Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual
Chapter 1321 - 47: Why is this so familiar?

While Cui Long was comparing who looked better between Dou Bao and Hong Xiu, more than a dozen riders appeared ahead. Each was dressed in black, with capes draped over their shoulders, and swords and bows hung on either side of their saddles.

Black cloth covered their faces, revealing only their eyes.

A fierce, vicious aura emanated from their entire bodies.

Battle-hardened!

As soon as Cui Long saw these riders, such descriptors popped into her mind.

Then, relying on her sharp perception as an alchemist.

She discovered that each of these riders in front was skilled in 'Bone Tempering' to the fullest extent.

Moreover, they obeyed orders precisely, stopping in unison when told to 'stop', clearly familiar with battle formations and coordination.

Instinctively, Cui Long clenched her fist.

Run!

Cui Long had no other thoughts.

According to her judgment, they had no chance of winning.

Although Uncle Xu told her that Mu Bai was comparable to a 'Skin Training' expert, it was just comparable, not in the true sense of 'Skin Training'. Moreover, even a true 'Skin Training' expert would not be a match for more than a dozen riders who were adept at battle formations and equipped with bows and crossbows.

As long as they could put some distance between them using their horses, the relentless shooting would be enough to keep the 'Skin Training' expert on the run.

Once they ran out of strength, death was inevitable.

Fortunately, they were not far from Mountain City.

As long as they ran back to Mountain City, they could survive.

Then, relying on their strong personal martial power, they could take on and defeat the riders one by one.

In almost an instant, Cui Long had formulated a complete plan in her mind.

"Master Mu, we should first..."

Bang!

Just as Cui Long spoke, she was interrupted by a muffled sound.

What followed was a bloody storm.

Jason punched through the chest of the leading rider at the front, blood mixed with fragments of organs splattered out, obscuring the vision of the surrounding knights. The knights shouted to pull away, but it was useless.

After his first punch succeeded, Jason raised his hand and threw a handful of gray powder.

The base was lime, which had been ground multiple times to become finer.

It was specially made by Dou Bao.

The knights raised their hands to block.

Almost all of them blocked it.

But their warhorses didn't have hands, they couldn't block it.

Whinny!

In the midst of intense braying, the supposedly steady warhorses began to jump violently, their hooves constantly scrapping the ground.

Unprepared, several knights were thrown off their horses.

The remaining ones held tightly to the reins.

And Jason's fists continued to strike relentlessly.

Bang bang bang!

The first to be dealt with were the mounted knights, followed by those fallen on the ground.

Resistance? Text acquired from NovelFire.

Of course, there was some, but it was easily crushed.

'Bone Tempering' at its peak is always 'Bone Tempering'; under certain conditions defeating and killing 'Skin Training' is not difficult, but in one-on-one situations, such things rarely happen.

Not to mention, Jason on the 'Skin Training' side was by no means just 'Skin Training'.

Plus, he struck first.

Thus, the outcome of the battle was already determined at the start.

After confirming all enemies were dead, Jason began to clean up the battlefield, and Dou Bao jumped off the carriage to comfort the warhorses.

"Good boy, be good."

"Wash with sesame oil, and it won't hurt."

Dou Bao tended to each horse.

Cui Long followed by her side.

She looked on in astonishment at everything in front of her.

The opponents clearly had a winning situation, so how did they lose?

Just because of a handful of lime?

How can a martial artist use lime?

Isn't that something only street thugs use?

Cui Long really wanted to ask Jason, who was cleaning up the battlefield, but after thinking it over, she decided not to speak. Instead, she turned her head to Dou Bao and softly asked, "Was that lime just now?"

"Yes, I ground it."

"I also prepared croton powder, monkshood powder, and lily of the valley powder. Too bad Master hadn't used them yet, and they just... huh, Cui sister, why does your face look so bad?"

Dou Bao boasted proudly.

The more Cui Long listened, the worse her expression became.

She suddenly realized that Dou Bao, who looked better than Hong Xiu, seemed not so beautiful anymore.

What kind of girl prepares such deadly things?

Hong Xiu sister is still better!

Dou Bao?

Not cute at all.

After considering repeatedly in her heart, Cui Long forced a smile.

"I guess it's because I haven't been resting well recently."

Cui Long explained.

"Is that so?"

"Then you should rest more, Cui sister."

"By the way, I have a bamboo tube here, take it—inside is the juice of the 'Poison Arrow Tree'!"

"In your poor state, you definitely can't perform at your best. If you encounter enemies, just spray this at them, it'll surely be deadly upon blood contact!"

Dou Bao smiled mischievously as she took out a bamboo tube, about to hand it to Cui Long.

Cui Long's body trembled.

As an alchemist, she knew exactly what the juice of the 'Poison Arrow Tree' meant.

Ordinary people who come into contact with a bit of it can't take more than seven steps before dying.

Martial Artists are no exception, dying even faster.

She would be naturally the same.

Therefore, looking at the bamboo tube full of barbs, Cui Long dared not take it.

"I'll just get in the carriage first."

She waved her hand repeatedly, saying these words, and slightly embarrassed, fled back to the carriage.

And behind Cui Long, Dou Bao had a sly smile.

She could feel that Cui Long's gaze on her was somewhat off.

Although during the exodus, most of such looks came from men, there were occasionally one or two from women.