C41

"Whew ~ Whew ~ Whew ~ ~"

Ling Yan carried a 300 jin corpse of a boar and squatted down. Then, he put the boar's corpse into the cold storage room and let out a sigh of relief.

His four hours of work today had already ended. He would be borrowing the beast's body weight to temper his own body.

It had already been seven or eight days since he had consigned a top-grade elementary true essence talisman, and there was no movement from his black talisman master card. Ling Yan felt helpless; could it be that his price was too high?

Sigh, why is it that no one knows what's good for them?

Because the top grade elementary true essence talismans hadn't been sold yet, with just the salary of the South Stream Slaughterer, it wasn't enough for him to use body tempering. Thus, these days Ling Yan had stayed in the slaughterhouse to train with the corpses of vicious beasts, not going out to the back mountains to cultivate his physique.

What Ling Yan did not know was that this had allowed him to luckily escape another calamity.

Without the healing herbs, if Ling Yan used the same method as before to strengthen his body, then that would be considered masochistic. Not to mention the slow growth of his cultivation level, but he would also need a period of time to recover from his injuries. After all, the 'Berserk True Essence Art' mainly had the function of accelerating cultivation speed.

"Brother Ling, your strength has been increasing recently. You can only hold the body of a demon pig for one or two minutes at the beginning. After more than a week, you can squat up to 300 deep. You're simply a humanoid beast!"

A big fellow beside him had long gotten used to Ling Yan's strength and shook his head in admiration.

This child was too abnormal. Their combined strength was not even as strong as Ling Yan's.

Furthermore, Ling Yan wasn't just strong, his stamina was astonishing as well. After working for four hours straight, if Ling Yan were to agree to work all day, they would probably lose their jobs.

"Hur hur, uncles, please excuse me. Actually, if I were to do it for a while longer, I would be tired as well." Ling Yan said with a somewhat bashful smile.

"Little brother Ling Tian, you're too modest. Your abilities are already there. After finishing your work, you can still carry over 300 Jin and squat down 300 times. Tsk tsk, you've really made us envy you …"

Ling Yan scratched his head. These men who were over ten years older than him were all looking at him with a pair of envious and admiring eyes, causing Ling Yan to feel a bit embarrassed.

At this time, in the inner courtyard of the slaughterhouse, a figure sneakily walked out. He quietly arrived beside Ling Yan and wrapped his arms around his neck as he whispered, "Big brother, let's go. Big brother will bring you to a exciting place today."

"A place of stimulation? "Yikong Academy?" Ling Yan glanced at Pu Dong indifferently and said.

In the past few days, Ling Yan had also learned of Pu Dong's hobbies, which was to stroll around the Spring Pavilion and chat up pretty girls by the side of the road. However, he was still a decent person, and the ladies of the Spring Pavilion basically did not touch him.

Pudong's requirements for women were quite high, but if he really had the right eyes, he wouldn't mind using his lower body to improve his relationship with the girls.

"What the hell is with your eyes? That place is much more exciting than the Yi-Hong Yuan. As a martial artist, his blood will definitely boil when he sees it!"

Pu Dong rolled his eyes at Ling Yan and said in a low voice, "Let's go. Young master Dong, I promise that you won't regret it. I won't tell an ordinary person to go!"

Something to do with martial artists? Ling Yan was a little curious as to why Pu Dong was talking so mysteriously. Moreover, he had been on edge for a long time. It would be fine even if he went out to relax. Thus, Ling Yan nodded his head and agreed.