Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

But, he couldn't.

He needed 'sustainable development'!

He wanted the 'Transmigration Cult' to think he was weak!

Then, they would keep sending 'food' to him continuously.

In fact, his performance last night had already succeeded.

On those three attackers who had supposedly perfected 'Bone Tempering' and trained their 'muscles', he once again smelled the scent of the 'Fireball Spell Staff'.

It was precisely because of this familiar smell that Jason had already been on guard.

Back in the private room of the 'Drunken Fairy Tower', he had caught whiff of this scent.

And he devised the corresponding plan.

What surprised Jason was that the 'Transmigration Cult' had sent a supposed attacker who had supposedly perfected 'Bone Tempering'.

This meant his original plan could not be implemented.

'I had initially planned to rely on the so-called 'Innate Divine Strength' to cope with the current situation.'

'But the perfection of 'Bone Tempering' is far superior to the martial artists who have merely trained their 'muscles'. Whether in strength or insight, they might notice something wrong, and then my plan would be exposed. Not only would the 'food' source be cut off, but I might also be targeted by the true powerhouses of this duplicate world, which is not good for someone like me who is new here!'

'I must change tactics...'

Jason handled the situation while pondering.

He exerted effort because he had to forcibly suppress his 'habit' of killing these attackers in front of him.

Jason, having experienced countless battles, was already accustomed to ending fights in the most direct way possible.

Now, in order not to raise suspicion, he had to resort to using the 'Mu-style Tiger Form'.

Just like the previous 'Tiger Tail Kick'.

At this moment, Jia Youcai had already reached the edge of the battle, and with his broadsword in hand, he slashed at one of the attackers encircling Jason.

This attacker never expected that someone would make a move.

Thump!

"Ah!"

With a miserable cry, the attacker collapsed to the ground.

However, this cry also drew the attention of the surrounding attackers to Jia Youcai.

Especially those two martial artists who had mastered their 'muscles'.

One of them launched his Nine-section Whip directly towards Jia Youcai.

Swoosh!

The wicked wind swooshed towards him, but Jia Youcai neither dodged nor retreated. He grabbed his broadsword and struck at the Nine-section Whip.

Jia Youcai thought simply: he had already completed his task.

He had already taken down one.

Now, every additional one he took down was a bonus.

What of martial artists?

Martial artists are still flesh and blood!

When the sword strikes, they bleed and they die!

With this thought, Jia Youcai's swings carried a palpable aura of unyielding determination.

"Kill!"

And indeed, his sword hit the Nine-section Whip.

Smack!

The Nine-section Whip was bounced back.

The broadsword flew out, and Jia Youcai's hands cracked open and bled.

The gap between a martial artist and an ordinary person still existed.

But everyone was astonished by this scene.

No one expected Jia Youcai to have such an ability, especially with that recently uttered 'Kill', which really caught them by surprise.

Was it a burst of potential in a desperate moment?

People exclaimed in admiration.

But then they shook their heads.

A burst of potential in a desperate moment was true, but at this point, what use was such a burst?

In the end, wasn't he still destined to die?

How could that martial artist who missed possibly let Jia Youcai go!

People around turned their heads away, unwilling to witness Jia Youcai's death.

Seeing this scene, Jason's eyes lit up.

He was inspired.

Desperation... Explosive potential!

He knew what to do.

The martial artist who had just missed with the Nine-section Whip snorted coldly, ready to finish off Jia Youcai to save face, but just then, the target they had encircled, who had been struggling to fend off attacks, suddenly froze.

Just stood there in a daze.

This unexpected change left the attackers momentarily stunned.

Then, they heard a shout akin to thunder in summer—

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique!"