I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

To become one of the Five Ghost Emperors, one must undoubtedly embark on a long and arduous journey.

Zhong Jiu waited a full seven hundred years to advance from an ordinary Yin God to King Qin Guang. If he wants to advance again this time, it will definitely take no less than seven hundred years.

There are still three conditions for advancing to the Five Directions Ghost Emperor.

Firstly, perfecting the Yin-Yang system between the Yin and Yang realms—this requires a great deal of time and relies entirely on the incense offerings from the living beings of the Yang realm.

Secondly, he achieved a breakthrough in his own cultivation, advancing from the peak of the God Venerable realm to the peak of the God Emperor realm. This is a leap across a major realm, and even though Zhong Jiu cultivated a peerless technique like the Yin Fu Jing, it would still require a considerable amount of time to refine.

Thirdly, it protects both the Yin and Yang realms and maintains the order of heaven and earth.

This third condition is the most ambiguous and also the most troublesome for Chung Kau: to protect both realms and maintain order?

Isn't that what he's doing right now?

Just like when he was put in charge of reincarnation, he waited a full seven hundred years until the last living being completed reincarnation before he barely met the standard.

He couldn't see any clues about this third condition yet, so he could only take it one step at a time and explore it slowly.

Now that Zhong Jiu is stationed in the Xuanming Palace, he has already taken on a somewhat detached attitude from worldly affairs. All matters, big and small, of the underworld are handled by his subordinates, so he doesn't need to worry about them personally.

The monk who was executed had already entered the underworld and obtained the position of judge, sitting in the judge's hall to handle cases in the underworld.

In addition to the executed monk and Wen Tianxiang, Zhong Jiu used incense offerings to exchange for two more judges, thus completing the Four Judges.

Among them, the judge of the Investigation Division was named Huang Shunsheng. He was an ancient person in this world. He was upright, incorruptible, and righteous. Even now, there is still a shrine to him in the mortal world, and incense is constantly burned.

The duty of the Investigating Division is to ensure that the good are rewarded, good deeds are publicized, and to redress the grievances of the wronged and restore justice to the people.

The other was Wei Zheng, a judge in the Department of Rewards and Benevolence.

In the myth of Chung Kau's previous life, Wei Zheng was the synonym for the judge of the Rewards and Benevolence Department. His duty was simple: to reward the souls of those who did good deeds in their previous lives.

Depending on the amount and depth of good deeds performed by the spirit in its previous life, it will be given corresponding rewards, either ascending to the realm of gods and becoming a high-ranking cultivator, or being reborn as a wealthy young master who enjoys all glory and honor, all at its own discretion.

With all four judges back in their positions, and the improved underworld laws and regulations previously implemented by Chung Kau completely eliminating the previous sluggishness, the affairs of the underworld are running at lightning speed, with every day's official business being highly efficient and closed-loop, without any redundancy.

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, ninety-nine years have passed.

At the hour of Chen in the ninety-ninth year, Yuan Zun, who was sitting under the Five Elements Mountain, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes flashed with a sharp light. He held the writing brush that he had been holding for a hundred years and finally brought it down. The brush tip was as fast as lightning and the ink penetrated the blue stone.

With tireless writing, each stroke of the pen becomes a gem, each character seemingly imbued with a spirit, flowing gently across the paper.

A vast and profound aura, far surpassing the laws of heaven and earth, swept out from his body, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to boil.

Such a tremendous commotion naturally alerted all living beings at the foot of the mountain, and no one dared to be negligent anymore.

"Look! Yuan Zun has moved! He's put pen to paper!"

Someone broke the silence and cried out in surprise. Immediately afterward, people from all directions swarmed in, instantly surrounding the Five Elements Mountain.

Ninety-nine years!

Even though the lifespan of humans has greatly increased in the past hundred years, most of them have turned into skeletons and entered the cycle of reincarnation.

Among the onlookers, many were reincarnations. In their previous lives, they were frail old men watching and observing, but in this life, they witnessed the miracle as young people. However, all their memories of their past lives had been erased, and none of them knew that they had ever met Yuan Zun once.

"Ninety-nine years... I thought he was going to spend the rest of his life in prison under Five Elements Mountain!"

Several white-haired elders stroked their beards with emotion, saying that they were already at the end of their lives, but they were finally able to witness the moment when the Venerable One wrote the sutra.

They waited with their last breath, just to witness this historic moment.

"Only ninety-nine years have passed, and you think you can write scriptures containing the ultimate truths of the universe? That's utterly delusional!"

"Exactly! It's probably just a bluff, an attempt to fool everyone!"

"Ordinary scriptures wouldn't even catch the eye of the City God, so even if he wrote them, they certainly wouldn't pass his inspection!"

Ninety-nine years have passed, and the conflict between the three religions has long since intensified to its peak. Disciples from the Zhuo and Yunsheng religions flocked to the scene, their words filled with sarcasm and ridicule.

Regardless of whether they truly disbelieve in their hearts, they must outwardly feign disdain, attempting to confuse Yuanzun's mind with words and extinguish any hope of virtuous teachings.

Yuan Zun remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple, but the disciples of Shan Jiao were completely thrown into chaos, their eyes bloodshot and their mental state shattered.

They immediately stepped forward, confronting the disciples of both sects head-on, glaring angrily, and shouting, "You filthy bunch, how dare you spout nonsense here?"

"He's dressed like a respectable person, yet he spouts the sounds of a dog barking. He has no shame!"

"You scum of the Zhuo and Yunsheng sects, how dare you utter disrespectful words before the very founder of my Benevolent Sect! You're simply courting death!"

The disciples of the Good Teaching have been cooped up for ninety-nine years. Their leader, their patron, has essentially been imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain for ninety-nine years.

Without Yuan Zun's support, they could not hold their heads high in front of the two sects and were bullied and humiliated everywhere, their hearts already filled with anger.

Today, seeing the patriarch write the sutra is a great joy, but I never expected that these two scoundrels from these two religions would come to cause trouble again. How can I tolerate this?

"How have we been disrespectful? Is it disrespectful to disbelieve that the Primordial Venerable could have written scriptures containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth?"

The disciple of the Zhuo Sect sneered, his tone full of provocation.

"Our ancestor possessed boundless magical power and was a genius rarely seen even once in ten thousand years. How could he not have written a timeless scripture? Stop talking nonsense!"

The disciple, who was skilled in teaching, refuted him sternly, his momentum in no way diminished.

"If he truly possessed boundless magical power, how could he have been imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain for a full ninety-nine years without being able to escape?"

Yun Sheng taught his disciples to speak in a sarcastic and mocking manner, their words dripping with sarcasm.

"For the past ninety-nine years, you two sects have made things difficult for my Good Sect at every turn, bullying my fellow disciples and seizing my resources. When our patriarch emerges from seclusion, we will surely settle accounts with you all!"

The disciple, who was skilled in teaching, was furious, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Ha, let's talk about it when he can get out of this Five Elements Mountain!"

The disciples of both religions scoffed, their tone extremely arrogant.

However, their gazes were fixed on Yuan Zun, their expressions revealing their solemnity. Yuan Zun was not disturbed by them at all, and wrote with divine skill, filling a sheet of paper in the blink of an eye, the ink flowing and the spiritual energy swirling.

As the ink accumulated, the words on the paper gradually shone with a dazzling golden light, so bright that even the surrounding spiritual energy was drawn in and gathered there.

The next second, a series of celestial sounds suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, the lingering sound echoing and making everyone present's eardrums buzz and their minds surge.

"Strange...strange phenomenon! A strange phenomenon has appeared in the heavens and earth?"

Many people looked up in surprise, their faces filled with disbelief.

If it can trigger extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, could it be that Yuanzun has truly written a timeless scripture?

"Haha! Our patriarch is indeed a genius! With such extraordinary celestial phenomena, the scriptures must be extraordinary!"

The disciples were overjoyed, tears welling in their eyes, finally able to release the pent-up frustration of a century.

"It's not certain yet. It's just an unusual phenomenon, which means the beginning was alright. What will happen later is still unknown. Maybe it will be abandoned halfway through!"

One of the disciples of the Zhuo Cult spoke defiantly, but the worry in his eyes was unmistakable, and his voice trembled slightly.

Could it be... that Yuan Zun is really going to break out of seclusion, regain control of the Good Teachings, and settle old scores with them?

"Yes, the extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth have appeared. This Yuan Zun has indeed not disappointed."

Inside the City God Temple, Zhong Jiu naturally noticed the commotion outside. His gaze pierced through the barrier and landed on Yuan Zun beneath the Five Elements Mountain, his expression calm.

It must be said that Yuan Zun was indeed a person of great fortune. He sat in meditation for ninety-nine years, and instead of becoming depressed, he comprehended the profound mystery and developed the desire to write scriptures.

Writing scriptures is no easy task. Without true talent and learning, and without a deep understanding of the universe, it is impossible to write scriptures that can be recognized by the universe, let alone evoke extraordinary phenomena.

"Truly a rare and outstanding person."

Zhong Jiu sighed softly, his tone tinged with regret.

A great fortune descended upon Yuan Zun, but unfortunately, he couldn't see through the meaning of fame and fortune, and insisted on fighting for that elusive fortune.

It's better not to fight than to fight. Once you become too obsessed, you may face utter ruin.

Having witnessed the rise and fall of the world, Zhong Jiu knew that if a rope is stretched too tight, it may be fine on ordinary days, but if it breaks at a critical moment, it will be a fatal disaster.

Yuan Zun wrote with increasing fluency, his brushstrokes becoming more and more sharp, and his ink becoming more and more profound. He wrote this scroll of scripture for a full three hundred and sixty-three days without ever stopping.

The moment the last word was uttered, a beam of golden light descended from the sky like a sharp sword, striking the scripture precisely and illuminating the entire scroll in a golden hue, making it sacred and inviolable.

"The Book of Benevolence!"

Yuan Zun spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it resonated throughout the entire hall. This scripture was actually a method of cultivating the mind that all living beings in the world could comprehend.

These are all his heartfelt insights gained from sitting in seclusion for ninety-nine years, witnessing the myriad aspects of human life, and experiencing the loneliness and desolation.

On the path of spiritual cultivation, inner demons are hard to eliminate, but the "Benevolence Sutra" is the supreme and wonderful method to resolve inner demons.

This sutra is of great benefit to all practitioners in the world. It can help people stabilize their minds and break free from shackles. No wonder the heavens and earth were moved and sent down extraordinary phenomena to celebrate.

"The scripture has been written; please examine it, Your Majesty."

Yuan Zun slowly rose, solemnly holding the "Ren De Jing" in his hands, his expression respectful, yet unable to conceal the sharp edge emanating from him.