This was a standard ancient palace complex, with more than a dozen halls of various sizes.
It looked like a small city.
Such a scene was worthy of the Shing Wong Manor.
Jing Tian stepped forward to take a closer look. The entire Shing Wong Manor occupied a large area and was surrounded by city walls on all sides.
The city wall was made of bricks and was black in color. Below the city wall was a moat.
The moat was also black, and the pitch-black water did not have any ripples.
Ordinary people who came here would feel a sense of oppression just by looking at this darkness.
But Jing Tian was obviously not included. He had long been used to the solemnity and solemnity of the Netherworld Palace. After a moment of lamentation, he walked forward.
There were two statues of evil spirits on both sides of the Shing Wong Manor's gate. One held an iron pestle, and the other held an iron whip.
When Jing Tian stepped forward, the evil spirit's eyes emitted a dim yellow light, which stopped on Jing Tian's body for a moment before disappearing.
It was as if they were checking his identity.
The gate of the Divine Hall was dark red in color. The two knockers were huge. Jing Tian reached out to pull the gate, but it didn't open.
"What happened?"
Jing Tian frowned.
"The host hasn't obtained the official seal of the Yin Yang Lord yet. He's still a ninth-grade inspector and a ninth-grade petty official. He doesn't have the right to enter the residence through the main door.”
The system prompted.
Jing Tian was speechless.
This Shing Wong Manor was really full of pretentiousness. A dignified ninth-grade inspector actually did not even have the qualifications to walk through the main gate.
He walked to the side helplessly and saw a small door.
Compared to the towering gate, this small door was naturally not impressive. Jing Tian pushed it open.
The moment he stepped into the Shing Wong Manor, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
The lightning and thunder seemed to be an illusion.
After entering the Shing Wong's Mansion, Jing Tian's eyes brightened.
A mere Patrol Division was indeed incomparable to the Shing Wong Manor.
Just this spacious courtyard alone was bigger than three Patrol Divisions.
On both sides of the courtyard, there were three-legged cauldrons.
The three-legged cauldron was a symbol of power and status.
It represented 'illustrious,''noble,' and 'grandeur.'
Further ahead, he saw two towers.
On the roof of a building, there was a big drum.
On the other was an ancient bell.
Jing Tian walked up the tower, picked up the drumsticks, and beat them, producing a dull drumbeat.
There was a sense of majesty and solemnity in the drumbeats.
He rang the ancient bell again. The sound of the bell rang out, deafening the deaf.
There were detailed rules for when to beat the drum and when to ring the bell.
Jing Tian continued to move forward after studying for a while.
Then, he saw many temples.
In the middle was the City God Hall. Jing Tian wanted to enter, but he couldn't.
The system notified him that the Shing Wong Hall had not been unlocked yet.
Jing Tian had to give up.
Then, he discovered six more courtiers.
They were the Quick Report Division, the Public Order Division, the Good Reward Division, the Evil Punishment Division, the Increase in Salaries Division, and the Note Sushi Division.
Unsurprisingly, he did not have the authority to enter these six halls.
Only the Yin Yang Agency was pushed away by him.
Similar to the Patrol Office's Divine Hall, the Yin Yang Office's hall was also a little dark.
Jing Tian stepped into it, and candles lit up one after another.
Then, he saw a divine table.
There was only one seat in the Patrol Division, but there were more than ten seats in the Yin Yang Division. What did this mean?
The Yin Yang Bureau was not a temple that only had the director. It was a large-scale office.
There was no doubt that the seat in the middle was definitely the seat of the Yin Yang Department's head.
The two sides below were the positions of the assistant officials.
Assistant officials were not officials, but officials.
He was responsible for sorting out documents, running errands, delivering letters, and other trivial tasks.
There was a seat above the assistant officials and below the director, which was Jing Tian's seat.
Eighth-grade Yin Yang Duke!
He sat in his seat and opened the iron box on the table. As expected, the official seal was inside.
He picked up the official seal, and a large amount of information immediately surged into his mind.
"Patrol Envoy Ye of the Rapid Report Department of the City God's Office of Wu City has made outstanding contributions. He is now promoted to the eighth grade Yin Yang Division!”
A dignified voice sounded in Jing Tian's mind.
At this moment, the inspector official seal in his arms was taken away by the system.
At the same time, he also had the power to promote a ninth-grade official.
He still had the Ghost Slaying Sword, and Jing Tian had another Yin-Yang Brush.
Yin Yang Brush, one stroke to draw Yin and Yang, one stroke to determine life and death.
Writing, signing, and commenting, everything had to be written with the Yin Yang Brush in order to be effective.
This brush originally belonged to the Head of the Yin Yang Division, but Jing Tian had the right to use it.
This was because of the uniqueness of his position.
Let's talk about the other halls in the Shing Wong Manor first.
The Quick Report Division was responsible for patrolling the surroundings of Wu City, gathering information and reporting to Lord Shing Wong.
The Public Order Division could monitor the officials of the Shing Wong Manor, but their main focus was to capture evil spirits, kill them, or send them to the underworld for trial.
The four divisions, as the name implied, were nothing more than punishing evil and promoting good.
Those who do evil shall be punished.
Those who do good deeds and have merit can be rewarded to increase their wealth and longevity.
Among the seven divisions, the one with the most power was the Yin Yang Division.
The Yin Yang Department was equivalent to the cabinet in ancient times. It was the first assistant officer of the City God, equivalent to the current secretary general.
When the Shing Wong did not have time to take care of things, the affairs of the various divisions would be handed over to the Yin Yang Division for the Division Head to handle.
In other words, the Yin Yang Division could interfere with other divisions. Although everyone was at the seventh grade in terms of rank, their responsibilities were half a grade higher than yours.
Jing Tian, the Yin Yang Division's duty officer, was equivalent to the deputy of the Yin Yang Division's head.
Although he was only a Rank-8, his power was not small.
In the normal system, the heads of the other divisions would have to be polite when they saw him.
Unfortunately, Jing Tian was the only one in the Shing Wong Mansion, so he couldn't enjoy this treatment.
"Sounds good, but I'm the only one in the entire Shing Wong Manor. What's the point of me being an Eighth Grade Merit Cao?”
Jing Tian was happy at first, then worried.
Although it was good to be promoted, it was a little lonely to be alone.
Could he transfer Li Mu and the others over?
Just as this thought arose, it was extinguished by him.
It was not a good idea to do so, as it would give people the feeling that Jing Tian had no one to use.
At this moment, the system notification sounded again.
"As the host has advanced to Rank-8, the mission system has been activated!”
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