Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 95 - Retribution

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 Retribution

Jiang Ning left the hospital, looked around, and proceeded down the street towards Xingda Road.

On the way, he encountered a luxurious restaurant and decided to get some takeout.

But knowing that many restaurants outside had hygiene standards that didn’t make the cut, he cautiously projected his Divine Sense toward the kitchen.

In the kitchen, a chef with a tall hat had just finished cooking a dish and instructed the young man with a buzz cut beside him:

“Take this dish to the waiter.”

The buzz-cut young man gazed at the dish, tantalizing in aroma and appearance, and while he was dying to taste it, he wouldn’t dare sneak a bite in front of the chef:

“Understood, master.”

This buzz-cut youth was the restaurant’s assistant chef, more elegantly referred to as an apprentice, but crudely put, he was just someone doing odd jobs.

Carrying the dish, he then ran into another young man who was pointing and directing everyone around him.

The assistant chef looked at him with eyes full of longing. Among the numerous assistants, there was one particularly terrifying figure, the boss of all assistants, known as the He King!

Every assistant chef’s goal was to become the He King, for with that status came the hope of breaking through to the chef realm.

That was what every assistant chef was striving for!

Sadly, becoming the He King was no easy feat.

The buzz-cut youth cursed under his breath. An assistant chef works to exhaustion every day, treated like a dog, earning only one thousand five hundred.

But just wait until the day he becomes a chef, life would greatly improve. The young assistant chef thought about a new recipe he had learned from his master today and was filled with anticipation for the future.

Inside the restaurant, while the waiter transferred the dish and thought no one was looking, he quickly snatched a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chewing it over, he remarked, “Not bad, the flavor is especially good today, the damn customers are getting quite the treat.”

“So what if they have money? They’re still eating my leftovers.”

He placed the dish onto the food elevator.

Jiang Ning skipped over this restaurant and continued on his way.

At the second restaurant, which was a bit smaller, the chef was rushing, “What’s the matter with the side dish? We’re still short one, Xiao Wang, get me some enoki mushrooms!”

Assistant chef Xiao Wang said, “Master, they aren’t washed yet, should I go wash them?”

“Wash what? Just bring them to me!”

Xiao Wang, puzzled, “Aren’t they dirty if we don’t wash them?”

The chef: “Am I the chef, or are you the chef? Get a move on and bring them over.”

Xiao Wang reluctantly scooped a handful from the plastic bag, the chef ripped it open, and tossed it straight into the pot.

These restaurants really opened Jiang Ning’s eyes with their sneaky eating and unwashed vegetables. Dismissing them one by one, he finally found one that seemed hygienic enough.

Jiang Ning went in to order a few dishes, agreeing to pick them up later.

Then, he turned into the alley next to him, activated the Concealing Qi Technique, and speedily headed towards Xingda Road.

There were relatively few people around, as it seemed that the buildings in the area were about to be demolished. The few remaining shops were quiet and the distress on the small business owners’ faces was evident.

Jiang Ning looked at a pink electric scooter by the roadside, which belonged to Xue Yuantong’s house.

Next to the scooter were traces of a fall on the curb.

Currently invisible due to the Concealing Qi Technique, no one could detect him. Jiang Ning stepped on the ground, casting a magic formation to determine the time the accident occurred.

His eyes flashed brightly, surveying the road where several tire tracks had passed over.

One of them matched the time Aunt Gu fell, almost precisely. Without a doubt, this was the vehicle responsible for her broken arm.

Jiang Ning fell silent for a while. Aunt Gu was gentle and not one to make a fuss. According to his estimate, she was the type of person typically not wanting to cause trouble.

Such a person was unlikely to lie.

If what Aunt Gu had said was true, the car was largely at fault. The sudden movement had startled her, and although the driver saw Aunt Gu fall, they did not stop but instead drove away.

Even if the driver panicked and fled for fear of being scammed, it was unquestionably the driver’s fault. Unfortunately, there were no cameras nearby to provide evidence.

‘Let’s go investigate; the driver’s morality does seem to be quite lacking.’

Jiang Ning stepped on the ground, activating an Array. The surface of the Array revealed several trigrams reflecting off each other.

This was the ‘Earth Trigram Tracking’, an advanced Tracking Array that could find the source by capturing a strand of essence. The downside was that each activation consumed a considerable amount of mana and Divine Power.

The positions on the ground changed consecutively, finally converging into a dark light.

Jiang Ning lightly touched the dark light, feeling a certain guidance from it. The target was about six kilometers from here, which would take him approximately three minutes at his pace.

“The restaurant should take a while longer, so I’ll go check this out first.”

Jiang Ning took out a Jade Bottle and tossed a Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth to replenish the mana he had used.

He placed a Spiritual Sense Imprint on Aunt Gu’s scooter. Hmm, right on the battery. Some thieves only steal the battery, which is particularly despicable.

With Divine Step activated, three minutes later, he arrived at a residential complex.

This complex was mid-to-high-end, in the same category as the one where his uncle lived.

Following the imprint, Jiang Ning made his way to the door.

He entered the garage and found a white Porsche coupe. The last two digits on the license plate were ’62,’ which confirmed the car’s owner.

Jiang Ning employed the traces within the car to once again execute “Earth Trigram Tracking” and pinpointed the owner’s location.

The other party was on the fifth floor, not too high. Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense spread out, and the balcony door was open.

Simultaneously listening intently, the voices of two women came from inside.

Having identified his target, Jiang Ning prepared to go up.

Now, he was a “Great Cultivator” at the Qi Cultivation Second Level, even on the verge of breaking through to the Qi Cultivation Third Level, no longer at the mere Qi Cultivation First Layer with scant Mana…

The robustness of the Qi Cultivation Second Level’s Mana, combined with his Nascent Soul True Monarch’s control, meant he no longer needed to climb stairs.

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Jiang Ning fully activated Divine Step; with a light leap, he reached the third floor, stepping on the external unit of an air conditioner, making only barely discernible noise upon landing, his Spiritual Power protecting his entire body, absorbing the force.

His toes tapped against the wall, another step, and he was on the fifth-floor balcony.

Jiang Ning stepped onto the balcony and walked into the room.

Before his eyes, two unfamiliar women were in the midst of an argument.

One was about fifteen or sixteen, and the other around twenty-six or twenty-seven; both women were quite striking in appearance.

“Do you not have a driver’s license? Could you not drive the car next time?” the younger girl said with a poor tone.

“It’s really dangerous. I don’t care if you get hurt, but I’m afraid you might hit someone else.”

The older, fashionably dressed woman looked displeased as she retorted,

“Did I hit anyone? I didn’t hit anyone!”

The girl scolded her, “You, you would boast about hitting someone, about scaring someone to death?”

“If I were you, I’d go to the hospital now and apologize to them. How could my brother marry someone like you.”

The woman replied disdainfully, “Mu Ying, you are so naive. So what if I hit them? There was no harm done.”

“A little girl like you who hasn’t been out in society would think that way. Go out on the streets and see for yourself, I tell you, at least one in ten people don’t have a driver’s license.”

“You’ll suffer karma for this.” Mu Ying had never seen someone who had done such a thing and was proud of it; it was disgusting.

Hearing these words, the woman almost laughed out loud:

“Karma? To think you’re a student of Second Middle School, even if that old woman broke her arm, so what? Can she find me?”

Her expression filled with resentment, “If you don’t like what you see, why don’t you go find a traffic cop?”

“Do you dare? If you do, believe it or not, your brother will kick you out.”

“Still believing in karma? It’s a huge joke.”

Mu Ying was at a loss for words, the situation in her family was too complicated.

Seeing Mu Ying fall silent, the woman couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

She had married into this family but indeed it was Mu Ying’s brother who had married up. She was an only child, beautiful, with a bachelor’s degree, and her parents were in business – owning five or six houses in Yuzhou, and property in An City and Nan City as well.

She was spoiled since childhood and could live quite well even without working.

In fact, since graduating, she hadn’t been employed – her parents gave her money, her husband gave her money, tens of thousands a month for living expenses, flying domestically and internationally throughout the year, traveling as she pleased.

It was a joyous life to die for.

Other women were green with envy.

In truth, if it wasn’t because Mu Ying’s brother was handsome and generous, she wouldn’t have given him a second glance in the beginning.

Even after marriage, at any sign of trouble, she could always return to her parents’ home.

There was no helping it; having a good family background and doting parents meant she had plenty of options in life.

With her looks, she could find a better husband than Mu Ying’s brother at any time.

Like a victor, the woman glanced at Mu Ying, then walked into the dressing room to touch up her makeup.

She had made plans with her girlfriends; they were catching a flight to Lu City that evening for an event.

Jiang Ning listened to their conversation, capturing every word. Initially, he had considered talking with the other party about compensation, but looking at it now, the woman had no morality, no bottom line, even gloating and flaunting it.

She was completely oblivious to the struggles of the world, treating the pain of others as a source of joy.

So be it, Jiang Ning stepped into the dressing room.

The woman was tilting her head back, adjusting her makeup in the mirror on the dressing table.

Indeed, she could be considered beautiful, even delicate, just like the urban beauties Jiang Ning had encountered in a future life.

Sadly, it was all just an empty shell.

The dressing room was lavishly decorated, with bottles and jars emblazoned with English letters covering the countertop, and even a small water heater hanging on the wall – an ordinary household couldn’t afford such luxury.

The water heater’s temperature display read 72 degrees.

Jiang Ning activated his Spiritual Power on his large hand and grabbed the tank of the water heater, squeezing it fiercely.

With a “crack,” he crushed the tank, hot water spurting out.

At the same moment, a stream of Spiritual Fire shot out, heating the water to scalding temperatures, and the steamy liquid rained down, scorching the woman’s face and neck.

A piercing scream echoed from the dressing room.

Jiang Ning turned and left, his surrounding Spiritual Power deflecting the splashes, leaving his clothes untouched.