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

"My name is Yuan Muzhi, some of you here may know me."

"It's okay if you don't know."

"From now on, I will be your squad leader."

Yuan Muzhi said.

His words were filled with an unquestionable authority.

Song Li sized up his temporary superior.

He had heard of Yuan Muzhi from the Lifang department.

If we were to find two de facto deputy heads from the nine offices who were sure to become the heads, Zhang Kun and Yuan Muzhi would definitely be at the top of the list.

Both of them were only in their early forties, yet they had already reached the ninth level of Qi Gathering.

It was even rumored in the county government that in thirty years, one of the two candidates would become the county magistrate of Shannan County.

However, compared to Zhang Kun, Yuan Muzhi was less domineering and more composed.

Who can blame Lord Yuan for having such a privileged background?

The four families of Shannan: Yuan, Li, Huo, and Zhu.

Yuan ranked first.

Because he had a strong backing, even if he made a slight mistake, he had the support of the clan elders behind him. Although Yuan Mu's life was not always smooth sailing, he rarely fell into difficulties.

This is how one cultivates a composed demeanor.

Zhang Kun, on the other hand, was not so lucky. Born into a poor family, even with his high talent, he was destined to be more willing to work hard to climb higher.

The squad leaders in the demon-slaying team all started as deputy leaders, but not all deputy leaders can become squad leaders.

There were even two former deputy commanders in the room of the third squad at this time.

To become the leader of a demon-slaying team, one must be an outstanding individual.

"Greetings, Lord Yuan."

The other eight people in the room all stood up and bowed in unison.

Upon seeing this.

Yuan Muzhi then casually waved his hand: "From now on, we'll be brothers fighting side by side. Calling me 'sir' is too formal. Just call me 'captain'."

The oppressive aura vanished instantly, leaving one feeling as if bathed in a gentle breeze.

In just ten breaths, he managed to combine kindness and severity.

"Good tactic."

Song Li secretly praised him.

To believe that powerful families breed纨绔 (spoiled brats) is shortsighted.

In fact, these scions of prominent families, having been raised with such influences, are all quite adept at interpersonal skills.

Just look at Zhu Ran standing to the side; she's already tense, afraid of angering the squad leader.

Yuan Muzhi then smiled and said, "You were all personally selected by the county magistrate. You are the future hope of our Shannan County government. You must work hard and not let Magistrate Sun down."

"alright."

"Now let's get down to business. Our third team is responsible for the area east of Shannan County. Searching the mountains is a tough job. Anyone who doesn't want to can leave now."

Song Li suddenly realized.

No wonder the demon-slaying team has a particular fondness for young officials.

For those elderly people in the county government, they had long known their limits and understood that doing more would be futile.

Therefore, the elderly people who joined the demon-slaying team were just going through the motions without putting in any real effort, and were not as useful as the young officials. Moreover, the demon-slaying team mainly focused on searching, and if they really discovered a monster's lair, the head of the Nine Houses would naturally take action.

This is probably why Zhu Ran joined the demon-slaying team.

"Did everyone hear me clearly?"

Yuan Muzhi raised his voice and scanned the crowd.

Seeing that no one spoke, he continued, "Very well, then let each of you rest for a day, and we will search the mountain tomorrow."

After speaking, Yuan Muzhi stood up and walked out of the hall.

Several older men followed suit and got up one after another, none of them intending to stay any longer.

soon.

Only a few young people remained in the lobby.

"Brother Song, you displayed your prowess during the county examination that day. Your future is limitless, and we can only envy you."

"A young man from a talisman room was speaking."

Song Li chuckled and modestly replied, "It was just a fluke."

He glanced at it.

There are five people in total.

The longest anyone had served in the government office was no more than ten years. This was a time when their future was uncertain and it was the best time to strive. Some of them stayed behind with the intention of making friends.

"I am Liang Siyuan from Fu Fang. From now on, we are brothers in the same trench."

Liang Siyuan is a very outgoing person.

The others had not yet spoken.

He had already said quite a lot all at once.

Fan Zhenshu chuckled and said, "Brother Liang is right. Although we were able to join the demon-slaying team to make a name for ourselves thanks to the county magistrate's favor, the demon race is treacherous and dangerous. We can only achieve something if we are of one mind; otherwise, we will just lose our lives in vain."

"I think it's necessary for us to get to know each other."

"Let me start by throwing out an idea."

"I possess a superior spiritual root, at the seventh level of Qi Gathering. I cultivate the Fire God Technique, which allows me to summon the Yin Fire God to possess me."

He was possessed by the God of Fire.

Song Li's heart stirred slightly.

The Lifang branch is a very special lineage among the nine branches.

Although the cultivators of this lineage do not cultivate combat techniques like martial arts cultivators and criminal cultivators, their combat strength is in no way inferior to those two lineages.

Even ten years ago, the ceremonial office was the most powerful office in the county government.

This was because of the ritual and divine invocation practices cultivated by the ritual house.

It can borrow the power of the Yin spirit, making it incredibly mysterious.

Perhaps because Yuan Muzhi himself came from the Department of Rites, the third team had the largest number of cultivators from the Department of Rites.

As soon as Fan Zhenshu finished speaking, Liang Siyuan continued, "I possess a superior spiritual root, am at the sixth level of Qi Gathering, and have mastered the Eight Gates Talismans."

Upon hearing Liang Siyuan's words...

The others looked surprised.

Liang Siyuan may seem unreliable, but at such a young age he has mastered the Eight Gates of Talismans, making him a true genius.

Moreover, just like array cultivators, talisman cultivators can become extremely powerful if they are well-prepared.

Then.

Song Li and Zhu Ran also introduced themselves.

When the group heard that Song Li only had a mid-grade spiritual root, they were all somewhat surprised.

A mid-grade spiritual root is naturally not bad under normal circumstances.

Those who can join the Demon Slaying Team are all selected individuals. Poor aptitude means slower progress in strength, so most members of the Demon Slaying Team have superior spiritual roots.

Song Li's mid-grade spiritual root was common in the Nine Chambers, but he became an anomaly in the Demon Slaying Team.

None of them were naive or ignorant of the ways of the world.

He would not ridicule Song Li simply because Song Li had a mid-grade spiritual root.

The strength that Song Li has shown so far is enough to earn their respect.

At last.

All four of them turned their attention to the young man next to Fan Zhenshu.

Although the young man went to the farmhouse with Fan Zhenshu, Song Li did not hear him say a word the whole time and did not know his background.

The young man spoke calmly:

"The ceremony room, the Han Pavilion, and the eightfold gathering of Qi."

These words were spoken.

Song Li, Zhu Ran, and Liang Siyuan all showed expressions of shock.

This young man looked to be under thirty, yet he possessed a terrifying cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Gathering.

"The Ministry of Rites is truly a place where hidden talents abound."

Zhu Ran couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Fan Zhenshu knew his colleague's temperament well, so he had no choice but to speak up: "Gentlemen, Brother Han is not fond of talking because of his special spiritual root and the cultivation method he practices. It is not that he deliberately wants to distance himself from you."

"Special spiritual root?"

Liang Siyuan blinked.

Keywords were captured.

Fan Zhenshu nodded slightly and said with a smile:

"Brother Han possesses an extremely rare ice spirit root."