I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

The matter of the Gu cultivators did not cause much of a stir in Jiangcheng.

Su Wuchen resumed his normal routine, the only difference being that the team for the Inspection Division branch was being prepared and formed.

He and Zhao Fei were both brought over and became members of the Inspection Department.

The only good thing is that the base salary has increased.

The amount had jumped from ten thousand or eight thousand to fifty thousand, which made Su Wuchen truly understand what it meant to have confidence!

They truly deserve to be part of the Operations Department.

If a small branch has such ample funds, one can only imagine how wealthy the branches in big cities must be.

That night, Su Wuchen rested up and prepared to make a big splash!

……

Outside Wanxiu Valley, a strange giant sword was flying rapidly towards them.

As it approached the border of Wanxiu Valley, the giant sword slowly descended, and its speed decreased significantly.

On the giant sword, an elderly man with gray hair was sitting in a rocking chair, eating a chicken leg.

Roar!

Hey!

The giant sword pierced through the jungle, drawing the attention of many cultivators, especially the demon cultivators, who couldn't help but howl at the sight of the person acting in such a manner.

The mad elder sneered and hurled the chicken leg bone in his hand in the direction of the sound.

Immediately, the jungle fell silent.

Where did that kid run off to?

Arriving at the spot where he had previously abandoned Chi Kuang, the Mad Elder looked around but could not find any trace of him.

Even when he extended his divine sense, he found nothing within a radius of a hundred miles.

This made the Mad Elder reveal a strange expression. After picking at the bits of meat stuck in his teeth, the Mad Elder headed towards the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Cultivators.

Alas!

Not bad!

He actually got involved with the Heavenly Prison Beast and even broke through to the mid-stage of the fifth rank.

Upon realizing that Dao Chi Kuang and the Heavenly Prison Beast had joined forces to kill a fifth-grade ghost cultivator, the mad elder couldn't help but reveal a slight smile.

No wonder he chose her.

Bang!

As the fifth-grade ghost cultivator collapsed, a black stone appeared in front of Su Wuchen.

Su Wuchen didn't even glance at it before tossing it into the warehouse.

Someone's here, and they're very strong!

The Heavenly Prison Beast whispered a reminder to Su Wuchen, while simultaneously adopting a defensive posture, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Someone's here?

Su Wuchen raised an eyebrow. In the past two days, he had been fighting alongside the Heavenly Prison Beast, and his experience points had reached the mid-stage of the fifth rank.

In addition to the Heavenly Prison Beast, they were not afraid of cultivators below the fourth rank at all.

The only thing that could make the Heavenly Prison Beast so wary was clearly a powerhouse of at least the fourth rank. I wonder...

"Grass!"

When Su Wuchen saw the newcomer descending on a giant sword, his face immediately darkened.

That damn crazy elder!

He's the one who left himself here.

"Good, good, good, disciple, you've done well, breaking through to the mid-stage of the fifth rank."

The mad elder stepped down from the giant sword, looking at Su Wuchen with a smile. His unseemly appearance made Su Wuchen roll his eyes.

When the Mad Elder first appeared, his dashing and unrestrained appearance immediately made Su Wuchen realize that he might be a hidden master.

but……

It's so sloppy!

and.

What kind of master would just abandon his apprentice outside and not care about him at all?

Now it's come running over...

Is there another mission coming up?

The old man is still as dashing as ever.

It's alright, it's just that since you left, I haven't been eating or sleeping well, and look how thin I've become.

【…】

Su Wuchen looked at him with disdain.

Compared to before, the mad elder has clearly gained weight.

[I came to find you this time for two reasons. First, to check on your cultivation progress, which is excellent; you haven't disappointed me. Second, to take you back to the sect and clear your name.]

[Rectification of name?]

Su Wuchen looked puzzled and silently lit a cigarette.

What kind of hidden plot is this?

Main Quest

Become a Holy Son of the True Yang Sect

OK OK.

This is a delegation.

Su Wuchen looked over, [What does "rectifying the name" mean?]

Mad Elder: [Although the matter of your murder of your fellow disciples has been investigated and clarified, your reputation within the sect is still practically nonexistent. So, this is an opportunity to help you rebuild your reputation, and if the chance arises, to also contend for the title of Holy Son.]

Su Wuchen: [Where is the Holy Son?]

The Mad Elder: [He's been imprisoned.]

Su Wuchen's heart skipped a beat: [Has the matter of him forcing his junior sister been exposed?]

Mad Elder: [???]

[This actually happened?! Absolutely unforgivable!]

【…】

Okay.

What exactly happened during the time he was left in Wanxiu Valley?

Elbow, follow me on this flying sword!

The mad elder uttered a single sentence before turning and boarding his flying sword.

Su Wuchen glanced at the mad elder, then at the Heavenly Prison Beast, [Can this thing be brought along?]

Of course you can, it's not a big deal.

The mad elder grinned, "[For immortal cultivators to possess mounts and guardian beasts is a matter of prestige, why not take them back?]"

Su Wuchen smiled and looked at the Heavenly Prison Beast. The Heavenly Prison Beast looked back at the direction of the depths of the Myriad Cultivation Valley, and then followed behind Su Wuchen and boarded the flying sword.

Standing by the railing of flying swords, Su Wuchen sighed helplessly: "Other people's flying swords either look incredibly luxurious or exude a murderous aura. Why does your flying sword, old man, have to have an edge on it?"

The Mad Elder: [Don't you feel safe?]

Su Wuchen: [It's pretty safe, but it's just so damn degrading...]

A perfectly good flying sword was turned into a bizarre mess by the mad elder.

What kind soul would install rows and rows of guardrails on a flying sword and call it safety?

If someone can fly on a sword, would they be afraid of falling off the sword and dying from the fall?

You must do your utmost in this competition for the title of Holy Son!

coming.

The story is about to begin.

Su Wuchen chose to skip it without hesitation.

Becoming a Holy Son brings countless benefits!

With a summary from the mad elder, the plot smoothly transitions to the True Yang Sect.

Switch to first-person perspective.

All that Su Wuchen could see were unfamiliar faces.

[You've been away on your training for a full thirty years now, so it's normal that you don't recognize many of the disciples in the sect.]

The mad elder's narration surprised Su Wuchen.

but……

Time in the game? Never mind.

Enter the Zhenyang Hall.

A sect leader dressed in a magnificent robe, wearing a golden crown, and with a smile on his face, was sitting in a chair at the front, talking to the elders.

[So it's the Mad Elder back. This is your former disciple, the Madman?]

That's right.

The mad elder, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with amusement, said, "For this selection of the Holy Son, I recommend Madman!"

Is he also going to run for the Holy Son?

[Mid-grade fifth grade? 】

Isn't their strength a bit too weak?

[The mad elder... perhaps it would be better to let him cultivate for a few more years!]

Despite the distrust of the elders and peak masters, the mad elder remained confident.

[His obsession reveals the qualities of a saint!]

[You disciples, in your delusional eyes, are nothing but rotten fish and shrimp; what is there to fear?]

【Obsession, do you agree?】

【…】