Chapter 4 (2/2)

As he sluggishly pushed himself up, his hands accidentally landed on [The Book of Revelation]

”Huh?” As soon as his hands hout his ht before his very eyes The sudden event left Fang Xing stuain

”Where did the book go?” Scra couldn't believe that the booked had just disappeared into thin air He was sure it was there just a second ago

'Qing-Yun's Qi Forinner cultivation…'

Just as he grabbed the [Qing-Yun's Qi Formation] to see if [The Book of Revelation] was actually beneath it, that very familiar description flashed across his mind

”What the…” It took so was finally convinced that the book hadto fit in my brain?”

While considering the thought of his brain exploding due to having a whole book cra rubbed his empty stomach and finally walked outside the wooden cabin

It was already after nightfall and the gang watched the wooden cabin cautiously, gathered around some food and wine purposely quite a distance away They were scared that Fang Xing would co to kill someone

”Did he really eat all of it?” wang asked in disbelief as he took a sip from his wine He'd already asked the same question three times yet was still left unconvinced

”Not only that, he sed the!” Still horror-struck, Freckle-Boy whispered, glancing nervously towards the wooden cabin

”Oh dear… I'm sure he wouldn't be able to endure it even if it was just one, let alone all three of the is he? I o with so at Ghost-Face standing next to hi on you!”

Ghost-Face dropped his half-bitten pork leg, crying out desperately, ”I… I ain't no good! It'll hurt! H-How about… how about Freckle-Boy? You go!”

”No! That won't work!” Freckle-Boy juot the palest skin out of all of us, you're the pretty boy here! You're the best hustler we can find; there's no better option!”

”What hustler?” All five daotong shrivelled up in fear as they heard a husky voice questioning them

Before they knew it, Fang Xing had already walked to where they had been hiding and -- in high spirits -- sat down to savagely scarf down the rest of the pork as though nobody atching His face, however, was noticeably pale and especially contrasted in the brightness of the bonfire

It felt as though everything inside of him had been used up As if his appetite had been turned into a black hole, it didn't seeet satisfied no matter how much he ate

After some time he finally stopped and washed out the last bit of pork with a couple shots of the wine Though he was still feeling hungry, his stomach had already reached its fullest capacity

”Frome one Hwa'jin weed each day I don't care where it's fros me the weed first each day can be pardoned from their entire day's worth of work Oh, and we need to improve our h? We will double… no, make it triple the amount of meat as well”

Everyone gazed blankly at Fang Xing, none of the was the first to come to his senses and asked, ”This is already… five pounds of pork, and we're going to triple this?”

”Yep! That'll do for now” Fang Xing nodded ”We can always add h!”

”But… we don't have enough silver for this…”

”Then go sell yourselves,” Fang Xing ridiculed, acting as if nothing happened ”Weren't all of you arguing over as the hustler just now?”

Notes

[1] Hwa'jin: 化精草, lit grass that converts to Jing Romanization is spelled this way to avoid confusion with the terhout the chapter

[2] Dantian: 丹田, refers to the region in the body where a person's Qi is concentrated, located below the belly button, it is an important focal point for meditative and exercise techniques