The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The flames on Wutong Mountain were extinguished that very night.

The unrest in Qingzhou lasted for a little over a day and a half.

Under the leadership of Huo Lingyun and his Fierce Wolf Guard, large and small families faced unprecedented changes.

They trembled, terrified, and begged for mercy.

But under their iron hooves, anyone associated with the demon race was mercilessly slaughtered.

The fact that powerful families secretly colluded with the demon race and practiced demon race techniques also enraged the high-ranking officials of Shenzhou.

Since the resurgence of spiritual energy, countless people have rushed to the front lines to maintain the stability of China, sacrificing their lives and shedding their blood.

In the beginning, they did not understand the matter of cultivation, but they fought against demons with their mortal bodies, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

Even now, many people are still stationed on the borders of China, and they are dying and being injured every day.

But now, you pampered aristocratic families actually want to collude with the demon race?

Its heart is awkward!

Within Lingxiao, the higher-ups were furious, which made Lingjizi determined to sacrifice his foundation and use the Mountain and River Map to begin inspecting the Divine Land.

Of course, all of this was insignificant to Chen Xuan.

He continued his usual routine: morning exercise, bird walking, and returning to his old ways.

Oh right, it's because the old man in the park couldn't stand the loneliness and started begging him to play chess again.

"General!"

Chen Xuan moved the chess piece forward, and Xu Lao on the opposite side scratched his head and, after struggling for a long time, could only sigh and admit defeat with a bitter smile.

"Young Chen, your chess skills are amazing."

"So-so, just give me the money."

Chen Xuan smiled and spread his hands, saying that, based on his observation, this old man's identity was not simple and he would not feel guilty making money off him.

"Hey Chen, how's your job search going?"

Old Xu handed over the money with a hint of confidence in his expression, "If you're not happy with the job, I'll help you find one."

"No need, I want to rest for a while longer."

Chen Xuan waved his hand repeatedly, saying that these old men in the park were just too kind-hearted and always eager to find him jobs or arrange blind dates.

"Please don't find it offensive."

"To tell you the truth, before I retired, I was the mayor of Qingcheng City, the second-in-command."

"With your chess skills, you'd be more than qualified to be a chess teacher at the Cultural Palace."

Even as he spoke, Mr. Xu's expression remained quite spirited.

For ordinary people, the highest level of people they can come into contact with are university professors.

This kid would never guess that the person he plays chess with every day has a rather high status.

"Like this..."

Chen Xuan glanced at him and still praised him, "Judging from your demeanor, you're a good official, not bad at all."

After saying that, he stood up, dusted off his clothes, and turned to leave.

"that's all?"

"That's it?"

"Where is your shock? Where is your worship?"

Old Xu was bewildered. Why was this kid's reaction so calm?

I was secretly pleased with myself yesterday, but now that I've revealed my identity, this kid is sure to have a very interesting expression on his face.

Why is this kid's reaction completely different from what I expected?

To be honest, the reason he revealed his identity was not to show off. He is usually very low-key. He just thought this kid was pretty good and wanted to help him out.

"Chen Xuan, wouldn't you like to reconsider what I just said?"

Old Xu took a few steps forward, still wanting to dissuade him further.

But before he could take a few steps, the road conditions suddenly became strange. Both sides of the road were blocked off, and only a black sedan made in China was driving by.

A man stepped out of the car, dressed in the standard attire of a government official. He appeared to be about fifty years old, but his posture was upright and he exuded energy and vitality.

"Sir, I went to the courtyard but couldn't find you. So you really were here?"

An Changmin walked up to greet Chen Xuan, looking slightly awkward, as if he had been waiting there all along.

Upon seeing the person's appearance, Old Xu's mind went completely blank.

This...this isn't the governor of Qingzhou, my direct superior, the top leader of the entire Qingzhou?

He was once reprimanded by An Changmin for failing to handle matters properly when he went to provincial meetings in the past.

The Prefect of An actually came all the way to welcome young Chen?

hiss……

Who is this kid?

Chen Xuan frowned slightly as he looked at the group of respectful people. "What brings you here?"

An Changmin quickly explained, "Sir, I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a chance to make a special visit..."

Speak like a human.

Chen Xuan found these people's bureaucratic jargon somewhat troublesome.

An Changmin smiled sheepishly. "It's like this, the higher-ups at Lingxiao have asked me to pass on a message."

"No, he snatched it. This task originally belonged to Sister Li."

Inside the car, Lin Xiaoman, who was playing a game, took a moment to say something.

An Changmin: (︶︿︶)

It seems Lin Xiaoman doesn't have enough tasks yet; I'll go back and help her apply for more.

Chen Xuan: "There's no need to come to the park then."

"I think so too, but An Changmin said that if we don't do this, how can we show our respect for you?"

Lin Xiaoman took a moment to say something else.

An Changmin: "..."

The urge to kill someone is impossible to hide in one's eyes.

It seems she's not tired enough, and the workload isn't heavy enough. I'll increase her workload when we get back.

"Alright, don't disturb the old man here. If you have something to say, let's talk in the courtyard."

Chen Xuan waved his hand, then turned to look at Old Xu, "Old Xu, let's continue tomorrow. I'll give you a two-horse handicap."

Old Xu's expression was more distressed than if he were crying.

Why didn't this kid say he had such a powerful background earlier? He was showing off just now, and now he's really ruined his reputation and become a clown.

"Hmm? Mayor Xu is here too?"

Only then did An Changmin notice Old Xu and greet him.

Old Xu immediately bowed and said with a forced smile, "Prefect An, you're busy, so I'm just taking a stroll in the park out of boredom after retirement."

"Okay, let's chat when we're done with our work."

An Changmin nodded to him. He still had a deep impression of Old Xu. He was very capable, but his health was not good, so he retired early.

Before Old Xu could reply, his expression changed to one of utter disbelief, his eyes wide with shock.

An Changmin, the governor of a prefecture, actually opened the car door for Chen Xuan himself.

As a former employee of the system, he knew all too well what this meant, and the thought of it was terrifying.

This is no longer just about the background; it's about winning the heartfelt submission and genuine respect of a prefectural governor.

How did young Chen reach such a level?

"Never mind, I'm not used to sitting in this metal box."

Looking at the car, Chen Xuan shook his head, then took out his phone and scanned a shared bicycle on the spot.

"You all follow behind me."

After saying that, he put on his slippers and leisurely rode a shared bicycle back to the courtyard.

Mr. Xu: ‼ (•'╻'• )꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ

The old man's dentures almost fell out because his jaw was agape so much.

The expressions on An Changmin and the others' faces were also quite interesting, with wry smiles on their faces.

Who could have imagined, who would have dared to imagine, that the young people riding shared bikes through the streets and alleys just two days ago had crushed several half-step Golden Core cultivators to death?

Even the ferocious beast Guiche could hardly turn over under his single-handed suppression.

"I must be going crazy..."

"I actually recommended that kid Chen work at the Children's Palace?"

"Judging from Prefect An's attitude... I have a feeling he could step up at any moment and hand over the prefectural seat to Chen Xuan?"

As Mr. Xu watched the convoy slow down and cautiously follow behind the shared bicycles, he couldn't help but feel a surge of horror.