Chapter 2: Cultivating Demons Begins with Killing Chickens

"Ah Long, I'm going to take Ah Fang out for a while. If you're bored, go find a job outside. If you can't find a job, come with me to the vegetable market tomorrow to see which stalls are short of staff."

"Uncle, are you going to see Xiaosa? I'm going too."

"Whatever you do, your cousin can handle it."

Zhu Wenxiong didn't want his nephew to get involved with the society, so he took Afang away alone.

Cheng Long was familiar with the plot and knew that this was a close call, so he didn't care and went to Sheung Shui in the New Territories alone.

There are only two large slaughterhouses in Hong Kong, one is the Sheung Shui slaughterhouse and the other is the Tsuen Wan slaughterhouse.

The former accounts for 90% of Hong Kong’s total slaughter volume, while the latter accounts for 10%.

Cheng Long plans to go to the Shangshui slaughterhouse and look around. If there is a suitable job, he would be willing to work for a lower salary, and would even be willing to pay for it himself.

The Sheung Shui slaughterhouse slaughters thousands of pigs, hundreds of cows and hundreds of sheep every day.

If he were to slaughter so many livestock by himself, he would probably become a demon in a few months and his body would be able to withstand a nuclear bomb.

pity!

Sheung Shui slaughterhouse is not hiring.

The same is true for the Tsuen Wan slaughterhouse.

In desperation, Cheng Long had to settle for the next best thing and went to the market to buy a few old hens that had been raised in captivity for two and a half years and took them to a nearby abandoned factory.

Although killing would cause psychological discomfort, he couldn't care less.

You must never practice until you have the intention of killing!
If we can't even get over this small hurdle, how can we punish evil and eliminate wickedness in the future?

"Brother Ji, I'm sorry."

Enduring the discomfort, Cheng Long plucked the feathers from the old hen's neck, then made up his mind and cut open the chicken's neck with a knife...

Ten seconds later.

The old hen flapped its wings and gradually calmed down.

At the same time, a warm current surged into Cheng Long's body. He hurriedly put down the knife and the old hen in his hands, and closed his eyes to practice according to the method of the Killing Technique.

Maybe it was because the posture was wrong, there was no reaction at first.

Cheng Long repeatedly adjusted his movements, and it took a long time before the heat in his body was mobilized and flushed the eight extraordinary meridians along a specific path.

The process was not painful, but rather comfortable, and made me feel relaxed all over.

After about ten minutes, the heat in the body was completely consumed.

Cheng Long began to enjoy the comfortable feeling, and immediately looked at the other two old hens, his eyes filled with greed.

……

Twenty minutes later.

[Host: Cheng Long]

[Realm: Qi training level 3 (%)]

[Kung Fu: Killing Technique (Beginner's Guide)]

[Spell: Seven Star Soul Nailing Technique]

[Magic Weapon: Bloodthirsty Pearl]

"After killing three old hens, the progress bar only increased by 97%. In other words, I still need to buy old hens that are more than two years old before I can break through to the second level of Qi training..."

"You have to kill a hundred old hens to get started, and the amount will be multiplied many times later, right?"

"An old hen costs 70 or 80 yuan, so 100 hens would cost 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, which is more than my cousin's monthly salary. It seems I have to find a way to make money!"

"And killing chickens and ducks is not a long-term solution. If you want to quickly improve your strength, you have to punish evildoers. The benefits of killing evildoers are much greater than those of cattle and sheep!"

Cheng Long shook off the thought of trying to kill someone.

Then, he glanced at the three old hens on the ground with their eyes open and murmured, "My aunt will definitely ask questions if I rashly bring three chickens back. Why don't I make use of them and try out the effectiveness of the Bloodthirsty Pearl." With a thought, the Bloodthirsty Pearl that had been placed in the storage compartment instantly fell into his palm.

This is a bead with white color and red color, crystal clear and shining. Just from the appearance, you can't tell that this bead is a monster that sucks essence and blood.

"There is also a bloodthirsty bead in the Zhu Xian world. I wonder if it is the same as mine?"

Cheng Long looked at the bloodthirsty bead carefully for a while and always felt that it was just an ordinary glass bead. However, when he activated the bloodthirsty bead and saw wisps of blood overflowing from the three old hens and drying up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, he suddenly had a different opinion of this ordinary-looking bead.

The Killing Technique absorbs the essence of living beings, and the Bloodthirsty Pearl absorbs the essence and blood. There is really no waste at all and it is fully utilized.

Strangely enough, ever since Cheng Long started practicing the Killing Technique, the psychological discomfort caused by killing chickens disappeared without a trace, just like he was used to killing fish, and there was no ripple in his heart.

"Do I really have the potential to become a demon?"

"Did the system choose the wrong person?"

Thinking of this, Cheng Long shuddered suddenly and shook his head in denial.

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"I'm a good person!"

"How could I be a born bad guy?"

The more I think about it, the more scared I become, and the more scared I become, the more entangled I become.

Cheng Long doesn't want to become a murderous and bloodthirsty demon from the bottom of his heart, but he is reluctant to abandon the Killing Technique and stay in the world of Hong Kong variety shows to live his whole life.

In a panic, he suddenly remembered that the old hen was a poultry and a delicacy on the table, and the fear in his heart suddenly dropped to the bottom.

There are so many people who slaughter poultry without any emotion, so why are you afraid of having another demon cultivator?
It's not like I'm going to kill anyone, so why should I be afraid of it?

"As long as I keep my original intention and don't kill innocent people, nothing will happen!"

"The Killing Technique is like a knife in your hand. How to use it depends entirely on the practitioner. If you use it correctly, it will be fine... it will be fine..."

Cheng Long continued to build up psychological defenses for himself. He firmly believed that he was the one in control and that even the slightest psychological changes were of no importance at all.

If you can't remain calm even when killing chickens and ducks, how can you talk about punishing evil and eliminating evil in the future?
It took some time to calm down.

Cheng Long once again activated the bloodthirsty bead, transforming the essence and blood in the bead into energy, and then feeding it back to himself.

The whole process was extremely fast.

When he felt a warm current rushing into his body, the supply of bloodthirsty beads had been cut off.

The energy that the three old hens could provide was really limited. Apart from that refreshing shiver, there were no obvious changes in their bodies.

Cheng Long continued to slaughter pigs and sheep. He couldn't come up with so much money at once. After all, he was a body, not a soul. If his cousin hadn't given him 500 yuan in the morning, he couldn't even afford the three chickens.

I only have a little over a hundred dollars left in my pocket now, so I have to spend it frugally.

With a slight sigh, Cheng Long stood up and walked out of the abandoned factory.

By the time he took the bus back to the tenement building where his cousin lived, it was already getting dark. People were coming and going in the corridor, and wisps of smoke were rising slowly from the doors of each household.

A baby crying, a couple swearing, the sound of television and radio, all these sounds came together, making Cheng Long feel like he was back in his childhood watching Hong Kong movies.

That's the taste.

Very upright.

My cousin's mother, who had just fried a plate of eggs, saw Cheng Long walking back slowly and greeted him with a smile: "Ah Long, why are you back so late?"

"The place I went to today was quite far, so I came back quite late."

"Your family visit visa only lasts for two weeks, so you should hurry up. But it doesn't matter if you can't find it. Your cousin knows a lot of people, and he will help you find a way to stay."

"Aunt, I've already got some ideas for work."

Cheng Long smiled and said, "Wow, the eggs you fried smell so good. Just smelling them makes me drool."

"That's not so exaggerated. Come into the house and wash up. We're waiting for you." Hearing the compliment, my cousin's mother smiled happily. She walked into the house with the plates happily and bent down to clean the table.

(End of this chapter)