?

Chapter 8 This An Sheng is quite a genius.

"Junior Brother An, Junior Brother An."

As soon as An Sheng entered Fengdu City, he heard a divine voice transmission not far away.

"I am Zhang Yan, the defense attorney hired by the organization."

He looked closely and saw that the person was elegant and extraordinary, dressed in a white robe, with a feather fan and a turban, with bright phoenix eyes and white teeth. Although she was a woman, she acted like a scholar.

Now is a critical period for creating a civilized cultivation world. The rule of law in the cultivation world can no longer tolerate demonic organizations, and most of them have been renamed as folk associations.

For example, the famous 'Hehuan Sect' from ancient times was preparing to change its name to 'Serving Society'.

The woman who is now communicating with An Sheng is the defense lawyer hired by the triad to advocate for An Sheng's sentence reduction, and her services are very expensive.

An Sheng understood that the next step was for the lawyer to communicate with the defendant before the trial.

Zhang Yan is a scholar-cultivator, upright and sincere, well-versed in the law, and a master of eloquence with remarkable achievements.

He has never lost a case since his debut, and he specializes in representing the disadvantaged groups of various demonic sects. Now that the righteous path is flourishing and the demonic sects are weakening, the demonic sects are naturally the disadvantaged groups.

Zhang the lawyer's code of conduct is to uphold justice for the weak and oppressed, to establish a moral foundation for the world, and to safeguard the lives of the people.

An Sheng knew at a glance that this lawyer Zhang Yan lived up to his reputation and was very capable.

His entire body was covered with dense black threads, each one representing at least fifty years.

He's committed so many crimes and hasn't been convicted yet; he must be a seasoned lawyer.

This time, An Sheng went to jail for the gang, and the gang went to great lengths to get him a reduced sentence, hiring lawyer Zhang.

Lawyer Zhang spoke in a telepathic voice; her tone was calm and professional.

She knew that this lawsuit was about to become her battle for stardom.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime case, and almost half of Kunlun is paying attention to it. She must seize this opportunity.

She will demonstrate to the entire court what the art of literature and art truly is.

"Junior brother, there's no need to worry. The club has already taken care of everything."

"The public opinion situation has also been handled well—thanks to our efforts over the past few days, the outside world is now spreading rumors that you have a mental illness. When the trial begins, you should insist that you have schizophrenia."

"The law is exceptionally lenient towards suspects with abnormal mental states."

No wonder.
An Sheng recalled the reaction of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons.

So it turns out you guys are the ones who ruined my reputation!

Lawyer Zhang's tone rose slightly; she was about to demonstrate her skills.

"By the way, you should also say that you have depression, bipolar disorder, affective disorder, and mania. It would be best if you also practiced some knife skills on your arm."

“I have schizophrenia. How can one person have so many illnesses at the same time?” An Sheng replied aptly, referring to the fact that Attorney Zhang had just listed more than a dozen mental illnesses.

"That's why I made you say you have schizophrenia first."

Lawyer Zhang smiled smugly, "Just say that you went mad while practicing your martial arts and split into more than a dozen personalities, each of which suffers from a mental illness!"

If I had so many personalities, I'd be a god.

An Sheng's face darkened.

"Do I need to tell the judge that I was actually reborn from a thousand years in the future, that a woman lives in my head, and that all the bad things I did were instructed by her?"

An Sheng relayed the message honestly.

"Genius, a genius idea."

Lawyer Zhang was astonished by An Sheng's idea. Seeing An Sheng's acting skills—lying without batting an eye—she exclaimed, "I never imagined that my junior brother would have the talent to be a great lawyer."

Lawyer Zhang felt confident; she had never fought such a complex battle before—a case involving a minor, schizophrenia, paranoia, and gender dysphoria.

Especially the line "There's a woman living in my head," that was a stroke of genius.

The tale of "reborn from a thousand years in the future" was so brilliant that Lawyer Zhang was amazed. While seemingly a rebirth, it actually hinted at a personality that had lived for a thousand years—a thousand-year-old man.

The combination of a child, a woman, and an old man is like a trio of swords combined, making them invincible in the legal world, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Junior Brother An truly lives up to her reputation as the Impermanent Demon Child. She is incredibly intelligent and quick to grasp concepts. With such abundant resources, let alone defending for a reduced sentence, she would even dare to sentence the opposing lawyer!

We are 99 percent wrong, but you victims aren't even 1 percent wrong?
“Junior Brother An, as long as you maintain your current acting skills, I guarantee I can reduce your sentence to the minimum,” she assured An Sheng. “At least a hundred years.”

That's it.

An Sheng shook her head.

If we lose a hundred years from a thousand, we'll have to wait another nine hundred years.

A hundred years less wouldn't make much difference to An Sheng, but it would be even less than the 1,500 years needed to exchange for the 'Divided Soul Technique'.

Seeing An Sheng shake his head, Lawyer Zhang assumed An Sheng was dissatisfied with the reduction in sentence and immediately corrected him: "Then two hundred years less, no, two hundred and fifty!"

“Just say that the court surveillance was secretly filming you, and they will have the jailer take you out. As soon as the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons touch you, you will immediately lie down on the spot, saying that they have damaged your thousand-year-old primordial spirit and violated the wishes of women, children and the elderly, and then you will cry loudly.”

"This combo attack would even numb a Nascent Soul stage expert."

This guy's business skills are lacking.

An Sheng narrowed his eyes. Reducing the sentence to the maximum is something only junior lawyers can do. Senior lawyers can 'control the sentence', not a year more or less, just enough to keep the criminal law under control for '1,500 years'. He decided to take matters into his own hands.

"The communication time is over. Please sever your spiritual connection now. It's time to proceed to court." Ox-Head and Horse-Face interrupted An Sheng.

"Welcome to the beginning of the Nine Netherworlds, the city of ten thousand ghosts—'Fengdu'."

An Sheng followed Ma Mian into the bronze gate of Fengdu Palace. Fengdu was a private enterprise in ancient times, and over the past tens of thousands of years, it has undergone several changes in ownership, making it a place with a long history.

It was built on the first layer of the Nine Netherworld, and was also known as the 'Underworld' in ancient times.

In ancient times, it was originally the property of the local Taoism. Its economy developed rapidly and once reached its peak. However, due to the rampant issuance of ghost money and its excessively large face value, its currency depreciated, triggering an economic crisis and ultimately leading to the bankruptcy of Fengdu.
Then foreign capital took advantage of the situation and invaded, with the ancient Buddha Ksitigarbha becoming the largest shareholder.

Ksitigarbha once vowed: "I will not become a Buddha until hell is emptied."

It means that He won't go back to being a monk until He has emptied out all the valuable things in Hell.

A thousand years have passed, and after Hell was emptied, Fengdu was sold back to Kunlun.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Fengdu was only a place to judge ghosts. After the hell was emptied, everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt. In order to expand the industrial chain, they started to take on business with the living.

Unable to remain in the upper realm, the humans were forced to descend to the ghost city to work, competing with the lower-class market for immortal cultivation. The ghost city was becoming increasingly populated, while the ghosts were dwindling in number.

Over time, as one side weakens while the other strengthens, the original inhabitants of the ghost town, the ghosts, disappeared.

Or rather, everyone is a ghost, and all ghosts are people.

Now that we've entered the modern era of cultivation, Fengdu has transformed from a private enterprise into a shared asset of the upper realm.

It truly achieved equality for all ghosts and demons, and ensured that everyone had a place to go to jail.

An Sheng walked through Fengdu City. The new era of Fengdu was nothing like the eerie and gloomy legend. It was no longer the city of ten thousand ghosts. On the contrary, it was full of joy and prosperity. The sun was shining and the air was fresh. Immortals from the upper realm often came here to visit and take photos.

The world-famous "Bridge of Helplessness" customs has become a popular tourist attraction, and Meng Po soup has also launched several new flavors, including the traditional "Classic Meng Po Soup" and "Meng Po Soup with Lycoris Radiata Flavor". One low-grade spirit stone is required for one cup.

The person in charge of making the soup is no longer Meng Po. Meng Po has become a well-known female entrepreneur throughout Feng, and the shop has adopted a franchise model and been renamed 'Bridge Meng Po'.

Immortals who come to visit will have their immortal bodies defiled by things from the underworld if they don't drink Meng Po's soup.

Drinking this Meng Po soup will sever all ties with the mortal world. Even if you drink a single drop of the precious dew for a lifetime, you will never be able to return to Kunlun.

If a person is tainted by the energy of Yin and Hell, even if they return to Kunlun, they will be regarded by the immortal disciples as an illegal ghost or a prisoner who has escaped from prison, and will be attacked by law enforcement.

Moreover, there are rumors in the upper realm that the 'flower petals of the other shore' cooked in Meng Po's soup are overnight flowers, which are very unhygienic.

But at least they used real spider lilies. Meng Po soup is for the local ghosts of Fengdu, people who go down to the mortal world to work, and suspects like An Sheng.

With a large customer base and low prices, they win by sheer volume.

"I've heard that the Meng Po soup has the miraculous effect of making you forget your past life's memories," Zhang Yan asked curiously. "Is it really that magical?"

“That’s the Meng Po soup from ancient times,” Ox-Head and Horse-Face explained. “Now the Meng Po soup is diluted with water, so it can only make you forget memories from one minute ago. That’s their trade secret. Look over there.”

An ordinary couple arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness. The woman asked her boyfriend,

"what is this?"

"Meng Po soup".

"Let's have a drink."

They bought a small cup and gulped it down.

A minute later, the woman asked her boyfriend again,

"what is this?"

"Meng Po soup".

"Let's have a drink."

"Let's have a drink."

"Let's have a drink."

So, within just ten minutes, the couple each bought ten cups and drank them until their stomachs were bloated.

Passersby couldn't help but marvel at how delicious the Meng Po soup was, wondering why they couldn't stop drinking it.
"Mr. Meng's move was too cunning!" Zhang Yan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed sincerely, "No wonder he was able to grow so big and powerful."

An Sheng ordered himself a drink with the flavor of the other shore flower, with ice and full sugar, and also offered a drink to Ma Mian—but the latter refused to drink it no matter what, even though the person opposite him was the terrifying Wuchang Demon Child.

He was demoted to the position of Ox-Head in Fengdu because he offended his boss's wife, but he always thought about returning to Kunlun.

Of course, Zhang the lawyer wouldn't drink either. She was a promising literary immortal, and this underworld lawsuit was just a stepping stone for her to climb higher.

An Sheng had no choice but to drink three cups of wine at every meal by himself.

While drinking, he also wrote "You've already bought three cups" on his arm so as not to fall into the trap set by capital.

The red spider lily is a wonderful thing; it blooms for a thousand years and withers for a thousand years, its flower and leaves never meeting. Love is not bound by cause and effect; fate determines life and death. As the red spider lily enters the throat, its yin energy disperses into the lungs and then condenses in the altar.

The characters for 'impermanent law' also seem to be thicker.

The sight of him downing three cups in a row caused some of the righteous cultivators in the Fengdu Building to frown.

"Is that the infamous, fickle demon child?"

"What I see now is indeed true to its reputation."

"Sentence him to three more years."

(End of this chapter)