All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 38 Tai Sui
I have some good stuff and need your help.

Just as Zhou Qing was thinking about when would be a good time to go to the county town, the Green Silk Gu asked him for help through telepathy.

"Strange beasts and spirits? Miraculous herbs and precious medicines?"

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

He tried to communicate with the Green Silk Gu using his mind, but found that it did not respond.

They're obviously busy.

Zhou Qing opened a cabinet in the corner of the silkworm room and took out a long, sheathed sword. He had bought it for three taels of silver at the Divine Weapon Shop; it was a very ordinary-looking waist sword.

The knife is about three feet long, with a narrow blade and a short handle. It looks a bit like the Embroidered Spring Knife from a movie in my past life.

Before a martial artist has trained their muscles and tendons, it is difficult for them to withstand swords and blades with their own flesh and blood.

Only by mastering the White Cloud Palm Technique to the Purple Cloud level can one cut through ordinary swords with just their bare hands.

Although Zhou Qing practiced palm techniques, he still prepared weapons such as a waist knife and gauntlets.

In close combat, if the strength is similar, going unarmed is a huge disadvantage.

This waist knife is of average quality, but it's still much better than a woodcutter's knife.

Zhou Qing put the long knife, jar, rope, sickle and other tools into the basket, then covered it with burlap, and carried the basket out of the silkworm house.

"Grandma, I'm going up the mountain for a bit and will be back later. You can have dinner first."

Zhou Qing locked the silkworm house, shouted into the main house, and quickly ran out of the yard.

As the sun sets in the west, gusts of mountain breeze blow through the grove of false persimmon trees, rustling the grass and trees, but unable to dispel the sweltering heat.

"Buzz!"

The King of Golden Silkworms, which had grown to the size of a palm, flapped its wings and flew down from the treetop.

Zhou Qing stretched out his hand, and the King of Golden Silkworms landed on the back of his hand and stopped.

"good."

After two months of asexual reproduction, the six golden silkworms produced more than 100,000 silkworms.

In the harsh environment of raging winds, torrential rains, and scorching heat, only one in ten silkworms survives.

But these more than 10,000 silkworms are all extremely resilient.

One-fifth of the area in the false persimmon grove near the foot of the mountain is no longer suitable for raising silkworms.

If they continue to feed, the leaves of the false persimmon trees in that area will be completely eaten away, and then anyone passing by will be able to spot the golden silkworms.

Generally speaking, silkworm rearing takes place from April to October. After that, the silkworms have no more mulberry leaves to eat.

The same applies to false persimmon trees.

It's already August.

By October, Zhou Qing was no longer able to raise silkworms.

However, the golden silkworm should be an exception.

After three months of optimization, the golden silkworm has now evolved into an omnivorous insect.

If there is other food available, silkworms will also eat it.

"keep it up."

Zhou Qing gently patted the body of the Golden Silkworm King.

[Refining: King of Golden Silkworms]

[Progress: Mature Stage (102/800)]

[Talents: Flight, Silk Spinning, Asexual Reproduction]

After three months of growth, the Golden Silkworm King has reached maturity, but no other talents have emerged.

It's just that its size has increased a little, it flies a little faster, and the quality of the silk has improved a little.

As an economic-type Gu worm, it is quite qualified and competent.

"Let's go back." Zhou Qing raised his hand, signaling the Golden Silkworm King to return to the treetop. Then, through his connection with the Green Silk Gu, he quickly ran towards the mountainside.

Faced with the increasingly dense fog and miasma, Zhou Qing plunged in.

You can't even see the road clearly inside.

However, Zhou Qing could find the way up the mountain with his eyes closed.

During this period of time, whenever he had time, he would go up to the Wine Immortal Temple to offer incense and candles.

【Occupation: Mountain Guardian (Cleric - Messenger of the Wine Immortal)】

[Skill: Worshiping Gods]

[Progress: Beginner (1/800)]

[Effect: Those who are devout and respectful will receive the protection of the Grand Marshal of the Wine God. The miasma and evil winds on Blackwind Mountain will greatly reduce their harm to you, and you will be able to easily find your way up the mountain through the miasma.]

After repeated worship, the divine role of the "Guardian of the Mountain" was successfully activated.

Thanks to the effect of this 'worshiping the gods', even without the Green Silk Gu to guide him, Zhou Qing was able to find his way up the mountain through the miasma.

However, once the progress in worshiping the gods reached the beginner stage, it stopped increasing.

Zhou Qing discovered that ever since the [Guardian of the Mountain] divine office was activated, he would sometimes dream of the Wine Immortal in his sleep, as if urging him to make offerings at the temple from time to time.

At first, Zhou Qing would go up the mountain to burn incense the next day.

But after a few times, he got a little impatient.

Because 'worshiping the gods' doesn't bring him many benefits, as even the Green Silk Gu can do that.

Although Zhou Qing admired the deeds of Li Wuji, the Wine Immortal, that was all; it certainly had nothing to do with piety.

After several more offerings, Zhou Qing noticed that the progress was no longer increasing, so he stopped paying attention to the wine immortal's 'dream'.

And the wine immortal no longer appeared in dreams.

Fortunately, the effects of the [Guardian of the Mountain] priesthood remained, and it had no other impact on him.

So Zhou Qing let it be.

In a world like this, what's the point of worshipping gods?

One must rely on oneself.

If anyone in this world could truly become his god, it should be himself.

Zhou Qing climbed the stone steps and arrived at the Wine Immortal Temple, heading straight for the steep mountain path behind it.

When they passed a steep cliff, Zhou Qing stopped and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down.

The Green Silk Gu was seen clinging to a large rock extending five meters below the cliff face, its body firmly attached to the rock, and the crystalline threads it spat out extended into the misty cliff.

"Pfft!"

When Qing Si Gu saw Zhou Qing arrive, it immediately became excited.

[Some good stuff!]

Seeing this, Zhou Qing put down the basket, took out a rope, tied one end of the rope to a large tree nearby that was as thick as two people could hug, and tied the other end around his waist. Then, he took out a pair of light gold gloves from his pocket and put them on.

He carried a long knife at his waist and climbed down the cliff using the rope.

Zhou Qing stepped on the soft moss on the cliff face, slipped, and instantly lost his footing.

clang!
However, he remained calm and drew his long sword from his waist with his left hand, plunging it fiercely into the cliff face to steady himself.

During this period, Qing Si Gu would notify him whenever it found something good.

This wasn't the first time I'd collected herbs on a steep cliff.

Zhou Qing gripped the rope tightly, found a foothold, drew his long knife, and landed steadily on the large rock.

【help me!】

The Green Silk Gu urged them on.

Zhou Qing grabbed the silk thread it spit out, wrapped it around her hand, and then pulled it upwards with force.

Suddenly, a powerful force surged from below the silk thread, clashing with Zhou Qing's strength.

"What a strength!"

Zhou Qing steadied himself, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength.

At this moment, a large, bright red centipede, nearly a foot long, poked its head out from above the cliff.

"Red Flame, come help!"

Zhou Qing shouted upwards.

Whoosh!
Upon hearing this, Chi Yan leaped down from the large rock below, its hundreds of legs fluttering in the mountain wind, looking at it at first glance like countless pairs of red wings.

"Let's go down and see what this thing is!"

Zhou Qing gave the order.

Chi Yan trembled, hesitant to move forward.

Then, under Zhou Qing's serious gaze, it still slid down along the threads of the Green Silk Gu.

hum!
A moment later, the silk thread jolted violently, and a powerful force struck.

Zhou Qing and the Green Silk Gu exerted their strength together, causing their bodies to suddenly fall backward.

A black chunk of flesh, about the size of a human brain, was tightly bound by silk threads and pulled up.

"This is?!"

Zhou Qing's expression changed as he looked at the strange chunk of flesh struggling and writhing within the silk threads.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the thread snapped.

Black chunks of meat flew high into the air.

It then plummeted down, hurtling towards Zhou Qing's face.

Looking at the writhing chunks of flesh, Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine. As he retreated, he drew his sword and slashed.

"Pfft!"

With a swift stroke of the long blade, the black chunk of flesh was cleaved in two like tofu, falling down the cliff face.

Without Zhou Qing's prompting, the Green Silk Gu spat out silk threads that wrapped around the chunk of flesh.

Unexpectedly, the larger black piece of flesh on the right suddenly shrank in mid-air, avoiding the attack.

Seeing this, the Green Silk Gu immediately changed direction, wrapped around the black flesh the size of two fists, and hoisted it up with silk threads.

"Um?!"

In just a few breaths, the black chunk of meat that had just been hoisted up began to fade and turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, the piece of meat was still alive, slowly wriggling like a caterpillar.

If they hadn't been entangled by the threads of the Green Silk Gu, they probably would have already climbed to the edge of the big rock.

"How can they look so alike?"

Looking at the snow-white chunk of flesh the size of two fists in front of him, Zhou Qing's expression changed slightly.

If the snow-white chunks of meat in front of him were sliced, at first glance, they would look almost exactly the same as the meat dishes he bought at the martial arts school.

At this moment, Chi Yan climbed up the cliff and stopped at Zhou Qing's feet, drooling over the pieces of meat on the ground.

[Highly poisonous, but I want to eat it.]

Qingsi Gu also expressed its own thoughts.

"Is this thing highly poisonous?" Zhou Qing's expression changed slightly.

Could it be that the meat he ate at the martial arts school was this kind of thing?

Recalling the bizarre appearance of the piece of meat, Zhou Qing thought of a living medicinal herb—Tai Sui.

However, the normal Tai Sui wasn't as outrageous as before; it actually launched a deliberate attack on him.

“That Tai Sui plant has clearly reached the level of a mythical beast or spirit, and has already developed sentience.”

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing quickly asked.

"Erqing, is it still possible to find that Tai Sui?"

【gone. 】

"What a pity," Zhou Qing sighed inwardly.

Even the Green Silk Gu is said to be a highly poisonous Tai Sui, which should be considered a treasure for martial artists who cultivate poison skills.

Because of the Green Silk Gu's innate immunity to all poisons, ordinary toxins have limited effect on Zhou Qing, so he rarely uses poison to strengthen his physical body anymore.

He is now focusing on strengthening his Qi and blood.

This Tai Sui meat is so similar to the meat dishes served at the martial arts school, it should also be able to strengthen qi and blood.

However, Zhou Qing didn't dare to try it.

"I'll keep this meat for now and distribute it later."

Zhou Qing picked up the flesh of the Tai Sui through his boxing gloves.

The moment the pale gold gauntlets touched the flesh of the Tai Sui, they quickly turned pitch black and began to sizzle and smoke.

Zhou Qing put down the Tai Sui meat and noticed a black patch in the middle of the gauntlet, with signs of shrinkage and corrosion in the silk.

"It seems the quality of this golden silkworm silk is even higher than I expected!"

Zhou Qing marveled at the power of the mutated golden silkworm, whose silk could actually resist the corrosive effects of a potent poison.

"Pfft, pfft." Although the Green Silk Gu wanted to eat the flesh of the Tai Sui, it still chose to obey.

Zhou Qing climbed up the cliff.

(End of this chapter)