Chapter 252
Chapter 252
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 252
>Chapter Title: Supervising Heaven Bureau
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When he saw Li Huowang pick up those torture instruments again, Han Fu’s nascent soul truly felt fear.
“Don’t! Don’t don’t don’t!!” That little head desperately tilted backward in terror, its mouth starting to desperately try to divert the other’s attention.
“I really don’t know much about Sitting Oblivion Dao! If you want to deal with them, go find the Supervising Heaven Bureau! They definitely know a ton about Sitting Oblivion Dao.”
“Supervising Heaven Bureau?” Li Huowang set the torture instruments in his hands down and looked thoughtfully at the other. “Isn’t that the emperor’s office for handling evil beings? They know a lot about Sitting Oblivion Dao?”
The nascent soul nodded vigorously. “Yeah! They’re mortal enemies!! Something like Sitting Oblivion Dao gets chased down by the Supervising Heaven Bureau no matter where they show up.”
“Especially over two hundred years ago, when Sitting Oblivion Dao replaced the emperor of East Xia, and it caused East Xia to fall straight into ruin! After that, the Supervising Heaven Bureau has always paid close attention to Sitting Oblivion Dao!”
“And when it comes to dealing with Sitting Oblivion Dao, the Supervising Heaven Bureaus from places like Qingqiu, Great Liang, Si Qi, and Later Shu all work together! They don’t hide much intel from each other! They definitely know something!”
“Oh? Is that so.” Li Huowang sat back down on the stool and began pondering.
“Since North Wind is one of Sitting Oblivion Dao’s Four Joys, and the two sides have been bitter enemies clashing for years, the Supervising Heaven Bureau wouldn’t possibly neglect gathering intel on such a longtime foe. Maybe they really can dig up North Wind’s background there.”
Li Huowang no longer demanded finding North Wind directly and forcing him to reveal a way to escape the bewilderment.
His top priority now was to figure out if North Wind was truly a pure-heart capable of escaping the bewilderment, and if that claim was real.
Though Li Huowang desperately hoped it was true, he hadn’t forgotten that the words came from Sitting Oblivion Dao.
Before taking action, he first needed to verify the truth of this major premise. Otherwise, he’d risk being tricked again by a dead Sitting Oblivion Daoist.
Only if North Wind was genuinely a pure-heart with a real method to escape the bewilderment would he have a clear direction for his next moves.
“Supervising Heaven Bureau... Supervising Heaven Bureau...” After murmuring to himself for a good while, Li Huowang’s gaze refocused on the malformed face of the nascent soul before him.
“Tell me everything you know about the Supervising Heaven Bureau in your head. Think slowly, remember every detail, and your suffering will be less.”
Through Han Fu’s nascent soul’s mouth, Li Huowang learned that, in essence, the Supervising Heaven Bureau existed to assist those in power with handling matters that regular soldiers couldn’t—like certain major evil beings lurking in cities, and other troubles.
Of course, Sitting Oblivion Dao, who thrived on chaos, was naturally their top priority.
“Is it just Sitting Oblivion Dao? What about the Ao Jing Cult and Zhengde Temple? They don’t care about them?” Li Huowang asked again.
At his words, a hint of confusion appeared in the nascent soul’s single eye. “Why would they? They’re all righteous sects.”
“Bullshit! How could they possibly be righteous sects! They! They...” Li Huowang trailed off here. He cupped his chin with his hand and thought seriously for a moment before arriving at the absurd realization that he was actually wrong—they had no reason to interfere.
One was a sect of self-tormenting cultivators, the other at worst a group of monks breaking the precept against lust. No matter how much chaos they stirred up on ordinary days, it stayed within their own circles and never threatened the ruler’s dominion. The fact that Zhengde Temple had been built right in the capital was proof enough of their standing in certain people’s eyes.
He refused to believe Zhengde Temple’s child-granting deeds went unnoticed by the emperor in the same city. Since there was no intervention, it meant such things were tacitly approved.
In the past, Li Huowang had always seen both groups as cults. But compared to the horrors he’d faced later, he finally realized that when it came to harming people, they didn’t even measure up to the highway-robbing bandits or the river pirates who forced people to eat their razor-noodle wonton soup.
Not to mention An Ci Nunnery. Compared to the others, those filthy nuns steeped in greed, hatred, and delusion were practically earthly bodhisattvas radiating Buddha’s light.
“What about your Luo Cult then? You’ve killed so many people—doesn’t the Supervising Heaven Bureau come after you?” Li Huowang pulled out those nineteen Yangshou Pills and laid them out in a row before Han Fu’s nascent soul.
“As the saying goes, but as long as cultivators stick to normal practice and only occasionally kill a few people—without offending any high officials—the Supervising Heaven Bureau turns a blind eye.”
“Heh.” A skin-deep smile crept onto Li Huowang’s face at those words. “So the Supervising Heaven Bureau is truly dedicated to its duties, huh.”
The nascent soul caught the sarcasm in Li Huowang’s tone and explained, “Actually, the Supervising Heaven Bureau’s relationship with us isn’t cat-and-mouse. They’re happy to use disciples from various sects for jobs. Some of my senior brothers have worked for the Supervising Heaven Bureau.”
From his explanation, Li Huowang learned that the Supervising Heaven Bureau operated on a loose-on-the-outside, tight-on-the-inside system. For peripheral tasks, they relied on scattered rogue cultivators like Han Fu.
With these people, it was a wide-net approach—whatever solved the problem was fine, no matter the method. Sometimes, they didn’t even need to meet face-to-face.
Their true enemies were mainly chaos-loving groups like Sitting Oblivion Dao, massively harmful evil beings, or—most importantly—responding to heavenly disasters.
“Wait, what did you say? Heavenly disasters!?”
The moment he heard that term, Li Huowang snapped to high alert. He already knew of two heavenly disasters: one he’d personally endured, the rotting disappearance, and one he’d learned of from Han Fu, the deceiving disappearance.
And countering heavenly disasters was the Supervising Heaven Bureau’s most critical duty.
Suddenly, Li Huowang slapped his forehead in annoyance. Judging by the name alone, it was obvious this organization had likely been founded specifically to deal with heavenly disasters.
And yet something so simple had only just clicked for him.
“So how does the Supervising Heaven Bureau counter heavenly disasters? How do they make them disappear?” Li Huowang pressed Han Fu’s nascent soul again. He was genuinely curious about what was really going on in this mad world.
“How they counter them, I really don’t know! I’m not with the Supervising Heaven Bureau! I’m not lying to you!”
Li Huowang wasn’t surprised at all by the nascent soul’s response. It already knew quite a lot.
“Fellow Daoist Li, is Han Fu’s Seven Star Sword in your possession?”
The nascent soul’s voice pulled the pondering Li Huowang’s head up as he looked toward it. “Seven Star Sword? You mean that copper coin sword?”
“That’s right! Let me tell you, that’s a good item! That Seven Star Sword was personally woven by our master from one hundred eighty-four ancient coins on the wu hour of the wu day of the wu month in the Shen year of the lunar calendar, during the Eight Festivals and the Three Primordial Days! It can dispel the earth qi of the Two Black and Five Yellow, with effects to resolve baleful qi and drive out evil!”
(End of chapter)