I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 447 - 272: The Heavenly Prison Guard

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"Thank Your Majesty!"

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Sun Changsheng knelt down joyfully and gave thanks, then looked around and consciously took his place at the very end of the hall.

In front of him was a green-robed official, who turned around and gave a sly smile.

"Long time no see."

Sun Changsheng was slightly startled and didn’t understand what this person meant, so he politely responded, "Greetings to your Excellency, may I ask who you are?"

"Indeed, you are exactly the same as a thousand years ago."

The green-robed official said, "I am an Imperial Censor, Zhu Xian, and there’s no need for Sun Daoyou to be so formal."

Sun Changsheng cooled down from his excitement and, after a brief reflection, instantly realized why he could suddenly assume an official position—it appeared that the gods of the Heavenly Court regarded him as the reincarnation of the "Heavenly Master."

"The Heavenly Master, isn’t that the master that Brother Niu often speaks of? I must discuss this matter with Brother Niu when I have the time."

Having returned from overseas training, Sun Changsheng would often visit Qingyun Mountain to feast with the yellow ox and talk about "The Legend of the Heavenly Master," and he was naturally familiar with the creator of the Heavenly Court from legends.

With thoughts racing through his mind, Sun Changsheng asked Zhu Xian, "Did your Excellency know me in a previous life?"

"Of course."

Zhu Xian looked around and switched to transmitting his voice via Divine Sense, "A thousand years ago, in your previous life, you also stood here, attending court right before and after me."

Sun Changsheng asked with an odd expression, "Why haven’t you been promoted after a thousand years have passed?"

"Imperial Censor, this dog’s position, I’m lucky to still be alive until now, let alone expect a promotion?"

Zhu Xian said with a bitter face, "Back then, I thought being an Imperial Censor, though holding a lower rank, allowed me to report over the heads of the six ministries, seemingly insignificant yet weighty. But after presenting three secret reports, I ended up in the Heavenly Prison three times!"

"..."

Sun Changsheng asked in surprise, "Why is that? Isn’t it the job of the Imperial Censor to snitch?"

Zhu Xian shook his head and said, "With so many bigwigs in the Heavenly Court, no matter how sneaky your memorials are, they just need to use magic to divine, and the contents are known before they even reach His Majesty’s hands."

What a pity, what a pity!

"The Heavenly Prison is under the control of the Punishments Department, let Bai Shilang escort the Heavenly Master to his post.

"As commanded!"

Bai Suixin bowed to receive the order and turned back to Sun Changsheng, winking and pulling faces.

Sun Changsheng nodded in response with a slight embarrassment, his mind completely numb—everyone in the Heavenly Court was a stranger who was eerily familiar, truly a bizarre situation.

After the court session ended,

Bai Suixin led Sun Changsheng to the Heavenly Prison, knowing the way well as he had been the warden for several hundred years.

"Big brother, when you get to the Heavenly Prison, it would be like coming home. Everyone from top to bottom is my subordinate."

Sun Changsheng said, "Bai Daoyou, I have not yet awakened my past wisdom, please don’t call me big brother anymore."

"All right, big brother."

The Heavenly Prison was located on the western edge of the Heavenly Court, thousands of miles away from the Overhanging Firmament Hall. On the surface were several cultivation palaces, and prisoners were confined underground.

The largest of these palaces had a plaque with the words "Heavenly Prison" hung above the door.

They entered the Heavenly Prison.

The current warden, Hao Siyu, was a true disciple of the Repairing Heaven Sect. Upon seeing Bai Suixin, he addressed him as a forefather, and the other officers and clerks did the same.

"This is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master, my fellow disciple. All of you should also address him as forefather!"

The crowd hurriedly bowed again, "We pay our respects to Forefather Sun."

"No need for such formalities."

Sun Changsheng had come to accept that he was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master; whether he wished it or not, when everyone believed it to be so, it was indeed so.

Hao Siyu led the way, showing Zhou Yi around the Heavenly Prison.

"The Heavenly Prison has eighteen levels, corresponding to the eighteen layers of hell. The lighter offenses are on the upper levels and the heavier ones below. Here is the list of prisoners currently held in the cells; please take a look, Ancestor!"

Sun Changsheng hesitated, "Isn’t that inappropriate?"