180: Judge Reserve

“Host, don't forget, you still have a Judge's divine position. You can appoint a Judge to do this. For such small matters, isn't it perfect to appoint a Judge?”

In the System's view, a deity like the Host only needs to protect one side.

If there are any demons or ghosts, just summon Thunder Punishment to blast them to pieces.

As for matters of the imperial court, whether Liu Chongshan killed an entire family or secretly blew up the Blood Trail of the Underworld, these are all minor issues.

Delegate some authority, and naturally, those below will worry about it.

As long as the general trend remains unchanged, it is fine.

“Tong Ge, your method is quite good, but a Judge is hard to find! I've almost worn out the Book of Life and Death, and I haven't seen a suitable one.”

“System, do you have any recommendations?”

There are countless living beings.

Trying to pick a Soul suitable to be a Judge from among them is like finding a needle in a haystack.

A Netherworld Judge needs to be upright and incorruptible, fair and selfless, discerning of right and wrong, benevolent and compassionate, honest and self-disciplined... With so many requirements, even Lin Chuping himself might not be able to meet them all.

“Host, the System recommends the best candidate — Zhou Mingde.”

“Zhou Mingde?”

Lin Chuping went through his memories since Transmigration, and this person was not there.

Fortunately, he still had the Book of Life and Death.

“Zhou Mingde, a native of the Old Capital, courtesy name Zihui.

Lifespan: Thirty-two (ended).

Before his death, he served as a Principal of the Ministry of Justice. Due to his impartial handling of a dispute involving powerful figures, he was framed and exiled, dying of plague en route.

His Soul has lingered in the mortal realm for seven years and is currently wandering the Netherworld.”

In addition to these, there was a long record of his life. Lin Chuping's gaze quickly scanned Zhou Mingde's life record on the Book of Life and Death, nodding repeatedly.

Upright yet not rigid.

Unyielding.

“Tong Ge, the Netherworld truly needs such talent!”

He's the one.

***

At this moment, in the Netherworld.

A disheveled, dazed young man followed at the end of the line.

A day ago, he was a distinguished Principal of the Ministry of Justice, responsible for hearing the murder case of the Marquis of Pingyang's heir. Just as the case was beginning to show some progress, he was reported for colluding with demonic entities.

He was burned alive.

Zhou Mingde dazedly followed the procession, his steps feeling as light as if he were treading on cotton.

So, after death, Souls truly do exist.

He wondered if he could meet the son of the Vice Minister of Rites who was murdered.

If so, this case would achieve Perfection.

“Hurry up, it's your turn.”

“You're a new Soul, right? Go register with Young Master Zhao first.”

“...”

“Hey, why did this ghost just collapse? Don't blame me!”

The ghosts watching the commotion scattered.

***

The dazed Zhou Mingde, who had just been thinking of asking Young Master Zhao of this place about the son of the Vice Minister of Rites, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Mingde found himself in a solemn grand hall.

Candlelight illuminated all around.

His mind suddenly cleared significantly, as if a layer of dust had been wiped from a clouded mirror.

“Zhou Mingde, courtesy name Zihui, a native of the Old Capital, thirty-two years of age.”

Lin Chuping sat behind the desk, his voice clear.

“Before his death, he served as a Principal of the Ministry of Justice. Due to his impartial handling of the murder case of the Marquis of Pingyang's heir, he was framed and exiled, dying of plague en route.”

As Lin Chuping spoke, Zhou Mingde's consciousness became increasingly clear.

“Yes, yes, yes, I did not collude with demonic entities!”

Zhou Mingde suddenly became agitated, “It was the Marquis of Pingyang's Residence! They are—the masterminds. I have failed to live up to Your Majesty's trust.”

“I know.”

Lin Chuping raised his hand, signaling him to calm down, “It is recorded clearly in the Book of Life and Death.”