I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

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.

whole thing was

about how to keep

the Dao Fruit of Eternal Life, he couldn’t give up on training. What if one day, he encountered a demonic cultivator abducting

not

life, and he would have to cultivate his

arts in this

already obtained the Dao Fruit, so he would not give up on his long-term

could only choose Martial Dao for

money and improve my life first? If I can’t get soap, I can

and songs.

“At worst …”

in the Divine Capital, and the prison is in charge of

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 then—

from outside and whispered something

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

too many slackers in the prison,

get

and said, “Master Lei has instructed that the thief who was imprisoned a few

full name was Lei Hu, and he was in charge of the prison. Not counting

do it, I’ll

red, and the shadows of the lamp swayed like

our website wuxia worldsite.

and lost everything. I

a dozen people

for a moment

Room A-12. He opened the cell door and saw a man hanging upside

much in his

woke him up. Without asking

Whap! Whap! Whap!!

bloody mark

irritated the man’s wounds.

the man’s teeth were gone and half of his tongue was

sipped his tea. He whispered to

watched the man suffer. They either looked refreshed, ignored him, or bet on how

A long while passed.

tired of whipping. He picked up the red branding iron and casually

Tsssssss!

the room. The man was already on the verge of

called on Zhang Zhou to stop

had already finished taking notes on the interrogation process. He picked up the man’s palm and left a

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