Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 165 A chance

Bai Yujing!
Climb up the Que Tower!
Quan Xiaotong was bending over his desk reviewing case files. To his right there was a pile of documents half a person's height that had to wait for his review and confirmation before they could be stored and archived.

These are all intelligence collected from the Supervisory Offices in various places, covering strange stories and events in the world of cultivators, major cases, important news from major provinces and sects, and so on.

First, they are specially sorted and classified by Dengque Tower, and finally reviewed by Quan Xiaotong. One can imagine how tedious Quan Xiaotong's work is in a day.

Over the past few years, he had thought about training someone to replace him so that he could get out of this situation. Unfortunately, this job was too demanding, and it was extremely difficult to find a suitable talent among the younger generation of the Supervisory Department in the building.

"I don't know what the situation is like in Huaizhou Prefecture. My heart is pounding when I see that little Han kid over there."

After a while, Quan Xiaotong finished flipping through another file and put it on his left hand. He looked up with a hint of tiredness. The group of people going to southern Xinjiang should be halfway there now.

The corpse refining lineage is ultimately a hidden danger. If it only targets the cultivator world, there is nothing to be afraid of, but its methods are cruel and indiscriminate. If it is allowed to revive, I am afraid that the world will be in chaos.

For this reason alone, the court cannot tolerate it.

At this time, a monk from Dengque Tower came in hurriedly, holding a messenger bird in his hand.

"Sir, there is a letter from Huaizhou Prefecture."

What you fear is bound to come true. Quan Xiaotong is not afraid of no news from Huaizhou Prefecture. What he fears most is that there will be news.

If there is news, it proves that something has happened.

He put down the file he was about to pick up, stood up suddenly and walked down, took the message bird and took out the letter inside, then handed the message bird to the monk and then opened the letter and began to read it.

His originally gloomy face suddenly changed, his eyes were full of shock, and then he looked at it again several times as if to confirm, and finally crumpled the paper into a ball and held it tightly.

"Damn it, I can't handle this!"

Fortunately, the letter did not contain news about an incident in Huaizhou Prefecture, but an urgent message from Sikong Du.

He did a good job this time, but Quan Xiaotong really wanted to beat him up.

The content of the letter was very simple. It just mentioned the elixir that Han Yu took out and described the positive and negative effects of the elixir.

Now he truly experienced the feeling of Zhao Yulin, that bastard, being helpless, even though he knew it was a trap.

But you have to step on it.

Juerer Pill, can hear all sounds within a hundred miles. This pill was made for the Supervisory Office.

Once the Supervisory Department has this ability, all those evil spirits will have nowhere to hide. Even if the Supervisory Department wants to track down a person, unless he is a hundred miles away in an instant, no one can escape from their grasp.

As for monitoring intelligence, it is even more terrifying...

Quan Xiaotong had actually made up his mind when he first read the letter.

I, the Supervisory Department, want this pill. Whoever tries to get it will have his claws chopped off.

But the only problem is who will take this pill.

The side effects are clearly written in it. This kind of ability given cannot be controlled normally and can only be accepted passively.

In other words, all sounds within a hundred miles will constantly appear in your ears, and the horror of it is chilling just thinking about it.

There is also deafness within a ten-meter range.

The effects are terrible, and the cost is equally terrible.

It is indeed Han Yu’s usual style.

Can't this bastard come up with a proper pill? Why does he have to torture people like this?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth. Even at his old age, he finally lost the ability to cultivate his energy and started cursing.

"Go, whoever dares to eat this pill in the Supervisory Office will be promoted three levels and can pick ten magic weapons in the building. If you don't want a magic weapon, you can pick one magic weapon. Hurry up, I will give you an answer in one hour."

What made him most angry was that Sikong Du also stated in the letter that the elixir was about to expire.

Fuck it, I'm almost dead, and the pills I didn't finish taking when I was young are still not expired, but yours are about to expire.

After receiving the letter, the monk was eager to try it out, because his master gave him too much. However, when he saw the contents of the letter, he ran away with the letter. Others did not know the power of the elixir, but this group of monks who had been engaged in intelligence gathering for a long time knew the power of Han Yu's elixir.

If it were a pill as powerful as the one Zhao Yulin's had, many people might grit their teeth and take it. After all, apart from the side effects, they would also gain strength.

However, the power of Juerdan is based on strategic significance, not personal significance. The sacrifice is too great and there is no improvement in cultivation.

It was said to take an hour, but the monk who ran with the letter came back in just half an hour and carefully returned the letter to Quan Xiaotong.

No one from the entire Supervisory Department dares to eat it?
Quan Xiaotong stared blankly at the empty hall except for the returning monk, and a surge of anger suddenly broke out.

It's ridiculous that there is not even one person who dares to eat in such a huge Dengque Tower.

"A bunch of cowards, not even as good as Zhao Yulin, so useless."

The monk was also feeling aggrieved. Your Excellency did not say this before. A few days ago, you even used Zhao Yulin’s behavior as a warning in the building, but today you went back on your words.

While Quan Xiaotong was still angry, an old voice suddenly came from behind.

As the words fell, an old figure gradually walked in, followed by a child of about eleven or twelve years old. He had red lips and white teeth, but a pair of unusually large protruding ears.

"Old Gao!"

When Quan Xiaotong saw the person coming, he was slightly surprised, but he quickly stood up and greeted him.

The man's name was Gao Feng, he was now over seventy years old and was the deputy master of Dengque Tower. He was now in a semi-retired state and rarely interfered in the affairs of the Supervisory Office.

When the Supervisory Office of Dengque Tower was first established, there was a lot of work to be done. This deputy owner devoted himself to the work and focused all his attention on the Supervisory Office, which resulted in excessive mental exhaustion. Now he is unable to handle affairs and has simply given up on them.

In fact, he had already thought about resigning as deputy OP, but had always been suppressed by Quan Xiaotong.

This man has been busy for most of his life, and now that the Supervisory Office is gradually getting better, Quan Xiaotong wants to keep the old man and take a few more looks at him.

It’s just that he is rarely seen here on weekdays, but he came here today.

"Lao Quan, I want my little grandson to join the Supervisory Department."

After Gao Feng came in, the old voice spoke.

With Gao Feng's authority, why would he come here in person if he wanted to get someone into the Supervisory Office? He can make the decision on such matters himself.

But getting a little kid into the Supervisory Office is something that has never happened before. Logically speaking, given Mr. Gao's character, he would never do such a thing.

While Quan Xiaotong was still confused, he couldn't help but glance at the little boy's protruding ears and suddenly remembered something.

The grandson of Mr. Gao was born deaf, so Yaoguang Tower had put a lot of effort into treating him, but they were helpless and eventually gave up.

"Mr. Gao, please don't mess around. You may not know about Han Yu's situation..."

Quan Xiaotong quickly stopped him, saying that this was no joke.

Gao Feng waved his hand to interrupt and sighed, "Although I don't take care of the affairs, I still worry about the things in the building. I know this kid named Han."

"Now that you understand, you should know that this elixir is no joke. Even the monks in our building don't dare to eat it. How can Gao Jue, who is so old, bear to eat it?"

Quan Xiaotong hurriedly persuaded.

Gao Feng's cloudy eyes glanced at Gao Jue who was standing silently beside him. A child of his age should be lively and noisy.

But this child has always been as calm as water, pitifully quiet.

"Gao Jue is now at the Divine Bridge Realm. He has liked reading Taoist and Buddhist scriptures since he was a child. His character should be able to withstand the side effects of the elixir."

As for the physical aspect, this was his only chance.

After saying that, Gao Feng patted the little boy on the shoulder, stretched out two fingers towards him and slightly bent and stretched them. The little boy immediately understood and knelt down quietly.

"Give the kid a chance!"

(End of this chapter)