Beside a muddy ditch.
Tang San licked the last drop of broth from the bottom of the White Jade Bowl into his mouth, along with the black sludge, and swallowed.
After all, it was a supreme restorative that a "spirit cuisine master" had simmered using Heavenly Flames and the bones and blood of high-ranking Spirit Beasts.
Even as a bowl of cold leftovers, its immense vitality erupted inside Tang San's shriveled stomach like a primordial beast.
Crack, crack, crack...
A teeth-grating series of cracks rang out from his bones.
Nourished by that vast life essence, Tang San's shattered right leg actually began knitting back together at a visible pace.
Even his depleted meridians were forcibly expanded, producing a faint but pure strand of Spiritual Energy.
"Whew..."
Tang San abruptly rose from the muddy water, his joints popping like beans bursting in a pan.
He wiped the sludge from the corner of his mouth, and his unfocused eyes brightened again.
"Only by enduring the humiliation of crawling between another man's legs can one become a great general."
Tang San looked in the direction Oscar's carriage had vanished, a slight smile touching his lips.
"Oscar, you upstart swaggering with your petty success, you'll never understand how great wisdom can look like foolishness."
"Eating a bowl of your leftovers today was merely borrowing a hen to lay my own eggs-restoring my strength!"
"Once I spread the glory of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons throughout this Great Thousand World, I'll make you kneel before me and repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"
Just as Tang San silently steeled himself, calculating where to gather scrap iron to make hidden weapons.
Boom!
A deafening roar suddenly erupted above Red Fire City!
The dark-red sky was instantly blanketed by dazzling Seven-Colored Fire Clouds.
A terrifying pressure capable of making