I Don't Eat Cilantro!

I Don't Eat Cilantro!

[Congratulations, you have obtained the following inheritances:]

[1, thirty-nine years of travel memories;]

[2, cultivation at the fifth layer of Spirit Gathering;]

[3, "Eidetic Memory (Purple)," "Ginger is Still Old and Spicy (Purple)," "Has Demonic Aura (Green)," "Spider Senses (Green)," "Badminton Master (White)"... thirty-nine entries in total;]

[4, External Cultivation Zhengyang Art (Mastery), Internal Cultivation Fervent Heart Art (Proficient), martial art Burning Cloud Hand (Mastery), martial art Shen Family Spear (Mastery), martial art Wind Surge Palm (Entry Level), martial art Cloud Collapsing Sword Technique (Entry Level)...]

Inside the Black Stone Gang, in Chen Yi's own room.

The second simulation had ended.

Cultivation at the fifth layer of Spirit Gathering surged into his body, making him feel as though power flowed through him without end!

More importantly, he could sense a new kind of power within his body—Spiritual Qi!

If Blood Qi was the foundation of the body, then Spiritual Qi was the foundation of all a Martial Artist's mysterious arts, including martial arts!

Martial arts driven by Spiritual Qi were far more powerful than those blasted out through brute physical force alone; they could even undergo a qualitative transformation!

Some martial arts could not even be used without Spiritual Qi.

There were quite a few Cultivation Methods inherited from this simulation as well.

Aside from the four mid-grade Cultivation Methods Shen Qingshan had given him, there were also dozens of family-inherited Cultivation Methods obtained from Sun Cheng'en's personal guards.

However, the simulated Chen Yi had not learned them all. Most of those Cultivation Methods were low-grade, so learning them would not have meant much.

Besides, he did not have that much energy to spare.

Still, every Cultivation Method was stored within Chen Yi's memories. If they ever proved useful someday, he could retrieve them at any time.

Chen Yi glanced at his status panel.

Less than an incense stick of time had passed in the real world, yet the data on his panel had changed drastically once more.

[Name: Chen Yi]

[Realm: Fifth Layer of Spirit Gathering]

[Cultivation Methods:

—External Cultivation: Zhengyang Art (mid-grade, Mastery)

—Internal Cultivation: Fervent Heart Art (mid-grade, Proficient)

—Martial arts: Burning Cloud Hand (mid-grade, Mastery), Shen Family Spear (mid-grade, Mastery), Wind Surge Palm (mid-grade, Entry Level), Cloud Collapsing Sword Technique (mid-grade, Entry Level)...]

[Equipped Entries (7/7): Simulator [Prismatic], Eidetic Memory [Purple], Low-Grade Bone Structure [Green], Serious Punch [Green], Spider Senses [Green], Has Demonic Aura [Green], Badminton Master [White]]

[Obtained Entries (119): Ginger is Still Old and Spicy [Purple], Effort Will Be Rewarded [Green], The Older the More Fortunate [Green], Night Owl [White], Hunger Resistance [White]...]

[Current probabilities for entries of each quality:]

[White Common 79%, Green Rare 14%, Purple Epic 5%, Golden Legend 1.9%, Prismatic Myth 0.1%]

He had been too busy watching the simulation to even glance at the changes in the probabilities.

Only now did he find the time to take a look.

"The probabilities for gold and prismatic entries have both increased tenfold, at least judging by the numbers..."

But it was useless. Together, they only added up to 2%. Drawing one would still depend on luck.

A new guidance mission had appeared as well.

[Simulation cooling down. One year remaining.]

[You may choose to complete the following guidance mission to directly obtain a simulation opportunity.]

[Guidance Mission: Leave the Black Stone Gang and take Dachun to your hometown in White Cloud County!]

[The Black Stone Gang can no longer hold you. Go home, wanderer!]

[Rewards:]

[1, Simulation attempts +1;]

[2, Premium entry draw attempts *1;]

[3, Spirit Guiding Pill *10.]

"What are we waiting for?"

With a bang, Chen Yi kicked the door to his room open!

It was time to begin a crushing blow from a higher dimension!

"What's gotten into Instructor Chen? Why is he so angry?"

The little lackey standing by outside Chen Yi's door saw him kick the door flying and hurried over with a fawning smile.

Chen Yi did not have a single good impression of anyone here—not even the dogs—in this gang that had persecuted him and Dachun.

Now that strength was in his hands, all he wanted was to take his revenge in one glorious sweep!

Chen Yi shot the lackey a glance.

"I don't eat cilantro! Who told you people to put cilantro in the hot pot at noon?!"

Chen Yi threw a punch. The lackey took off from where he stood, slammed into the wall, and smashed out a human-shaped crater.

A squad of guards patrolling nearby heard the commotion and rushed over.

They looked at the man embedded in the wall, then at Chen Yi.

"Instructor Chen, what happened?"

The lackey on the wall used the last of his strength to say,

"Captain Wu... it was the cilantro... Instructor Chen... doesn't eat cilantro!"

The Patrol Captain looked utterly baffled.

"What the hell are you talking about..."

Chen Yi remained perfectly calm.

"No need to panic. He was a spy."

"A spy?"

"Take me to the warehouse, quickly! I just forced a confession out of this spy. He has accomplices who have already infiltrated the warehouse as workers. Today, they plan to steal all the silver from it!"

A single penny could stump a hero.

In the real world, money was a necessity of life.

Chen Yi had no desire to waste time making money.

The best method, naturally, was to rob the rich and aid the poor.

The moment the Patrol Captain heard that the warehouse's money was about to be stolen, he could not sit still.

Wouldn't that mean no wages next month?

He did not suspect Chen Yi too much.

After all, during the noon banquet, the gang leader had slung an arm around Chen Yi's shoulders and called him brother. Suspecting Chen Yi would be the same as doubting the gang leader's eye for people!

Chen Yi had only just arrived and was unfamiliar with the layout of the Black Stone Gang's main headquarters.

So he fooled this bunch into leading the way.

When the group reached the warehouse, they happened to see its doors standing wide open, with over a dozen gang members carrying boxes out.

The Patrol Captain flew into a rage at the sight.

"You pack of spies! So you really are stealing silver! Er Gouzi, go notify the gang leader! The rest of you brothers, come with me and slaughter these bastards!"

The gang members carrying boxes at the warehouse entrance turned around to look.

There was no one behind them.

The Patrol Captain was calling them spies?

They were carrying books and files outside to air them in the sun so they would not grow moldy!

Before they could explain, the patrol squad's blades had already swung at their necks.

"What are you doing?! Wu, have you gone mad?!"

The two sides began fighting among themselves.

The Warehouse Manager came out, and when he saw the scene, fury shot to his brow.

"Wu! Are you rebelling?!"

"Bullshit! You spies, not one of you is getting away today!"

Chen Yi watched from the side as the dogs tore at one another until their mouths were full of fur. It was quite entertaining.

While they fought with wild abandon, Chen Yi slipped into the warehouse, tore down some cloth from a shelf, and made a bundle. Then he stuffed the gold, silver, and jewelry from the shelves into it.

There were also some medicinal pills in the warehouse. He had no idea what they were for, so he took them all as well.

As he kept loading things, the small bundle was no longer enough.

Chen Yi emptied out a box full of trash Cultivation Methods and continued packing things into the large box.

"This was all hard-earned wealth squeezed from the poor! Today, I will uphold justice on Heaven's behalf—let this wealth come from the people, then return to the people!"

There was simply too much stuff in the warehouse for Chen Yi to take it all away.

He did not intend to leave the rest for the Black Stone Gang, either.

Later, when he went to the docks to pick up Dachun, he would have the laborers there come to the warehouse and take whatever they needed, dividing up every last bit of the Black Stone Gang's property!

At that moment, Shi Lao Si arrived at the warehouse entrance with a group of men.

Seeing the Warehouse Manager's people and the Patrol Captain's people fighting to the death, his simple-minded brain could not quite process it.

"What's going on here?! We're all brothers from the same family, so why are you really fighting with blades and spears?!"

The Patrol Captain said, "Who's brothers with a pack of spies!"

The Warehouse Manager said, "Fourth Leader! Wu is rebelling!"