I can identify everything, but this is an upgraded version of identification.

On the eve of the Lunar New Year, the entire city of Baicheng was immersed in a festive atmosphere.

It is said that the city lord's son is about to establish his foundation, so a three-day, three-night banquet has been held, which all the people of the city can participate in.

"Wait a minute, you look unfamiliar. Do you have a resident ID card?"

At the city gate, a soldier suddenly reached out and stopped a man in a blue robe.

"Last time I entered the city, I didn't need to show my resident ID card. Why do I need to show it this time?"

The man in the green robe was none other than Su Changming, who had come to visit the Liuyun Sect out of boredom.

Just two days ago, he was discussing alchemy with Yu Xuzi, but today the other party suddenly called for an emergency, saying that he needed to reunite with his family.

Su Changming was immediately surprised. He had thought that the other party was someone like him who had no relatives and was still staying at Honglu Peak near the New Year.

After he was left alone on Honglu Peak, he became restless and thought of visiting Su Rui in Baicheng.

Unexpectedly, they were stopped before they even entered the city.

"The past is the past, the present is the present. The city lord is hosting a grand banquet; how can we just let you in to feast?"

The officer snorted coldly.

"What if someone wants to enter the city without a resident permit?"

Upon hearing this, Su Changming smiled and asked.

"It's nothing much, you just need to pay three taels of silver for proof of identity."

The officer chuckled.

"Alright, three taels of silver."

Su Changming waved his hand, and three taels of silver appeared in his hand.

"Count them, isn't it three ounces?"

Su Changming handed over the silver.

However, the officers and soldiers in front of him knelt down and kowtowed in fear.

"Immortal, I am blind and do not recognize you. Please be magnanimous and do not hold it against me. I have elderly parents and young children to support..."

Having witnessed Su Changming's ability to retrieve objects from thin air, this guy immediately realized that the "unpleasant" young man before him was a legendary immortal, someone who could be considered a guest even in the City Lord's Mansion.

Who is there that he could possibly offend?

"Hehe, there's no need to be so alarmed. You're just following the rules. In White City, even cultivators have their own set of rules to follow, don't they?"

Unless... you're lying to me?

Su Changming said with amusement.

"I dare not deceive the immortal. Half a year ago, there was indeed no such thing as a resident certificate in Baicheng. However, the young master of the city lord's mansion is about to establish his foundation and urgently needs resources. Therefore, the taxes in the city have been increased a lot, and resident certificates are also required. If you do not have a resident certificate, you are considered a vagrant and can be arrested and sold at will."

The officers and soldiers hurriedly explained.

"I see. Here, take this three taels of silver and do the work for me."

Su Changming nodded thoughtfully.

"I dare not accept your money, Immortal. This is an unused ID card. You only need to have your name engraved on it."

The officers and soldiers took out a wooden plaque from their pockets.

After Su Changming took it, he found that the wooden plaque was made of ordinary wood and had no special features.

Indeed... According to the city lord's intention, this item is something that every resident must wear, so it's impossible for it to be made of any rare wood.

The workmanship and even the materials are so simple. Given that Baicheng is such a large city, there must be quite a few counterfeiters making a profit from this...

However, the White City Lord's actions were solely for the purpose of amassing wealth, and it seemed he truly didn't care about this situation.

All that's needed is to collect enough taxes in a short period of time.

The resources available to a single family or clan in the mortal realm are barely enough to support a Qi Refining cultivator breaking through to the next level.

However, if it were converted into the support of an entire city, the accumulated resources might actually be able to help the other side establish a foundation.

Su Changming nodded to himself.

But deep down, I didn't think anything had changed.

Human dynasties have their own power systems and rules of conduct. If someone breaks the rules, someone will deal with it without the need for the emperor to intervene.

As long as the other party stays within the rules, no one will criticize them.

Not long after entering Baicheng, Su Changming saw the much-discussed banquet for the city lord.

Tables of food were set out on the street, and people of all ages gathered together, creating a lively scene.

Su Changming glanced at the dishes briefly.

There was meat, vegetables, and soup. Although it wasn't a luxurious banquet, it was quite good for ordinary people.

Suddenly, Su Changming also became somewhat interested.

mingling in the crowd, waiting for the next round of banquets to begin.

"Alright, everyone go back now. The banquet is over for today!"

However, after waiting for a long time, all that came was an impatient voice.

"My lord, we haven't eaten yet! Didn't the city lord say he would guarantee that every resident would have food?"

A sallow-faced, emaciated man shouted loudly.

"Screw you! I said it's gone, so it's gone!"

The man had barely finished speaking when he was kicked away by the man in the black robe.

"Next time you want to eat here, come earlier. It's your fault for not coming earlier to eat; the cook is already tired."

The man in the black robe spoke loudly.

"This isn't fair! The next street is full of tricycle-powered banquet vendors!"

"The city lord allocated our street's banquet to your Green Snake Gang, how can you be so irresponsible!"

"We paid so much in taxes this year, how come we can't even afford a banquet!"

The people below kept shouting, showing a willingness to fight to the death.

"Oh ho? You guys have quite the temper, huh? What? Trying to rebel?!"

The man in the black robe took out the knife at his waist and slashed down, instantly severing the arm of a man in front of him.

Behind him, several men dressed in the same clothes approached, each wielding a long knife, their cold eyes sending chills down one's spine.

On one side were hundreds of starving civilians, and on the other side were a dozen or so strong, skilled martial artists.

The result should be a clear one-sided situation.

However, the people who were clearly in a superior position scattered like birds and beasts.

"Hmph, I told you, these guys only need a little scare."

The leading man in the tight-fitting robe said disdainfully.

"Big brother, I was almost scared to death just now. There were so many people, and I could have killed them all with just one punch each."

"That's what one of his underlings said."

"What are you afraid of? With their cowardly appearance, how dare they touch us?"

Haha, the city lord even distributed some Hundred Flowers Wine! Let's go drink together, brothers!

The man in the leading robe laughed heartily.

"Floral Wine? Is it good? Can I have one?"

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears, startling the man in the tight-fitting robe.

"Are you...a human or a ghost?"

Upon seeing Su Changming's face suddenly appear before him, he stammered.

You should say, "Greetings, Immortal Master."

Su Changming pointed his index finger, and the other person's legs broke instantly as if struck by a heavy blow, causing him to kneel on the ground.

"An immortal?!"

The man in the tight-fitting robe, unable to stand, had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and looked on in disbelief.

"Tell me, was this your own idea, or is there someone else behind it?"

Su Changming sneered.

"This...this was my idea. We're used to exploiting the common people, but today a plan suddenly came to mind, and we decided to take the ingredients sent by the city lord's mansion."

The man in the tight-fitting robe changed his expression and hesitated for a moment before speaking.