I Don't Eat Cilantro!

[Congratulations, you have obtained the following inheritances:]

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

[2, cultivation at the Spirit Gathering Fifth Level;]

[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 Arts Burning Cloud Hand (Mastery), Martial Arts Shen Family Spear (Mastery), Martial Arts Wind Surge Palm (Entry Level), Martial Arts 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 Spirit Gathering Fifth Level surged into his body, making him feel as though strength 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 every profound technique available to a Martial Artist, 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 also quite a few cultivation methods inherited from this simulation.

Aside from the four mid-tier cultivation methods Shen Qingshan had given him, there were dozens of family 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-tier, so there was little point in learning them.

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

Yet every cultivation method was stored in Chen Yi's memories. If they ever came in handy one day, he could retrieve them at any time.

Chen Yi glanced at his status panel.

Less than the time it took an incense stick to burn had passed in the real world, yet the data on his panel had changed drastically again.

[Name: Chen Yi]

[Realm: Spirit Gathering Fifth Level]

[Cultivation Methods:

--External Cultivation: Zhengyang Art (Mid-Tier, Mastery)

--Internal Cultivation: Fervent Heart Art (Mid-Tier, Proficient)

--Martial Arts: Burning Cloud Hand (Mid-Tier, Mastery), Shen Family Spear (Mid-Tier, Mastery), Wind Surge Palm (Mid-Tier, Entry Level), Cloud Collapsing Sword Technique (Mid-Tier, 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]]

[Acquired 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 reviewing the simulation to spare even a glance at the changes in the probabilities.

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

"From the numbers alone, the probabilities for Gold and Prismatic have both increased tenfold..."

But so what? Together, they only added up to 2%. Whether he could draw one still depended on luck.

A new guidance mission had also appeared.

[Simulation on cooldown. One year remaining.]

[You may choose to complete the following guidance mission to directly gain 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 back. Go home, wanderer!]

[Rewards:]

[1, Simulation Attempts +1;]

[2, Premium Entry Draw Attempts *1;]

[3, Spirit Guiding Pills *10.]

"What are we waiting for?"

With a bang, Chen Yi kicked the door open!

It was time to begin a dimensionality-crushing assault!

"What happened to the instructor? Why is he so angry?"

The lackey standing guard outside Chen Yi's door saw him kick the door flying and hurried over with a fawning expression to ask.

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

Now that martial strength was in his hands, all he wanted was to get his revenge in one glorious, satisfying burst!

Chen Yi shot the lackey a glance.

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

Chen Yi threw a punch, sending the lackey flying from where he stood. He slammed into the wall, leaving behind a human-shaped crater.

A patrol squad nearby heard the commotion and rushed over.

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

"Instructor Chen, what is going on?"

The lackey on the wall used the last of his strength to speak.

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

The Patrol Captain looked utterly baffled.

"What nonsense is this..."

Chen Yi remained perfectly calm.

"There's 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 every last tael of silver from it!"

A single penny could stump a hero.

In the real world, money was a necessity for survival.

Chen Yi had no intention of wasting time making money.

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

The moment the Patrol Captain heard that the money in the warehouse was about to be stolen, he could not let that slide.

Wouldn't that mean no wages next month?

He did not suspect Chen Yi too much.

At the noon banquet, the Gang Leader had slung an arm around Chen Yi's shoulders and called him brother. To doubt Chen Yi would be to doubt the Gang Leader's eye for people.

Chen Yi had only just arrived, so he was unfamiliar with the layout of the Black Stone Gang's headquarters.

Thus, he fooled these people into leading the way for him.

When the group reached the warehouse, they saw its doors standing wide open, with more than a dozen gang members carrying boxes out.

The Patrol Captain flew into a rage at the sight.

"You bunch of spies! So you really are stealing silver! Er Gouzi, go notify the Gang Leader! The rest of you, come with me and slaughter these bastards!"

The gang members carrying boxes outside the warehouse turned around.

There was no one behind them.

The Patrol Captain was calling them spies?

They were merely moving books and records out to dry in the sun so they would not grow moldy!

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

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

The two groups began fighting each other.

The Warehouse Manager stepped out. Seeing the situation, anger immediately rose between his brows.

"Wu! Are you rebelling?!"

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

Chen Yi watched from the side as they fought like dogs biting one another until their mouths were full of fur. It was quite entertaining.

While they were happily fighting, Chen Yi slipped into the warehouse, tore down cloth from a shelf, and made a bundle. Then he stuffed it full of the gold, silver, jewels, and treasures on the shelves.

There were also some pills in the warehouse. He had no idea what they were for, but he took them all the same.

As he packed, the small bundle proved insufficient.

Chen Yi emptied out a chest full of trash cultivation methods and continued packing everything into the large chest.

"This is all the blood and sweat of the people, earned by exploiting the poor! Today, I shall uphold justice on Heaven's behalf and let this wealth come from the people, then return to the people!"

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

Nor did he intend to leave the rest for the Black Stone Gang.

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 all the Black Stone Gang's property among themselves!

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

Seeing the Warehouse Manager's men and the patrol squad fighting to the death, his simple mind could not quite process it.

"What is going on here?! We're all brothers from the same gang, so why are you actually fighting with real blades and weapons?!"

The Patrol Captain said, "Who the hell is brothers with a bunch of spies!"

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