The Metropolitan Procuratorate is one of the second-rank departments of the Taixuan Bureau. It is responsible for supervising the merits and demerits of the gods in the upper world. The head of the institute is Qingjing Zhenren Liu Zhen.
Of course, the 'fine' must also be paid here.
Fang Jian was fined 100,000 merits, but he only had the merits of one month's salary as an immortal official, which was not enough.
But Fang Jian would never use Hongmeng Dao Qi to exchange for merit. Although it is completely possible to do so, it is not necessary.
After arriving at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Fang Jian thought carefully and took out the nine thousand-year-old fire dragon scales.
Nine thousand-year-old fire dragon scales are worth at least ninety thousand merits. He also has some things left behind by cultivators he had fought with and killed in the past. Seeing that some of them still had some value, he collected them. If he takes them out now, he should be able to exchange them for some merits.
But when Fang Jian arrived at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he found that everyone here looked at him with a look of both fear and admiration, which made Fang Jian a little confused.
But when he was about to find someone to ask, the immortal officials from the Inspection Office around him acted as if they had seen the plague god, and they quickly bowed and moved away before Fang Jian could even open his mouth.
"See? That's Master Hongqing, Fang Jian. He enforces the Heavenly Law without regard for any relatives. He even sent the Heavenly Judges of their Heavenly Court to serve their sentences in Lei Ze."
"So powerful?"
"Awesome? Humph, you don't know yet? It was he who suppressed the Buddha's Bodhisattva Baotanhua under Mount Buzhou."
"Wow! How did he do that?"
"That's a long story, but I'm telling you, if you meet Master Hongqing, stay away from him, or he'll sentence you to a hundred years in the Thunder Prison."
"Ah?! But I didn't break any laws!"
"Tsk! Are you new here?"
"Yes, I'm new here. I've been an official in the Heavenly Court for less than half a year."
"Then I tell you, if the masters of the Heavenly Court catch you, they can sentence you however they want."
"What? Isn't this lawless?"
"Shh!... You don't want to live anymore, how can you say such nonsense?"
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Fang Jian listened to the discussions around him and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Did these immortal officials turn him into a heartless and inhumane law enforcement machine?
Ignoring these discussions, Fang Jian walked straight towards the main hall of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
After walking through the corridors and halls, Fang Jian arrived at the main hall of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Along the way, he seemed to have become an insulator. All the immortal officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate would stay away from him when they saw him, and some even walked around him.
The immortal officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate can hide, but the director of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Master Qingjing, cannot hide, nor does he need to hide.
When Master Qingjing received a report from his subordinates that Master Hongqing Fang Jian had arrived, he looked at his subordinates' panicked eyes and laughed, "What are you afraid of?"
The subordinate was startled, then said, "Master, that's Master Hongqing."
"So what if he's Master Hongqing? He has to follow the laws of heaven." Master Qingjing smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid. Go and invite Master Hongqing to the main hall to talk."
Seeing that Master Qingjing was so calm, the subordinate couldn't help but feel relieved. Yes, who does he think he is? How could a big shot like Master Hongqing come to cause trouble for him?
"Yes, Master." The subordinate immediately nodded, then turned and left the main hall.
Soon, the subordinate led Fang Jian into the main hall.
True Man Qing Jing stood up and bowed to Fang Jian from behind the jade table, saying, "True Man Hong Qing's presence truly brings honor to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
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"Ahem." Fang Jian coughed twice, then bowed to Master Qing Jing and said, "Your humble servant, Fang Jian, pays respects to the abbot."
Master Qing Jing quickly walked out of the jade table, came to Fang Jian, helped him up and said, "No need to be so polite, please take a seat."
Fang Jian said, "No need to sit down. I'm here to receive my punishment."
When Fang Jian said this, the eyes of Qing Jing Zhenren's subordinates beside him suddenly widened. "Accept the punishment? Who else can punish Hong Qing Zhenren?"
But when Fang Jian explained the reason, the subordinate realized that, yes, no matter how powerful the Heavenly Court Judge was, there was still a Heavenly Court Dean above them.
As the head of the Heavenly Court, it is perfectly normal for him to punish his subordinate Heavenly Judges.
However, Master Qingjing had already known about this. When Abbot Xun Kuang issued the two penalty orders, his Procuratorate received them at the same time. As the Abbot of the Procuratorate, how could he not know?
"Haha." Master Qingjing seemed to be in a good mood. Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around and walked to the jade table, then raised his hand and pointed at the upper right side of the jade table.
A fairy official flashed by, and a golden cauldron immediately appeared on the upper right side of the jade table. The golden cauldron was surrounded by a layer of ochre light, which was the light of merit.
True Man Qing Jing pointed at the golden furnace and said, "True Man Hong Qing only needs to drop the Immortal Official Jade Disc into this golden furnace of merit."
Fang Jian smiled and said, "I don't have any merits, can I use treasures to offset them?"
True Man Qing Jing was startled for a moment, then reacted immediately. Without asking any more questions, he simply nodded and said, "Of course, True Man Hong Qing, please hand over the treasures and penalty orders to be deducted to me."
The driver Fang Jian took out the nine thousand-year-old fire dragon scales and handed them to Master Qingjing first.
After receiving the Ten Thousand Years Fire Dragon Scale, Master Qing Jing took out a book and opened it. He then took out a Ten Thousand Years Fire Dragon Scale and placed it on top of the book. As the book flashed with a white light, Master Qing Jing raised his head and said, "This is a Ten Thousand Years Fire Dragon Scale. Each scale is worth seven thousand merits."
"Huh?" Fang Jian asked in surprise, "Isn't it worth at least 10,000 merits?"
True Man Qing Jing smiled and said, "Those were the prices from ten years ago. Now they are only worth seven thousand merits. Look, this is the latest price of treasures in the Four Heavenly Streets."
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