2 Chapter 2 Dual Meridians (1/2)

The thick scent of meat wafted through the wilderness. A terrifyingly large beast leg was being barbecued above a fire. Occasionally, fat would trickle down, giving out a sizzling sound.

Seeing that the boar skin had already turned golden brown, Zong Shou carefully brushed on a layer of oil and fresh spices. The wonderful scent made one drool.

The wild boar that weighed close to four tons was split into numerous portions. At least half of the creature was fed to the horned horses, which were also called Cloud Stepping Foals. The boar meat was mixed with yellow beans and other grains, and they were eating heartily.

Of the remaining three boar legs, apart from the one that was still being barbecued, Yin Yang and Su Chuxue had both taken one. Currently, they had grease all over their mouths.

The former was still slightly gentlemanly and civilized, while the latter did not bother about her image at all. It was like she wanted to swallow up the entire bone. She chewed and gnawed while looking at Zong Shou with worshipping eyes.

”So good! So delicious! Young master's barbecue meat skills are so much better than before…”

Her voice was vague. If one did not pay close attention, they would not be able to hear what she was saying. Zong Shou could not help, but smile.

Chuxue was his maid. She came from the tiger-cat race, which was a branch of the monster race. Although she looked really pretty, she was very active and loved to eat. She looked like a gentle and quiet person, like everyone's dream girl, but she could not sit still for even a moment. When she ate, the jaws of others would drop. Although her name was Su Chuxue, apart from her skin being snow white, her temperament and personality were totally different from her name.

Based on the records, the so-called monster race were ancestors who injected the blood of strong beasts into their bodies to increase their fighting strength. They did this to face the wild beasts that swept the land.

However, once that intense and cruel era ended, humans started to fear these people. As such, they decided to form their own race among themselves, which was how the monster race came about.

After tens of thousands of years, this race had pretty much become extinct. Zong Shou had only seen them within the game.

Using the dagger in his hand to casually cut off a piece of barbecued meat, he started to slowly eat it. His gaze could not help but look toward the carriage at the side.

”Uncle Yin, with so many enemies eyeing us, isn't it inappropriate for us to be starting a fire and stopping?”

Spending seven days in the carriage, although Zong Shou did not personally witness Yin Yang and Chuxue fight others, the marks on the sides of the carriage were really new. There were also numerous holes shot through the iron boards of the carriage. There were even blood stains on some spots, a shocking sight. It seemed like they had faced some dangers before he arrived in this world.

During these two days, the two of them regularly went away, saying that they were going to hunt. However, every time they returned, their bodies would be covered with the smell of blood. It was not beast blood, but human blood.

His words gave Yin Yang pause. He acted like he did not care, continuing to feast on the meat and coldly said, ”Don't worry, prince. The area for six hundred miles around here has been cleaned out. Only the eagles above are following us night and day. Whether we start a fire or not doesn't matter. Chuxue and I also need time to rest up…”

Zong Shou looked up at the sky. As expected, he saw a few small black dots up in the clouds. His heart sank once more. With these 'eyes', the enemy knew the tracks of his group.

Furthermore, this carriage was really eye-catching, and it was nearly impossible to cover up its tracks.

It seemed like there was truly an enemy present, and the danger was evident.

However, what he cared about was what Yin Yang called him. Chuxue called him Young Master, while Yin Yang called him Prince.

Prince, within the monster race, it definitely meant the son of the Monster King!

There were hundreds of branches of monsters, and most of them were untamed and unrestrained. To be the inheritor of the Monster King and so weak, one could imagine the outcome he would have.

Sighing, Zong Shou continued to eat the wild boar meat in his hand. When he was around ninety percent full, he felt a warm current move around his body.

Zong Shou got up. He walked to one side and chose an empty spot. He started to move, stretching his back, bending over, and suddenly stretching out his four limbs. These actions were similar to those fat reduction exercises in the future.

At that moment, Chuxue had also finished the boar leg in her hand. She then tore off half of the front leg. As she ate, she looked over curiously.

”He's training those stances again. It looks so weird, and also can't be used to fight others. Did young master learn this from Linhai College? Those Spirit Masters only know how to cheat others, saying how what they taught were special, and they accepted everyone from the four seas…”

Zong Shou acted like he did not hear that, focusing on executing each and every action perfectly.

This basic direction of energy did not come from ancient times. Instead, it was self-created by some players in the game. The goal was to lead and direct the energy that the body absorbed from the outside world and turn it into their own. If it were trained together with heart-calming cultivation methods, one would benefit greatly. When cultivating basic cultivation methods, it could help raise the efficiency by thirty percent.

Zong Shou was one of the participants and founders of this method. Before he came to this world, he was developing the seventh set of actions. Unfortunately, before he could complete it, the Book of Eon Extreme Life was released, giving rise to the War of Seven Emperors.

He had then mysteriously appeared in this world.

At the current moment, any movement that he completed would direct an energy current into the energy sea in his stomach.

However, this energy was not truly internal energy. Rather, it was the so-called energy essence, made up of the purest spiritual energy. The energy from the wild boar meat should have dissipated on its own as time went on. However, Zong Shou was using this method to forcefully gather it in his dantian. It could strengthen his body, be used to heal up injuries, or be transferred to others; there were many uses for it.

In his last life, this energy-directing technique was the reason why Zong Shou was able to get ahead of hundreds of millions of players.