Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

The sudden appearance of a figure outside the door startled Li Bin.

One must understand, the reason he came to 'Mountain City' this time, although he didn't bring all the subordinates from Zhoufu, aside from Ma San and the group sent out, there are more than ten skilled hands inside this separate courtyard.

Among them, two are also Martial Artists with 'muscle' mastery.

The rest, each one has sharp ears and keen eyes, all clever individuals.

They were selectively chosen by him for the journey to 'Mountain City'.

Moreover, this separate courtyard is specifically chosen in the bustling area of 'Mountain City', and he arranged his subordinates into three shifts, monitoring the surroundings covertly.

As long as a stranger approaches, they would be discovered.

It can be said, for the 'Transmigration Cult's city capturing plan, Li Bin put in a lot of effort.

But...

With such arrangements, how could someone silently infiltrate nearby?

While he was thinking these thoughts, Li Bin's hands didn't stop.

He uttered 'you', then twisted his waist and swung his hips, his hand clenched into a fist, punching directly out.

As the fist came out, momentum surged.

More than ten small indentations appeared from his chest, extremely fine, then quickly spread to the shoulders, upper arms, forearms, and finally to the fists.

It was like charging up.

Instantly, this punch had the power of a thousand pounds.

Whoosh!

A howling sound arose out of nowhere.

It was as if a ferocious tiger was descending the mountain.

It was also like a martial general on horseback charging on the battlefield, thrusting the spear in their hand, swearing to pierce any enemy in the path of the spear tip.

This punch, Li Bin did not hold back.

Not only was it his twelve points of power, but also his ultimate move: the Chariot Twist.

This ultimate move was acquired by him accidentally once.

It was also the fundamental reason he could dominate Zhoufu back then.

No one could withstand this move head-on.

Even the chief arrest officer of Zhoufu, known as 'Chasing Wind', was killed by this punch.

So, Li Bin was full of confidence.

Even if Jason suddenly appeared.

He was confident he could kill Jason.

With malice and killing intent rising in his heart, Li Bin shouted loudly.

"Die!"

Bang!

The fist hit Jason's chest.

A sinister smile appeared on Li Bin's face.

He seemed to see the scene of Jason's chest getting pierced, just like before.

But the next moment, an incredibly hard sensation transmitted from the contact point of his fist.

Then—

"Ah!"

A scream echoed, the aggressive Li Bin retreated repeatedly while holding onto his wrist, looking at Jason again with disbelief and immense fear flashing in his eyes.

"Perfect Iron Shirt!"

Li Bin exclaimed and was about to run away.

The Iron Shirt technique was widely circulated in the martial world; to be honest, it could not be counted as some secret tradition. But that was just the basics. Once reaching the entry stage, it required Secret Medicine and breathing techniques in combination, and even more so in the advanced stages, there were rumored more secretive training methods, not to mention the perfection stage.

Perfect Iron Shirt is the secret of secrets in the tradition.

It could be called a tier of inheritance.

Moreover, a more important point is that martial artists with the Perfect Iron Shirt, every one of them is a top master who has completed 'Skin Training' and mastered 'Qi-Blood'. Such masters, once they erupt, completely exceed ordinary people's imagination, and their stamina seems to be inexhaustible, like a tireless machine; on the battlefield, they are fierce generals charging forward.

Li Bin had never seen such a character.

If he really had seen one, he wouldn't be here today.

He, just a martial artist who had barely touched 'Skin Training', how could he beat a master who has achieved 'Qi-Blood'?

Escape!

This was Li Bin's only thought.

Fight and yet cowed.

With his courage lost, the aggressive Li Bin, who a moment ago was like a martial general charging on horseback, instantly became a kneeling deserter.

Jason caught up with him in one step, hands raised and blade fell.

Thud!

Li Bin's large head flew off, and the blood from his chest splattered on the beams.

And the escaping body rushed forward three steps before finally falling to the ground.

Plop.

The blood in the chest did not stop flowing, gushing out from the neck, quickly staining the floor of the room red, but this reddening soon dulled.

Because the blood reached the feet of the young man sitting there, tinting his red robe.

Suddenly, the bloody red was no longer so glaring.

The young man did not move from start to finish, just sitting there watching Jason's appearance and Li Bin being slain by Jason.

His expression hadn't even changed.

Just maintained that smile.

And after Li Bin was dead, the young man finally moved.

However, he didn't attack Jason, instead leaned down, dipped his fingers into the blood flowing from Li Bin, then... put it into his mouth.

Narrowing his eyes, as if licking sweet honey, this young man squinted his eyes.

"Still a bit lacking."

"Not rich enough."

"But if it's you..."

"It must be delicious!"

Saying this, the young man opened his eyes, looking at Jason with a greedy gaze.

Jason was very familiar with this kind of gaze.

He often looked at 'food' with such a gaze.

This moment was no exception.

This young man clearly sensed such a gaze.

Perceiving a gaze purer and more fervent than his own, the young man's face darkened.

The young man felt he had been offended.

A sort of

"I initially planned to feed you for a few more days."

"Now?"

"Go die for me."

The young man said, his face suddenly turning from rosy to bluish, and an invisible force surged out from his body.

In a breath, an apparition appeared in front of the young man.

This apparition looked exactly like the young man sitting there.