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True Martial World (Web Novel) - Chapter 49 - I want one item



Chapter 49: I want one item

Yi Yun could no longer wait. He poured the sauces he had prepared earlier and tore off a pheasant leg and bit down. The skin was crisp and the flesh juicy. The meat was tender, and oil oozed out with each bite. His mouth was filled with fragrance.

It had to be said that the fat elder's unknown pheasant was absolutely delicious. It was no wonder that he was still able to enjoy it even after roasting it to such a pathetic state.

Besides, the meat included a stream of pure energy. As it entered Yi Yun's stomach, this energy spread throughout Yi Yun's body, giving him a sense of warmth that was indescribably comfortable.

The old man's wine was also extremely special. After baking in salt, the taste of alcohol had not evaporated. It had fused into the pheasants flesh, giving it an intoxicating aroma.

The wine contained even purer energy, refreshing Yi Yun's entire body till his pores opened.

Lin Xintong looked curiously at Yi Yun. Just from the smell and appearance, it was easy to guess that it tasted great.

This kid is at most twelve and he has such skills?

"Sister Fairy, do you want some?" Yi Yun's words were extremely sweet. He knew that the girl's stature was extraordinary. The old man had treated her as the apple of his eyes, so although Yi Yun didn't know her name, there was no harm calling her Sister Fairy.

"Eh… " Lin Xintong hesitated, but seeing Yi Yun tear off an untouched drumstick for her, she was unsure what to do.

After hesitating a moment, she accepted it and took a small bite.

It was indeed delicious!

In comparison, this would make her master's "Black Charred Pheasant" unappetizing.

The girl took out a handkerchief, wiped her mouth and thanked him with a smile.

She had never tried such a way of cooking and the taste was very unique.

Although Lin Xintong lead an austere life, and she was not obsessed with food, she had reached her limit after eating the bitter "Black Charred Pheasant" daily while out in the wilderness for training.

Although the girl appreciated it, she did not embellish her praise. But the fat elder was different. He was a greedy glutton. Despite him reaching the state where he could avoid grain many years back, he had never succumbed to it. He made sure to have four meals a day, breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper.

Usually, he would be supplied with food and drink at home; it tasted good, and it was sufficient to satiate his taste buds. But now with him out with his disciple, it was tough on him. He was already sick of eating ash barbecue continuously.

His gluttony had led to him salivating, but he could not lower his status to ask from Yi Yun. As Yi Yun did not seem to have any intention at giving him some of the pheasant, the fat elder was unhappy. This kid was such an ingrate, did he forget who gave him the pheasant and wine?

"I didn't expect that you could cook. I have tasted all the world's delicacies, so I am definitely an authority when it comes to taste! Come on, kid, I'll appraise you, and see how good is your culinary skills. I'll give you pointers if there's any room for improvement." As he said that, he stretched his greasy fat hand stained with soot out. He had not even wiped his hands after eating the roasted pheasant!

Yi Yun wanted to avoid by instinct, but for some reason, although the fat hand's speed wasn't fast, he was unable to evade it. In the end, a small portion of the pheasant was ripped off. Two wings par excellence were gone!

Damn it!

Yi Yun cursed in his heart. But at that moment, the fat elder had already bitten down. He gave Yi Yun a sardonic look which read, "You think you could avoid my moves with your trivial abilities?"

As he bit down, the grease exploded and fragrance filled his mouth. The fat elder's eyes lit up!

The meat was of course delicious, but the most important thing was the taste of alcohol.

In fact, the old man had eaten lots of delicious delicacies, but this was the first time he encountered such a cooking style.

The meat which had absorbed the alcohol was made even tastier!

He was not only a glutton, but also an alcoholic. It had never crossed his mind that alcohol could be used in this way. He found it unbelievable that alcohol and pheasant, two distinct and delicious flavors could be so delicious when combined!

In contrast, the roasted pheasant he previously made was only fit for dogs!

Although the old man had already finished a pheasant previously, and the unknown pheasant was extremely large in size, he was still able to eat another half of a pheasant without any indications of being full. Having learned the Elephant Swallowing Technique, Yi Yun knew that the meat was extremely resistant to digestion. A normal person could survive on a drumstick for days without going hungry.

The old man was able to eat at an astonishingly fast speed despite looking refined as he ate. He finished half a pheasant in about a minute, leaving only a pile of bones.

The bones, even the delicate rib bones were eaten clean, putting a dog to shame.

The old man was not bothered about Yi Yun's surprised gaze, as he calmly wiped the oil off his mouth. He said, "The taste is passable. If you improve further, you will catch up to my roasted pheasant."

Yi Yun nearly choked upon hearing the old man's brazen claims. What sort of person was he? It felt like his stature was extraordinary, but why was he so shameless?

The old man pretended not to notice Yi Yun's despising glare and looked at the salt-baked pheasant in Yi Yun's hands saying, "Why aren't you eating, are you full?"

"No!" Yi Yun was shocked, he quickly shook his head and attacked the salt baked-pheasant in his hands.

What a joke. If he was slower by a second, or even the time it took to blink, the pheasant in his hands could have turned to a pile of bones.

Besides being tasty, the meat was great nourishment for the body. Yi Yun felt his originally empty body fill up with energy in a short while. It made his blood begin to stir, and made him grow stronger.

Could this pheasant be a descendant of some ancient bird desolate beast?

Yi Yun felt mixed emotions. Rich people ate such food daily so their strength was bound to naturally increase rapidly.

He was initially feeling joyous from completing his Tempered Body, but this made him calm down.

His starting point was considered low. Even if he made a meteoric rise in a small tribe, it would have been nothing spectacular in a big tribe. He still had a long road ahead.

"Hey, from what I see, you have some culinary skills, and it can be considered fate that we got to know each other… " With that said, the fat elder touched his ring.

This was the second time Yi Yun heard these words, and he was already immune to it. He calmly wiped his mouth as he waited for the fat elder to take something out.

"Hehe, Kid, take this to buy some sweets," said the fat elder as he took out two golden ingots from his ring. It looked like it weighed half a pound.

This was the first time Yi Yun was seeing golden ingots. Back on Earth, he had only seen gold plates displayed in the glass cases of banks, but they were not this big.

Yi Yun could not help but take another glance.

"Come, I still have over twenty chickens. You can cook it, and I'll give you these two gold ingots. Then, you can buy lots of sweets," said the old man in a jolly manner. Although he did not admit it verbally, he knew that his culinary skills were nothing compared to Yi Yun’s. Yi Yun's salt-baked pheasant, especially combined with the alcohol and the meat’s fragrance had made the fat elder's mouth water.

Upon hearing this, Yi Yun curled his mouth. In the Cloud Wilderness, gold ingots were only pleasant to the eye, but they were of no use.

On Earth, these two large gold pieces would have been enough to buy a lifetime's worth of food. But in this world, food was very expensive, especially in the Cloud Wilderness. Even with gold ingots, one might not be able to buy anything. If he were to use gold to exchange with Lian Chengyu for food, it would be throwing himself to the wolves.

"I don't want gold," said Yi Yun who was unmoved. This old man had initially given him bronze coins, and now he had given gold. It was clear that he was treating Yi Yun as some kid who got lucky, and not someone who practiced martial arts. "Senior, don't you know that the outcome would be disastrous if a kid carries gold into the streets?"

"Eh?" choked the fat elder. Thoughts such as even if Yi Yun couldn't use it, he could have given it to his parents floated into the elder's mind.

Lin Xintong, who was by the fat elder's side, looked at Yi Yun with surprise. The principle of an innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth was simple, but as a twelve-year-old child, he was not only unmoved by the gold, but the way he calmly said it was pretty impressive.

"Then what do you want?" said the fat elder as he kept the gold.

"I only want one item from you, Senior," said Yi Yun slowly and calmly as he looked the fat elder in the eye.

The fat elder said with interest, "Say it."

"I can tell that Senior is some extraordinary person. You must be someone of a high standing and exceptional status, with… "

"Alright, cut the flattery." The fat elder looked at Yi Yun with a despicable look. This kid sure was odd.

"Oh… I'm not sucking up to you, I'm just expressing my admiration towards you. You can have all that and be admired by many, including me, because… Senior you have the strength!"

"In this wilderness, those with strength will be honored by others!"

"So I will make a request with great courage for one item, that is—strength!"

Yi Yun said those words with confidence. Although he had said it slowly, it entered straight into the fat elder’s ears, giving him a shock.

Lin Xintong blinked her pair of beautiful eyes and looked at Yi Yun with surprise. What Yi Yun had said was very simple, but when her master had asked him what he wanted, he had said those words to express his desire of becoming strong. This was unlike how kids spoke without thought.

Those words were unlike that of a child.

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