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Primary Exotic Beast Meat.

The sight of the five jin of flesh and blood before him made Fang Xing's heart tremble.

Exotic beast meat was something on the same level as Spirit Ginseng and Treasure Medicine.

It contained immense, refined energy.

Exotic beast meat was more valuable than Beast Meat.

Its benefits to martial artists went without saying.

It was a "treasure."

Fang Xing had only heard of exotic beast meat; he had never seen it before.

After all, his former self had merely been an ordinary man. Under normal circumstances, such things were difficult to come into contact with.

More than ten jin of tiger meat had been enhanced into five jin of Primary Exotic Beast Meat. Though the quantity had decreased somewhat, the effects of exotic beast meat were certainly stronger than dozens, or even over a hundred jin, of Beast Meat.

Besides containing refined energy, exotic beast meat also possessed a trace of spirituality.

The spirituality contained within flesh and blood was greatly beneficial to a martial artist's advancement.

Looking at the exotic beast meat on the chopping board, Fang Xing quickly recovered himself.

"Although there's a little less of it, enhancing it to the level of exotic beast meat wasn't a loss."

Fang Xing was rather satisfied.

Beast Meat was common, but exotic beast meat was not.

Even just five jin of exotic beast meat was astonishingly valuable.

One hundred taels of silver per jin would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.

For ordinary people, even ordinary martial artists, it was an extravagant luxury.

Even if they wanted to buy it, they might not be able to.

"It smells pretty good..."

He leaned closer and sniffed. Compared with the gamey smell contained in Beast Meat, exotic beast meat not only lacked any gamey odor, but even carried a faint fragrance.

He just did not know what kind of exotic beast it came from.

"I'll make some and try it."

Coming back to his senses, Fang Xing immediately got to work with his knife.

He cut up half the exotic beast meat and set the other half aside for now.

The energy contained in exotic beast meat was immense. Two and a half jin of it was stronger than eating dozens of jin of Beast Meat.

Blanching it, preparing the ingredients, then stewing it in a clay pot.

The whole process flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water.

More than half an hour passed, and a rich fragrance wafted from the clay pot.

Opening the lid, Fang Xing looked at the nearly finished exotic beast meat and unconsciously swallowed.

Fragrant!

Incredibly fragrant!

It smelled completely different from stewed Beast Meat. With the seasonings added, the flavor had permeated every bit of it.

His throat bobbed as he swallowed, and Fang Xing immediately dug in with gusto.

He quickly swept it all clean, drinking every last drop of the broth.

After eating the exotic beast meat, his stomach felt warm. A current of heat roamed from his abdomen, spreading through his limbs and bones, nourishing his sinews and skeleton.

It felt completely different from eating Beast Meat.

A scorching sensation swept over his entire body.

The energy of the exotic beast meat was spreading.

Even with his current cultivation, he felt somewhat "stuffed."

The heat rushed to his head, turning his face slightly flushed.

"Sure enough, it's different."

Feeling the surging energy within him, Fang Xing stepped out of the kitchen and into the courtyard, where he began practicing the Demon Subduing Fist Technique.

His immense force shook the air. Force spiraled around him, while invisible currents of air wound through the space within a zhang of his body.

Every stance of the Demon Subduing Fist contained formidable power.

As he practiced, a faintly ferocious aura emerged from his body.

Still as a maiden, swift as a startled hare!

The edge of his fist tore through the air.

Fist shadows, palm strikes, and claw imprints overlapped!

The energy of the exotic beast meat was tremendously powerful, even stronger than he had expected.

Though it was slightly inferior to Spirit Ginseng and Treasure Medicine, it was still more potent than the medicinal effects of a Blood-Qi Pill.

Immersed in cultivating the Demon Subduing Fist, his body was like a sponge, ceaselessly absorbing the exotic beast meat's energy and filling itself.

"Pa—!!"

A punch boomed through empty air. The qi and blood in his body coursed throughout him, and as he continued absorbing, the energy of the exotic beast meat merged into his body as well.

His qi and blood grew, and his Internal Force was strengthened.

It was not until dusk that Fang Xing finally stopped.

"Phew..."

He exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It had taken him most of the day to completely absorb the energy of the two and a half jin of exotic beast meat.

Both his Internal Force and qi and blood had grown considerably.

"Mm, I'll buy some more Beast Meat tomorrow. This is even more effective than Blood-Qi Pills. If I eat it every day, my progress will surely be impressive."

Fang Xing sensed the changes in his body.

He still had quite a few Enhancement Points. If he ate exotic beast meat every day or two to improve himself, his rate of progress would not pale even beside those so-called geniuses.

If he kept at it, reaching Transformation Force within a few months was not impossible.

Although the gap between Dark Force and Transformation Force was even greater, with sufficient resources, he had great confidence.

Cultivating superior martial arts, supplemented by powerful dietary and medicinal nourishment, along with his own comprehension of martial arts.

Though his three-point innate talent affected him, with all these advantages, advancement was inevitable.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

At dawn, Fang Xing finished breakfast, washed up, changed into a set of black fitted clothes, and left the house.

Unlike usual, today was a special day for him.

Yesterday afternoon, Lin Zheng had sent someone to tell him the latest news: the matter of his appointment had been settled.

Today was the day he took office.

Upon arriving at the County Yamen, Fang Xing headed straight for the main hall.

When he entered the County Yamen's main hall, nearly all the Yamen Runners had arrived, aside from him.

The County Magistrate had issued an order for everyone to assemble, and most of them were utterly bewildered.

Yet some had already guessed what was going on.

When Fang Xing arrived, pair after pair of eyes fell upon him.

A trace of respect showed in the eyes of most of the Yamen Runners.

The news that Fang Xing had broken through to Dark Force had long spread throughout the County Yamen.

His Dark Force cultivation was a full level stronger than that of the four Constables.

Bright Force at its peak and Dark Force seemed only one step apart, but not just anyone could cross that step.

Once one crossed it, everything was completely different.

More importantly, Fang Xing was not yet nineteen. Reaching Dark Force at his age meant he had a great chance of entering the Transformation Force realm in the future.

His potential was astonishing!

At the very least, that was true among this group of people.

Among the Yamen Runners, only a very small number had reached Bright Force.

Out of over a hundred Yamen Runners, barely more than a tenth were Bright Force martial artists—less than two tenths, even.

Foundation Establishment and Dragon Gate were not merely empty words.

For ordinary people, stepping into Bright Force was already remarkable, let alone Fang Xing, who had reached Dark Force.

Seeing the varying expressions and gazes around him, Fang Xing remained completely unmoved. He stepped forward, and the Yamen Runners of the North Ward Office eagerly came up to greet him.

The people from the other ward offices were unclear on the details, but they knew more or less what was happening.

The County Magistrate had summoned everyone today, and nine times out of ten, it had something to do with Fang Xing.

His cultivation overwhelmed the four great Constables. His ascent was inevitable!

"Brother Xing, are you getting promoted?"

Xu Le stepped forward, looked at Fang Xing, blinked, and asked in a low voice.

"You guess." Fang Xing replied with a smile.

Xu Le: "..."

"You'll know soon enough." Fang Xing lightly said, patting Xu Le on the shoulder.

So he really was moving up...

Hearing this, Xu Le's heart shook. The group of Yamen Runners around them heard it as well, and for a moment, they could not help but lose themselves in thought.

Judging from Fang Xing's casual tone, he was definitely moving up today. From a Yamen Runner to Deputy Constable, and now, another step higher!

A Constable!

An eighteen-year-old Constable—such a precedent had never existed in Qingshan County!

Even looking back several decades, one could not find a Constable so young.

But Fang Xing truly possessed that strength.

An eighteen-year-old Dark Force martial artist was a one-in-ten-thousand martial arts genius even in all of Qingshan County.

But... if Fang Xing became a Constable, would he replace one of the other Constables?

The surrounding Yamen Runners could not help looking toward Xu Zhengxiong and the others.

Qingshan County had maintained four Constable positions for many years.

If Fang Xing rose to the position, it was very possible that he would replace one of them.

Alternatively, a new Constable position could be created, but according to Qingshan County's traditions over the years, replacement was likely the greater possibility.

After all, the four Constables had already established divisions of territory.

The areas under the Constables' jurisdiction could practically be said to connect seamlessly.

If Fang Xing moved up, they could not possibly carve out an entirely new area for him, could they?

Either that, or they would have to carve out portions of the four Constables' territories and place them under Fang Xing's jurisdiction.

Just as some people were growing curious, Xu Zhengxiong and the other three suddenly walked over.

They quickly arrived before Fang Xing.

The four great Constables had gathered.

The surrounding Yamen Runners instinctively moved farther away.

The four Constables coming before Fang Xing instantly drew everyone's attention.

As Xu Zhengxiong and the others arrived before him, Fang Xing swept his gaze over them.

Other than Yang Bo, whose expression was rather unpleasant, the other three wore amicable looks. Xu Zhengxiong, in particular, was all smiles.