72: Chapter 72: Prison Six Activated!

Lin Heng finished the last noodle, wiped his mouth, and downed the brown drink in one gulp.

What to do next?

He lay down on the bed and rubbed his eyes.

Go find Zhao Yueyin?

Lin Heng thought for a moment, recalled the drama where she would hide poison there, and ultimately abandoned the idea.

"Better than my own right hand!" Lin Heng remarked.

Forget it, forget it, Lin Heng shook his head.

He had already deduced the Cultivation Technique.

He opened his little notebook.

Zhao Hui and Chen Min had already been retaliated against.

"Deputy Group Leader Xiao Moqing?" Lin Heng stared at the name, stunned for a moment. "Who is this?"

He thought for a good while before remembering that the person was a Deputy Group Leader of the Dragon Group; it seemed he had only been added to the little notebook because he had threatened Prisoner 3. (Chapter 5).

"Below that is Mu Xue, and then the Pill King."

Lin Heng clutched the notebook and clicked his tongue.

"It feels like there's no need for revenge."

Mu Xue, of course, goes without saying.

And as for the Pill King, it feels like Prisoner 4 has already retaliated.

"Written after that is Chu Nanxuan, and then the Falun Kingdom." Lin Heng shook his head again.

"Forget it. Chu Nanxuan only entered high school when Prisoner 5 was forty-four; as of now, he hasn't even been born yet."

Thinking this, Lin Heng reached for his phone on the side and accidentally scrolled through videos until twelve o'clock at night.

"How is it already midnight!" Lin Heng quickly put down his phone.

"I only intended to watch for half an hour, oh my!"

"Forget it, let's just use the simulator."

"Prisoner 6, activate!"

As he said this, Lin Heng tapped to start the simulation.

[Yes / No, consume 10 Talent Points to perform a simulation?]

"Yes!"

[Simulation started.]

[Remaining Talent Points: 625.]

Lin Heng watched the text on the simulator begin to scroll.

[You lie on the bed, look at your body, and realize you have entered the simulation.]

["Does that mean I am Lin 6?" You stroke your chin and think this.]

"You're right, Prisoner 6!" Lin Heng said, looking at the text on the simulator.

[Since it's a simulation, there's naturally no need for the inhibitions you have in reality.]

[Thinking this, you sense the Spiritual Qi in the surroundings.]

["Forget it, I'll talk about it later." You open your eyes, the corners of your mouth curling up.]

[You think of something the original body has always wanted to do but never dared to.]

[You go to the bathroom.]

[The moment the Talent Points arrived, the original body felt its control over itself reach an unprecedented height. A bold idea formed in your mind, but you hadn't acted on it.]

[Now that you are a simulation, what are you afraid of?]

[You think about it and mobilize your body.]

[The plane has successfully taken off!]

Lin Heng's face turned black: "..."

Fine, it is indeed his style; he even seriously considered for three seconds whether he should try it too.

Unfortunately, the simulator doesn't have a pause function.

"Sigh." He sighed and continued reading.

[The plane has successfully taken off!]

[The plane has successfully taken off!]

[...]

Lin Heng: ...

It looks like he is completely hopeless!

["Is Dad here?" The door of the rental apartment is knocked on, urgently and respectfully.]

[You open your eyes abruptly and glance at the time.]

[A full two days have passed.]

[You stand up, your legs feeling weak and your vision going dark in waves, until you mobilize your Spiritual Qi to wash over your entire body, only then barely steadying yourself.]

["Hoo!" You take another deep breath before going to open the door.]

[Standing outside the door are an old man and a young man.]

[You recognize the young one; he is the great expert at the Half-step Dark Realm, Zhou Qingming.]

[The old one is wearing a Martial Artist's outfit and looks energetic.]

[It is nine times out of ten Zhou Qingming's Master, Great Elder Liu Jinsong.]

["Dad!" The moment Zhou Qingming sees you, he kneels down and kowtows to you respectfully.]

[You are stunned for a moment, and Great Elder Liu Jinsong on the side is also stunned.]

[Only then do you remember that you did indeed call yourself this guy's dad at that time. (Chapter 41)]

[Originally, it was just a joke to take advantage of him, but now it feels like you are the one being taken advantage of.]

["Qingming, don't be rude!" Great Elder Liu Jinsong glares at Zhou Qingming on the side.]

[That day, when Zhou Qingming returned to the Iron Hand Sect, he began spouting nonsense, saying he had met a figure like an Immortal, and even said something about the first step of the Cultivation path being the Innate stage.]

[Great Elder Liu Jinsong found it utterly ridiculous after hearing this. What kind of person is an Innate expert? How could that possibly be the first step of the Martial Dao?]

[His first reaction was that his foolish disciple had been deceived, so today he dragged this guy along to see exactly what kind of Immortal figure it was.]

[The moment Great Elder Liu Jinsong sees you, he is even more convinced of his thoughts.]

[Twenty-something years old and an Immortal figure?]

["Kid, I heard from my disciple that you are an Immortal-like figure, and that the Innate stage is merely the first step of Martial Dao cultivation?" Great Elder Liu Jinsong looks at you and sneers: "With no Internal Energy at all and unsteady footsteps, where did this Jianghu con artist come from, daring to scam my disciple, Great Elder Liu Jinsong!"]

[Great Elder Liu Jinsong steps forward, looking at you coldly.]

[Zhou Qingming is scared to death hearing this; he saw with his own eyes inside Wanhao Bar how you waved your hand and made a building disappear.]

[Actually, on the way here, he could sense his Master's attitude. He had already said on the way that they should be polite to you, but it seems his Master didn't listen.]

["Master—" Zhou Qingming glances at his Master.]

["Shut up, you brat, you've been scammed and you don't even know it!" Great Elder Liu Jinsong raps Zhou Qingming on the head and says.]

[Zhou Qingming feels secretly sad in his heart, daring not to look up, let alone look at you.]

[It's over, he thinks to himself.]

[You, on the other hand, lean against the doorframe nonchalantly and yawn.]

["Come! Take off!" You wave your hand at Great Elder Liu Jinsong.]

[A burst of Spiritual Qi instantly envelops Great Elder Liu Jinsong's body.]

[The plane has successfully taken off.]

[Of course, don't misunderstand; this is take-off in the physical sense.]

[Great Elder Liu Jinsong is completely enveloped by your Spiritual Qi and sent into the sky.]

[You make him spin several Thomas flares in the air before he returns to the ground.]

[As soon as Great Elder Liu Jinsong's feet touch the ground, he stumbles a few times and sits down on the ground with a thud.]

[He is now in a state of Chaos, seeing stars.]

[Zhou Qingming rushes over to support his Master and breathes a sigh of relief.]

["Thank you, Dad, for being magnanimous and sparing my Master's life!"]

[Zhou Qingming kneels on the ground and kowtows to you again.]

[You wave your hand: "Stop, stop, stop. If you call me Dad again, I will make you die a very ugly death."]

["Yes, yes, yes, Great Master Lin, is this form of address acceptable?" Zhou Qingming looks at you and says respectfully.]

[You think for a moment: "Call me Elder Lin. I'll go be an Honorary Elder of your Iron Hand Sect, is that okay!"]

[Prisoner 4 was an Honorary Elder of the Iron Hand Sect back then, so you also want to be one.]

[However, the main reason is that you want to use the Iron Hand Sect's name to participate in this year's Pill King Conference.]

["Yes, yes." Zhou Qingming nods repeatedly.]

[He doesn't have the authority to decide on an Honorary Elder for the Iron Hand Sect, but his Master does. Having witnessed your strength, he surely won't refuse.]

[Suddenly, Great Elder Liu Jinsong, who is being supported by Zhou Qingming, opens his eyes.]

["Master, are you awake?"]

[Zhou Qingming helps his Master up.]

[After all, Great Elder Liu Jinsong is a Transcendent Early Stage Martial Artist; flying a few Thomas flares in the sky didn't actually cause him any serious injury.]

[The first thing he does upon waking is break free from his disciple's hand and kneel on the ground decisively.]

[Great Elder Liu Jinsong kneels on the ground and says respectfully: "Great Master Lin, it was I who failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please be magnanimous and do not hold a grudge. From today on, the Iron Hand Sect is willing to follow your lead, Great Master Lin."]

[You look down at Great Elder Liu Jinsong kneeling in front of you and suddenly smile.]

["Little Liu—" you drawl, "To tell you the truth, I still prefer that unyielding attitude you had just now."]

[Great Elder Liu Jinsong's facial muscles twitch, and he forces out a smile that is uglier than crying: "Great Master Lin, you, you are joking..."]

[From that moment just now, he had already realized the gap between you.]

[Even the top-tier Transcendent Martial Artists couldn't do that. There was only one possibility: an Innate Grandmaster.]

[As for the even higher legendary Martial Saint, Great Elder Liu Jinsong dared not think about it.]

[But one thing was certain: as long as they latched onto your thigh, the Iron Hand Sect would take off entirely and might leap to become the number one Sect in Fei City!]

[Then Great Elder Liu Jinsong heard some explosive news.]

["Wh-what? Great Master Lin, you want to participate in the Pill King Conference?" Great Elder Liu Jinsong doubted for a moment if something was wrong with his ears.]