Qin Qi Gets More Criminal, His Little Days Are Doomed!

Qin Qi went to the cafeteria and headed straight to the second floor to have a proper, hearty meal—the kind with meat.

"Sigh, I really need to eat well. I'm at the age where I'm growing; if I lack nutrition now, I won't be able to develop properly for the rest of my life."

After finishing his meal, Qin Qi sighed. The difference between noble children and poor children was clearly reflected in their diets.

While ordinary people struggled to get enough to eat, those noble children were already consuming medicinal supplements to enhance their physical fitness.

After eating, Qin Qi left the cafeteria. There were no classes in the afternoon, but he still had to complete the work assigned by the school.

"Wang Sheng."

Qin Qi walked up behind Wang Sheng and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Qin Qi's voice, Wang Sheng immediately clamped his legs together and snapped to attention!

"Don't be nervous. I didn't have any food before, so I borrowed some money from you guys. Now that I have money, it's time to pay you back."

Qin Qi took out a portion of money, the amount equal to what he had taken from Wang Sheng and the others.

"No, no need! Just consider it our tribute to you!"

Wang Sheng said, his voice trembling.

You call that borrowing? That was straight-up robbery! If I didn't agree, you'd just beat me up!

"Don't be nervous. I may be unreasonable, but I can still tell right from wrong."

"Take this money and set your mind at ease. You can just do my work for me this afternoon."

"We're all our own people; there's no need to be so polite."

Qin Qi walked in front of Wang Sheng and shoved the money into his hand. Poverty might make a man lose his spirit, but with money, that spirit wasn't quite so short-lived.

"Huh?"

Wang Sheng looked at the money in his hand, then at Qin Qi. So, he was making them do his share of the work in exchange for this.

"What about... the wages for the work?"

Wang Sheng asked tentatively.

"Those are obviously still mine. My wages are naturally mine."

"I'm giving you the job opportunity, and you still want the wages? You're being too greedy."

Qin Qi said righteously.

"Right, you're absolutely right."

Wang Sheng's brain short-circuited. He couldn't process that logic, so he simply gave up on thinking.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

After saying that, Qin Qi walked away. He needed to go into Nuoding City to buy some medicinal herbs with the remaining money.

At the same time, he would look for anyone in Nuoding City hiring for short-term labor; he intended to pick up some odd jobs.

Qin Qi first went to buy some medicinal herbs—some for strengthening his body, others for refining poison.

However, he only collected a portion of what was needed for the poison. His Five Treasures Body Protection Method had not yet reached the required level of proficiency.

Rashly increasing the potency of the toxins would only harm himself, and the full potential of the Qi Poison had not even been tapped into yet.

Therefore, he was in no rush regarding the poison refinement.

As for the prescriptions for strengthening the body, they were nothing to Tang Jiaren.

Medicine and poison were inseparable, not to mention that the Tang Sect had people specifically dedicated to studying such techniques.

They had long since developed medicinal formulas to assist in physical cultivation, and the prices weren't even that high.

After his little "robbery," Qin Qi could finally afford them.

Qin Qi temporarily stored the herbs in his Study Space and continued wandering around Nuoding City.

He spent about an hour looking for a place to work before he finally stopped in his tracks.

"Wrong, my thinking was wrong. The pay for odd jobs is too low!"

Qin Qi had checked several places, and the highest-paying one offered only one silver Spirit Coin per month.

Yet, by sweeping at the school for a day—no, just a half-day in the afternoon—he could earn ten copper Spirit Coins.

Ten copper Spirit Coins were equal to one silver Spirit Coin.

"No wonder everyone wants to be a Spirit Master. Being a Spirit Master is truly lucrative."

Qin Qi sighed, then shifted his goal. He was no longer looking for just any high-paying job.

Instead, he was looking for work that could both earn money and assist in his own cultivation.

After wandering around for three or four hours, Qin Qi finally found a job as a butcher's apprentice.

The base salary wasn't high—only five copper Spirit Coins a month—but there was a bonus if he could slaughter a pig perfectly.

"Boss, I'd like to apply for the job of slaughtering pigs."

Qin Qi wore an honest, simple-minded smile on his face as he spoke to the burly, thick-necked boss.

"You want to slaughter pigs? Stop joking, kid. With that scrawny frame of yours, let alone slaughtering a pig..."

"You probably couldn't even hold a butcher knife, hahaha."

The butcher looked at Qin Qi's small build and burst into laughter; slaughtering pigs was hard labor, not something a child like this could handle.

"If I can hold the butcher knife, what would you say?"

Qin Qi wasn't angered by the mockery; he just chuckled and asked.

"What could I say? Should I tell you, 'Young Master, you're truly amazing,' hahaha?"

The butcher continued to sneer, "Kid, slaughtering a pig isn't as simple as it looks. Don't think that just because you see my hand move and the meat falls away, it's easy."

"If it were you, you wouldn't be able to cut off a single piece of meat after half a day. Besides, you have to catch the pig first."

"With that small frame of yours, if a pig bumped into you, you might lose your life."

The butcher reached into his pocket, grabbed some dried meat, and shoved it into Qin Qi's hand. "Take this snack and be on your way."

"Alright."

Qin Qi accepted the dried meat and tucked it into his pocket, but he didn't leave. Instead, he walked past the boss and straight to the chopping block.

He picked up a thick-backed butcher knife from the table, then grabbed a stone from the side.

"Boss, if I can cut this stone in half with one strike, would you believe me?"

Qin Qi asked.

"Stop messing around. A butcher knife isn't a toy for children; don't go ruining it for me."

The butcher frowned, displeased by Qin Qi's actions. How could one use a knife to chop a stone?

If he struck it, the blade would chip and be ruined.

Qin Qi didn't say a word. He coated the butcher knife in a pale purple toxic mist and then swung his arm with force.

The moment the butcher knife touched the stone, it sliced it clean in two.

"Boss, what do you think of that strike? Was it fast enough? Was it sharp enough?"

"When slaughtering a pig, would it be able to cut through the meat and chop through the bones?"

Qin Qi looked up at the butcher. At six years old, his height was far inferior to the man's.

Yet, in that instant, the butcher looked at the small Qin Qi and couldn't help but take two steps back.

His momentum was suppressed by Qin Qi. The fierce aura he had cultivated from years of slaughtering was actually being suppressed by a mere child!

"This child's clothes and badge—he's a student from Notting Academy!"

"This kid is a Spirit Master!"

"No wonder he's so impressive at such a young age; he's a Spirit Master!"

The onlookers around them expressed their amazement. This display of cutting a stone with a butcher knife truly shocked them.

"Good lad. Fine, I'll hire you, but don't think that just because you're a student at Notting Academy, you can slack off."

"If you can't slaughter the pigs well, I'll fire you just the same!"

The butcher looked at Qin Qi, sensing that this boy was unusual; he possessed backbone and a ruthless streak.

His shop happened to need help, and he felt that Qin Qi might be quite suitable.

"Then thank you, Boss."

Qin Qi smiled and handed the butcher knife back to the man.

"Keep it. The knife is yours now. Use it for your work in the shop from here on out."

The butcher generously declared that he was giving the knife to Qin Qi.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony and will accept it."

Qin Qi said. This butcher knife wasn't some divine weapon, but at the very least, it was a blade.

He finally had a weapon of his own; life was looking more and more promising!