May I seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and live a long and prosperous life.

Another ten days or so passed, and Li Heng arrived at a city called Fengcheng, which was under the jurisdiction of Chongzhou in the Chu Kingdom.

Having learned his lesson from last time, he did not go to the local martial arts school to seek a master this time.

He believed that learning martial arts at a martial arts school was too dangerous. There was always the possibility of enemies coming to seek revenge. It wouldn't matter if the martial arts school was destroyed, but he was afraid that it would affect him personally, which would be too much of a loss.

Last time, if that scarred strongman had been a little more ruthless, he might not have been able to escape the martial arts school. This lesson served as a wake-up call for him, reminding him that places like martial arts schools and gangs are the most dangerous places.

In any case, he currently possesses the Tortoise Shell Technique, which theoretically allows him to cultivate to the sixth rank, meaning he won't need to risk acquiring new techniques for quite some time.

So be it if my cultivation is slower; at least it's safer, since I have unlimited lifespan anyway!

This time, I need to find a safer job to settle down in.

The next morning, as he wandered around Maple City gathering information, the city's officials posted a notice.

"Maple City Prison is recruiting five jailers. Room and board will be provided. Applicants must be between 18 and 40 years old, physically strong, or skilled in martial arts. Those who meet the requirements should apply quickly, as this is a rare opportunity!"

An official shouted loudly to the crowd gathered in front of the notice.

At this moment, Li Heng was also mingling in the crowd. When he saw the government recruiting prison guards, his eyes lit up, and he thought to himself:

"Greetings, jailer! The prison is arguably one of the safest places in a city. With the protection of the government, very few fools dare to cause trouble in the prison."

Moreover, it's a government job, which is much better than other professions. Although I'm only a ninth-rank early-stage martial artist, I'm at least a rank-level martial artist, so being a prison guard would be more than enough for me."

So he quickly squeezed through the crowd and shouted at the officials:

"Sir, I am 18 years old and in good health. My family has been practicing martial arts for three generations, and now that it has been passed down to my generation, I am also quite skilled in martial arts. I dare not say that I am very powerful, but at least I can handle four or five ordinary people without any problem."

The officer glanced at him from head to toe, and said with a hint of skepticism, "Bragging is useless. Let's see if you have real skills by showing them off."

Li Heng knew that words alone were not enough, so he demonstrated some real kung fu skills in public. The officials had nothing to say and nodded, saying, "Not bad. What's your name? Report to the prison tomorrow."

"Kid Li Heng, be sure to report on time tomorrow!"

The next day, early in the morning, Li Heng appeared at Fengcheng Prison on time. After explaining his purpose to the jailer at the gate, he entered the prison smoothly.

Then, the jailer appeared, led Li Heng through the onboarding procedures, and assigned him to cell number five, where he was responsible for guarding that area of ​​cells.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

A year has passed.

During this year, Li Heng, relying on the high emotional intelligence he had accumulated from his two lifetimes, made full use of his social skills and got along well with everyone in the prison, becoming close friends with the jailers and the prison warden.

As a result, he gained the appreciation of the prison warden and was promoted to a minor leader in the prison, in charge of managing cells one through five, with five prison guards under his command.

His martial arts skills also successfully advanced to the mid-stage of the ninth rank.

Therefore, Li Heng's hardship has finally come to an end, and his life is becoming more and more hopeful.

When he had some extra money, he could go to brothels with a few colleagues to listen to music, but to this day, Li Heng is still a novice and has not yet truly experienced the pleasures of the flesh.

One day, the jailer suddenly and solemnly gave Li Heng and several other minor leaders a heads-up.

"In the past few days, the Six Doors destroyed a branch of the Blood Lotus Sect in Maple City and successfully captured a group of demonic Blood Lotus Sect members. These demonic members will be temporarily imprisoned in our prison. Therefore, starting today, we need to send more people to guard them."

No one is allowed to take leave or leave their posts without authorization, in order to prevent an attack by the Blood Lotus Cult. Of course, the leaders of the Six Doors will be secretly overseeing the situation. You don't need to deal with the Blood Lotus Cult experts; your job is simply to keep an eye on these demons.

Blood Lotus Cult?

Li Heng was filled with hatred. He had almost been ruined by the Blood Lotus Sect. If it weren't for the Longevity Scroll that granted him immortality, he would have already died from the Blood Lotus Curse!

The next morning, the area around the prison was completely taken over by the Six Doors.

Just as the jailer had said, a group of Blood Lotus Sect members were escorted to the prison by the Six Doors.

The last person escorted in was an elderly man with white hair, his head bowed and his eyes lifeless.

However, Li Heng had a feeling that he had seen it before.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man was being escorted past Li Heng. Upon seeing Li Heng's appearance, his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.

"Li...Li Heng? You are Li Heng? I am Wang Qingshu, we are from the same hometown! Save me, save me, I don't want to die!" the old man shouted.

"Shut up, do you have a death wish?"

The Six Doors experts escorting him shouted angrily, and then began kicking and beating him mercilessly.

Wang Qingshu?

Li Heng was also very shocked. This white-haired old man was actually Wang Qingshu.

It's only been a few years! How did Wang Qingshu turn into such a grotesque figure?

Li Heng watched coldly as Wang Qingshu was taken to prison.

He certainly wouldn't rescue Wang Qingshu, and he didn't have the ability to do so either. Wang Qingshu was a prisoner personally escorted by the Six Doors. How could a nobody like him, who wasn't even a jailer, possibly save him?

Moreover, he couldn't be happier to see Wang Qingshu fall into trouble.

This guy usually bullies men and women and does all sorts of evil. He has been a member of the Blood Lotus Sect for many years and has not died from the Blood Lotus Curse. This shows that he must have many lives on his hands. He deserves to die!

At this moment, the jailer came over and questioned Li Heng, asking him what his relationship was with this Blood Lotus Cult sorcerer and why he recognized him.

Li Heng did not hide anything and told the prison warden the whole story.

"So, this sorcerer is from your hometown, and you're even enemies. That puts my mind at ease. I heard from the officials of the Six Doors that your fellow townsman is a third-rank expert. The Six Doors had to send several third-rank experts to capture him with great difficulty, which shows that your fellow townsman is quite powerful!"

The jailer patted him on the shoulder meaningfully, then left.

At this moment, Li Heng was also startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

He understood the deeper meaning in the jailer's words: if he had any shady dealings with Wang Qingshu, he might also be treated as a demon of the Blood Lotus Cult.

That night, due to a shortage of manpower, he was also transferred by the jailer to guard the Blood Lotus Cult members.

After midnight, Li Heng arrived outside the cell where Wang Qingshu was being held. The jailer in charge of guarding him was very familiar with Li Heng, so when Li Heng said he wanted to catch up with his fellow villager, the jailer tactfully left the cell, giving them space to talk.

After the jailer left, Li Heng coldly looked at Wang Qingshu, who now resembled a stray dog, and said:

"Wang Qingshu, do you know that you are about to face a terrible fate! Tomorrow, you will be taken to trial, and for the crimes you have committed, beheading will be too lenient for you!"