Chapter 790: Using Authority for Personal Gain

Even so, this Seventh Heaven Immortal Emperor refused to leave, wishing to stay and hope for a turning point.
“Leave now, younger brother Ling Jiu…”
It was not until Guangzhong, the Eighth Heaven Immortal Emperor in charge of maintaining order, stepped in to persuade him that he reluctantly retreated thousands of miles away, staying with those lower-ranked immortals yet still reluctant to part.
Under the gaze of over two thousand Immortal Emperors, Su Che raised himself slightly and shouted, “I don’t want to go on at length. I’ll just say a few words: to enter the Immortal Lord’s treasure vault, what’s tested isn’t one’s cultivation strength but rather luck—everyone’s fate.”
“Everything depends on luck! Those who are eliminated shouldn’t complain too much; they can only blame their own bad luck for not being chosen.”
“Well then, the first round of assessments will eliminate more than three hundred people, leaving exactly 1,800. Please prepare yourselves mentally for being eliminated.”
Su Che’s smile carried a hint of cruelty: “Who knows? You might just be one of those eliminated.”
Many Immortal Emperors looked puzzled, thinking, “Such an opening is quite unusual. Not wishing others well but only hoping they fail…”
After a brief pause, Su Che continued, “The first round of assessments is very simple. Please hand over the Golden Immortal-level prisoners in your possession to me. The lowest number—373—will be eliminated!”
“What?”
“Golden Immortal prisoners?”
Immediately, some Immortal Emperors exclaimed, “How can this be an assessment? Who would carry prisoners around just for fun?”
“Haha!”
Of course, some Immortal Emperors were overjoyed at this: “Great! I always keep all the prisoners in my own territory in my personal space. This is fate!”
Lao He in the Immortal Prison was also utterly impressed: “Master, your skill in using authority for personal gain has reached perfection.”
Su Che paid no attention to anyone’s comments and continued, “Please remember: do not resort to tricks or frame innocents, nor offer your own undeserving subordinates to meet the quota. If they’re called Golden Immortal prisoners, they must indeed be criminals deserving death. I’ll spend a whole year using soul-searching techniques to verify each one. If anyone cheats, they’ll be eliminated on the spot! You are all respected Immortal Emperors—please maintain your dignity.”
With a final shout, he asked, “Who’s first?”
Guangzhong, the Eighth Heaven Immortal Emperor, floated over and was the first to respond, “The test of luck is indeed unpredictable.”
As he spoke, he handed Su Che a spatial artifact containing seventeen Golden Immortal prisoners.

Su Che asked with a smile, “Why does Emperor Guangzhong carry so many Golden Immortal prisoners with him?”
“It’s just a coincidence,” Emperor Guangzhong replied with a smile and waved his hand. “It’s not worth mentioning.”
“The more it seems like a coincidence, the more it proves it’s the will of heaven,” Su Che said, bowing to him in congratulations. “Congratulations!”
The seventeen Golden Immortal prisoners would surely not be eliminated, as it was obvious that many Immortal Emperors wouldn’t be able to provide even one such prisoner.
After Guangzhong left, another female Immortal Emperor confidently brought twenty-three Golden Immortal prisoners and said to Su Che with a smile, “It’s my habit to personally take custody of all prisoners above the rank of Mysterious Immortal in my territory.”
“A very good habit!”
Su Che nodded and accepted them, offering his congratulations.
Next, Immortal Emperors with the same habit came forward one after another, handing over all their Golden Immortal prisoners to Su Che. No one wanted to be eliminated, so they gave everything without reservation.
Many even wondered if greater contributions might bring greater opportunities.
No one knew that Su Che could use these prisoners to create Immortal Fruit, so they could only interpret it as eliminating evil—a fulfillment of the will of heaven.
Of course, Su Che also recorded their names and the number of contributions they made, so as to determine a ranking.
In stark contrast to these smiling Immortal Emperors, nearly seven hundred Immortal Emperors had solemn expressions. They had gathered together long ago, communicating with each other to discuss strategies.
Obviously, these seven hundred people couldn’t provide a single Golden Immortal prisoner, and half of them would be eliminated—a result they were clearly unwilling to accept.
The closer they were to the Immortal Lord’s treasure trove, the stronger their resentment would be, something Su Che had anticipated.
The solution was simple: eliminate only one-seventh of them. Then, the temporarily victorious six-sevenths would naturally unite to suppress them.
Using the numerical advantage of the winners to suppress the eliminated, using people against people, using emperors against emperors—this was how each assessment unfolded, and so on.
The influx of Golden Immortal prisoners quickly filled up the Immortal Prison’s inventory. This process lasted two full days before ending, with over 1,400 Immortal Emperors contributing more than 9,000 Golden Immortal prisoners to Su Che.
“The Immortal Fruit that allows me to reach the Golden Immortal realm is definitely sufficient.”
Su Che, who was already at the mid-stage of Mysterious Immortal, was very satisfied. Just in the first assessment, he had made a huge profit.
“Pretentious! Despicable and shameless!” Lao He praised him with utmost admiration.
“I will keep working hard,” Su Che said calmly.

Among the Immortal Emperors, Feng Lin and Zong Yi had already received Su Che’s message reminders before coming here, each bringing dozens of Golden Immortal prisoners who were certain not to be eliminated. Additionally, Su Che promised to grant passage to the top ten registered Immortal Emperors. Even if some of them did not offer Golden Immortal prisoners, it was simply a matter for Su Che to decide. After all, when contributing prisoners, they were placed inside spatial magic treasures, so there was no need to release them. As for such cheating, Su Che had no conscience to worry about—he had said it clearly: no fairness, no strength, only luck. Having Golden Immortal prisoners with them meant good luck; receiving his favor also meant good luck. That was it. When no one else offered prisoners, Su Che announced to the many Immortal Emperors, “I need one year to verify each of those Golden Immortal prisoners individually. If there is any act of framing innocents, the cheaters will be eliminated immediately. Please wait patiently.” With that, he turned and entered the hall. Whatever verification he spoke of was actually just him cultivating by eating Golden Immortal Fruits. As for whether there were any unjust cases among these Golden Immortal prisoners, Lao He’s telepathy would be used to verify them one by one. Those who deserved to die would not be spared; those who shouldn’t die certainly couldn’t be turned into Immortal Infant Fruits. To improve his strength, Su Che could be selfish and despicable, but he would never go mad. The results were quite good—after Lao He’s thorough investigation, there wasn’t a single unjust case, indicating that the basic qualities of those Immortal Emperors outside were sufficient. Of course, Su Che had warned them in advance—that anyone with a bit of intelligence wouldn’t resort to such crude tactics. At the end of the year, with slightly improved cultivation, Su Che stepped out of the hall and announced to the long-awaited Immortal Emperors, “All the Immortal Emperors who submitted prisoners have passed this assessment. Congratulations to you all.” “Great!” All over 1,400 Immortal Emperors were overjoyed, while the remaining 700 were worried. Su Che continued, “The remaining 700+ Immortal Emperors, please note: according to the order in which you registered, those higher in rank have passed the assessment, while the lower 373 will be eliminated. After all, the order of registration also reflects the abundance of opportunities.” “Huh?” “Why?” “How can this be? It’s not fair!” Some Immortal Emperors, realizing something serious was wrong, immediately started protesting. They were all aware of their own ranking on the registration list. “Protests are invalid!”

Su Che spoke indifferently before handing the registration list to Emperor Guangzhong: “I must trouble Emperor Guangzhong to work with some of the Eighth Heaven Immortals who have passed the assessment to maintain order. The rest is up to you.”
“Rest assured, Judge,” Emperor Guangzhong replied eagerly, clearly delighted by the task.
Of course, Guangzhong knew that the more Su Che relied on him, the more attention he would receive in the upcoming assessments. After all, luck determined everything in these assessments—whether one was in the Eighth Heaven or the First Heaven, bad luck meant elimination!
Thus, Su Che, acting as a hands-off leader, returned to the hall, leaving those troublesome matters to those with tougher heads.
Emperor Guangzhong gathered dozens of Eighth Heaven and Seventh Heaven Immortals and, based on the ranking on the list, identified the 373 lowest-ranked Immortals out of 700 who couldn’t produce a Golden Immortal prisoner.
Eliminated!
There was nothing to say—this was fate!
Among the over 300 eliminated Immortals were more than a dozen extremely powerful Eighth and Seventh Heaven Immortals who were unwilling to accept such an outcome. But with just over 300 of them, they couldn’t compete with the 1,800 Immortals who had passed the assessment. Moreover, knowing that several high-ranking Immortals were watching and supervising, they lacked the courage to cause trouble.
“Accept it. This is fate, this is luck—there’s nothing we can do,” murmured one Eighth Heaven Immortal before flicking his sleeves and vanishing in a flash.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish…
Many disheartened Immortals chose to leave, while over a hundred who still harbored hopes retreated thousands of miles away to observe as bystanders…
But Su Che’s next decision shattered their last hopes as well. With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the hall and said, “Please, Emperor Guangzhong, open a random teleportation portal. Let’s change the assessment location.”
“A wise decision!” Guangzhong praised him naturally before swiftly opening a teleportation portal.
The 1,800 Immortals who passed the assessment then entered through this portal, heading to some unknown location in the Earthly Immortal Realm, making it impossible for the 300+ eliminated Immortals to find them in a short time.

This measure was taken to prevent a situation where, after each assessment, more and more people were eliminated until the number of losers surpassed that of the winners. With more people, there would be greater boldness, and the eliminated might band together to cause trouble. As a result, after each assessment, most people would be transported away, leaving the abandoned losers helpless and resigned. On the plain, Emperor Guangzhong was the last to enter the teleportation portal. Whoosh! The portal disappeared, completely cutting off any hopes or illusions of those watching from miles away. “Sigh!” At that moment, countless people sighed in unison…