Chapter 33: Cultivation Management Bureau

Su Chen had already thought about this problem before he came.

He raised his head, his eyes showing no intention to evade.

"I once met an old Daoist on Luoxian Shan who was very accurate at fortune-telling and quite famous nearby. Upon seeing me, he said my aptitude was excellent and also told me about the cultivation method and spiritual qi; that cultivation method was left to me by him."

"He also told me that something major would happen on Luoxian Shan that day, so I waited at the summit."

The old man with several scars gave Su Chen a deep look, unsure whether to believe him or not.

His lips moved a few times, and he hoarsely spoke again.

"You have caused such great consequences; although you won't be punished, you must also make some compensation."

The scarred old man seemed to have a hidden meaning.

Su Chen's heart stirred slightly; he roughly formed a guess.

Therefore, he slightly nodded, not refuting, after all he had indeed done wrong.

"We urgently need to establish a new organization called the Cultivation Management Bureau to manage cultivators and maintain normal social order. Join us; your position will be..."

The scarred old man, saying this, unintentionally tilted his head slightly to the right, paused, then continued speaking.

"... you will serve as Deputy Director of the Qingshui Shi Branch Bureau, with bureau-level treatment, and be granted a Class B permit."

Upon hearing this, Su Chen's thoughts raced.

In his previous life, because of his master, he served in the General Bureau as a deputy captain; due to Su Chen's excessive focus on cultivation, he ultimately received no promotion.

But now, he unexpectedly became the Director of the Qingshui Shi Branch Bureau—not a matter of rank or authority.

Rather, he believes that the current events have undergone great changes because of his arrival.

Actually, Su Chen does not wish to join an official organization, as he needs to travel frequently between worlds, making it hard to fulfill his duties and possibly subjecting him to restrictions.

In his previous life, Su Chen knew that there were still many experts in both official and civilian circles, and he did not think he could deceive them.

"I need to come up with a win-win good idea." Su Chen thought to himself.

Su Chen looked at the old man, feeling a bit embarrassed, and said: "I'm still just a high school student; making someone like me a director seems a bit hasty, doesn't it?"

The scarred old man felt somewhat displeased; in his mind, Su Chen had caused a mistake, yet he not only failed to blame him but also gave him such great power, yet Su Chen seemed... dissatisfied?

The scarred old man was about to erupt when that voice suddenly sounded in his ears again; he forcibly suppressed his inner anger and spoke with a smile.

"Tell me your conditions!"

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses was already stunned; he knew Mo Lao's temper best.

Su Chen had previously caused such a big trouble; Mo Lao not pursuing it would have been enough, yet he even let Su Chen become the Director of the Qingshui Shi Branch of the Cultivation Management Bureau.

If that were all, it would be fine, but the benefits are astonishing—let alone bureau-level treatment, there are hardly any Class B permits in the National Security Bureau.

Moreover, this kid's words actually imply refusal, which also seems to be the reason for his dissatisfaction.

Thinking this, Dang Sha unconsciously pushed up his glasses, his pupils slightly dilating.

When he heard the old man let Su Chen state his conditions, his mouth could barely fit an egg.

And that old man at the third layer of Qi Condensation also had a dazed gaze, his expression somewhat vacant.

"First, I am applying to be a special recruitment student at Qingbei; my grades are fine, I hope to pass directly, so I will have more time."

"Second, I would like more time for cultivation,

so I hope my schedule can be more lenient; of course, I will still do my best to complete some duties."

"Third, I hope my affairs can be kept confidential."

Dang Sha's eyelids twitched a few times; he unintentionally glanced at Mo Lao and lowered his head.

The face of the Qi Condensation third-layer old man twitched slightly, then immediately returned to normal.

Mo Lao narrowed his eyes; regarding Su Chen's conditions, he was satisfied with all except the second.

Suddenly, he smiled at Su Chen and said: "Okay, but the matter of your second condition needs to be changed."

"Since your time is not abundant, we will establish a new merit system where everyone must complete corresponding merit each month according to their position; how about it? Can you do it?"

As soon as the old man's words fell, Dang Sha involuntarily looked at Su Chen, his eyes full of disbelief.

Now he even suspects that Su Chen might be Mo Lao's grandson.

Upon hearing the old man's words, Su Chen's eyes lit up, while he also secretly wondered why this old man was so indulgent toward him.

This so matches Su Chen's wishes; if he still refused, the old man might really strike him dead with a palm— in his previous life, he remembered that this old man was also outstanding among Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Thinking this, Su Chen bowed and said: "Then please trouble yourself."

Dang Sha took off his glasses, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

The old man snorted coldly: "Get lost; tomorrow you'll hear the news of your early admission to Qingbei, and then you won't need to take the exam."

"Come report the day after tomorrow, right here. Get lost!"

The old man's anger seemed to have been suppressed for a long time.

"Old Li, since this kid doesn't want to be director, you take the position of Qingshui Shi Bureau director. As for the members..."

Upon hearing the words "get lost," Su Chen immediately felt as if pardoned, bade farewell to the three and left at once, while Mo Lao poured all his resentment onto Old Li and Dang Sha.

Half an hour later, the two left the office in dejection, exchanged a bitter smile, and each went their separate ways.

A few minutes later, Mo Lao's voice suddenly sounded in the office.

"Old Tao, why are you protecting that kid so much?" Mo Lao looked to his right, where there was nothing, speaking with some dissatisfaction and doubt.

Suddenly, one meter to his right, a figure clad in a red robe materialized out of thin air in the air.

This old man had white hair and an immortal aura; if Su Chen were present, he would instantly recognize him as his master from his previous life.

He stroked his white beard, eyes smiling: "This child possesses a rare Heavenly Spirit Root; indeed, he should not waste too much time in the mundane world, and his livestream mishap was unintentional."

Speaking thus, the old man called Old Tao paused, then looked at him with a richer smile and said: "Moreover, haven't you already given him a lesson?"

Mo Lao then snorted coldly: "That's what he deserves; a wisp of my killing qi is enough for him to endure."

Suddenly, Mo Lao seemed to think of something and said: "Do you believe this kid's words?"

The old man called Lao Tao had deep-set eyes; he chuckled and said: "Actually, I don't think this is very important, but to avoid any mishap, I will naturally look into it."

……

The next day, the news that Su Chen had been specially recruited by Qingshui No. 1 High School spread like a bomb throughout Qingshui No. 1 High, and throughout the whole of Qingshui Shi.

And Su Chen's name now echoed thoroughly across Qingshui No. 1 High School; even the Qingshui Shi TV Station, upon hearing the news, immediately came to Qingshui No. 1 High School, hoping to interview Su Chen right away.

However, they were destined to return disappointed.