Dominating Martial King
Chapter 208 - 208 186 One Man Against a Thousand!_3

208: Chapter 186: One Man Against a Thousand!_3 208: Chapter 186: One Man Against a Thousand!_3 His presence was broad and majestic, each stride he took effortlessly spanning several meters.

His square face held a deep and calm expression, revealing a hint of worry underneath.

The rich aroma of meat wafted through the wilderness.

A terrifyingly large beast’s leg, punctured by a steel spear, was roasting over the fire, with droplets of fat sizzling down periodically.

As the pigskin turned golden brown, Zong Shou carefully brushed on a layer of sesame oil and coated it with spices, making the aroma even more tantalizing.

The four-ton plus Wild Toothed Pig was divided into several parts.

At least half was fed to the nearby Horned Cloud Horses mixed with soybean forage, which they devoured with relish.

Only three legs remained, besides the one being roasted.

Yiin Yang and Su Chuxue each took one, eating with greasy mouths.

The former was slightly more refined, while the latter cared little for her image.

It was as if she wanted to devour even the bones, munching and gnawing while looking at Zong Shou with eyes full of boundless admiration.

“Delicious!

Gulping!

So tasty!

Young Master, your cooking skills have improved a lot—”

The voice was muffled and indistinct, barely comprehensible if not paying attention.

However, Zong Shou couldn’t help but chuckle.

Chuxue was his maid, originating from the Tiger-Cat family, a branch of the demon clan.

Though beautifully featured, she was naturally greedy and restless.

Seemingly demure and charming, looking like a proper lady, she could barely stay still, especially when eating, always managing to surprise everyone.

Although her name was Su Chuxue, apart from her skin fairer than snow, none of her other qualities matched this name.

The so-called demon clan, according to future records, were descendants of ancient ancestors who integrated the blood of powerful mutant beasts into themselves to enhance their combat abilities against the rampaging alien barbaric beasts of their world.

When that brutal era ended, these people were shunned by humanity and formed their own clan, which led to the birth of the demon clan.

After ten thousand years, this group was nearly extinct, and Zong Shou had only seen them in games.

Casually cutting off a piece of roasted meat with his dagger, he ate methodically.

Then Zong Shou’s gaze inadvertently shifted again towards the carriage nearby.

“Uncle Yiin, with a great enemy possibly watching us, is it wise for us to light a fire and remain stationary here?”

Having stayed on top of the carriage for seven days, although Zong Shou hadn’t seen Yiin Yang Chuxue engaging in close combat, the new scars and numerous holes piercing through the iron panel of the carriage sides spoke volumes.

Some spots were even stained with blood, startling to behold.

It was evident that before his arrival in this world, they had faced great peril.

In the past two days, the pair had been frequently hunting, yet each return was marked by a strong scent of blood—not from beasts, but from humans.

Upon hearing this, Yiin Yang paused momentarily before continuing to eat heartily, his voice chilling, “Worry not, Princely Heir, within six hundred miles, all has been cleared.

We’re merely followed by hawks day and night.

Whether we light a fire or not doesn’t matter.

Both Chuxue and I need some time to recuperate—”

Zong Shou looked up and indeed saw several small black dots weaving through the clouds.

His heart sank again; with these aerial ‘eyes’, their every move could be closely monitored by the enemy.

Moreover, given the visibility of their carriage, concealing their actions was utterly impossible.

It seemed they indeed faced a formidable enemy, precarious as a pile of eggs.

However, at that moment, what he found even more concerning was the way Yiin Yang addressed him.

Chuxue called him Young Master, but Yiin Yang referred to him as Princely Heir.

Princely Heir, within the demon clan, must surely be the successor to the Demon King!

Among the hundred branches of the demon clan, most were unruly.

Being the heir to the Demon King but without the strength to fight, one could imagine the dire consequences.

Sighing, Zong Shou continued eating the Wild Boar Meat.

When he was about ninety percent full, he felt warm currents moving energetically throughout his body.

Zong Shou stood up and walked to a more open area to start stretching his body, bending his waist, bowing, and stretching his limbs in movements somewhat similar to modern fitness exercises.

Chuxue had just finished eating the leg in her hand but tore off half of another roasted front leg.

While eating, she curiously watched him.

“Practicing these poses again, they look so strange and can’t be used to fight.

Young Master, are these from the Coastal Academy?

Those Spirit Masters there only cheat people, always talking about teaching without discrimination, embracing all under heaven—”

Zong Shou acted as if he hadn’t heard her, focusing intensely, trying to perfect each movement.

The basic guide was not inherited from ancient times, but rather, originated in the “Divine Emperor” game by some players.

Its purpose was to direct the energy absorbed from the outside world into the body, transforming it for their own use.

Combined with the Inner Breath Heart Method, it was highly beneficial, especially when practicing the Basic Cultivation Method, potentially enhancing efficiency by at least thirty percent.

Zong Shou was one of the participants and initiators.

Before coming here, he had already developed up to the seventh set of movements, but unfortunately, had not completed it before the emergence of the “Cosmic Extreme Destiny Book” triggered the Cloud Realm Seven Emperors’ War.

Subsequently, he inexplicably found himself in this world.

Now, each time Zong Shou completed a movement, a stream of energy was forcefully guided by him into the Qi Sea in his lower abdomen.