One pound of meat equals one attribute point.

Chapter 8 Tai Sui
Su Heng, accompanied by his two guards, walked on the street in the middle of the black market, his eyes lingering over the stalls on both sides, looking for what he needed.

The improvement brought about by the breakthrough of Pure Yang Gong is all-round.

Not only his physique, Su Heng's perception also became unusually sharp. He could smell the stale and moldy smell in the air, and the more obscure smell of blood buried under the rotten smell. It was obvious that there was no peace here, and bloody conflicts often broke out, so that even after being washed away by rain, the smell of blood could not be dispelled, leaving a layer of bloody shadow.

There were quite a few people coming and going in the black market, but each of them was in a hurry with their heads down. Even if they occasionally looked up to observe the surrounding environment, the expression on their faces was very alert.

Some people also wear masks to hide their true faces.

If you come across something you want in the black market, you will reach out and negotiate the price with the stall owner under the cover of your long sleeves. If you can't reach an agreement, you will leave. If you can, you will quickly pay and leave. Everyone deliberately lowers their voices and tries to shorten the transaction process as much as possible, for fear of attracting other people's attention.

A faint fishy smell came from the stall in the front left, attracting Su Heng's attention.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat and linen shorts. When he saw Su Heng coming, he raised his head. Under the wide-brimmed straw hat was a sallow and dull face, which made him look like a poor old farmer working hard in the fields.

There was only one thing on the stall in front of the old farmer.

It was a large mass of pure white, without any red blood, or muscle or vein patterns. But it didn't feel very greasy, and the surface was soft and elastic. If it wasn't for the fishy smell of fat, Su Heng would have thought it was a large piece of jelly.

"What is this?" Su Heng asked in a low voice with an interested look on his face.

"Tai Sui meat." The old farmer looked at Su Heng's tall and strong body, and a trace of fear flashed across his dull and withered face, but he still answered seriously, "It grows from the ground. Eating it is very tonic and can strengthen your yang!"

If you want to sell medicinal herbs well, you should promote them as having aphrodisiac properties... Su Heng complained in his heart. But even though he complained, the piece of white meat in front of him was really magical. In addition to the fishy smell, Su Heng also smelled a very faint fragrance on it.

He was very familiar with this smell.

Not long ago, Su Heng smelled the same smell on the flesh and blood of a demon.

"Did this piece of flesh and blood come from a demon?" Su Heng thought, but it didn't seem to be the case. The smell of the demon on it was too faint. It should be some kind of by-product of the demon.

"How much is one pound?" Su Heng asked.

"One tael of silver is one pound." The old farmer held up a finger.

"Okay!" Su Heng really needed the piece of Tai Sui meat in front of him, and he was too lazy to bargain. "How many pounds of Tai Sui meat do you want? I want it all."

"A total of thirty kilograms, thirty taels of silver." The old farmer's fingers trembled slightly, a red glow appeared on his sallow face, and his excitement was difficult to suppress.

Su Heng waved his hand, took out a few silver coins from his pocket and threw them in front of the old farmer.

The old farmer took it and weighed it twice, knowing that the weight was not bad.

"All this meat is yours." The old farmer carefully put the silver into his arms, put on his straw hat, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. He didn't even want the stall in front of him, nor the red lantern on the stall.

This Tai Sui meat looks soft, but it is actually quite tough.

Su Heng packed it in a saddle bag and hung it diagonally over his shoulder.

The two guards beside him wanted to carry Su Heng on his back, but Su Heng shook his head and refused.

On the one hand, the two guards were ordinary people, and it was not easy to carry a few dozen kilograms of heavy objects and walk more than ten kilometers on the mountain road. On the other hand, this piece of Tai Sui meat was suspected to be related to demons, and Su Heng was also afraid that they would be contaminated with unclean things. As for himself, he didn't care, and the weight of several dozen kilograms was really nothing to Su Heng, and he didn't feel any effort.

Continue wandering around the black market, walking from east to west.

Su Heng spent nearly a hundred taels of silver to buy a few martial arts.

These martial arts were not internal skills like the Pure Yang Gong, but some sword techniques and moves. Although they were also considered exquisite, their value and effect were completely not on the same level as the Pure Yang Gong.

The reason for purchasing,
The main reason was that Su Heng felt that some of the force-generating techniques explained in it were worth learning.

Moreover, in the foreseeable future, as the demons further revive and the world becomes more and more chaotic, Su Heng plans to set up a small scripture library at home to collect martial arts from the world for the servants and guards in his home to learn.

Even if we cannot fight against the demons, it should not be a problem to deal with some ordinary people who take the opportunity to cause trouble.

After all, the Su family is a wealthy family.

Once order collapses, there will be countless people who are jealous, so we must be prepared in advance.

Su Heng was a little disappointed that he didn't find any internal training methods like the Pure Yang Kung on the black market. But with these sword techniques and boxing techniques, the trip was worthwhile. Especially the more than 30 kilograms of Tai Sui meat, which was a complete surprise.

"The harvest this time is far beyond my expectations," Su Heng left with the package on his back.

He bought classics along the way, spent lavishly and spent large sums of money, which attracted a lot of attention.

Some of the masked men were wandering around Su Heng, obviously harboring evil intentions. Su Heng was not afraid, and even had some expectations. If these people wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rob him, he would beat them to death.

It has been more than five years since I traveled to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Su Heng lived a life of luxury, never encountered any serious danger, and never killed anyone.

But after he had mastered martial arts, especially after he encountered the demons, Su Heng's heart gradually began to change. He felt nervous and fearful about the possible conflicts in the future, but also had an inexplicable impulse and excitement. The two emotions were intertwined, but he obviously wanted the latter more.

Unfortunately……

Su Heng was carrying a load of more than 30 kilograms and walking briskly on the mountain road.

In addition, after practicing the Pure Yang Skill and devouring the flesh and blood of demons, his physique far exceeds that of an ordinary person.

Although some criminals in the black market are greedy, they still value their lives. Money is precious, but you have to be alive to enjoy it. It is really not worth taking such a big risk.

in this way,

Su Heng and his two guards returned to the city.

When the city gates were closed, they saw the bright lights on the streets and patrolling yamen runners. The two guards breathed a sigh of relief. It was Su Heng who was carrying the thirty kilograms of Tai Sui meat, but it was they who were sweating and panting.

(End of this chapter)