Chapter 6: Death Comes At Last
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Half a month later.
As Commandant Niu drew his tile, he mentioned that Su Wenhao had died in the Imperial Prison.
It was said that when he died, not many of his bones were intact.
“In our line of work, remember to be careful with your words!”
Commandant Niu reminded him, “Especially you, little Zhou Yi. Don’t stick around chatting when delivering food to prisoners. Assistant Minister Liu asked me to tell you not to eavesdrop and stick your mouth where it shouldn’t be!”
“They just barely got away with it.”
Zhou Yi felt a lingering fear in his heart. This was really a big lesson.
Fengyang Kingdom was not a society ruled by law. The life and death of an individual depended on their own interests.
A single sentence could be a fatal charge!
For example, Zhou Yi delivered wine and meat to Wei Chang and even called him a hero. His words were filled with praise. If someone reported that to the Imperial Court, at best, he would be exiled. At worst, he would be seen as Wei Chang’s accomplice.
If that happened, the Dao Fruit of Eternal Life would be wasted!
“Don’t make a fool of yourself!”
Zhou Yi warned himself that he would see more injustice and unhappiness in the future. He had to learn to let such things go.
Just stand at the side and watch. Don’t ask, don’t care!
He would do his best just to fit in with the mortal world.
Zhou Yi made a decision to just be the guy who delivered the food without any expression. He would save his smiles only for prisoners who offered him their silver.
After all, the jailer’s monthly salary was only five taels of silver. It was not even enough to spend an evening listening to music at Spring Breeze Tower.
The better the prisoners ate, the more money Zhou Yi earned every month. To tell the truth, he was the one winning out!
Another day rolled around.
A new prisoner arrived. He was said to be the leader of the rebels somewhere in the south.
Dark and thin, his face was wrinkled with grief. He didn’t look like a general commanding tens of thousands of men. He looked like an old farmer who should be tending his fields.
The appearance of the old rural general brought some excitement to Sky Prison.
Commandant Niu and a few officers tortured and interrogated him in different ways. In just a few days, the old farmer was already disfigured.
Though he lacked Wei Chang’s hard-as-iron bones, the old farmer’s mental endurance was actually better. He bore all kinds of torture methods such as clamping, the branding iron, the whip, the heavy flail… Yet he never let out a scream.
After each session, the old farmer spat out blood and still had the strength to curse.
“You dogs!”
“Continue if you have the guts. If you can make me beg for mercy, this old man will become your son!”
…
Zhou Yi stood to the side and listened. He suddenly saw how this seemingly frail old man could become a general.
After the general was locked up for a few days, he was sent to the market to be beheaded. Dozens of people were also beheaded on the same day. From the general to the platoon commander, the blood that sprayed out filled the execution ground.
The onlookers cheered loudly. They just wanted to watch the show and didn’t care why these people were beheaded.
Zhou Yi stood at the edge of the execution site and watched as the general’s head rolled. His eyes were still open as he glared at the executioner without giving in.
That night.
Zhou Yi returned to his small courtyard and meditated as usual.
After cultivating for more than half a year, hundreds of wisps of Inner Qi had accumulated within him. He was already completely proficient at this cultivation technique.
“The world is dark and there’s no limit to it. When it merges, the essence energy will mix together… Damn it, why won’t my heart calm down!”
Zhou Yi always had the image of the old farmer in front of his eyes. He heard from him that the state capitals in the south suffered from continuous droughts, and hunger was everywhere. The government officials embezzled all the disaster relief food.
There was cannibalism!
word was terrifying. Behind
is to be
the frustration in his heart. If he continued to cultivate the Origin Returning Technique, it was very likely that his Inner Qi would go
I ease
thinking it over, he finally thought
who worked and lived under too much pressure. In order to avoid falling into depression, they would vent their emotions by scolding and beating up fake people. Supposedly, this was
taboo that if anyone hears it, I’d have to kill them. But
a brush, ink, and a blank book. He wrote in the writing system from his previous life. Even if someone saw it, they would not recognize
I
pondering for a moment, he wrote, “In the 39th year
of the rebel general today. This dynasty is rotten from top to
was writing the diary to scold people, so there was no need to be
good person. He wants to live forever. It would be
palace alchemists for lack of professionalism. They could use cinnabar, lead ingots, and gold.
world of martial arts cultivation. It was normal for itinerant cultivators who
I’ll curse Emperor Chongming.
of this, he immediately felt refreshed
important to set goals. A hundred
…
Half a month passed.
Yi started writing in
Long was jailed for murder again. It’s said
that he’s back in Sky Prison, he is as arrogant as ever. Just because he
“…I won’t forget this!…”
matter isn’t
I’ll be waiting for
He wrote another few hundred words to scold Emperor Chongming
Another month passed.
wrote down
the New Year, and I’m still not in
a false flag. Yet, all the officials of the Imperial Court
rebel army had already reached Yuzhou and was only a few hundred kilometers away from the Divine Capital. Instead
“…Fengyang Kingdom is doomed!…”
have a few choice words for Emperor
…
“…40th year of Chongming…”
our
transform from a man to a woman through use of
some women’s boudoirs and
who pretended to be a beautiful woman and the criminal took the bait. He was finally captured
such as mixing some laxative powder in
a bit
the bastard emperor’s
Yi fed the rapist a few packets of laxative powder, and meanwhile, discovered a method to disguise himself with makeup. In the future, as the years
to find that it was safer to hide in the Sky
…
the 50th
leader was
officials were terrified, and the state was
that a change of dynasty would take place on this day. He had prepared many grains and vegetables and hidden them in
end, the Eight-Armed King suddenly
to rush out of the city gate and defeat the rebel army, putting an end to the siege of
strength is no match for fate. Fengyang Kingdom’s luck
In the end, he couldn’t help
The damned emperor still has to collect birth dates. I heard that some government offices will
Zhou Yi had saved 500 taels of silver. He found a cheap dojo and began to
this time of crisis, even Sky Prison
learning to fight, the ability to
…
45th year of Chongming.
prisoner had been sent to Sky Prison. He was the eldest son of that
forty-year-old prince in the world? No
mild-mannered to be the son of such a terrible
succeed. It was rumored that the emperor was protected by a Martial Dao master. As it turned out, the Eight-Armed King’s
as usual and found
might be able to shatter bricks with his palm. Yet according to the
right back then. It was very difficult for ordinary people