Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

The clothes were also a red long robe.

However, there was no emotion that a living person should have in his eyes.

What was left was the ferocity and slaughter towards the 'living.'

Moreover, with the appearance of the shadow, a chill lingered throughout the entire room.

The chill seemed to penetrate the bone marrow. The fresh blood that Li Bin had just spilled on the ground froze instantly, turning into red ice crystals.

Not only the blood, but even Li Bin's corpse was covered with a layer of frost in the blink of an eye.

"Do you understand the gap between you and me?"

"Martial artist?"

"Being human definitely has its limits!"

The young man looked at Jason standing still, thinking he was scared.

Because the young man had seen too many people like this.

He was really used to it.

'Muscle' 'Bone Tempering' 'Skin Training' martial artists to someone like him who grasped 'secret techniques,' really made no difference from ordinary people.

Initially, when facing martial artists with completed 'Skin Training,' he had some difficulty.

He was even beaten by an old farmer-like man into fleeing in panic.

But ever since he joined the 'Transmigration Cult,' obtaining a real inheritance, martial artists with completed 'Skin Training' were completely insignificant. He still remembered how those martial artists died in front of him.

It was truly laughable.

Now?

Naturally, do it again.

The shadow was like a ghost, pouncing at Jason from mid-air.

At this moment, the ferocity on his face reached its peak.

Then—

Yi!

A silver slash flickered through the room.

The young man halted in mid-air, petrified.

The ferocious gaze was quickly replaced by horror.

"How is this possible?!"

Amid the exclamations, the young man's shadow split in two, dissipating into the air.

Not only the shadow, but even the young man's body was divided into two.

The two halves of the corpse slumped in the chair.

No blood flowed out.

The internal organs were incomplete.

Even the bluish skin became dried up.

Just like a hollowed-out stump packed with expired waste.

"Backlash?"

Jason speculated.

Although he couldn't identify exactly which type, it was very clear it was not any normal method, completely a sinister technique.

"Is it the 'Transmigration Cult' inheritance?"

'Transmigration Cult' being able to develop in this world of martial artists must have considerable strength.

Having similar inheritance was not surprising.

In contrast, if there wasn't, that would be strange.

However, Jason didn't care much about these.

What he cared about was 'food.'

Walking over to the dead young man, he raised his hand and took a bead from the man's wrist.

This bead was entirely crimson, resembling fog or smoke inside.

When Jason stared at the bead, the sounds of continuous wailing and howling echoed in his ears, and a dense blood-colored mist rose in front of him with shadows faintly appearing within.

Like humans and monsters.

Green face and fangs.

Ferocious and terrifying.

Like demons.

Jason laughed, baring his mouth and revealing sharp teeth, shimmering with a cold light.

"Delicious!"

A voice of appraisal came from his throat.

Suddenly, the demons like humans and monsters were startled, running towards the mist as if encountering a natural enemy.

But a large mouth had appeared behind them.

Black as ink, like the whole world, the gaping maw swept through beneath the crimson eyes.

The demons like humans and monsters couldn't even let out a cry before being swallowed.

The illusion realm instantly dissipated.

Only the scene of Jason gulping down the black string along with the bead remained.

Creak.

The bead was very brittle, and when Jason bit it, a sweet and sour juice flowed out.

A bit like pomegranate.

But slightly sweeter.

[Consume Blood Mist Evil Spirit Bead]

[Excess recovery of physical strength, stamina, and injuries!]

[Satiety +200]

[Satiety: 482]

[Excitement of Feast +1]

[Excitement of Feast: 141]

...

"[Blood Mist Evil Spirit Bead]? Sounds better as a Pomegranate Bead."

Jason silently evaluated, but his heart was joyous. It was worth the stealthy infiltration here after returning to the martial arts hall under the pretense of seclusion for healing—at the 'Drunken Fairy Tower's' entrance, he was suddenly attracted by the scent.

Though the opponent hid his form, appearing in a special stance.

But Jason's perception was ten times greater than normal people.

Especially the 'sense of smell.'

Based on the [Predator] Talent, it was transcendent.

Almost instantly locking onto the opponent.

However, the experienced Jason wouldn't scare away the snake and grass.

Instead, he quietly followed the opponent.

And it led to such a nice harvest.

Turning around, Jason walked to Li Bin's corpse, taking out the 'Fireball Spell Staff' from the pouch on his waist, placing it in line with the two 'Fireball Spell Staffs' obtained in the yard and the three 'Fireball Spell Staffs' obtained before at the 'Drunken Fairy Tower.'

Then, he took out a porcelain bottle from the pouch.

Jason's mouth tilted into a smile.

For 'Secret Medicines,' Jason was already familiar.

Removing the cork, a rich fragrance wafts.

Inside, there were two pea-sized pills.

Without hesitation, Jason poured them into his mouth.

Sweet, melting quickly, somewhat like a puff pastry.

[Consume Ginseng Toad Pill x2]

[Great recovery in physical strength, stamina, and injuries!]

[Satiety +80X2]

[Satiety: 642]

...

"'Ginseng Toad Pill'? Obviously more effective than 'Tiger Blood Strong Yuan Powder.'

Jason thought this way.

And Jason's evaluation was very straightforward—it was the satiety level.