Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

These were all taught to her by Jason, she recited them one whole night, and even while training, she constantly chanted them silently, so these crucial points, trick were already imprinted into her bones.

It was almost without thinking, she recited them immediately.

Jason nodded while listening, then silently remembered.

His requirements were not high, as long as he could muddle through when it came to action.

Using the opportunity of sparring, Jason asked Dou Bao to recite it three times, and when she was about right, he nodded.

"Not bad, keep it up."

After saying so, Jason leaned against the wall and basked in the sun again.

"Yes, Master."

Dou Bao happily nodded her head and practiced even more diligently.

She only thought she passed the test and didn't let Jason down.

And Jason?

Leaning there, he started pondering the essentials of the Mu Family Fist.

Aside from the moves, the more self-styled Jason focused on the core parts.

For example: Iron Fist Vigor.

In the Mu Family Fist, there is also a 'Vigor' concept, called 'Tiger Power', a force mimicking a tiger, unlike 'Iron Fist Vigor' which emphasizes both hands, 'Tiger Power' requires full-body exertion.

Pros and cons?

Just having arrived in this replicated world, Jason temporarily couldn't tell the difference.

"Still need satiety!"

"Although I can't directly learn 'Tiger Power', 'Iron Fist Vigor' should be possible."

"Once learning it, I can experience the techniques of this replicated world."

Jason thought like this as time ticked by.

After Dou Bao practiced three more times, she temporarily returned to her room for a nap.

Jason also returned to his room.

Until 3 p.m., the martial arts academy apprentices began returning one after another.

Compared to the laziness in the morning, the afternoon apprentices became more diligent—partly because two had been driven away as examples, but also because today the master unusually was observing them.

Normally, the master stayed in his room, only coming out to guide them on the first morning of the beginning, middle, and end of each month.

This was said when they joined the 'Mu-style Martial Arts School'.

Dou Bao also mentioned it to Jason.

"I've hit a bottleneck, intensive practice isn't helping for now, need to change strategies to break through the bottleneck."

Jason used this as an excuse to deal with Dou Bao.

Dou Bao had no doubt about it.

Because, she also encountered a similar bottleneck practicing 'Mu Family Fist' now.

"Punch open!"

Like in the morning, Dou Bao practiced punches on the stairs.

Jason stood on the steps watching.

The apprentices in front followed suit like copying tigers.

On the weapon rack beside, hung a coat, with towels of each placed below it, two brawny women were sweeping around with brooms, occasionally lifting their heads to look at the young men who kept shouting, but that was it, they quickly lowered heads to work, three Silver Coins a month in Mountain City wasn't low, especially since the work wasn't heavy, after returning home at night, they could still do some mending for extra earnings, albeit little, accumulated over time it was a significant income, hence, they cherished this job more and more.

One round of punching completed.

Dou Bao began to instruct the apprentices on their forms.

Then, she let the apprentices hone their strength.

As for the skill of training 'muscles and tendons', Dou Bao would not teach.

That was only for the inner disciples.

These present?

Only apprentices.

You pay, I teach you.

No money, please leave.

Having witnessed too much while escaping famine, Dou Bao knew the nuances clearly, naturally polite to these apprentices, but also hidden barriers, asking about taught moves was answered frankly, asking about untaught ones or 'Vigor'?

Sorry.

She didn't know either.

Jason watched for a while, earnestly learning a bit from how Dou Bao instructed the moves, then prepared to return to his room.

'He' had done well in this aspect before.

No need for Jason to find excuses again.

As for the Chen Residence?

Until now, they kept silent, Jason didn't care.

Anyway, by dusk, he planned to visit again.

However, just as Jason was about to leave, a few people arrived outside the martial arts school, each wearing dark gray uniforms, the leader had a small silver star on their shoulder, not metal, but embroidery.

The arrival of these people instantly caught the attention of the martial arts apprentices.

"Keep practicing."

Dou Bao shouted low, a rare flash of displeasure appearing on her face.

She hated people not focusing.

Of course, what she detested more were these constables.

In Dou Bao's eyes, these constables were even more scoundrel than bandits, second only to the government soldiers.

Every one of them exploited people, relying on bullying the weak.

Moreover, they always bullied them.

Back home, a widow sister in their town was bullied by a constable then jumped into the river.

Although afterwards, the constable was skinned by someone by the town gate, the dead could not return, pity that widow sister who taught her embroidery, Dou Bao hated these constables to the bone.

Therefore, naturally, Dou Bao did not show a good face.

"What do you want?"

Dou Bao blocked the door, asking stiffly.

"Excuse me, is Master Mu here?"

The leading constable bent over with a smile, asking in the most amiable tone.

No help for it.

He was here to ask for help.

The little girl in front was inconsequential.

However, the person in the distance was a big name.

The previous competition with Peng, Zhang, Li, Zhao, the four masters, although the doors were closed, the fact that a new martial arts school opened on Martial Arts Street said it all.

One must know, it had been over three years without newcomers opening a school on Martial Arts Street.

All these prove the strength of the person.

And now, he needed such a person's help.

Thus, Jia Youcai bent over, secretly glancing at Jason standing on the far steps.

Dou Bao noticed the other's glance, but this young lady answered straightforwardly.

"Not here."

With that, Dou Bao raised her hand to close the door.

"Hey, hey, young lady."

"Wait, don't."

"Hand, hand!"

"It's pinching my hand!"

Seeing Dou Bao closing the door, Jia Youcai couldn't care less, directly wedging his hand into the door gap.

Not that he didn't want to push the door open.

But he didn't dare.

Facing a martial arts school and facing those ordinary folk was different.

The latter, intimidate a bit, he was good.

The former, intimidate a bit, he'd be done.

He was just forty years old, not wanting to meet his dad so early.

Dou Bao quickly opened the door.

She saw it pinched his hand indeed, and the red mark would soon swell.

Once the door opened, Jia Youcai quickly stepped over the threshold, using his knee to hold the door and said with a flattering face: "I really have something important to discuss with Master Mu."

"What important matter?"

"You all... "

"Dou Bao, let the guest in."

Dou Bao was about to say some unpleasant words, but was interrupted by Jason.

With Jason speaking up, even if reluctantly, Dou Bao could only open the door.

Jia Youcai smiled, quickly trotting towards Jason.

"Master Mu, a pleasure to meet you, seeing you surpasses hearing about you!"

Arriving below the steps, Jia Youcai looked at the tall, robust Jason, secretly admiring, immediately cupping his fists.

Although he hadn't seen Jason fight, just based on physique, Jia Youcai believed their whole squad together wouldn't be a match.

No problem.

As long as he agrees to help, it'll surely work.

Jia Youcai thought, his tone more respectful.

"I am the arrest officer of Mountain City, Jia Youcai."

"I have come today to request Master Mu's assistance."

"Of course, it's not for free."

"There's remuneration, and rewards."

Jia Youcai said as he cupped his hands again.

Help?

Jason discreetly scrutinized Jia Youcai and the four constables behind him.

Average builds, iron rulers hanging on their waists, but no calluses on the palms, standing askew, clearly not well-trained, even less like they'd practiced the secret technique.

Wasn't here for the 'Chen Residence'.

Jason thought silently.

But, he did not drop his guard.

He gestured Jia Youcai to enter the hall behind with him.

This was the largest building in the front yard.

Not only where apprentices relaxed on rainy days, but also a place for discussions, if challengers came, sparring would be held here—friendly, behind closed doors.

Following Jason into the hall, away from the crowd, especially when Dou Bao brought tea and smoothly closed the door, Jia Youcai had no worries.

Plop.

This arrest officer knelt before Jason.

"Master Mu, please save us!"