I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Connate Grandmaster

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The next day.

Sky Prison.

Zhou Yi carried his last meal and arrived at Prison C9.

Dressed in white, the four sons and three daughters lay neatly on the ground, no longer breathing. The woman in mourning clothes lay on the ground, her eyes blank.

Li Xiong stood in the cell and looked coldly at Zhou Yi. “Remember, I’m waiting here with my wife and children. Tell Li Wu when he comes in!”

Zhou Yi frowned when he saw the tragedy of the father killing his children in the cell. He looked around the cell and realized that there were no prison guards on duty. The imperial court did not intend to carry out a public execution. It signaled for Li Xiong to commit suicide in the Sky Prison.

“The Grand Marshal is incorruptible and has made outstanding contributions. In the future, he will be worthy of being recorded in the history of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.” Zhou Yi had spoken to Li Xiong yesterday and had already gone slightly overboard out of indignation at slaughtering the common people.

How could they speak ill of Li Wu and the imperial court today? Even if the officials wanted to kill the entire Li family, they had to praise the loyal monarch on the surface.

“He will come. I will wait for him!”

After Li Xiong finished speaking, he slapped the woman’s forehead and then slapped his head. The couple died with their skulls shattered.

“If you knew this would happen, why did you do it!”

Zhou Yi pretended to panic and went out to call the prison guards to carry Li Xiong and his family out of the cell. Naturally, the Li family members would come to collect their corpses. As for whether they could be buried in the ancestral grave, no one knew.

“I’m in a bad mood today, so I’ll choose an unlucky person to use my Demonic Technique!”

Zhou Yi carried the good wine and dishes and swayed to Prison A-12.

The prisoner was as strong as a bear and was half a head taller than the torture rack. There were a few scars on his shiny bald head. He’s the type of man that commoners would report when he walked on the streets.

The prisoner glanced at the wine and meat and licked his lips. “Is it my turn today?”

“You sure know your stuff.”

Zhou Yi set up the dishes and brought the meat to the prisoner’s mouth.

The prisoner did not stand on ceremony and ate the meat and drank the wine happily. In the end, he burped. “I’ve heard outside that there’s a prison guard in the Sky Prison who likes to torture experts in the martial world. No one can survive his torture.”

“Do I actually have a reputation in the martial world?”

This was the first time Zhou Yi had heard of this matter. His life was simple, and he did not care about the martial world or the imperial court.

The prisoner said, “The martial world calls you Old Demon of Blood Prison. It’s rumored that your entire family died at the hands of martial arts experts. That’s why you’re so ruthless.”

“Old Demon?” Zhou Yi looked at his white hair and nodded slightly. “This nickname is not bad. It’s quite imposing. The fellow daoists in martial arts had flattered me!”

The prisoner said coldly, “You’re like a turtle, hiding in the Divine Capital and not going out. Otherwise, you would have been beaten to death!”

“Maybe they came to the Divine Capital, but no one knows.”

It had been very lively for the past two years in Zhou Yi’s small courtyard in the Divine Capital. The date trees in the courtyard grew vigorously, and his colleagues praised the sweetness and deliciousness of the dates. Perhaps it was because the experts of the martial world had achieved Body Tempering, and their flesh and blood contained special energy that the dates planted were not ordinary.

Zhou Yi planned to plant grape vines and invite his colleagues to try it.

“I don’t believe it. I’ll try your torture today.” The prisoner said proudly, “Back then, I committed a murder in the temple and I survived when 18 monks beat me till their punishment sticks were broken.”

“So you’re a Buddhist disciple. Pardon me.”

Zhou Yi cleaned up the dishes and placed his palm on the prisoner’s dantian, circulating the Heaven Devouring Demonic Technique. Thick inner Qi flowed out of the prisoner’s body like a floodgate being opened. In just a moment, the inner Qi in the prisoner’s dantian was completely devoured.

“What is this—” The veins on the prisoner’s bald head throbbed, and his eyes widened in disbelief. “Heaven Devouring… Demonic Technique?”

“You actually know?” Without waiting for the prisoner to speak, Zhou Yi slapped his head. Inner Qi seeped out of his body and turned his brain into tofu. “The more you know, the more curious you are, and the more dangerous you are!”

…

At the beginning of the twelfth year of Hongchang.

Grand Marshal Li Wu had defeated the enemy’s main force at Snake Mountain and killed 200,000 people, capturing the Third Prince of Great Yong alive. Then, he chased the defeated soldiers for 1,200 kilometers and completely reclaimed the old territory of the Fengyang Kingdom.

When the news reached the Divine Capital, the citizens cheered. The court officials were silent.

That same autumn.

Li Wu led his army into Great Yong and broke through twelve cities in a row, reaching Great Yong’s southern border, the Heavenly Barrier Soul Suppression Fortress. The commander of the Soul Suppression Fortress allowed Li Wu’s shouts for challenge and refused to come out. Great Yong sent an envoy to seek peace.

…

The changes in the outside world had nothing to do with Zhou Yi.

In the courtyard.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged under the grape trellis and silently circulated the Heaven Devouring Demon Technique. Inner Qi that surged like a river flowed through his meridians, faintly emitting the sound of raging waves hitting the shore.

“In seven years, I’ve devoured the inner Qi of more than 90 martial arts experts… Now, I’ve finally reached the 500-year limit!”

Zhou Yi applied for leave from the prison and focused on seclusion at home until he broke through to the Connate realm.

“According to the description of the Demonic Technique, my inner Qi has reached 500 years. As long as I keep circulating it until I can use the power of Heaven and Earth, I can naturally comprehend the Connate Grandmaster realm!”

His inner Qi followed his meridians and circulated for more than ten heavenly cycles.