Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1057 - Chapter 1057 Chapter 1061 The Unpronounceable Name

Chapter 1057: Chapter 1061: The Unpronounceable Name Chapter 1057: Chapter 1061: The Unpronounceable Name Evil Immortals are serial offenders.

If the case dates back to before the Yuheng Star Goddess ascended, or even earlier, his ability to avoid capture and destruction by the Righteous Gods for so long clearly demonstrates his knowledge of how to disentangle himself from affairs and to erase all traces of his presence.

Zhu Minglang had already learned this.

However, whenever he committed a crime, he would surely leave something behind.

For instance, why did he target the Wei Family in particular?

A clever habitual criminal’s choice of victims is never too deliberate.

Wei Zhuo and his son both died, and the entire family met a tragic end. Their ancestral hall was burnt down, and even neighbors died off…

Let’s not consider Wei Zhuo’s actions for now.

In the grand scheme, everyone associated with the Wei Family met a tragic fate!

Did this Evil Immortal hold a grudge against the Wei Family?

After all, looking at the cases in Pingbo City, they were all cases of natural death, with no others involved.

But for the Wei Family, the impact was vast, comparable to an emperor’s cruel punishment–exterminating ten clans!

Unfortunately, his family was no more.

And the neighbors were gone as well.

Zhu Minglang had no one to question for answers.

Luckily, Zhu Minglang found a yellowed notebook in the house, similar to one used by shopkeepers for accounting, but instead of tallying groceries, it contained concise entries of daily events.

Wei Zhuo had the habit of keeping a record of his life.

Such a habit is commendable; every villain likes to keep a diary, which saves the enforcers much trouble.

Zhu Minglang began to flip through it in the house…

From the entries, it was clear that Wei Zhuo truly adored his child. The majority of the content was about his child’s growth. Judging solely by this diary, Wei Zhuo could be confirmed to be a good father.

“Rui Xue, today the child sold a piece of cloth stained with grease. I was very displeased, but scolding him directly might not have made him listen, so I told him a story from when I was young to make him understand that what he did was wrong. The child seemed to understand; it looks like this method of teaching is very effective.”

“How many years ago was this story, twenty or thirty? I’ve forgotten the specifics.”

“There was a young salt seller who came to our door to sell salt by the bag. The salt looked and tasted fine, so I bought ten bags to store at home. To my dismay, except for the first bag, the other nine were just powder scraped from White Cloud Rock.”

“Not wanting my neighbors to be deceived, I roamed around for days until I saw the young peddler selling fake salt again. I caught him, and he begged me not to report him to the authorities, claiming he had a very ill brother. I felt compassion but suspected he was lying to me. So I asked to see his sick brother, but he hesitated and stuttered. I stopped believing him and handed him over to the authorities.”

Zhu Minglang stroked his chin and smiled after reading this passage.

Heh, you devious Evil Immortal!

No matter how vast your Divine Skills or how well you understand the laws of cause and effect, you couldn’t have anticipated that Wei Zhuo had the habit of keeping a diary!

Since he was handed over to the authorities, there would definitely be a record of it.

Even if it was from twenty or thirty years ago, the records would still be preserved, as Zhu Minglang had already experienced in the courts of Pingbo City. The Immortal Court in the mundane world was highly efficient!

This territory belonged to Moon City.

All he needed to do was to check the matter in the Moon City court, and the real name of the Evil Immortal would be known!

Additionally, it was clear the Evil Immortal was a resident of the Yuheng Fairy City!

…

Zhu Minglang arrived at the Moon City court and located the person in charge.

The official was not vague at all; knowing Zhu Minglang was a divine being, he immediately sent for the old case files to be retrieved.

“How long will it take?” Zhu Minglang inquired of the official.

“I’ll be quick, I have a rudimentary understanding of spells,” the thin official said with a smile, and he lightly laid his palm on the thick stack of case files.

As if by mere touch, he could rapidly read through the contents, his eyes moving at an inhuman pace.

One book after another, year after year.

Finally, the thin official lifted his hand, his eyes now focused.

“One hundred thirty-four pages,” he stated confidently.

Zhu Minglang promptly followed suit, flipping through the thick case files to that particular page number.

Zhu Minglang skimmed swiftly, and soon spotted the criminal record on the yellow, faded pages.

“Young Hong Mo, sixteen years of age, guilty of fraudulent profiteering, sentenced to fifty lashes and imprisoned for three months…”

The details of the case followed, describing more thoroughly than what was written in Wei Zhuo’s diary, including how many families were deceived, the total profit, and the methods used to adulterate products…

Additionally, this case was from forty years ago, so Wei Zhuo probably couldn’t remember it clearly, which meant that even if he had made a deal with the Evil Immortal, and even if it were the same Evil Immortal he brought to the officials, he wouldn’t recognize them.

“Why is selling fake goods considered fraud? The punishment seems a bit harsh,” Zhu Minglang said, puzzled.

“That depends on the discretion of the officials at that time. For such cases, a lighter sentence would consider it mere adulteration and deceit, a commonplace offense amongst traders, punishable by a fine or a ban on trading. A heavier sentence would elevate it to fraud, and if the sums involved were significant, the person could be beaten to death or imprisoned for over a decade,” the thin official explained.

“Oh, thank you, knowing the name and birth details is enough,” Zhu Minglang nodded his head.

With a name and birth details, as well as some childhood deeds, Zhu Minglang could begin the capture process within the Immortal Court Dream Hall. He’d first summon his Earth Soul, and even if he couldn’t pass judgment, he could still shake out some clues.

Once he found where the man’s Heavenly Soul was…

That would be the time for Zhu Minglang’s fierce execution of the Evil Immortal peddler!

No wonder during the Dream Hall session, Big Left and Big Right were unable to capture the adversary’s Heavenly Soul.

This guy was a bona fide Evil Immortal of Xie Cang, beyond the jurisdiction of his Righteous God Rules!

Zhu Minglang thanked the capable thin official and as he turned to leave, the official called out to Zhu Minglang.

“Superior God, please wait,” the thin official said.

“Have you found something else?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“If this individual is indeed the mastermind behind the Wei Family’s tragedy, then the people he wants revenge on are likely not limited to Wei Zhuo. You also feel that the sentencing forty years ago was somewhat inappropriate, right? I suspect the Evil Immortal’s next targets for vengeance may include the Adjudicator who handled this case forty years ago,” the thin official advised Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang’s eyes sparkled upon hearing this.

That makes sense!

An ordinary mortal official has such wisdom; his future is boundless.

“You’ve enlightened me, who was the Adjudicator forty years ago?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Let me check, it should be written on the last page of every case file…” This time, the thin official didn’t use any spells, but personally turned the page.

However, upon doing so, his brows furrowed, his face showing confusion and melancholy.

Zhu Minglang approached, his gaze fixed on the end of the case record where the signature should be, only to find it quite peculiar.

The signature was a name, of that, there was no doubt, but upon a cursory glance, it was right at the end. However, when you try to discern what characters it was, the name somehow appeared blurred, making it seem unfamiliar, and completely illegible, as if it couldn’t be articulated, even in one’s mind!

“Superior God, I’m afraid this Adjudicator may have ascended to immortality,” the thin official offered a bow towards the name and then spoke cautiously to Zhu Minglang.

“Indeed, some people’s earthly deeds become inscrutable once they ascend to immortality,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

He said as much, but Zhu Minglang’s expression turned serious.

With his own divine form, he should be on par with the North Dipper Seven Star God.

Yet, he could not discern the mortal name of the Adjudicator.

There was only one explanation: the other’s divine form was no less than his own!

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