Chapter 722.
In all the worlds of the heavens, there were three, six, nine classes of people.
This was actually quite normal, the concept of class was omnipresent, it was just that the Thousand Star Immortal City played out the hierarchy.
Understanding the rules, the next natural step was to talk about the price.
The officials of the household office made a list for Wang Duan on the spot.
D class city residents 100,000, C class 200,000, B class 500,000, A class 1 million!
The price is clearly labeled, and it’s all fair game!
This official, presumably because he saw that Wang Chuan was easy on the eyes, kindly reminded, “If you don’t have enough spirit stones, you can apply for the C-class qualification first, and then advance by accumulating merits.”
Although Thousand Star Immortal City’s citizens were divided into four classes, there wasn’t a second promotion channel between the upper and lower classes other than “donating” spirit stones.
That was merit!
The concept of merit is exactly the same as the merit points of clans and families.
After transferring his citizenship to the city, Wang Chen could slowly build up his seniority, take on some official missions to save up merit points, and then he could be promoted once he had enough, which would save him a large amount of spirit stones.
Wang Chen didn’t have any hesitation, “I’m applying for B class city registration.”
The official’s goodwill was wasted, but for Wang Chen, the most important thing at the moment was to gather the treasure of condensing Dan to break through the Jindan realm, compared to hundreds of thousands of spirit stones was nothing at all.
Wang Chen insisted, the official naturally could not say anything more, and gave him the relevant procedures.
After paying the application fee of 100,000 spirit stones, Wang Chen received a temporary identity plate and a token.
With this identity nameplate, he could freely enter and exit Thousand Star Immortal City, but he could not reside in the city overnight.
When the application was approved, the Household Registration Department would send a message to Wang Chuan, informing him to come to record his registration and change his license.
Of course the fees had to be paid in full.
“Thanks for your hard work.”
After walking out of the Household Office, Wang Chen patted Pei Yan’s head, “I’ll look for you in the future if there’s anything.”
The situation in Thousand Star Immortal City had been basically understood, and the matter of transferring citizenship had been completed, so he gave this kid fifty spirit stones to be considered as a hard-working fee.
After dismissing Pei Yan, Wang Chen returned to his residence.
He discussed with the landlord, Zi Ling, and renewed the lease for another half month.
Because the review of the application for transferring one’s citizenship would take almost that long, Wang Chuan would have to stay here for another ten days or so.
In the next few days, Wang Chuan didn’t rush to the city above to see what was going on, but rather turned around on both sides of the river at the foot of the Dragon Turtle to learn more about the situation at the “grassroots” level.
Thousand Star Immortal City’s jurisdiction was 10,000 miles in circumference, and within a few hundred miles of its core area, there were millions of grassroots cultivators living there.
A small number of these cultivators possessed Grade D city registration, and most of them were unregistered cultivators who relied on cultivation, hunting, gathering, mining, and other hard labor to make a living.
Since the Thousand Stars Immortal City is home to countless chambers of commerce, the commercial trade is extremely developed, so as long as they are willing to work hard, it is still not a problem for the average Qi Practicing cultivator to make a living.
The most important thing is that Thousand Star Immortal City belongs to the Grade B Immortal City, there are God-realizing True Monarchs sitting in the town, and there are nearly a hundred Jindan YuanYing, so the strength is many times stronger than Yongle Immortal City.
So even if you were to live underneath a dragon turtle, it would still be very safe!
The Mountain Moving Sect had the ability to overthrow Yongle Immortal City, but if it was replaced with Thousand Star Immortal City, it would definitely not even dare to touch it.
The lower level was still like this, let alone the upper level.
Wang Dust felt that this Thousand Star Immortal City was the most suitable place for him to condense the dan and prove the Dao.
It’s just that unexpected situations will always appear unexpectedly.
This day, Wang Dust just came back from outside, he saw the door of the small building he rented was wide open, and at the entrance there were two fierce and vicious cultivators standing in front of him.
There were also noises and cries coming from inside!
The surrounding neighbors are probing and watching, but no one dares to come in to see what’s going on.
Seeing such a scene, Wang Chen couldn’t help but frown.
But his footsteps didn’t stop, and he was unsurprisingly stopped at the door.
“Get out of the way.”
Wang Dust said indifferently, “I’m the tenant here, get out of the way!”
Saying that, he exerted the intimidating aura of a high-level Zifu.
The faces of the two cultivators guarding the door changed in unison, and they couldn’t help but take a step back, making way for the passage.
Wang Chen took a step into the living room, only to see Zi Ling arguing loudly with a middle-aged cultivator, with a few guys who didn’t look like good guys standing beside her.
The young girl didn’t notice Wang Chuan’s appearance, her face was red, her eyes contained tears, and she was furious to the extreme.
And that middle-aged cultivator had a withered face and swollen eyelids, a disheveled look, but he was still sticking his neck out in a brutal stance.
After listening for a moment, Wang Chen roughly understood the situation.
It turns out that this middle-aged cultivator is precisely Zi Ling’s father, he lost his family’s property because of gambling, and is now bringing people from the gambling house to take over the house.
In addition to claiming spirit stones from Zi Ling to pay off the rest of the gambling debt.
The problem was that the home was gone, where would Zi Ling have any spirit stones to give to her gambling dog old man!
“Zi Ling, save father!”
The middle-aged cultivator who had been brutal and overbearing just a moment ago suddenly knelt down and begged, “If father can’t get three thousand spirit stones today, they’ll sell me to the mines to dig for minerals, and I’ll die!”
Zi Ling took two steps back to avoid it, and said with tears in her eyes, “All my spirit stones have been given to you, where can I find another three thousand spirit stones to come out!”
The middle-aged cultivator swallowed his saliva, his eyes dribbling, “Then why don’t you ……”
“Wait!”
Wang Dust could no longer watch and stepped forward to interrupt, “This house changed hands, so is my lease still valid?”
Zi Ling wiped her tears in a panic and said, “I’m sorry, I’ll find a way to pay you back your rent.”
The little bit of rent she had collected from Wang Dust earlier had already been raided by her own old man.
“I knew you had a way!”
The middle-aged cultivator immediately jumped up and yelled, “Give it to me first, I’m saving my life!”
Zi Ling shook her head, revealing a look of mourning.
Her emotions were so strong that they had an effect on Wang Dust, and she couldn’t help but feel a trace of pity.
“Forget it.”
Wang Chuan didn’t want to get entangled with someone over this amount of spirit stones and get into this kind of family dispute.
Just as Wang Dust turned around and was ready to leave and find another place to stay, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly stopped him and asked shyly, “This fellow Daoist, what do you think of my daughter?”
Wang Chen was puzzled: “What how?”
The middle-aged cultivator simply picked it out directly, “Although my family’s Zi Ling isn’t pretty, she’s very capable, and she’s still a virgin, with a cultivation at the seventh level of Qi cultivation.”
“Three thousand spirit stones ……”
He raised three fingers, “As long as three thousand spirit stones, she is yours, beat or scold her as a maidservant or a furnace pot!”
Wang Duan was shocked.
There was such a brazen and shameless person in this world!
He couldn’t help but look at Zi Ling.
He only saw that the young girl was stagnant, and her original soulful eyes were completely numb with the color of death.
This was clearly the appearance of despair to the extreme.
He pondered slightly.
“Good.”