Dominating Martial King
Chapter 221 - 221 189 Don't Touch_3

221: Chapter 189 Don’t Touch_3 221: Chapter 189 Don’t Touch_3 The atmosphere was grand and his steps, though unhurried and measured, covered an impressive distance with each stride.

His square face serene as water yet subtly revealed a trace of worry.

The rich aroma of meat drifted across the field.

A frighteningly large beast’s leg, pierced by a steel spear, was roasting over the fire, occasionally dripping fat that sizzled loudly.

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

The Wild Toothed Pig, weighing over four tons, had been divided into several portions.

At least half was fed to the nearby Horned Cloud Horses, mixed with yellow bean fodder, enjoying their delicious meal.

Only three legs remained, besides the one roasting.

Yiin Yang and Su Chuxue each took one, eating voraciously, with grease dripping from their mouths.

The former still maintained some decorum, but the latter completely disregarded her image.

She seemed as if she wished to devour the bones as well, chewing vigorously while gazing at Zong Shou with immense admiration.

“Delicious!

Gulp!

Really tasty!

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

The words were muffled and difficult to comprehend without paying attention.

Zong Shou couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Chuxue was his maid, born into the tiger-cat species of the demon clan.

Despite her beautiful appearance, she was naturally greedy and active.

She appeared demure and lovely but could hardly stay still for 15 minutes, especially when eating, always managing to shock others.

Her name, Su Chuxue, suggested purity and beauty, but her temperament hardly related to the name, except for her skin that truly was as flawless as snow.

According to historical records, the so-called demon clan were ancient ancestors who incorporated the blood of mighty mutant beasts into their bodies to enhance their combat abilities and combat the rampaging Alien Barbaric Beasts that plagued the land.

When that brutal era ended, these modified humans were ostracized and formed what came to be known as the demon clan.

Thousands of years later, this race had almost disappeared, and Zong Shou had only read about them in games.

Using the dagger in his hand, he casually cut off a piece of roasted meat and ate it methodically.

Zong Shou’s gaze then inadvertently shifted again to the carriage nearby.

“Uncle Yiin, with a formidable enemy possibly lurking, isn’t it risky for us to make fire and halt here?”

After spending seven days on the carriage, although Zong Shou hadn’t seen Yiin Yang Chuxue fighting personally, the new marks and numerous holes almost penetrating the iron walls of the carriage, some even stained with blood, were shocking.

It was evident that before his arrival in this world, they must have gone through grave dangers.

In the past two days, both had frequently ventured out in the name of hunting, but each time they returned, the smell of fresh blood was unmistakable—not from beasts, but from humans.

Yiin Yang paused at these words, then with an unconcerned tone and while continuing to eat his meat said, “Princely Heir, rest assured.

Within six hundred miles, the area has been cleared.

Only the hawks monitor day and night.

Whether we make fire or not is of no consequence.

Chuxue and I also need time to recuperate—”

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

His heart sank again—these aerial “eyes” meant that the movements of his group could be perfectly tracked by the enemy.

Moreover, with the carriage being so conspicuous, there was no chance of concealing their movements.

It seemed that a great enemy indeed lurked nearby, their situation precarious as a pile of eggs.

However, what concerned him more at that moment was Yiin Yang’s form of address.

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

In the demon clan, Princely Heir certainly implied the successor to the Demon King!

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

As the heir to the Demon King, being incapable of fighting was undoubtedly a dire situation.

Zong Shou sighed, continuing to eat the Wild Boar Meat.

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

Zong Shou stood up and moved to a more open area.

He began to stretch and flex his body, bending at the waist, bowing, and stretching his limbs, much like modern fitness routines.

At that moment, Chuxue finished her leg of pork but then tore off half of another grilled leg.

Eating and curiously watching, she said, “You’re practicing those poses again, they look so strange and can’t be used for fighting.

Young Master, did you learn this at the Coastal Academy?

Those Spirit Masters only deceive people, always talking about ‘teaching without discrimination, embracing all under heaven—’

Zong Shou ignored her, focusing intently on performing each movement perfectly.

The basic guiding movements were not from ancient traditions but created by players in the ‘Divine Emperor’ game.

They were meant to guide external energy into the body for personal use, similar to practicing the Inner Breath Heart Method, and were particularly beneficial.

Especially during the practice of Basic Cultivation Methods, it could increase efficiency by at least thirty percent.

Zong Shou was both a participant and an initiator.

Before coming here, he had been developing the seventh set of movements, but unfortunately had not completed it when the ‘Cosmic Extreme Destiny Book’ was released, sparking the battle among the Seven Emperors of the Cloud Realm.

Afterward, he mysteriously arrived in this world.

Now, as Zong Shou completed each move, a stream of Qi was forcibly directed by him into the Qi Sea in his lower abdomen.