I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Pampered Rich Boy

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

This Martial Dao expert could really eat.

Half a bucket of porridge poured straight into the man’s stomach.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, “Sir, may I know your name?”

The man ignored Zhou Yi and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. His internal organs buzzed, and his muscles and bones trembled.

Blech!

The man spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as snow, and his spirit immediately weakened.

Zhou Yi watched from his side, noting to himself that the man’s healing process wasn’t going so well after all.

“What vicious poison!”

The man spit blood again as he spoke. “My name is Wei Chang.”

“What would you prefer to eat, sir? Shall I bring some tomorrow?” Zhou Yi had also brought in food for the prisoners before. He could sell it at a price a hundred times higher than outside, and the money he earned had already bought nourishing medicine.

Wei Chang said coldly, “I don’t have money to bribe you.”

“I just want to show you I admire your actions, sir!”

Zhou Yi said solemnly, “With my personality, I can’t sacrifice myself for others, but I can admire heroes. I can only send some food as a farewell to you, a hero!”

Wei Chang closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Zhou Yi left him alone. Just as he stepped out of the cell door, a voice came from inside.

“Do you have wine?”

“Sure!”

…

The next day.

First, Zhou Yi paid a visit to the front office to pick up the porridge bucket.

There were two prison kitchens, one large and one small. The big one was for gruel, and the brown rice and rotten vegetables were casually cooked there. It was fine as long as it didn’t kill anyone.

The layout of the small kitchen was exquisite. There were all kinds of ingredients for plates of chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Chef Liu was in charge of the furnace.

“Zhou Yi, they threw a new inmate into cell C9 last night and it seems they had a bad temper. Please wait on him carefully.” Chef Liu handed Zhou Yi the food box that he had prepared himself.

Zhou Yi asked curiously, “Brother Liu, what’s your background?”

So-called special prisoners were often locked up in Sky Prison. Often, the nature of their crimes was uncertain, or they were being protected by their family or colleagues. The small kitchen prepared their meals.

Chef Liu said in a low voice, “I heard that Minister Long’s only son got drunk at Spring Breeze Restaurant last night and got into a conflict with a merchant. He kicked his ass on the spot!”

Zhou Yi wondered, “Aren’t such cases sent to the Capital Prison?”

“But that’s not the whole story!”

Head Chef Liu peeked outside. Seeing that no one was around, he continued, “This fellow beat the guy to death, but he still wasn’t happy. He led a group of servants into his family’s house and…”

Then he made a throat-slitting gesture.

Zhou Yi could not help but be shocked. This Young Master Long was too arrogant. He even dared to commit mass murder at the feet of the emperor.

Incredible!

Zhou Yi carried the food container up to the prison. He greeted Zhang Zhou and the others and continued all the way to Prison C9.

Sky Prison had three sections: Section A was where thieves and criminals were imprisoned. In section B, political prisoners or scholars were locked up, while nobles and special prisoners were sent to section C.

Cell C9 was the neatest and most comfortable. It divided the original two cells into one room and one hall.

Zhou Yi knocked at the cell door. Before he entered, he heard a shout.

“Who’s there?”

The person who spoke was a burly man in martial arts clothing. He stared coldly at Zhou Yi.

“Brother, I’m here to deliver food to Young Master Long.” Zhou Yi respectfully handed over the food box.

There were four burly men outside Cell C9. Two of them guarded the cell door and the other two guarded the inner door. They were obviously in charge of protecting Young Master Long.

When the man heard this, he let down his guard and took out silver needles from his chest pocket to test the meal.

“Get lost!”

Zhou Yi bowed and retreated, preparing to close the cell door.

A young man came out from the inner room. His clothes were disheveled and his arms were wrapped around a beautiful woman.

“Fourth Brother, what has my father said about when I can get out of here?”

The Poison Tester responded, “Young Master, it’s a little tricky this time. That Chen guy is actually from a branch of the Duke of Qi’s Estate. You have to stay a bit longer.”

“What Duke of Qi? This is Fengyang Kingdom, it belongs to my father and…”

The cell door was now firmly shut. The words behind it were indistinct.