Chen Xun transmigrated to the cultivation world three years ago. Without a spiritual root, he could only work as an assistant at an apothecary.
The day a local bully snatched someone in broad daylight, he saw a blood-red line of public resentment above the man's head.
[Public resentment has reached its limit. Guilt confirmed.]
[Publicly announce his crimes to borrow Heaven's punishment and execute judgment!]
When he finished reading the charges, his blade fell, and the bully was put to death.
Golden light from the Heavenly Dao descended, taking Chen Xun straight from an ordinary mortal to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
From then on, he exacted justice on behalf of the people, while the Heavenly Dao raised his cultivation.
But his blade followed three rules:
He would kill only when public anger demanded it, only with proof of guilt, and only in public.
Some burned their account books in the dead of night. Others pressured their victims to change their stories.
Chen Xun rescued the victims first, then laid the evidence before the crowd.
The powerful tried to use their connections to crush him, while the county magistrate tried to intimidate him with his official standing.
Chen Xun asked just one question: "Which of these crimes has wronged you?"
The common people came bearing petitions and gave him an umbrella covered in their fingerprints, a gift from the people.
A line of golden characters appeared on its handle:
[Heaven's Punishment Ranking: Chen Xun, ninety-ninth place.]
He had thought he was the only one wielding Heaven's punishment.
Who were the ninety-eight ranked above him?
