Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck

Zhou Shen saw Jin Quanxiu’s expression at this time, and couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his heart. He had seen this same expression from Ancestor several times growing up and had gained some experience. As a result, he stood up and left.

Even if Ancestor’s cultivation level reached the heavens, he was still human. There were times when he too needed his own space.

As Zhou Shen left quietly, Jin Quanxiu looked up at the Immortal City’s sky. Even though he was only at the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm, he could feel the heavenly secrets changing.

Constrained, slaughtered!

Yet brimming with life.

Perhaps, the Era of Great Contention really had come. It was unknown if their Longevity Immortal City would be filled with rivers of blood or remain unscathed.

Even so, he was only a chess piece, just like Zhou Shen said – thinking too much was useless.

Follow fate, and let it all flow naturally.

However, as he watched Zhou Shen leaving, a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes. No matter what, if a life-and-death crisis really came, he would protect him till his last breath.

City Lord Mansion.

Prison.

Zhou Shen continued his routine work, not wanting to get involved in disputes. He just wanted to be a simple prison guard, living a peaceful life.

His best wish was to pass his position to the next generation when he grew old. In the eyes of the Zhou Family Members, peace was their greatest fortune.

However, that day early in the morning, just after he’d sat down and before he had the chance to start his usual prison patrol, he received a temporary transfer order from the City Lord Mansion.

Some prison guards at the City Lord Mansion needed to cooperate with the Foreign Affairs Mansion in collecting taxes across the city. Previously, such a large mobilization had never been seen before.

It seemed that City Master Su Wu was eager to collect more cultivation resources and speed up his own cultivation before the Grand Competition officially began.

But because of Su Wu’s actions, the atmosphere in the entire Immortal City became increasingly enthusiastic. Most of the people living in the mortal world were constantly fighting.

Fighting for resources, fighting for opportunities, all for the sake of cultivation…

As a lowly prison guard, Zhou Shen naturally could not refuse the City Lord Mansion’s transfer order, so he obediently accepted it.

After joining the collection team, the commander looked at the areas he would be responsible for taxing and began assigning tasks.

“Zhou Shen, this area is where your Zhou Family Mansion is located. You can be considered as the local snake here, so this area will be given to you.”

“Yes, sir!”

Receiving the commander’s order, Zhou Shen immediately agreed. While his expression remained unchanged, he couldn’t help but feel a little excited in his heart.

Why did he suddenly feel a great fortune omen? Was there some opportunity waiting for him? At this moment, Zhou Shen’s heart was far from calm.

But he quickly calmed down. If there was really an opportunity, he would let it flow naturally. What was meant to be his would not be lost.

Zhou Shen then resumed his normal demeanor, acting as if nothing had happened. He began to collect taxes house by house alongside two other prison guards.

As for the storage bag used to collect the taxes on-site, Zhou Shen and the other two guards were not worried at all. Who would dare to steal from the City Lord Mansion, unless they were looking for death?!

The tax collection went smoothly until they arrived at a secluded courtyard. It seemed that the owner was not at home.

Zhou Shen pondered whether to leave and visit the other houses first when he bumped into a cultivator who had paid taxes just moments ago.

Zhou Shen didn’t pay much attention at first, but then a flash of spirit light crossed his mind. He smiled and asked, “Fellow Daoist, do you happen to know where the owner of that courtyard is?”

As Zhou Shen now bore the status of a subordinate of the City Lord Mansion, the cultivator immediately replied, “You mean Fellow Daoist Liang? At this time, he should be in the street corner tavern with his servant, listening to stories.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shen thanked him and decided not to proceed to the next house to collect taxes. The other two guards, seeing his determination, didn’t oppose following Zhou Shen’s lead since he was the one in charge of this area.

However, no one knew of the turmoil in Zhou Shen’s heart. The moment he heard the name “Fellow Daoist Liang,” the great fortune omen in his heart suddenly erupted.

If all went well, Fellow Daoist Liang would be the one that held the opportunity tied to this great fortune omen. As Zhou Shen rushed to the tavern, he didn’t even need to ask the shopkeeper which one was Fellow Daoist Liang – his gaze was immediately drawn to a cultivator.

This person was none other than Liang Sheng.

When Liang Sheng saw Zhou Shen, his heart also stirred, just like how he had felt when he saw Chu Chen in his mortal days – that familiar flower.

Second Elder Brother, have you returned?

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