304: Chapter 303 Tian Ce Prefecture Branch: The City of Sin is Established!

The City of Sin, a dark fortress that had stood in the Chaotic Star Sea for tens of thousands of years, welcomed its new era today.

As the head of the City Lord rolled to the ground, and with the proclamation that echoed from within the main hall of the City Lord's mansion, the entire city seemed to experience a magnitude ten earthquake.

Following a brief, deathly silence, an uproar mixed with fear, confusion, and ecstasy erupted.

Inside the main hall of the City Lord's mansion.

The original "dark style" decoration, which was gloomy and hung with skulls and the fur of unknown creatures, had been completely dismantled.

Lin Feng was a particular person, or rather, a nouveau riche.

He found that stuff unlucky, so with a wave of his hand, he ordered Liu Ming to lead people in conducting a thorough "deep cleaning" and "luxury renovation" of the entire mansion.

The main hall was now magnificent and golden.

The floors were all replaced with top-grade Spirit Stones, each piece worth a fortune; the pillars were painted with gold powder bought from the Deep Sea Merman race, shining brilliantly under the illumination of night-luminescent pearls; even the two originally ferocious and terrifying stone guardian beasts at the entrance had been ordered by Lin Feng to be replaced with two giant, beckoning lucky cats made of pure gold.

The style changed abruptly, turning from a horror movie directly into a festive comedy.

At this moment, Lin Feng sat with his legs crossed on the brand-new golden throne, holding the deed that he had just obtained—still stained with the blood of the City Lord—and was issuing instructions to the System.

"System, change this lousy name. 'City of Sin' sounds like a villain's lair. Although we are indeed not good people, we still have to care about our corporate image, right?"

[Ding! Please provide a name, Host.]

Lin Feng rubbed his chin, his eyes flashing with the light of ambition: "Let's call it... Tiance Mansion · Star Sea Branch!"

"I want these three words to become the most coveted and terrifying synonym in the entire Immortal Realm!"

"Liu Ming!"

"Your subordinate is here!" Liu Ming looked up from a pile of ledgers, his face haggard from overwork, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Go, replace that gloomy plaque at the city gate for me! Use the most expensive Profound Yellow Divine Jade and carve these seven large characters on it! The characters must be big, bright, and have special effects! Make sure even a blind person passing by can feel the overwhelming aura of wealth hitting them in the face!"

"Yes!"

Liu Ming received the order and left. Less than half an hour later, a giant jade monument a hundred zhang high was erected at the city gate, flowing with light and color, divine radiance shooting into the sky, directly dispersing the haze within a hundred miles. The three characters of "Tiance Mansion," each contained a trace of Saber Intent injected by Lin Feng, incomparably domineering.

The next step was the most critical—restructuring the defense and recruiting soldiers.

"Liu Ming, post a notice."

Lin Feng, while cracking top-grade Spirit Melon Seeds redeemed from the System, instructed like a wealthy landlord: "We are new here; although we have taken over the territory, we lack manpower. The original guards are mostly fence-sitters and are unreliable. Although I am not short of money, I am short of real fighters."

"Recruit soldiers! As for the benefits... set them high! For regular soldiers, a monthly salary of ten High Grade Immortal Crystals! Plus a 'Spirit Pool' soaking opportunity once a month! Squad leaders get double! For the commander level, I'll directly give them an Acquired Spirit Treasure! And the kind with elemental attributes!"

Liu Ming, who was drinking water, sprayed it all over the floor.

"Cough, cough, cough! Chief, are you playing for real? Ten High Grade Immortal Crystals?! Previously, that old miser, the City Lord, only gave the personal guard team ten Medium Grade Immortal Crystals a month! You have directly raised the industry standard by a hundred times! This will cause inflation!"

"Your perspective is too small, isn't it?" Lin Feng glanced at him, looking disappointed, "What kind of place is our Tiance Mansion? It's a concentration camp for super-rich! If I give too little, it embarrasses me! I want everyone in the entire Star Sea to know that following me, Lin Feng, starving three meals a day is a thing of the past; now, it's stuffing yourself nine meals a day!"

"However—" Lin Feng's tone shifted, and his originally teasing eyes became as sharp as a blade, "I only want elites. Those losers who only know how to bully the old, weak, sick, and disabled, or who only know how to stab people in the back, are not wanted at all."

"Add one clause to the notice: the recruitment interviewers will be myself and the Fugui personally. Only 'villains' who pass the assessment are qualified to take my money. I want wolves, not dogs."

Once the news got out, the entire City of Sin—oh no, Tiance Mansion Branch—instantly boiled over!

Countless desperate outlaws hiding in dark corners, wandering Cultivators, and even Devil Heads wanted by various Sects all rushed towards the registration point with red eyes. The scene was a hundred times crazier than snatching eggs at a supermarket discount in his previous life.

In the square of the City Lord's mansion, there was a sea of people, and Evil Qi soared into the sky.

Lin Feng sat on a high platform with a table in front of him, while the Fugui squatted on the table, wearing a big gold chain around its neck, holding "Pass" and "Eliminated" signs, looking very serious (pretending).

The first person to come up for an interview was a three-meter-tall man with a face full of flab, carrying a ghost-head saber that was still dripping blood, his whole body exuding a thick, bloody stench.

"My name is Zhao Tie! Known as 'Ghost Fear'! I have killed eight hundred Mortals and slaughtered thirty villages! Am I ruthless enough?" The big man patted his chest, shaking his fat, looking proud.

Lin Feng didn't even lift his eyelids, didn't even look him in the eye, and simply waved his hand: "Eliminated. Next."

"Why?!" Zhao Tie was unconvinced, his eyes widening in anger, "I am a villain! Does this not meet the standard?"

"What skill is there in bullying Mortals? That is for cowards and trash." Lin Feng said coldly, his tone carrying a hint of disdain, "True villains are those who wield their blades against the strong and say no to the rules. Someone like you who only dares to attack those weaker than yourself is not qualified to enter my Tiance Mansion."

"I don't accept this! I want to fight you one-on-one!" Zhao Tie roared and raised his saber, about to charge.

"Fugui, see him out."

"Squeak!"

The Fugui turned into an afterimage, its seemingly small hind legs instantly erupting with terrifying power, kicking Zhao Tie right in the butt.

"Boom!"

Zhao Tie flew out like a cannonball, tracing a beautiful parabola in the air, flying three thousand meters away and disappearing into the horizon.

"Next!"

The second one to come up was a thin man with shifty eyes, looking extremely wretched, walking without making a sound.

"Hehe, Young Master Lin, this little one is named 'Three-Hands'. I don't have much combat power, but I've stolen the underpants of the top ten Sects of the Righteous Path... oh no, I mean, Secret Manuals! I also dosed those hypocrites who claim to be righteous with laxatives, making them crap for three days and three nights at the Dao Discussion Assembly, losing all face!"

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he put down the melon seeds in his hand.

"What a talent! This kind of method, while not fatal, is extremely disgusting and capable of breaking the opponent's mentality—it deeply wins my heart!"

"Pass! You are assigned to the 'Special Reconnaissance Team', with a monthly salary of twenty High Grade Immortal Crystals! Your task is to go and make trouble for the eyes and ears of the Heavenly Court!"

The thin man was overjoyed and knelt to kowtow: "Thank you for your grace, Lord! In the future, even if I have to steal the foot-binding cloth of the Queen Mother of the West, I will get it for you!"

"...It's not necessary to be that perverted; I don't collect that kind of stuff."

The subsequent interviews were even more bizarre.

Some were hired because their mouths were so sharp they could curse people to vomit blood, assigned to the "Cursing Battalion"; some were assigned to the "Logistics Archaeology Team" because they were good at digging holes and graves, responsible for finding relic resources; there was even a scholar who looked weak but was chosen by Lin Feng because he had schemed an entire Family to death, becoming a member of the Military Advisor Corps.

In just three short days.

Lin Feng had assembled a three-thousand-person "Elite Villain Group."

This group of people were all ruthless characters who licked blood on the tip of a blade, each possessing unique skills (although most were rather sinister). But under the powerful adhesive of money, they erupted with unprecedented loyalty to Lin Feng.

After all, who doesn't work for someone? Working for a boss who is so generous and understands them so well is a blessing!

At night, on the city walls.

Lin Feng looked at the brand-new city, feeling the soaring Luck, his heart filled with heroic spirit.

"System, activate the city defense upgrade mode."

[Ding! One hundred million critical hit points deducted! Divine-Grade defensive Formation 'Money Barrier' has been applied!]

[Characteristics of this Formation: As long as there are enough Spirit Stones, even a quasi-saint would have to kneel and knock on the door! The defensive power is directly proportional to the funds invested by the Host!]

As the System's prompt faded, a faint layer of golden light curtain shrouded the entire city, with the patterns of copper coins faintly flowing on it.

"Liu Ming, just watch."

Lin Feng patted Liu Ming on the shoulder, "From today on, this place is our bridgehead in the Immortal Realm. No matter who it is, if they want to touch my, Lin Feng's, territory, they must first ask if the money in my hand agrees."

Liu Ming looked at his Chief's high-spirited back, his heart also boiling with excitement. But at the same time, he had a trace of hidden worry, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Chief, we are so high-profile, and we even changed the name to Tiance Mansion; the Heavenly Court must have already noticed. They will not let this rest."

"What is there to fear?"

Lin Feng sneered, his gaze looking towards the distant horizon, as if piercing through the Void Realm, "I even sold that old kid Haotian's ring; am I afraid of him sending people to bite me? If he doesn't come, how can I film the trailer for the next episode of that recording stone?"

"It just so happens that my big saber has long been hungry and impatient. Using a few Heavenly Court immortals to sacrifice to the flag is the only way to be worthy of the grand opening of my Tiance Mansion!"

It seemed to be to confirm Lin Feng's words.

Just at this moment, the originally star-studded night sky suddenly darkened without any warning.

A terrifying pressure, accompanied by earth-shaking war drums, rolled down from the Nine Heavens, instantly shrouding the entire Star Sea branch!

That was—the wrath of the Heavenly Court!