43: Chapter 43 The Two Women Meet for the First Time, and Secretly Recover!

A few days later.

The iron gate of the Celestial Prison made a dull, grating sound as Lin Wan walked in, her steps appearing slightly heavy.

Her hair was somewhat messy, and the oversized jailer uniform she wore made her look even more frail.

Three whole days.

The Six Doors had almost turned the surrounding area upside down, yet they hadn't found even a shred of a clue about that black-robed person.

The other party seemed to have evaporated into thin air, leaving behind no traces.

And she, the only one who had come into contact with the other party, hadn't even managed to fight back; if it weren't for the other party showing mercy, she would likely have been a corpse long ago.

A sense of frustration pressed against her chest like a giant boulder; having grown up, Lin Wan had never received such a heavy blow before.

"Yo, you're back."

A calm voice came from afar.

Chen Ran walked over from the depths of the corridor, carrying a bunch of keys.

He was also holding a teacup in his hand, from which steam was rising.

Lin Wan forced a smile: "Brother Chen."

"Your complexion is so poor, are you sick?" Chen Ran took a sip of tea and asked casually.

"Or were you scared by the commotion outside? I heard something big happened at the execution ground a few days ago, even the Demon Suppression Division was alarmed."

Lin Wan's eyes dimmed.

"No... it's nothing." Lin Wan lowered her head, her voice muffled.

Watching her looking like a frost-bitten eggplant, Chen Ran couldn't help but find it amusing.

If this girl knew that the black-robed person who had been running the Six Doors in circles was standing right in front of her, she would probably draw her blade and fight to the death immediately.

However, laughter aside, Chen Ran decided to offer a few words of comfort.

After all, she was a "high-quality channel" that could provide him with a steady stream of prisoners.

If she were to become depressed and give up, who would go out and catch those great bandits to send to the Celestial Prison in the future?

"Alright, don't dwell on what happened before. Have you ever heard the saying, 'unintentional planting of a willow can lead to shade'?" Chen Ran patted her shoulder.

Lin Wan was stunned for a moment.

She raised her head and looked at Chen Ran's calm face.

He shook the key ring in his hand, producing a crisp clinking sound.

"Let's go, I'll take you on rounds. There are a few new troublemakers today; they need to be taught a lesson."

Lin Wan looked at Chen Ran's back, and the knot in her heart inexplicably dissipated a little.

She quickened her pace to follow him.

The two walked forward along the dim corridor.

From the cells on both sides came occasional painful groans and vicious curses; the autumn executions had not yet ended.

That beheading had only selected a few high-status individuals first; the subsequent people would be assigned according to the results of the investigation.

Most of the participants who were not deeply involved only needed to serve time in prison, while those who were deeply involved in the cases would line up for execution.

It could be foreseen that in the following few days, his Cultivation Technique would surge again.

Chen Ran skillfully tapped the iron bars with his scabbard, earning a brief silence.

Until they stopped in front of a cell at the end of the corridor.

The Evil Qi here was thicker than anywhere else, and the room was different from the previous cells.

At a glance, one could see that the entire area around this cell was empty; no prisoner dared to approach this place.

Lin Wan subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword at her waist, feeling a sense of familiarity.

"Where is this?"

Inside the cell, the light was dim.

A woman wearing tattered red clothes leaned lazily against the corner of the wall.

Her legs were crossed, and her bare feet were dazzlingly white in the gloomy environment; a red string was tied around her ankle, hanging two delicate silver bells.

Hearing footsteps, the woman slowly raised her head.

It was a face that could make any man's breathing stop; her features were bewitchingly charming to the bone, the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, carrying a natural allure.

Even in this dark, lightless Celestial Prison, it could not hide the breathtaking beauty on her body.

Lin Wan's breath hitched.

As a woman herself, the moment she saw the other party, she actually felt a sense of inferiority.

However, this feeling quickly dissipated from her mind.

"Such powerful charm techniques!"

Lin Wan's pupils constricted slightly; this kind of charm technique was natural and integrated with her body. If she didn't have cultivation herself, she would have been seduced long ago.

"This is the Saintess of the Red Lotus Demonic Cult. Her cultivation is powerful, so be careful and don't get close to her in the future." Chen Ran's tone was flat.

Lin Wan looked at this Red Lotus Witch, a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She had heard before that a Saintess of the Red Lotus Demonic Cult had been locked in the Celestial Prison, but she didn't expect her to be locked in Cell Ding.

Logically speaking, such a high-level criminal should be imprisoned deeper in the Celestial Prison; why would she be kept in the outermost layer?

"Brother Chen, why is she locked here?" Lin Wan couldn't help but ask.

"It's a decision from above," Chen Ran replied casually. "We just need to watch the prisoners; don't ask about other things."

The two's conversation also disturbed the beauty inside the cell.

Jiang Mengli opened her eyes, her gaze swept over Chen Ran, and then fell on Lin Wan.

After seeing Lin Wan's delicate appearance.

A playful arc curved at the corner of her mouth, and a trace of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"Yo, Jailer Chen." Jiang Mengli's voice was bewitchingly charming to the bone, with a trace of lazy hoarseness. "Haven't seen you in a few days, has the old tree bloomed? Where did you abduct such a delicate little apprentice from?"

Lin Wan's face flushed red, and she glared at the other party in shame and anger: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Oh my, so fierce." Jiang Mengli chuckled, the silver bells making a crisp sound with her movements. "However, this skin is quite well-born. It's a pity; wearing this dog skin just wastes such a good figure."

She leaned forward slightly.

"Little sister, this Celestial Prison is not a place for a pampered Young Miss like you. The men here don't really know how to cherish the fairer sex."

Jiang Mengli's gaze glanced at Chen Ran intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Wan felt uncomfortable being looked at by her highly aggressive gaze.

"Presumptuous!" Lin Wan stepped forward, hand on the hilt of her sword. "Having entered the Celestial Prison of the Demon Suppression Division, how dare you be so rampant!"

The cell was quiet for a moment.

Immediately after, Jiang Mengli burst into a burst of unbridled, charming laughter.

"Little sister, you aren't very old, but your temper is quite big."

Seeing the two at daggers drawn, the atmosphere was becoming increasingly wrong.

"That's enough."

Chen Ran spoke at the right moment, interrupting the impending conflict.

He tapped the iron bars with his scabbard, making a crisp "clang" sound.

"Is Brother Chen feeling heartache?" She said coquettishly. "I was just teaching her the rules of this Celestial Prison. What, are you afraid I'll hurt your little apprentice?"

Chen Ran couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her and turned to look at Lin Wan.

"Let's go, to the next one."

Lin Wan glared fiercely at Jiang Mengli, then unwillingly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and walked forward quickly.

Chen Ran shook his head and turned to follow.

Inside the cell, the charm on Jiang Mengli's face gradually faded.

She leaned against the cold iron bars, watching Chen Ran's figure gradually walk away.

A smile curved at the corners of Jiang Mengli's mouth.

"This little jailer is becoming more and more interesting."

Although her cultivation was currently sealed, relying on her previous experience, she could still see at a glance that the aura of this new female jailer was astonishing; she had likely reached the Sixth Realm or above, and it was impossible for her to be an ordinary person.

The waters of this Celestial Prison were becoming increasingly murky.

Jiang Mengli was silent for a moment, then began to circulate her Cultivation Technique, seizing the time to recover her strength.

The current Demon Suppression Division hadn't reacted to her situation, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be arrangements later.

The next time she made a move, it wouldn't be so simple.