I just passed the imperial examination, what the heck is this "Celestial Official System"?

"Is Liu Ding dead?"

"Someone's breaking into prison?!"

Several farmers stood in a circle on the edge of the field, talking about the most explosive news in Shannan County today.

It should be noted that Shannan County has been peaceful for a long time and has not experienced any large-scale incidents, let alone a major event like a prison break.

It's been too long since there's been any excitement to watch, and now such a big thing has suddenly happened, especially a prison break—a blatant challenge to the authority of the county government, which is a major scandal. Naturally, it's generating even more buzz.

"I heard there was a prison break, and not only did Liu Ding die, but several other torturers in the torture chamber also died."

A farmer clapped his hands.

"Good riddance!"

"That Liu Ding, a martial arts practitioner, insisted on going to the Black Prison. It's obvious that Heaven couldn't stand it and wanted to get rid of this scourge."

Liu Ding had been arrogant and domineering with Zhang Kun since he was in the farmhouse, and there was already a lot of resentment about him.

Several people were bullied by Liu Ding here.

Now that Liu Ding is dead, people are naturally overjoyed. If it weren't for Liu Ding's brother-in-law still being in the martial arts room, there would probably have been cultivators from the farmhouses setting off firecrackers at Liu Ding's grave long ago.

Liu Ding's older sister was also rumored to be causing quite a stir.

But then came another sigh.

The prison break resulted in the deaths of nearly ten officials, and the remnants of the Rong'an Marquis's family were also taken away.

The Shannan County government has almost completely lost face.

I heard that the county magistrate was furious.

He personally led the martial arts troupe to hunt down the enemy.

"Just who is this person, possessing such great abilities?"

Just as everyone was speculating...

One person gave the answer: "It's a demon."

"My cousin was in the torture chamber. He witnessed a huge monster, about thirty feet tall, break through the dark cell and escape."

"Good heavens, thirty zhang?!"

Humans can cultivate, and so can birds and beasts.

These birds and beasts that have achieved a certain level of cultivation will be labeled as demon cultivators.

Even in the northern border of the Great Zhou, there was a demon kingdom that existed, and the Zhenbei Army existed to guard the border of the demon kingdom.

However, in Shannan County, which is a thousand miles away from the northern border, demons are not commonly seen.

Song Li cast the Sweet Rain spell in the spirit field, and the content of the crowd's discussion clearly reached his ears.

"Demon..."

His heart sank.

This is not a good sign.

I fear that Shannan County, which has been peaceful for a century, is about to descend into chaos.

According to local records, every time a demon appears, great chaos ensues.

Like a battlefield, the lives of these minor officials would no longer belong to themselves.

During the Song Dynasty, the "Sweet Rain" technique was performed seven times.

This is already the limit for a Qi Gathering Level 1 cultivator, but of course, it's far from his limit.

"Brother Zhao, why do you look so troubled?"

After finishing his farm work for the day, Song Li turned to look at Zhao Hui, who was standing to the side, seemingly lost in thought.

According to past practice, Zhao Hui should be in Shannan City by now.

"Are you having a tiff?"

Zhao Hui sighed softly, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear:

"Last night, Vera came to me and told me not to go to see her for the next few days."

really.

They just had a falling out.

Song Li had the air of someone who had been through it all. Although he had never married in his previous life, he had a wealth of experience.

But Zhao Hui immediately added, "She said it's dangerous lately, but it's all for my own good."

He had been keeping some secrets to himself for a long time, and he had been wanting to get them out. Song Li was the only one who knew about his relationship with Zheng Wei, so he spoke up:

"It was Steward Zheng who relayed the message, saying that Marquis Rong'an colluded with the demon race and sold the fortune of our Great Zhou to the northern border. There are many demon spies in our Huanglong Prefecture, no wonder officials keep disappearing."

Selling luck?

Missing.

These two things seem completely unrelated, but upon closer examination, they are quite chilling.

Luck is an ethereal thing, and it is also subject to the supervision of the Imperial Observatory. How could the Earl of Rong'an, who is just a minor earl, possibly deceive the heavens?

If you can't directly steal someone's luck, then steal from the person who carries that luck.

Officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were undoubtedly the best targets. Moreover, as a count, the Earl of Rong'an held a position comparable to a fifth or sixth-rank official. If several ninth-rank or even eighth-rank officials disappeared while under his control, no one would investigate.

Where is luck being sold?

They're clearly sending officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty to the Demon Kingdom to be made into human pills!

That's how those transported stones came about.

Only in this way can we deceive the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.

"Executing three generations of their family is still too lenient a sentence."

Having understood the cause and effect, Song Li immediately understood everything.

If Rong Anbo wanted to refine the Luck Stone, he needed to find someone who possessed Luck, so he must have the means to measure Luck.

He possesses a Celestial Official System, giving him luck far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators. That's why Shi Ying has her eye on him; in that woman's eyes, he's a powerful tonic.

Similarly, the same applies to family members at other times.

Fortunately, most of his family members are probably dead by now.

Not only that.

They also took Liu Ding, that troublemaker, with them.

Even if no monsters appeared, he would have found an opportunity to completely eliminate Liu Ding in the future.

"Brother Song, you mustn't tell anyone else about this. I'm only telling you."

Zhao Hui rarely showed a serious expression.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't tell."

Song Li vowed, "Things are in chaos right now, we just need to focus on farming."

......

......

That's the good thing about farmhouses.

As the government office furthest from the county magistrate's residence, promotion was difficult, but the hustle and bustle of the city had no effect on it.

Compared to monsters.

The growth rate of wheat sprouts during spring planting is what agricultural workers are most concerned about.

"I should be able to grow at least 55 jin of spirit wheat this year."

Under the scorching sun.

Song Li held the hoe with one hand and wiped the sweat from his brow with his arm.

According to the usual practice of assessing farmhouses, for a minor official like Song Shi who had been in office for less than a year, the autumn harvest assessment would not exceed 25 catties at most, so this year he was able to have a full 30 catties of spirit wheat left over.

This number is enormous.

The chances of reaching the fifth level of Qi Gathering within the year are as high as 90%!

The future looks bright.

Song Li was naturally full of enthusiasm.

They had finished a day's work in the fields.

He carried his hoe toward the farmhouse, glancing habitually at the control panel.

Name: Song Li

[Realm: Ninth Grade (Juyuan Realm Third Level)]

[Exercise: Everlasting Spring Exercise]

[Spells: Sharp Metal Spell, Sweet Rain Spell, Flying Leaf Spell]

[Fortune: 59/100]

"We should be able to accumulate enough good fortune this year."

The Qi Gathering Stage 5, plus the opportunity for a celestial official to bestow blessings.

"Thank goodness there's a hook."

Song thought.

If he dared to do what Rong Anbo did, he could probably accumulate enough luck in just one month.

"No wonder some people are willing to engage in demonic cultivation."

"It is indeed fast."

of course.

Learning from Rong Anbo's experience, Song Li felt that a more prudent approach was better.

"Brother Song, I heard that Steward Zheng will be conducting the assessment in three days. How are your preparations going?"

Zhou Fu also happened to be getting off work and quickly caught up with Song Li.

"We should be able to try for a C grade."

Song Lidao.

Zhou Fu, however, did not believe it: "Brother Song is being modest. If you ask me, it is clearly a battle to secure a B grade and strive for an A grade. If I can get three A grades in a row, I can get a small merit. However, this time it is Chief Zheng who sets the questions, so it will definitely not be easy. I just hope that I can keep a C grade."

The thought of the surge in performance targets during the autumn harvest is unbearable.

Even now, Zhou Fu still harbors the trauma.