Iron Yak

"Looks like aside from the Stamina Boost marked on the scroll, after integrating the Rock Sheep, my other attributes improved somewhat as well. It's just that the improvement wasn't enough to be recorded in the Mountain Sea Scroll. Still, the enhancement to my body is real."

As he pondered, he assumed his fighting stance once more.

With food in his stomach this time, combined with the effects of Stamina Boost, Lin Sheng clearly felt that he was in even better condition than before.

Lin Hong and Xie Guilan saw Lin Sheng training but did not disturb him. They returned to their rooms early to rest.

He trained until deep into the night before finally feeling a trace of fatigue. He did not continue, merely rinsed himself off, then went to bed.

The next day, when daylight broke, Lin Sheng opened his eyes feeling utterly invigorated. Though he had trained too intently until late last night, he did not feel the slightest bit drowsy now.

He went to work at the slaughterhouse, and by afternoon—

After work, he practiced martial arts. Lin Sheng's schedule was extremely regular.

Another three days passed in the blink of an eye. During that time, Tian Hu came by to inspect everyone's progress. After briefly answering one or two of Wu Gang's questions, he hurried away.

After the initial joy of gaining access to martial arts training, much of the excitement among the skinners had now faded. After a week of practice, they discovered that cultivating martial arts did not seem nearly as easy as they had imagined.

No, it should be said that it was far, far more difficult than they had imagined.

After one week, most of them were already exhausted to the bone. Forget practicing martial arts each day—even their work quotas at the slaughterhouse could not be met. The wages deducted over that week were like chunks of flesh being carved from their bodies.

Yet if they devoted their energy to work, they had barely any time left to practice martial arts, making their already insignificant progress even less noticeable.

Thus, quite a few skinners were already showing signs of backing down.

Lin Sheng paid no attention to any of this. Over the past three days, he could clearly feel his progress in the Raging Bull Fist.

It was progress he could truly feel every day. He was no longer far from successfully getting started.

After work, Lin Sheng headed to Crock Street and arrived before the butcher's stall.

"Little Brother Lin, I brought your cow blood."

When the butcher saw Lin Sheng, a smile appeared on his face. He set down his butcher's knife, picked up a greasy rag nearby to wipe his hands, then took out a sealed earthen jar from beneath the counter.

"Here are ten jin of cow blood."

"Good."

Lin Sheng caught the heavy earthen jar, a smile appearing on his face as well. He took twenty large coins from his pocket and placed them directly into the butcher's hand. He also bought five jin of pork offal before quickly returning home.

"The cow blood has finally arrived."

The fifteen jin of goods had quite some weight in his arms. Before, carrying so much home would have left him panting for breath at the very least. Yet now, he jogged all the way home without feeling tired at all.

He hung the offal beneath the eaves and carried the earthen jar back to his room.

He took a deep breath, then opened the jar's seal.

"Let's see whether this will work."

As the seal was removed, a wave of bloody stench surged out. Lin Sheng extended his hand and gently submerged it in the thick blood inside the jar.

The next moment, a hazy mass of blood-red mist appeared within the void of his consciousness.

The blood-red mist gathered and twisted, transforming in the blink of an eye into an enormous wild bull.

It was a giant wild bull nearly four meters long and three meters tall.

Its chest was broad, its limbs thick and powerful, its head enormous and horns long. Its two curved horns were like spears, and its entire blackish-brown body was covered in exceedingly dense fur.

This was not the first beast he had seen in this world. Aside from Rock Sheep, he had naturally encountered other beasts in the slaughterhouse as well.

It could be said that the beasts of this world were noticeably more than a size larger than those on Blue Star in his previous life.

This enormous wild bull formed from blood mist was nearly comparable to some elephants from his previous life.

Beast name: Iron Yak (Common Grade)

A common bovine beast. It is rather irritable in temperament, superior to ordinary domesticated cattle, powerful and enduring, ranked among the Common Grade.

Integration Requirement: None

Integration Effect: Strength Boost 1, Stamina Boost 1

"Two special attributes?!"

Seeing the Mountain Sea Scroll's information on the Iron Yak, Lin Sheng was both shocked and delighted.

Naturally, he knew of Iron Yaks.

They were excellent helpers for plowing fields and growing crops.

That was, of course, on the premise that they were domesticated Iron Yaks. The Iron Yak in his consciousness space was clearly not raised in captivity, but a wild Iron Yak.

This Iron Yak was obviously much larger than those captive ones he had seen. Moreover, untrained Iron Yaks were exceptionally violent; ordinary groups of three or five people would not dare provoke one.

"Looks like the cow blood Butcher Zhang got for me is pretty good."

With that thought, Lin Sheng did not hesitate and directly chose to integrate the Iron Yak.

As his consciousness stirred, the image of the Rock Sheep in the space immediately blurred, then completely dissipated into nothingness.

The Iron Yak took the Rock Sheep's former place.

After a while, when Lin Sheng opened his eyes and his consciousness returned, the earthen jar full of blood before him was already completely empty.

He had absorbed all ten jin of yak blood cleanly. Fortunately, it had barely been enough to meet the requirements for integrating the Iron Yak.

"Looks like when I integrate another beast in the future, I need to prepare as much blood as possible. Otherwise, if the blood requirement for my body isn't met, I'll be throwing the baby out with the bathwater."

As the integration was completed, Lin Sheng felt his body grow lighter. With the slightest exertion, the black earthen jar in his hand shattered outright.

He hurriedly stopped moving. He only felt power filling his entire body, as though he could blast a huge pit into the ground with a single punch.

He understood that this sensation was an illusion caused by his sudden surge in strength.

He paused and adapted to the explosive power in his body. Finally, he walked into the courtyard, his gaze settling on the stone mill in its center. He then grabbed it with both hands and, with one exertion, lifted it directly off the ground.

That stone mill weighed a full two hundred jin, yet he had lifted it so easily.

Holding the stone mill, he raised and lowered it more than a dozen times before Lin Sheng finally felt that he had reached his limit and set it back down.

"Phew..."

He let out a heavy breath, his eyes filled with emotion.

"I never expected my strength to soar by this much."

Before awakening the Mountain Sea Scroll, even if he could push the stone mill, he would not have been able to move it more than a few times. Only after integrating the Rock Sheep had he barely been able to lift it, and even then, he could never have done what he had just done.

His strength had likely surpassed the bounds of ordinary people.