Start with the hidden role of the Great Emperor of Fengdu, and immediately unleash 100,000 Yin Soldi

Zhou Zihao's smile gradually froze, as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water.

His mouth remained open, but he could no longer make a sound.

Ye Lingshan turned around abruptly, her pupils contracting sharply as she stared intently at the name on the stone tablet.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Not far away, Pei Hu was still holding a freshly refilled porcelain teacup when he suddenly clenched his fist.

click.

He was completely unaware as shards of porcelain and tea dripped through his fingers.

The job change plaza, which housed over two thousand people, fell into a deathly silence at that moment.

......

In the copy.

As the golden beam of light from the successful completion of the mission still lingered in the sky, a cold notification sound rang in Chu Jiang's ears.

[Warning: The host has not yet built the Gate of Hell. The storage limit for Yin Soldiers is 100, and the storage limit for Yin Generals is 1.]

[Current number of Yin Soldiers: 1036, exceeding the limit. The excess will be forcibly converted into white soul points in ten seconds.]

Chu Jiang's brow twitched.

Before I could think it through, the number of ghost soldiers on the panel began to drop rapidly.

1036, 800, 500, 200 — finally settling at 100.

[936 Tier 1 Yin Soldiers have been converted into 936 White Soul Points.]

[Current Soul Points: White x 936]

More than nine hundred ghost soldiers vanished just like that.

Chu Jiang took a deep breath, without dwelling on it. The Yin soldiers could be obtained again; understanding the rules was the most important thing.

He brought up the panel, and a purple-gold architectural blueprint he had never seen before automatically unfolded.

The four characters at the top are "Fengdu Underworld".

The blueprint shows the silhouettes of buildings arranged in a row, from left to right: the Gate of Hell, the Road to the Underworld, the River of Oblivion, the Bridge of Helplessness, the Terrace of Longing for Home, the Hall of the Underworld... Further on, several more buildings are shrouded in black mist, their names obscured.

Each building has a functional description labeled below it.

[Gates of Hell (Tier 1): Increases the maximum number of Yin Soldiers to 500. Yin Soldiers can recover their status upon entering the Gates of Hell. Construction Cost: 1000 White Soul Points]

[Road to the Underworld (Tier 1): Construction Cost: 3000 White Soul Points. Prerequisite: Tier 6 Gates of Hell]

[Hall of Senluo (Tier 1): Unlocks the Yin Marshal Conversion function, allowing souls of Legendary Rank or higher to be converted into Yin Marshal-level beings. Construction Cost: 100 Gold Soul Points. Prerequisite: Tier 6 Yellow Springs Road]

Chu Jiang's gaze lingered on the Hall of Senluo.

The words Bai Wuchang said as he left echoed in my ears, "Once the Senluo Palace is opened, we can stay there permanently."

It turned out to be the case.

Without the Senluo Palace, beings like the Black and White Impermanence, who are at the level of Yin Generals, cannot be transformed or preserved; at most, they can only be transformed into Ghost Generals.

The prerequisite for the Hall of the Underworld is the Road to the Underworld, and the prerequisite for the Road to the Underworld is the Gate of Hell.

We have to go through it step by step.

Each building in Fengdu Underworld has a unique effect.

The most pressing issue right now is the danger of dying.

Of the 1,000 white soul points, he only had 936.

Sixty-four points short.

Chu Jiang glanced at the cleared forest in the instance space. Monster corpses were everywhere, but their souls had long been harvested, so it was impossible for new ones to spawn.

"I can only go out and look for opportunities again."

Chu Jiang put away the panel.

One hundred ghostly soldiers transformed into dark blue specks of light and sank into the shadows beneath his feet. The ghost general Xiong Po also shrank into a ball of silver light and disappeared into the depths of the shadows.

They can be summoned at any time and obey orders at any time.

Chu Jiang took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the white light at the dungeon exit.

……

Awakening Square at Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

When Chu Jiang walked out of the dungeon entrance, the entire place erupted in uproar.

The golden light on the three-meter-high monitoring stone tablet has long since dissipated, but the record of "Abyss Difficulty, Solo Clear, 32 minutes and 17 seconds" is still clearly displayed on it.

Chu Jiang glanced around, then walked straight toward the school gate without stopping.

Behind him, murmurs buzzed around like flies.

"He actually made it out alive? Does that mean the record is true?"

"Making it out alive is one thing, but whether the record of success is real is another..."

"Didn't you see? The stone tablet is shining with golden light! How could it be fake?"

Hearing the surrounding chatter, Zhou Zihao's face darkened, and then he spoke up loudly.

"I'm telling you guys, wake up."

Zhou Zihao leaned against a stone pillar with his arms crossed, a confident smile on his face. "An F-rank Soul Guide, soloing an Abyss dungeon? What does he use? Chanting sutras to exorcise monsters?"

The henchmen immediately joined in the laughter.

Zhou Zihao lowered his voice, but deliberately made sure everyone around could hear him: "My second uncle used to work in the military's monitoring department. These kinds of stone tablets sometimes have data errors. Last year, there was a case at the No. 3 Middle School next door. A D-rank warrior's completion score was raised to S-rank. It was later found out that it was a bug caused by spiritual energy fluctuation interference."

"You all saw the blood moon phenomenon today, right? With such a large fluctuation of spiritual energy, it's perfectly normal for the data on the stone tablet to be wrong."

This statement sounds very plausible.

Many people around them began to nod in agreement.

"That seems to make some sense..."

"Indeed, the spiritual energy fluctuations are very strong during a blood moon."

"An F-rank is an F-rank; no matter how good the stats look, they can't change the job rank."

The crowd's gaze shifted from shock to suspicion, and then to disdain.

That's how rumors work: the first person to spread a rumor only needs a mouth, and those who follow only need an excuse.

Chu Jiang walked past Zhou Zihao.

I didn't look at him.

They didn't stop.

Like passing by a dead tree stump.

Zhou Zihao's face flushed instantly. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a steady voice behind him.

That's enough.

Principal Fang Chongde walked from the direction of the podium, followed by military representative Pei Hu.

Fang Chongde walked to the stone tablet and pressed his right hand on the spiritual energy circuit detection port at the bottom.

Pale golden light patterns spread from his fingertips, sweeping across the entire stone tablet.

Three seconds later, he withdrew his hand, his expression shifting uncertainly.

The spiritual energy loop is normal, the data link is normal, and there are no fault records.

This means everything is normal, and the final display result is also correct.

But the result was just too outrageous.

Pei Hu stood to the side, his gaze deep, and remained silent.

Fang Chongde turned around and raised his hand to silence the noise in the square.

Whether the stone tablet is malfunctioning is currently inconclusive.

He paused, glancing in the direction of Chu Jiang.

"To ensure fairness and to verify the authenticity of the pass results, the school has decided to hold a practical assessment for new graduates transitioning to new jobs in three days."

His gaze fell on Chu Jiang: "Chu Jiang, you will need to demonstrate your combat capabilities in front of the entire school and the military."

This is the best way to deal with the current situation.

The square erupted in a flurry of discussion.

"An assessment? Wouldn't that expose Chu Jiang on the spot?"

"To hold F-rank Soul Guides through practical combat assessments? Isn't that public execution?"

"They'll definitely be exposed in three days, tsk tsk."

Ye Lingshan stood at the back of the crowd, her gaze sweeping over Chu Jiang's slender back.

She looked away. Even the school had doubts about the outcome, which made her even more certain that her decision to annul the engagement was the right one.

When faced with the principal's request, Chu Jiang only uttered one word.

"it is good."

Then he left the job change plaza without looking back.

……

An old residential area in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Chu Jiang lived on the top floor of a six-story old building. Two lights in the stairwell were broken, the paint was peeling off the walls, and some of the stairs were shaky.

He pushed open the door, and a faint smell of Chinese medicine wafted out.

The living room wasn't big, but it was very clean.

Several brown medicine bottles were placed on a small table in the corner, and clean clothes were folded next to them.

A soft cough came from the inner room.

Chu Jiang changed into slippers and went inside.

On the bed by the window, a gaunt middle-aged woman leaned against the pillow, holding a half-sewn coat in her hand.

Her hair was so white it didn't look like someone her age, and her face was pale, but her eyes were bright.

Seeing Chu Jiang enter, Jiang Yingxue smiled and placed her coat on her lap.

"You're back? How was today's awakening ceremony?"

"It went quite smoothly." Chu Jiang walked over, picked up the cold medicine bowl on the table, touched its temperature, and put it back into the pot to heat it up.

Jiang Yingxue watched his retreating figure without asking any further questions.

She knows this child too well.

When he said "it went smoothly" without any excitement on his face, it meant he had encountered trouble, but he didn't want her to worry.

"Mom, did you take your medicine today?"

"I've had it, I've had it three times a day without fail."

Chu Jiang brought over the heated medicine, watched her drink it, and then sat down on the chair by the bed.

Jiang Yingxue coughed twice, her voice weaker than last week.

Chu Jiang opened the window a crack to let in some fresh air; outside, the setting sun had turned half the sky orange-red.

There was a knock on the door.

It was Dr. Zhang from next door. This retired military doctor had been treating Jiang Yingxue for free, making him one of the few people in Chujiang who owed him a favor.

Dr. Zhang came in, took the patient's pulse, and then looked through the previous medical records. His expression became serious.

He called Chu Jiang into the living room and lowered his voice.

"Xiao Chu, your mother's condition can't be delayed any longer. The spiritual poison left over from the battlefield last year has spread deep into her meridians. Ordinary medicine can only delay the damage, not cure it."

Chu Jiang stood there without saying a word.

Dr. Zhang sighed and took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over.

"I searched through the military's pharmacopoeia, and there is only one medicinal herb that can completely eliminate this spiritual poison: Grade B Blood Jade Lingzhi."

"This item only drops in the 'Crimson Flame Cavern' dungeon, which is ranked B or higher, and the drop rate is extremely low."

Chu Jiang took the paper, which contained detailed information about the Blood Jade Ganoderma, including its appearance, medicinal effects, production details, and market reference price.

One plant, 800,000 federal dollars.

Eight hundred thousand.

Chu Jiang's monthly orphan allowance is 1,200 yuan.

Looking at Chu Jiang's expression, Dr. Zhang remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "If you can't buy it, you can farm it in the dungeons yourself, but the entry requirement for B-rank dungeons is at least a C-rank Awakened, Lv.20 or higher..."

"I understand." Chu Jiang folded the paper and put it in his pocket. "Uncle Zhang, thank you."

Dr. Zhang patted him on the shoulder, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

Chu Jiang closed the door and stood there.

The living room smelled strongly of medicine, and from the inner room came the sound of her mother's suppressed cough, which she was trying to keep from Chu Jiang.

Chu Jiang looked down at his palm.

Are you a C-rank Awakened One, level 20 or above?

With your own strength, as long as you accumulate enough Yin soldiers, you can farm Blood Jade Lingzhi once you reach level 10.

The Gates of Hell must be built quickly!

Leaving the city tonight!