Chapter 112 Enjoyment! Punishment!
Su Hao quickly finished the whole pot of venison.
At this moment, Su Hao also felt a surge of heat throughout his body and his blood and qi accelerated, making even his breathing feel hot at the tip of his nose!
"Fire-spotted venison is truly impressive! And its effects are milder compared to blood wolf meat!"
Su Hao let out a deep breath, finally understanding the difference between the two types of high-quality venison.
Fire wolf meat has explosive potency; eating it is like getting a shot of adrenaline. However, the meat contains fire toxins, which, while having a significant effect, can conflict with other tonics.
While venison is also a great tonic for replenishing qi and blood, its effects are mild and gradual, with the medicinal effects released slowly in waves, somewhat similar to the gentle nature of Bazhen Tang (Eight Treasures Soup).
This is also one of the exotic animal meats that Zhou Zhengtang had mentioned to him before, the one that best suits the Eight Treasures Soup.
Su Hao got up and went to the iron pot set up in the courtyard.
At this moment, flames were raging under the iron pot, and black iron sand inside was emitting blue smoke, clearly indicating that it had reached a certain temperature.
Su Hao mobilized his qi and blood in his arms, his palms turning crimson, and then he plunged his hands into the iron sand.
Swish swish swish swish!!!
Su Hao did not slow down and seemed to ignore the scorching temperature in the iron sand. He continued to pierce the iron sand and forge his palms!
He has now completed nearly half of the progress to break through the copper skin stage with his Crimson Blood Palm. If he wants to improve his strength in a short period of time, it is essential to prioritize improving his Crimson Blood Palm.
Just as Su Hao returned to Shili Slope and began to continue his cultivation.
On a steep slope in a valley northeast of Yanshan City, several figures dressed in gray and white cotton robes were moving quickly through the forest.
The person in front paused, stopping in front of a broken rock.
The footsteps behind them also stopped one after another.
"Damn it! Zhao Sanhu and his gang promised to bring the token to the village, but they made me wait all day and there's still no sign of them! When I see them, I'm going to skin them alive!"
The middle-aged man at the front, with a hideous scar near his eye, twitched his lips, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and spat viciously.
"Brother Lin, look what's that?"
Among the group, a man with slightly narrowed eyes pointed to the woods below and said in a low voice.
Several people also turned their gazes down.
Suddenly, they saw several gray-black wolves tearing and gnawing at several bloody and mangled corpses in a forest below.
The scene was extremely bloody.
"Isn't that Zhao Sanhu and his gang?"
Immediately, someone recognized the appearance and clothing of some of the corpses on the ground and exclaimed in shock.
The scarred man at the head of the group frowned, then drew his heavy bow from his back, and several arrows pierced the air in quick succession.
The wolves below scattered and fled, leaving two gray wolf corpses in the field.
"Let's go down and take a look!"
The scarred man put away his heavy bow, then leaped down and ran towards the pile of corpses not far away.
Seeing this, the others behind him quickly followed.
It wasn't until the group approached and conducted an examination that they were finally able to identify the bodies.
It turned out to be Zhao Sanhu and his gang.
This result naturally caused the scarred man to frown and feel worried.
Zhao Sanhu was originally a gang of petty thieves in Yanshan City, but he had some dealings with Feimao Village. The two sides often cooperated, specializing in ambushing and hunting animals or people who made big profits in the mountains.
The fact that Zhao Sanhu and his gang were completely wiped out this time must mean they had offended someone they shouldn't have.
The only people capable of eliminating them, besides the forces within the inner city and the Black Sparrow Sect, are probably none other than those who could.
However, Zhao Sanhu was cunning by nature and quite efficient in his work, so it was impossible for him not to recognize the people from the inner city hunting team.
They couldn't possibly provoke the Black Sparrow Clan, after all, those guys were so ruthless and sinister that they could make people's hair stand on end even from a distance.
"Brother Lin, what should we do next? The token is gone, and Zhao Sanhu and his men are all dead!"
A young man next to the scarred man asked.
"Go back and tell my elder brother about this first, and see what he says. The fact that they were able to kill Zhao Sanhu and his gang so easily is very likely related to the killing of the hunters in Bianyan Village, and it's also highly possible that it was done by the people the Black Sparrow Sect is looking for!"
After a moment's thought, the scarred man made his decision.
Now that Zhao Sanhu is dead, and the Black Sparrow Gate token they borrowed has also been lost, this matter is related to their future contact with the Black Sparrow Gate.
It must be handled with utmost seriousness.
The group then put away their bows and arrows, dragged away the wolf carcass, and quickly disappeared from sight.
As the group walked away, the howls of wolves echoed through the air, and the wolves that had been gone reappeared, pouncing on the corpses on the ground once more.
Soon, the pile of corpses was devoured, leaving only some scraps of clothing and bloodstains on the ground.
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Yueshan Boxing Hall, training ground.
Drink! Ha!
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On the training ground, under the scorching sun, shirtless figures were sweating profusely.
The shouts of martial arts practitioners, accompanied by the sounds of chaotic fists striking wooden stakes, made the atmosphere in the training ground quite lively.
However, amidst this enthusiasm, there were frequent glances directed towards the courtyard.
Meanwhile, under the shade of a tree, sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the ground.
A cool breeze swept across the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, and a handful of sand hit a boy's face.
The boy's lips were dry, his eyes had dark circles, he knelt on the ground with his head down, his fists supporting his weight, and his body trembled slightly.
At this moment, his clothes were covered with streaks of blood, which looked like marks from being whipped.
In front of him, Liu Shizheng was sitting in a chair, flipping through a book in his hand, with a long whip hanging beside the chair. He ignored the boy's behavior.
"Master...Master..."
Snapped!
The whip cracked through the air with a crisp, explosive sound before slamming down on the boy.
This attack was merciless and carried immense force.
He managed to draw a glaring bloodstain from the skin that even a sharp weapon couldn't break.
The boy was in so much pain from the whip that he rolled on the ground, howling in agony!
"Shut up until I give you permission to speak!"
Liu Shi's tone was icy cold as he looked at Tang Huang on the ground, his eyes filled with disappointment, but even more so with anger.
Thinking about the things he had told the other party, he not only forgot about them, but he almost caused them trouble.
He had an urge to slap the other person to death!
I had placed high hopes on this person and given him the best I could.
In the end, this is the kind of return they received?
Thinking of this, Liu Chongshan lashed out with the whip several more times, causing the screams to intensify!
"Master... please stop hitting me... I know I was wrong, they were the ones pulling the strings behind everything!"
"I was wrong, Master! I was bewitched...!"
Tang Huang, lying on the ground, begged for mercy, his former imposing demeanor long gone.
He knelt down in front of Liu Chongshan, desperately grabbing at the other's trouser leg and pleading.