Orders from All Heavens: Earn rewards by playing a guest role

Chapter 68 Claim

Bang~!

A ghost messenger was struck by lightning, and his body hissed and smoked.

With just one strike, he was severely injured and collapsed to the ground, convulsing. His soul was also dim and lifeless, as if it were about to become transparent.

Upon seeing this, the other two ghost messengers were terrified.

"Humph!"

A series of cold snorts came from all around.

Then they saw Qianhe, Simu, Master Ji, Lin Fengjiao and other Maoshan Taoist priests holding their magic weapons, staring intently at the two ghost messengers.

Now that their senior brother has taken action, they naturally cannot fall behind.

With just a single command from the eldest brother, they could go up and smash those two ghost messengers to pieces.

Maoshan is truly fearless.

Let alone mere ghost messengers, even the judges of the underworld would have to treat them with utmost respect.

This is not a joke, but a true demonstration of Maoshan's powerful network of connections.

Not only are there people in Heaven, but there is also a large group of patriarchs serving in the Underworld.

When it comes to connections, Maoshan fears no one.

Besides, they are in the right.

The two ghost messengers trembled, experiencing for the first time a real sense of oppression from Maoshan.

Especially the senior disciple from Maoshan who was sitting in the main seat.

His aura was fully unleashed, surrounded by a dense array of lightning bolts, each arc striking the ground and constantly emitting smoke.

Even the ghost messengers who were hit couldn't stand it.

"Speak, who sent you to plot against Maoshan?"

Shi Jian spoke in a cold voice, lightning faintly condensing in his hand.

The surrounding Maoshan disciples were eyeing them menacingly, ready to take them down if they didn't explain themselves clearly.

The two ghost messengers were terrified and trembled with fear.

This has really stirred up a hornet's nest; Maoshan is known for its fierce protection of its own.

If you offend one person, they'll summon a whole bunch of others; that's the situation we're in now.

Originally, he only intended to plot against Lin Fengjiao in secret, but unexpectedly he angered all the disciples of Maoshan.

Judging from the situation, things won't end well today.

"Say!"

Chizuru shouted angrily.

The others exuded imposing auras and their magical power surged, ready to make their move.

"I'll talk, I'll talk—"

One of the white-clad ghost messengers couldn't contain his fear and hurriedly spoke up.

The black-clad ghost guard beside him changed his expression drastically and angrily shouted, "Are you out of your mind? You're dead if you say it!"

The white-robed ghost paused upon hearing this, becoming very hesitant.

Shi Jian narrowed his eyes, got up and walked over.

"Zzz, zzz~~"

Arcs of electricity flickered, and streaks of lightning intertwined, making the ghost messenger tremble with fear.

"No, you would be committing a grave sin if you dared to kill the ghost messengers."

The black-clad ghost threatened.

Shi Jian sneered and lifted the other man up by the neck.

"A sin?"

He said disdainfully, "The moment you plotted against Maoshan, you were already at war with Maoshan. Now, saying you'd kill you would be a grave crime."

"Then I'll kill one and see if he's guilty."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengjiao's expression changed slightly.

He was about to say something when Chizuru stopped him.

Qianhe gently shook her head, signaling him not to speak; it was now the senior brother's turn to make the decisions.

Moreover, this matter is no longer just his issue; it concerns the entire Maoshan community now.

This matter concerns Maoshan's reputation and is also related to the competition below. If Maoshan is not strong enough, it is tantamount to being slapped in the face.

Wouldn't that mean anyone could manipulate them from then on?

"you dare?"

The black-clad ghost guard roared in shock and anger.

Lightning surged from Shi Jian's palm and directly entered the ghost messenger's body.

"Ah..." the ghost messenger let out a painful wail.

His body swelled up like a ball, and countless bolts of lightning spilled out from within him.

With a loud "boom," the ghost messenger's body was burst apart by the lightning, and his soul was instantly scattered.

One of the ghost messengers was crushed just like that.

Shi Jian blew the dust off his palms and looked at the remaining three ghost messengers.

That look terrified the three ghost messengers, who immediately knelt down.

"Spare your life!"

"Master, spare my life!"

The ghost messenger was terrified, his heart filled with panic.

One of the white-clad ghosts hurriedly pleaded, "We'll tell you everything, just don't kill us."

Once killed, their soul is scattered to the winds.

They didn't want to experience being exploded by lightning.

This human master is too cruel, his murderous intent is burning fiercely, you can't help but be afraid.

The ghost messenger admitted defeat and told the whole story.

"It was the White-Faced Judge who made us do this, with the aim of getting a share of the profits from Master Lin's bank."

The ghost messenger spilled the beans, no longer daring to hide anything.

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened, and they glared angrily at the ghost messengers.

Lin Fengjiao's face turned dark, especially.

They were definitely after him; they actually wanted to seize his position as a bank executive and get a share of the profits.

He was also a judge in the underworld.

"The pale-faced judge?"

Shi Jian sneered, lightning flashing at his fingertips, as he sat there gently tapping the armrest.

He knew there was someone behind him, and now a white-faced judge had appeared, but he didn't think a single judge would dare to do such a thing.

There's probably more to this story, but the ghost messengers seem unaware of the secrets involved.

The only solution is to capture the White-Faced Judge and question him, but this matter is no longer under his jurisdiction; it's handled by the patriarchs of the underworld.

From what he knew, there were numerous judges in the underworld, such as the Seven-Foot Judge, the Flower-Body Judge, the Chief Inspector Judge, the Judge of Fate, the Sun Judge, the Moon Judge, the Hibiscus Judge, and the Water Judge—

There are also Iron-Faced Judge, White-Faced Judge, Judge Who Delays Life, Judge Who Causes Sudden Death, Judge Who Illuminates Adultery, Judge Who Sees Righteousness, Female Judge, and so on.

The total number of judges is as high as five million and sixteen. It seems like a lot, but you have to consider how much the vast underworld needs to manage.

As for the Four Judges, they are actually the four chief judges.

"Alright, go down and make the White-Faced Judge pay compensation, or I will personally go down and bring him to the mortal world to be exposed to the true fire of the sun for forty-nine days."

Shi Jian said coldly, and sent the white-robed ghost messenger away to report.

He needs to pay compensation and gain some benefits.

"These two will remain here as collateral. This matter will not be over until we receive satisfactory compensation."

His attitude was clear and his tone was resolute.

In short, it's all about compensation; only when everyone is satisfied can the matter be settled.

Otherwise, let's keep fighting; Maoshan isn't afraid of trouble anyway.

"get out."

A command was given.

"Yes, sir, I will report the truth."

The white-clad ghost messenger, as if granted a pardon, turned and disappeared into the ground.

This is to return to the underworld to report.

"Senior Brother, won't it cause trouble if we send it back to inform others?"

Si Mu asked with some concern.

"Yeah, if you ask me, we should just kill them all."

"Keeping it will only cause trouble."

Chizuru and the other fellow disciples spoke up one after another.

This filled the two severely injured ghost messengers with fear and made them tremble with dread.

Shi Jian waved his hand: "Alright, the sect's founder will handle this matter. We can't interfere with what happens below."

"We only need that small amount of compensation to establish Maoshan's reputation, that's enough."

This is the patriarch's reply.

Kill those who deserve it; the recent elimination of one ghost messenger serves as a deterrent.

Now we'll reap the benefits after giving them a warning; otherwise, what's the point of simply killing them?

"Senior Brother is wise!"

Upon hearing this, the others immediately began to flatter him.

Waaaaah!

A cold wind blew, and a vortex appeared on the ground.

The white-clad ghost messenger has returned.

"Master, this is the compensation from above. Please take a look."

The white-clad ghostly messenger trembled as he presented a storage bag with both hands.

That's right, it's a storage bag.

For the underworld, a mere storage bag is no big deal.

Shi Jian picked up the storage bag and probed it with his mind, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Very good, I am very satisfied with the compensation."

He smiled slightly and said kindly, "I was a bit rash just now and offended you. I hope the ghost messenger won't take it to heart."

"Yes, yes, I wouldn't dare."

"Master, you flatter me."

The ghost messenger was flattered and quickly bowed.

To think he's kind would be foolish.

This new generation of Taoist masters from Maoshan is very powerful. It's best not to provoke them if you can avoid it. Just admit defeat and end this matter quickly.

"Here is the ghost you wanted. Now it is handed over to you, and this matter is settled."

Shi Jian threw the captured ghost to the other party.

That concludes the matter and we're even.

"Thank you, Celestial Master. I'll take my leave now."

The white-robed ghost bowed, then grabbed one of his companions in each hand and vanished into the ground in a flash.

They ran incredibly fast.

I'm afraid I really won't dare to face the Maoshan Taoists again in the future.

These Taoist priests are not to be trifled with; they're quick to call for reinforcements.

"Alright, the matter is resolved."

Shi Jian, holding the storage bag, said calmly, "Next is to distribute the benefits. Those who have made contributions will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be punished."

"Fellow disciples, watch and see."

After Shi Jian finished speaking, he opened the storage bag and took out the items inside one by one.

Upon seeing the contents of the storage bag, all the Taoist priests present widened their eyes and gasped for breath.