C41 (1/2)

”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.