Chapter 12

"Who?" James Carter pointed in the direction of the voice, and in just a thought, an old man in gray, tightly bound, instantly appeared on the Immortal Execution Platform. As soon as he landed on the platform, his body automatically assumed a kneeling posture, waiting for James Carter to bring down the blade. Any immortal who entered the Immortal Execution Platform had already been stripped of all cultivation; even though James Carter was a mere mortal, relying on the power of the platform, he could do whatever he wished to these immortals.

"A few months ago, you dug up an iron box from my temple and even bowed to me. Have you forgotten?" The old man's clothes were tattered, not matching the status of an immortal at all. "Hardly anyone visits my place, let alone bows to me, so I remember it quite clearly."

With these words, James Carter understood at once—this old man was clearly a The Landlord. A The Landlord is neither great nor insignificant, barely considered a deity.

"So it was you!" James Carter smiled, but did not rush to swing the blade. After all, he was the only executioner here, and the Heavenly Court's Immortal Execution Platform did not require any particular timing; when to execute was entirely up to James Carter.

"You, a mere mortal, how dare you commit such a heinous act of treason?" The old The Landlord suddenly became indignant, loudly reproaching James Carter.

"You know I am but a mortal. How could I have any say in such matters?" James Carter stroked the deadly blade in his hand, answering casually. To even ask such a question, to be so lacking in sense and so pedantic—no wonder he was just a The Landlord, and such a poor one at that.

"Rebelling against the Heavenly Court, an act of great treason!" The old The Landlord kept repeating himself, but it was always these two phrases, especially "great treason," which he could not stop saying.

"Heaven's way has its order, but the heavenly law is ever-changing." James Carter saw no point in arguing with the old The Landlord, and simply gave his own reason: "All these years, the key positions in the Heavenly Court have never changed hands. If the heavenly law is ever-changing, why is the Jade Emperor always the same person? Why is the Queen Mother always her? So many experts have ascended, regardless of their cultivation, they can only become the lowest-ranked heavenly soldiers or maids. If it were me, I might rebel too!"

This was, after all, the reason those people rebelled against the Heavenly Court, and James Carter certainly knew it. But as soon as he said it, he realized it was like playing music to a cow.

"Great treason! Great treason!" The old The Landlord was so furious that he could say nothing else.

"Whether great or small, it's not my concern. I am just a humble mortal and cannot manage such matters." James Carter smiled calmly and said to the still fuming old The Landlord, "Before your body perishes and your spirit dissipates, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Perhaps I can help you with one or two."

"Wishes?" The old The Landlord was stunned, then immediately cursed angrily, "My wish is to tear those rebellious traitors to pieces!"

"If those rebellious traitors don't include me, perhaps I can help you with some of them." James Carter smiled faintly, ignoring the old The Landlord's agitation. "Of course, you know as well as I do, they can't all be killed, but I can help you kill some. However, in fulfilling your wish, what's in it for me?"

"Hmm?" The old The Landlord clearly hadn't expected James Carter to respond this way. He struggled on the execution platform, turning his head to look at James Carter in disbelief. "You—you mean it?"

"The current cultivation sects, the immortal and mortal realms, are always entangled. I have an irreconcilable grudge with Xuantian Sect, and killing some of them is something I must do." James Carter was very serious. "I swear by my heart demon, I will definitely kill members of Xuantian Sect. If you have no other last wishes, then rest in peace!"

"Since you dare to swear by your heart demon, I will trust you this once!" The old The Landlord did not dwell on how a mere mortal like James Carter could know so many secrets of the Heavenly Court. Hearing James Carter's oath, he believed him. "If you ever get the chance to leave the Immortal Execution Platform, go to my shabby temple in the mortal world. Under the altar, I hid a few catties of spirit stones before I ascended. I was poor all my life, and that's all I left behind before ascending. It's all yours! Do it!"

"Every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. You and I have no old or recent grudges. I am only doing my duty, following orders. Forgive me!" James Carter stood up, recited these words to the old The Landlord, and then, without hesitation, brought down the blade. In an instant, the old The Landlord's head fell. Blood spurted everywhere, but not a drop touched James Carter.

Hiss—a long breath was drawn in, and the old demon Yi's cultivation method began to circulate again, quickly absorbing and dissolving the old The Landlord's life essence. Instantly, a surge of heat rushed to the crown of James Carter's head, then circled several times along his meridians before finally dissipating without a trace. With just this one act, James Carter achieved what killing hundreds of mortals could not.

With his eyes closed, James Carter waited until the heat in his body faded before opening them. He immediately noticed something strange about the ring on his hand. With a thought, he discovered that the merit points on the ring had changed from zero to several hundred thousand.