Starting With 100 Million Lives

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed the case.

At that time, in the Reception Department, Qiu Yuxuan only obtained a rank of Fifth-Grade Immortal Official.

Her specific position wasn’t arranged through the Division of Personnel.

Instead, a large group of Daoist Venerables came and staged a recruitment competition, ultimately bringing her to the Sword Pavilion.

Brother Cheng thought, since he’s already the Hidden Emperor, his prestige is more than enough.

The official position doesn’t matter, the key is to get an official seal with enough weight. That stuff is a divine weapon in the Celestial Palace.

And it’s free, so why not take advantage?

Just like Daoist Venerable Feng Lin’s Sealing Seal last time, how impressive!

"Does the Chief Immortal Official have to recruit me personally?"

"Of course, only the Chief Immortal Official has that authority!"

Each department has only one Chief Immortal Official, considered the highest.

And their ranks vary.

For instance, the strong Law Enforcement Department’s chief is the formidable Divine Monarch King Lv, a First Grade Immortal Official.

Whereas, the chief of the Divine Thunder Bureau, Fan Lei Daoist Venerable, is a Second-Grade Immortal Official.

Because the Divine Thunder Bureau is not as large as the Law Enforcement Department, it’s that simple.

In departments like the Dance Consort Department or Music Department, the chief official is only Fifth Grade at best.

Before Jiang Cheng could speak, King Lv raised his chin and sneered, "Don’t even think about joining my Law Enforcement Department. I would never take a black sheep like you!"

Jiang Cheng thought, you’re really full of yourself, my friend. I never intended to join the Law Enforcement Department anyway.

Besides, if I joined, the position would be lower than yours, where’s the prestige in that?

Off to the side, the Fan Lei Daoist Venerable of the Divine Thunder Bureau gave a sly smile.

"Want to join the Divine Thunder Bureau?"

"I can appoint you as a junior official carrying the hammer."

Positions within the Divine Thunder Bureau are diverse, and a junior official carrying the hammer is the lowest rank, usually just a menial task for servants.

This was clearly meant to humiliate Jiang Cheng.

Brother Cheng looked at him like he was a fool.

And then he blatantly ignored him.

"So... Xiaoheng, Xiaoyuan, which one of you is the head officer of the Celestial Pill Department?"

"Hurry up and appoint Brother Cheng as a Great Sage or Grand Consultant or something."

Taiheng Daoist Venerable and Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable almost couldn’t react in time.

Is he calling us?

Xiaoheng, Xiaoyuan?

What are these cute nicknames?

Everyone else around, including Yan Yi and Yue Zhi, looked like they were about to break down.

As for Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable, he had a constipated look on his face.

He didn’t even have time to get angry, instead, he asked with utmost sincerity and curiosity, "Based on the relationship between the two of us, why would you think I would cooperate to recruit you? Who gave you this confidence?"

I would love nothing more than to see you torn to pieces, alright?

Brother Cheng had no awareness of having offended him and instead replied with a grin, "You just cooperated with me several times earlier, practice makes perfect, right?"

"Perfect your uncle!"

Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was completely defeated by this guy.

"Let me tell you honestly, as long as I’m in the Celestial Pill Department, don’t dream of getting in!"

As if feeling that wasn’t enough, he added one final jab.

"Not even as a low-level fire-tending official!"

Brother Cheng sighed.

"So, are you the head officer of the Celestial Pill Department?"

"Nope."

"Then why say so much nonsense, it’s a waste of Brother Cheng’s feelings."

Jiang Cheng immediately deemed him unworthy.

"To think I had high hopes for you."

Seeing him act as if he had let him down, Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was nearly choked with rage.

At this moment, Taiheng Daoist Venerable also gave Jiang Cheng an apologetic smile.

"I am also not the head officer of the Celestial Pill Department, so I have no qualifications to recruit you."

He’d be more than happy to recruit Brother Cheng and give him whatever position he wanted.

But alas, he lacked the authority.

This made Brother Cheng even more disappointed.

"How have you been making it? After all these years, you still haven’t become the chief?"

All the Emperor Pill Masters present were speechless.

How did it sound like from your mouth, the Chief Immortal Official is just like weeds on the roadside, easily plucked?

"Actually, the Celestial Pill Department has no Chief Immortal Official."

With no choice, Taiheng Daoist Venerable shrugged.

"I, Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable, along with Tian Lin Daoist Venerable from the Purification Pill Stream, and Beihe Daoist Venerable, are all Eighth-Grade Imperial Alchemists, none of us outranks the others."

"So no one in the Celestial Pill Department qualifies as a Chief Immortal Official. When issues arise, the four of us make decisions together, and it takes three approvals to pass anything."

Clearly, the possibility of recruiting Jiang Cheng wouldn’t be approved by three people.

After all, the Purification Pill Stream and the Ancient Pill Stream are not the same faction and don’t get along well.

Seeing no one wanted to recruit Sect Leader Jiang, even Yue Zhi and Bai Yan couldn’t bear it.

The two women stepped forward bravely.

"Brother Jiang, should I talk with the chief of our Music Department to see if there’s any position for you?"

"I can also speak with the chief of the Dance Consort Department. I’m quite familiar with our chief..."

Jiang Cheng was quite helpless.

Have I really fallen so low as to resort to performing dance and playing music?

"Ahem, no need, no need, I appreciate your intentions."

Just now, Taiheng’s speech piqued his interest in the Celestial Pill Department.

To think there’s actually no Chief Immortal Official here.

And today Uncle Jiang is here.

Isn’t that... destined?

"Hahaha!"

Prince Yi and King Lv laughed heartily.

"You should give up on that idea."

"Forget about wanting to join the Music Department or Dance Consort Department, even if you did want to, you couldn’t get in."

"To be honest, a few days ago we already notified the chiefs of each department, under no circumstances are you to be recruited."

"No one would dare to defy the world and do so..."

"That’s not necessarily true!"

Taiheng Daoist Venerable suddenly interjected.

Facing the deep stares of several Divine Monarchs, this Eighth-Grade Imperial Alchemist stood unafraid.

He said boldly, "Our Celestial Pill Department welcomes alchemy experts from around the world. Sect Leader Jiang, if you can refine a Sixth-grade Emperor Pill and have an Immortal Official rank, then you can establish a temple and set up a furnace here, and no one can stop you!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng almost burst out laughing.

Why didn’t you say earlier?

Alchemy is as easy as eating and drinking for Brother Cheng!

However, before he could agree, those like Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable and Jin Pi Zhengxu on the opposite side started laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, refine a Sixth-grade Emperor Pill?"

"Taiheng, you must’ve gone mad! With just him?"

"Do you think a Sixth-grade Emperor Alchemist is just anyone?"

"Want to set up a furnace in our Celestial Pill Department? He’s not qualified!"

It’s worth knowing that quite a few celestial officials in the Celestial Pill Department struggle to refine a Fourth-grade Emperor Pill.

The Celestial Pill Department currently has one hundred thousand celestial officials.

Out of these hundred thousand, ninety-nine thousand can only assist like Yue Yao, engaged in support and miscellaneous tasks.

Only those like Bi Ying, who are Sixth-grade and above, qualify to set up their own furnaces for alchemy.

As can be seen, the standard is high.

Even King Shi and Prince Yi chuckled and shook their heads.

"Purely fanciful thinking."

"If he were a Sixth-grade Emperor Alchemist, King Jia’s Dojo would’ve already celebrated."

"This is just a farce!"