Ascension to the Gods

Chapter 1 Divine Light
"Master, please come in!"

The client is a man in his thirties.

When he saw Jiang Jian, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Master, if you can get rid of this evil ghost, I will increase the reward to 80 Alliance Coins!"

Behind me came the sound of the elevator closing.

Jiang Jian walked into the entrance hall, said without comment, "Take me there."

The man knew his commission wasn't high, so he said with a smile, "Something happened at home, and I'm a bit tight on money for now. I hope Master will understand."

Jiang Jian walked through the corridor, scanning the rooms along the way, and said, "Since you want to save money, why don't you go to the city government, which is nearby, instead of issuing a commission on the black market?"

The man smiled bitterly, "You know, although the city government doesn't charge any fees, they usually use purifiers to get rid of ghosts. If that happens, I can't keep this house anymore."

The sunken divine technologies are all things that have been eliminated by the divine illumination area.

The radiation from the purifier will take a long time to dissipate.

There are many consequences.

Once you seek help from the city government.

This expensive large flat cannot be lived in for at least half a year.

Jiang Jian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Master, this evil ghost's range of activity is in the cloakroom and the third bedroom."

The man stopped and pointed at the closed wooden door with a look of fear on his face. "It's here."

Jiang Jian stared at the wooden door, frowning slightly.

This kind of ghost is very common and is mostly evolved from the complicated human hearts.

They are born temporarily, are weak, and find it difficult to leave their range of activity.

Spreading fear is their main tactic.

The wooden door suddenly shook!
The man hid behind Jiang Jian in fear, his voice trembling: "Master, should we make some preparations?"

"Need not."

Jiang Jian shook his head and reached towards his waist.

Until it touched the hilt of the sword.

The wooden sword is three feet long and extremely light.

The hilt of the sword was wet from the rain and felt cold to the touch.

"Master, be careful, this ghost has killed people..."

The man's voice had not yet fallen.

Jiang Jian had already pushed open the door of the cloakroom and walked into the room.

Bang!

The door behind him slammed shut.

Jiang Jian held the wooden sword and looked around the room.

It's very spacious here.

More than ten cabinet doors were opened, revealing expensive and luxurious clothes.

There were dozens of coats of every season hanging, and many plush pajamas of different styles.

All kinds of skirts and countless kinds of socks.

A wide variety of small leather shoes and high heels.

This is a dressing room for young women.

He is under 20 years old and about 1 meters tall.

She has a slender figure and her hair reaches her waist.

Jiang Jian is not a tailor, so of course he can't see these things.

The reason why I know these details.

Because the owner of the cloakroom was standing at the bedroom door.

She was pale, with black hair cascading down like a waterfall. She wore snow-white calf socks under her pink skirt, and her brown leather shoes made a clicking sound as she stepped on the floor.

No matter how you look at it, she is a young girl who has just recovered from a serious illness.

Only those eyes revealed a dead silence.

She was walking towards Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian looked at her coldly, clenching the wooden sword in his hand.

"My name is Miaomiao."

The girl whispered, "The man outside is my father. He was instigated by my stepmother and killed me with his own hands."

Jiang Jian was silent.

"The day before yesterday, I killed my stepmother to vent my anger."

Miaomiao walked up to Jiang Jian and raised her little face, "I won't hurt strangers, go away."

Hear this.

Jiang Jian raised his eyes and looked behind the girl.

Through the open door of the bedroom, a female corpse with a tragic death was lying on the ground.

Her eyes were wide open and her expression was ferocious.

He held a stack of property documents tightly in his hand and refused to let go until his death.

"You can actually kill people."

Jiang Jian withdrew his gaze, looked at the girl in front of him calmly, and said the first sentence.

According to common sense, this kind of ghost is extremely weak and can spread fear, but it has no ability to harm people.

Miaomiao looked downcast and said, "I couldn't do it originally."

She took out half of an old photo frame and said, "That woman is only after money. I don't have the ability to harm her."

"But when she went into the house and searched, she tore up her mother's photo."

"I was stimulated and my resentment surged."

“That’s how you get the ability to kill.”

She gripped the frame tightly.

The wood splinters at the broken part were extremely sharp and pierced my fingers.

The girl's fingertips were white and crystal clear, with bright red blood beads oozing out.

It is extremely pitiful.

But no matter how realistic the ghost's transformation is.

It is also false.

Jiang Jian smiled and turned a deaf ear to her words.

He spoke the second sentence without thinking.

"It's not in vain."

Miaomiao looked puzzled and didn't have time to speak.

laugh!
Blood splatters!

The wooden sword pierced through the girl's delicate flesh and stabbed deep into her heart!

Jiang Jian looked indifferent, and he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and with blood and flesh swirling, he pulled out the wooden sword!
The girl looked at Jiang Jian blankly.

There was still a lingering look of shock and disbelief on his face.

Her body was shaking wildly, becoming fainter and fainter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just a few seconds.

The girl disintegrated into ashes and was completely sucked into the wooden sword.

Jiang Jian stood there holding a sword, and his tense mind relaxed.

"This ghost has a lot of resentment, which can fill up a lot of wooden sword storage."

"Don't worry too much for now."

Jiang Jian took a breath.

I am sick.

This is something Jiang Jian has known clearly since he could remember.

This disease is very strange.

Regardless of place or time.

Once the disease occurs, the patient will lose consciousness immediately.

The body is completely controlled by instinct.

It can be as short as a few minutes or as long as a few hours.

If left unchecked, it will eventually get worse.

Self-consciousness will sink until it becomes a walking corpse.

"I remember the last time I got sick, I almost hacked Jiang Zhao to death..."

Jiang Jian gently stroked the wooden sword.

At some point, the sword became icy cold.

A cool breath filled the air, spreading along his fingers to his limbs and bones. It instantly made Jiang Jian's mind clear and calm, and his thoughts became clear.

"Every time I get sick, it's for me."

“It’s like experiencing death.”

Jiang Jian stood there, his heart trembling at the thought of the horror of losing consciousness.

"I don't want to experience that feeling again."

"Never."

Jiang Jian closed his eyes and then slowly opened them.

His eyes have returned to calmness.

He pushed open the cloakroom door and walked out.

"Grandmaster!"

Seeing Jiang Jian come out so quickly, the man couldn't help but exclaim.

He looked at Jiang Jian who came out with a sword in hand, his expression mixed with joy, worry and horror.

Jiang Jian glanced at him and said, "The evil ghost has been killed. The commission is completed."

The man walked to the door, tilted his head, and looked cautiously into the cloakroom.

Noticing the terrifying aura dissipate, he revealed an expression of uncontrollable surprise: "As expected of a master with zero negative reviews! His magical powers are truly immense, truly awe-inspiring!"

Jiang Jian turned a deaf ear to his flattery and walked straight to the entrance: "80 Alliance Coins, transfer it to my citizen account."

beep.

Press the button and the elevator opens.

Jiang Jian walked up.

The man walked quickly to the entrance and stared at Jiang Jian in the elevator.

He opened his mouth but stopped talking.

Before the elevator door closed, the man hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll pay an extra 50 Alliance Coins, for a total of 130 Alliance Coins. I hope the master can keep it a secret."

Jiang Jian said nothing and let the elevator door close and sink quickly.

There is only one purpose for accepting a commission.

It is to increase the storage of wooden swords.

Other things have nothing to do with me.

The rain has stopped and the clouds have dispersed.

The sunlight struggled to squeeze through the cracks in the steel, compassionate and dazzling.

Jiang Jian took off his loose black robe, wrapped it around the wooden sword, and skillfully tied it next to his schoolbag.

The school emblem of Guangling No. 1 Middle School shines brightly on the boutonniere pocket of the school uniform.

"This should be one of the few places in the shaded area where sunlight can be seen."

Jiang Jian raised his face, squinted his eyes, and was very greedy for the warmth of the stars.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, the light of the gods permeates the sun and illuminates all things.

Long-term sunbathing can not only increase life expectancy, but also improve physical fitness.

Sunlight, for residents of the shadow zone, is a well-deserved luxury.

A few seconds later.

Jiang Jian opened his eyes and his gaze moved to the divine illumination area.

In the Shenzhao District, there is a magnificent city suspended in the sky, with shuttles flying around and auroras surging.

Most of the sunlight in Guangling City is blocked by it.

The huge shadow it cast was where Jiang Jian was standing.

shaded area.

Jiang Jian lowered his eyelids, expressionless, and reached out to press the ID device.

A mechanical sound rang out.

"The taxi service has been activated and is expected to arrive in 1 minute."

Tens of seconds later.

An old-fashioned hover car crossed the road and stopped in front of Jiang Jian.

"Get in the car quickly!"

The electricity roared, and the glass lowered, revealing an impatient face.

Jiang Jian jumped onto the deck and said, "Seventh District will be raised by the public."

The driver was stunned and looked at Jiang Jian carefully, his eyes lingering on the school uniform for a moment.

Only those who come out of the public care center can be allocated houses in the public care area.

"A child from a public foster care center was actually able to get into Guangling No. 1 Middle School..."

The driver's expression softened and he said, "Hurry up and get in the car."

Jiang Jian lowered his head and got into the car, and the light suddenly dimmed.

The cabin was small and cramped, and it emitted an unpleasant stale fishy smell.

Jiang Jian held his schoolbag, stretched out his hand, and swiped across the dirty payment panel.

"Deduction successful: 1 Alliance Coin."

"Your balance: 71 Alliance Coins."

The watch-shaped ID device flashed with a faint light, transmitting the latest payment information.

Identity device, bound to citizen number, mandatory and free.

It is also the only high-end technology that ordinary people can access.

Jiang Jian casually swiped the payment information away and looked somewhere else.

That was a highlighted memo.

"March 3227, 3, Guangling City, God-given test."

"The remaining time is 15 days."

Jiang Jian was a little dazed.

"Only fifteen days left..."

Outside the car window, light and shadows are mottled, alternating between bright and dark.

Under the huge shadow that covered the sky, the hover car looked like a speck of dust, inconspicuous and inconspicuous.

Guangling City, Chencang County, and seven public maintenance districts.

The hovercraft vibrated violently.

Jiang Jian suddenly woke up, his face as pale as paper.

The driver's voice came: "Prepare to get off!"

Jiang Jian looked dazed, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and his whole body was covered in sweat.

“It’s only a little over ten minutes away.”

"I actually got sick."

A few seconds later.

He came back to his senses, his eyes gloomy.

"The resentment in the wooden sword has not yet been completely transformed."

Jiang Jian has not received any divine gift and cannot practice cultivation.

All you can do is wait for the wooden sword to absorb the resentment on its own.

He looked out the window.

Above the sky of Chencang County, a bright halo hangs high, dispelling the darkness above.

So that there is only daylight here.

But everyone knew that it was not a star.

But it is a light wheel without temperature.

The hovercraft landed in Public Maintenance Area 7, and the side door slammed open.

Jiang Jian took his schoolbag and jumped off the deck.

He staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Every time I get sick, it feels like my bone marrow is being drained."

Jiang Jian looked gloomy as he walked into the community, but he felt relieved in his heart.

The cool breath of the wooden sword has almost dried up.

This time, the resentment replenished can fill at least 30% of the storage.

Jiang Jian walked to the glass door of the unit, raised his eyes and looked at his reflection.

The boy in the mirror is very handsome.

But his face was pale and sickly, and he looked weak and haggard.

"See you Jiang!"

The door to the unit was suddenly pushed open, and the person inside looked panicked. "Aren't you at school preparing for the exam? Why did you return to Chencang without telling me?"

(End of this chapter)