"Dust to dust, earth to earth, let the dead return to the rich soil..."
Wang Chen was performing rites for the dead.
For the four Spotted Pigs he had slaughtered with his own hands.
Wang Chen knew.
Second Master Tu beside him was surely laughing.
Laughing at his naïveté.
Second Master Tu slaughtered hundreds of fat pigs every day and took countless lives year after year. The Blood Baleful Qi around him had almost condensed into substance; ordinary Evil Spirits might even be reduced to ashes upon colliding with it. Naturally, he did not believe in karmic retribution.
Wang Chen did not really believe in it either.
He merely sought peace of mind.
He did not know whether it was an illusion, but after completing the rites, he felt much more at ease.
Second Master Tu personally saw Wang Chen out of the slaughterhouse.
"Young man, you have a promising future."
He gave Wang Chen's shoulder a firm pat. "If you change your mind, come find me!"
Second Master Tu truly cherished his talent, thinking it would not be bad to take in a disciple with such outstanding aptitude.
In the Cultivation World, the bond between master and disciple was often closer than that between father and son.
If a master had no children.
Then the disciple had to provide for him in old age and see him through his final rites!
Wang Chen respectfully bowed. "Thank you, Second Master."
Joining the trade was impossible.
He had already made his position clear earlier. This place truly did not suit him.
He could not earn even a speck of Human Virtue here, so what the hell was he supposed to keep doing it for?
If this had been when Wang Chen had just transmigrated here, becoming a butcher's apprentice would have