I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: The Flying Rainbow Swordsman

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The prison never saw the light of day, and the aisles were lit only with oil lamps.

It was dim and gloomy, and it was hard to tell day from night.

A prisoner had just come in and was still making scratches on the wall. He had stayed up too long and painted all over the wall. He no longer had the spirit to count the days.

After all, there were few people capable of walking out of Sky Prison alive!

Zhou Yi had an impression of this prisoner who was meditating. His surname was Su, and it was said that he was once a literary tycoon in Jiangnan.

Because he had written a poem that went against the current era, it attracted the Embroidered Uniform Guard to investigate. Somehow, they found evidence that he had tortured his servant to death and imprisoned him.

With his family giving him money, he could eat more porridge every meal!

Perhaps one day, when the new ruler ascended the throne and pardoned the world, this person would be released.

“No wonder he’s in such a good frame of mind!”

Zhou Yi finished distributing the porridge and walked out of the cell.

Voices began to sound, and then came closer.

They were noisy at first, then turned into shouts of all sizes. It sounded like they were gambling.

It had been 300 years since the founding of Fengyang, and there were many common problems in the dynasty. For example, the emperor required everyone’s date of birth, and the governance of officials was lax.

The rules in Sky Prison were not as strict as the rules of the Founding Ancestors. Otherwise, Zhou Yi would not have been recruited.

It seemed that most of the prison guards would slack off and disappear. The few lieutenants on duty would drink and gamble every day.

Zhou Yi compared the rules in the history books to the current situation in the Fengyang Kingdom. There was a high chance that a change in the ruling dynasty was imminent.

“Are you done delivering food, Zhou Yi? Come and play with me!” The voice of Zhang Zhou awoke him from his thoughts.

Zhang Zhou kept blowing into his palm as if hoping to increase the luck of the tiles he was playing with.

Zhang Zhou was a lowly official in the Imperial Court. He happened to be Zhou Yi’s direct superior and had a good relationship with his deceased father.

Zhou Yi shook his head. For one thing, he was cautious and not good at gambling. Secondly, he did not have any money.

The previous occupant of this body had bought medicine every day to nourish his body and spent all the family’s money. In the end, it was still useless and the soul from the Blue Planet was able to occupy his body.

Standing behind Zhang Zhou and watching for a while, the game appeared to be similar to Pai Gow. The banker was Niu Xiaowei.

The whole thing was boring.

Zhou Yi calmed down and thought about how to keep training in the future.

Even if he had the Dao Fruit of Eternal Life, he couldn’t give up on training. What if one day, he encountered a demonic cultivator abducting people, or immortals fighting to destroy a city?

Natural and man-made disasters could not be avoided by caution alone.

His Dao Fruit gave him eternal life, and he would have to cultivate his Dao Protection Technique to keep it!

“In the memories of my predecessor, I’ve never heard of cultivation training methods. I don’t even know about immortals. I’ve only heard that martial arts in this world are divided into Internal Qi and Body Tempering. As for the specifics, I’ll have to go to the martial arts school to ask.”

Cultivation was for the purpose of longevity. Zhou Yi had already obtained the Dao Fruit, so he would not give up on his long-term goal to seek immortality.

Therefore, he could only choose Martial Dao for the time being!

“Should I make a bunch of money and improve my life first? If I can’t get soap, I can get access to a saltpeter greenhouse…”

“Or plagiarize some poems and songs. With fame, money…”

“At worst …”

“Forget it for now. Currently, there’s a courtyard in the Divine Capital, and the prison is in charge of food. Don’t cause any more trouble because of some money.”

Zhou Yi did not believe in the ancient business environment. In a purely official society, he had nothing to stand on but a large amount of silver. He was just a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Just then—

A scribe came from outside and whispered something in Niu Xiaowei’s ear.

The lieutenant was a ninth-rank official in Sky Prison. He was in charge of ten different assignments and ten prison guards.

According to the law, Niu Su could manage 100 people. Now, there were too many slackers in the prison, and he only had 20 to 30 jailers under him.

“Brothers, let’s get to it.”

Niu Su threw the tiles on the table and said, “Master Lei has instructed that the thief who was imprisoned a few days ago must be interrogated and branded today so as not to delay the execution.”

Master Lei’s full name was Lei Hu, and he was in charge of the prison. Not counting the imperial guards guarding outside, he could be said to be the highest-ranking official in the prison.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”

Zhang Zhou’s eyes were a little red, and the shadows of the lamp swayed like ghosts.