The Extreme Yang Society? "Exotic Beast" is Just a General Term, Prepare More

Deep in the night, the moonlight was shrouded by dark clouds.

The sound of dogs barking drifted through the old alleys, and the cries of night birds carried a desolate tone.

Outside that dilapidated, abandoned house.

The man with bloodstains on his mask watched the newcomer with calm eyes, his tone cold, revealing an invisible killing intent within the deathly silence!

Sweat suddenly broke out on Zhang Sheng's forehead. He whispered, "Leader, did something happen?"

"Explain this!"

Shi Wen tossed an iron token over.

Zhang Sheng hurriedly reached out to catch it, but when his gaze fell upon the goat head carved into the token, his expression shifted.

He immediately flipped the token face-down on the ground, a look of shock and bewilderment appearing on his face. "Damn it, how did we end up provoking this bunch of lunatics?"

"Who are they?"

Shi Wen stood up, staring at Zhang Sheng.

He was now a few centimeters taller than Zhang Sheng, standing over him with a sense of oppression like a beast looming ahead!

Zhang Sheng was drenched in sweat and hurriedly explained, "Leader, this organization is called the Extreme Yang Society, and they are all a bunch of madmen!"

"Rumor has it that this organization has tens of millions of followers spread across the world. From powerful martial arts masters to street beggars, anyone could be a member of the Extreme Yang Society. They go around inciting freedom in every nation and carrying out all sorts of rebellions. They are a group of lunatics who fear nothing but a world in chaos!"

"Tsk tsk... I never expected to run into followers of the Extreme Yang Society."

"The Extreme Yang Society?"

Shi Wen's expression darkened. "Tong Roushan was a member of the Extreme Yang Society. One of their followers died at our hands; how should we handle this?"

"Leader, you don't need to worry about that. Accidents happen every day, and not every follower of the Extreme Yang Society is a master. Isn't it normal for people to die?"

Zhang Sheng chuckled. "The Extreme Yang Society has spies all over the world. The weak ones—perhaps some vegetable vendors or roadside beggars—could all be members. It's perfectly normal for these people to occasionally die in accidents or simply vanish. How could the Extreme Yang Society possibly keep track of them all?"

"Besides, the Extreme Yang Society loves to recruit eyes and ears everywhere and plant spies."

"And these spies might live their whole lives without ever being activated once. How could there be so many dangerous incidents?"

"Right now, there are Martial Dao Grandmasters stationed all over Great Liang."

"In Black Cloud County, there are also many experts who have tempered their strength standing tall. No accidents will happen, don't worry."

"If the sky falls, it'll crush the tall ones first!"

Unfortunately.

Only Zhang Sheng's fawning laughter echoed in the deep alley. Shi Wen, however, did not laugh; his gaze turned exceptionally cold. "Your own martial arts realm isn't very high, so how do you know so much?"

"Leader, I've been mixing in the streets since I was a child and have traveled to many places, so it's normal to know a few things. Besides, who doesn't have a secret or two?"

Zhang Sheng tossed the token back and smirked. "Besides, my life is still in your hands right now."

"Not to mention I can't beat you, I have no conflict of interest with you either. Why be afraid of me? I'm a very honest person, I say what's on my mind. You can rest easy!"

Shi Wen remained silent.

His gaze rested on Zhang Sheng's fawning face.

He couldn't detect any signs of lying, but he felt that Zhang Sheng was simply too mysterious.

How could someone merely in the Blood-Tempering Realm know so much?

Did these things not already exceed the scope of the other party's martial arts?

Perhaps... this person was also part of some mysterious organization, and there was some treasure about to emerge in Black Cloud County, drawing these people here to scheme and plot...

Forget it.

Who doesn't have a secret or two?

As long as they didn't disturb his peaceful life, it would be fine.

Shi Wen toyed with the token, pushing his thoughts aside. "When will you take me to see the source of the exotic beast meat you mentioned?"

"Leader, how about we wait about five days? Let me break through to the Blood-Coagulation Realm and prepare some measures before we head out together?" A grave expression appeared on Zhang Sheng's face. "That place is somewhat eerie; the blood energy there is too thin, and it's very likely we won't be able to get out. It's best to go and investigate only after making foolproof preparations."

Upon hearing this, Shi Wen couldn't help but be startled. "The place is eerie? What do you mean?"

In his mind, exotic beasts were similar to wild animals in the mountains, hunted and brought back to be processed with secret methods to serve as nourishment for martial artists.

But hearing Zhang Sheng put it this way, it didn't seem that simple.

"Exotic beast is just a general term. In reality, there are many classifications. Some are just like wild animals in the mountains—either fierce or docile—and can be obtained through hunting."

"But the meat of other exotic beasts is like lingzhi or mushrooms; they grow out of the ground. After you cut them, they will grow back after a period of time. Some major powers in the cities built their fortunes on this kind of renewable exotic beast meat, cultivating martial artists and achieving their current unshakeable status."

"Anyway, 'exotic beast' is just a collective term. There are all sorts of them. You might even kick a stone that turns out to be exotic beast meat if you're lucky enough."

After Zhang Sheng provided his examples, he said with a solemn expression, "The location of the exotic beast I discovered is a bit strange. It only appears during a specific time at night. Once you enter, it rapidly consumes your own blood energy, and countless whispers appear in your ears!"

"That's why I want to wait until I step into the Blood-Coagulation Realm and have some certainty before I try."

"Is it very dangerous?" Shi Wen frowned slightly.

"It's just a bit eerie. Compared to those fierce and irritable exotic beasts that require brute force to hunt, it's not dangerous at all." Zhang Sheng chuckled. "As long as we're cautious, there definitely won't be any problems!"

"I was the one who discovered that place first. If we go in for the first time, we might be able to reap some unexpected benefits."

"Mm."

Shi Wen listened to Zhang Sheng's account, his heart quite shaken.

To be honest, he only knew that exotic beast meat was expensive—so much so that the average commoner couldn't afford a single jin of it with a month's wages—but he had never imagined there would be so many intricacies behind the source of such meat!

But then, he reconsidered.

He himself was practicing martial arts and could easily shatter stone monuments.

It didn't seem all that strange that this world possessed exotic beasts with mysterious origins.

Shi Wen calculated the amount of exotic beast meat he had left and said in a deep voice, "About how many days will it take?"

"Three to five days. My injuries have mostly recovered, and I managed to get my hands on a Blood-Coagulation Pill today. Breaking through to the Blood-Coagulation Realm will be no problem at all."

Zhang Sheng chuckled, "When the time comes and there are benefits, remember to share some with me, Boss!"

"Mm." Shi Wen nodded, only to see Zhang Sheng toss the bag in his hand over.

Shi Wen caught it, opened it, and found some silver banknotes and exotic beast meat inside. He asked, puzzled, "What is the meaning of this?"

"Boss, this morning, while the news of Tong Roushan's death hadn't leaked yet, I ran to his home and scavenged this exotic beast meat and these silver banknotes. The rest of the banknotes are the profits for this month from the Robbery Gang... I mean, the Harmony and Prosperity Union."

"There's also some I got from shaking down the merchant guilds that Tong Roushan used to protect, hehe..."

Seeing Zhang Sheng's rather smug expression.

Shi Wen pulled thirty percent of the banknotes from the bag, rolled them into a bundle, and handed them over. "This is your share."

"Many thanks, Boss."

Zhang Sheng did not refuse and took them with a smile.

The two chatted for a few more moments before Zhang Sheng hurried away.

Watching Zhang Sheng's figure disappear from sight.

Shi Wen fixed his gaze on the Extreme Seal, silently calculating in his heart.

Five days or so would be just enough for him to cultivate his foundation skills to the Great Completion stage.

By then, his blood and qi would surely be more refined, allowing him to better handle any sudden situations!

Regardless of whether Zhang Sheng had ulterior motives or was being sincere.

He decided that over these next few days, he would strive to raise the proficiency of his Baji Fist Foundation, Iron Whip Leg, and Iron Claw Skill all to the Great Completion stage.

No matter who comes.

He would punch them all to death!