All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 9: To Eat or to Be Eaten
"Gudu~Gudu~"

A sound like gulping water came from Zhang Dahai's body.

The strong smell of blood hit Zhou Qing, making him feel physically uncomfortable and nauseous.

But he looked somewhat excited, his mind screaming, "Eat! Eat! He forced me to eat!"

"Gudu! Gudu!"

Encouraged by Zhou Qing, the Green Silk Gu devoured Zhang Dahai's flesh and blood.

Before long, Zhang Dahai's body shriveled up, his robust frame turning into a gaunt, terrifying figure.

Despite feeling nauseous, Zhou Qing reached into Zhang Dahai's clothes and carefully searched inside. He eventually found two hard lumps and some copper coins in the cloth bag on Zhang's chest.

"gone!"

Seeing that time had dragged on for a while, Zhou Qing called for the still-unsatisfied Green Silk Gu to return to his body.

He pulled the silk thread from behind Zhang Dahai's neck and quickly left the alley.

"Ugh~!"

When Zhou Qing got home, he vomited all over the floor as soon as he closed the door.

Friends who kill frequently might be used to it. But for him, killing for the first time still made him feel extremely disgusted by the physical discomfort.

If Zhang Dahai isn't killed, he has no way to survive.

He doesn't want to kill anyone.

It's all because of this cannibalistic world!
After a while, Zhou Qing scooped up a ladle of water from the water vat to rinse his mouth, then took out some wood ash from the stove and used it to cover and clean up the vomit.

After finishing these tasks, he took a copper basin, sat behind the stove, took off his shirt and trousers, threw them into the basin, and then lit the firewood.

crackling crackling
The hempen clothes, along with the firewood, were gradually consumed by the flames. In the silent room, only the faint sound of the burning firewood could be heard.

Zhou Qing sat in front of the copper basin, the bright yellow firelight illuminating his profile, which had lost its childishness. As the flames flickered, the other half of his face alternated between light and shadow, its expression unpredictable.

The stove and the wall formed a narrow and cramped corner, and the shadow cast on the wall kept twisting and stretching, sometimes looking like a person, sometimes like a ghost.

As the firelight gradually dimmed, the shadows on the wall also gradually settled down.

Zhou Qing opened his tightly clenched right hand, revealing two taels of silver and more than twenty copper coins in his palm.

【Occupation: Gu Master】

[Refinement: Green Silk Gu]

[Progress: Growth Stage (725/800)]

[Effects: Alcohol transformation, blood and qi circulation, silk thread production, toxin resistance ()]

On the jade tablet in the soul, the growth rate of the Green Silk Gu surged by 335 points!
In the past few days, he has caught two or three hundred poisonous insects for the Green Silk Gu, but its growth rate has only increased by 72 points.

Although Zhang Dahai was physically strong and had abundant blood and energy, he had not yet entered the Skin Refining Realm.

At this moment, the Green Silk Gu entered Zhou Qing's abdomen.

With each wriggling movement of the Green Silk Gu, streams of heat surged forth.

Zhou Qing felt an unprecedented sense of comfort permeating his entire body.

"This feeling."

"Feeding them with alcohol, poison, and blood helps them grow and evolve. It turns out that blood also includes humans."

Zhou Qing's voice lowered.

If the Green Silk Gu were to devour a few more healthy people, wouldn't that...
Zhou Qing was startled by the sudden thought that came to her mind.

"I will not intentionally harm others, but if someone harms me..."

Zhang Dahai wanted to "eat" him, and he deserved to be eaten.

"Pfft! Pfft!!" The Green Silk Gu responded.

"If there's another opportunity like this in the future, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself," Zhou Qing said in a low voice.

This is a world where people eat people.

If someone wants to eat him, then it's perfectly reasonable for him to "eat" the person who harmed him in order to protect himself.

He figured it out.

"Part of this money should be from the silkworm sales by Mr. Zhou, so it can be considered a return to its rightful owner." Zhou Qing looked at the two pieces of silver in his hand.

Two taels of silver was only one tael short of the three taels of silver tuition fee for enrolling in Baiyun Martial Arts School.

"Once you have the status of a martial arts school apprentice, your safety in town will be guaranteed."

No rogue or scoundrel would dare to bully a poor person who is a martial arts school apprentice.

Previously, Uncle Liang from next door caught a precious fish, which was almost snatched away by members of the Wild Wolf Gang who control the fish market.

Fortunately, Baoyu caught the eye of a martial arts master from the Zhuifeng Boxing Academy, who bought it on the spot for ten taels of silver.

The four stages of refining the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones require reaching at least the Bone Refining Realm before one can be called a Martial Master.

The martial arts masters were all prominent figures in the town. Even the domineering Zhao family could only befriend them and dared not offend them easily.

The Wild Wolf Gang members naturally wouldn't dare to challenge a martial arts master.

Uncle Liang was also very decisive. Fearing that others would covet the money, he directly used the ten taels of silver to pay Liang Chao's tuition.

Zhuifeng Martial Arts School is one of the top three martial arts schools in town, which can be considered as giving Liang Chaobo a chance to change his fate.

Once Liang Chao breaks through to the Skin Refining Realm, he will be no longer among the lower classes and will become a "noble" martial artist.

Different levels of ability naturally lead to different circles.

By then, his friends and fellow disciples will all be martial artists.

Even without a breakthrough, Liang Chao could still find a way out through the friends he made at the martial arts school, even with just a little connection, which would be ten times better than fishing. This is one of the reasons why many people from the lower classes are so eager to go to martial arts schools.

In this world, practicing martial arts is the best option for people from the lower classes to transcend social classes.

"Zhang Dahai is dead. I might be suspected, but no one would think I had the ability to kill him, given the difference in strength. However..."

Zhou Qing pondered for a moment.

This world doesn't really care about laws, nor does it necessarily care about evidence.

You can't gamble.

"Let's go register at dawn!" Zhou Qing decided immediately.

He carefully placed the silver on his person, got up and went into the courtyard, then opened the door to the silkworm room.

"So many silkworm cocoons, even if they are not used to make silk, are worth at least one tael of silver. Baiyun Martial Arts School has no reason not to accept them."

Zhou Qing looked around at the silkworm cocoons inside the silkworm room.

If I immediately go to Baiyun Martial Arts School to register, I won't have time to go to the county town to sell silk.

As for selling it in town, the price will definitely be lowered.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to give the silk directly to Baiyun Martial Arts School and use the silk to offset the silver.

First, become an apprentice at the martial arts school, and then spend two or three days reeling silk.

Such high-quality silk, if sold by a martial artist from a martial arts school, could fetch at least two taels of silver.

The merchants in town might exploit a silkworm farmer with no connections, but they would never dare to offend a martial arts school for a few coins' worth of profit.

Zhou Qing sat in the silkworm room for the entire night.

When the sky outside the window began to lighten, Zhou Qing got up and stretched.

He collected the high-quality silkworm cocoons from the square clusters, carefully placed them into a clean and dry wooden box, then put the wooden box at the bottom of a basket, lined it with mulberry leaves, and then carried the basket on his back.

Looking at the much emptier silkworm baskets, Zhou Qing took a deep breath, walked out of the silkworm room, and locked the door.

He thought a lot that night.

Looking back on the past two months, I feel like I've been living a life worse than death.

He never wanted to live like that again.

Scared of poverty!

"Pfft!" As if sensing Zhou Qing's feelings, the Green Silk Gu offered comfort, indicating that as long as there was enough food, it could make the silk spun by these silkworms of higher quality.

"Alright! Let's get stronger together! Let's destroy this damned world!"

As the first rays of dawn broke on the horizon, Zhou Qing walked towards Shiqiao Lane on the east side of the town.

(End of this chapter)