Ambush Killing

The caravan's carts and horses swayed leisurely along the winding mountain path.

The young laborer driving the cart heard the contempt in Steward Song's tone. Frowning, he turned his head away, unwilling to listen any longer.

Steward Song smacked his lips. He had meant to show off a little, but now there was no one left to flatter him.

Just then, however, a voice rang out.

"Sir Steward, what do you mean by fifth grade and exotic beast meat?"

Steward Song turned and saw that it was Wei Luo speaking from the cart.

Seeing that someone was listening, his mood immediately brightened again.

He still began in a belittling tone.

"Sure enough, you're from some backwater place. I'm afraid you've never seen anything good in your life, have you?"

"Do you know that this world holds countless rare treasures and exotic beasts? There are great medicines that have absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there are exotic beasts that come and go like ghosts.

"These great medicines and exotic beast meat are divided into different grades. Fifth grade is the lowest, while first grade is the best.

"Yet some exotic beast meat has special effects. Some can make an eighty-year-old man's blood and vitality as vigorous as an eighteen-year-old's, while others can increase one's strength..."

Halfway through, Steward Song paused again, his face filled with longing.

"It is said that some special exotic beast meat can even restore youth! Or allow an ordinary person to gain tremendous martial power. Perhaps even becoming a saint in a single step is not impossible!"

Becoming a saint in a single step?

Wei Luo's expression turned a little strange when he heard that.

That was not to be believed. It was most likely a rumor passed from mouth to mouth, growing