The first martial art is "Steel Ripping Rake," which Lion Sister is also proficient in.
Another secret method for strengthening defense is called "Qi Sensing."
The third-level martial art "Steel Ripping Rake" is also known as "Advanced Bone-Piercing Power"!
It functions similarly to "Bone-Piercing Power," but with double the armor-piercing power!
"Steel Ripping Rake" also has a special effect that "Bone-Piercing Power" doesn't possess: it's used to strike creatures naturally endowed with hard exoskeletons, or armored constructs, doubling its destructive power!
Armored constructs are easy to understand, but what exactly does "exoskeleton" refer to?
Basically, any creature with a shell counts.
For example, the lobster monsters and fairy snails that Allen encountered during his two sea crossings, and the crab-man that pirate Captain Crabbe transformed into after reversion.
Furthermore, the chitinous shells of insects are also exoskeletons.
For example, the natural armor of the Triae and Abe bees.
There are also Beast Cult insect sorcerers, whose atavistic insect armor is also an exoskeleton.
Some creatures, while alive, are encased in flesh. After death, they are transformed into skeletons by necromancy magic, their flesh and blood rotting away, leaving only a skeleton.
This also counts as an exoskeleton!
The Steel Rake's armor-piercing effect against all of the above enemy types is automatically doubled!
Alan chose the second martial art, "Chi Sensing," commonly known as his "sixth sense."
When activated, magic energy radiates through the pores and outwards.
Each strand of magic energy radiating outwards is like an invisible yet sensitive cilium.
With "Chi Sensing" activated, the person becomes a giant ball of fur.
Each magical cilium instantly senses any movement in their surroundings.
When attacked, this allows for quicker and more immediate evasion.
The radius and sensitivity of "Chi Sensing" depend entirely on the Warlock's Spiritual Attribute.
The higher the Spiritual Attribute, the stronger the sixth sense, and the more accurate the ability to anticipate enemy moves.
Alan's preference for this martial art stems primarily from his exceptionally high Spiritual Attribute.
He rarely uses magic, which seems to be a waste of his Spiritual talent.
Learning "Chi Sensing" grants a Spiritual Attribute bonus to both scouting and evasion, a significant benefit!
It's particularly important to avoid wearing armor while using "Chi Sensing."
Heavy armor severely hinders the radiation of magic power outward, reducing the sensitivity of "Chi Sensing."
This limitation doesn't bother Alan at all.
In battle, he often transforms into his ancestral form, experiencing drastic changes in size that inevitably burst his clothes.
Compared to cloth clothing, armor is too expensive.
His wallet couldn't afford to frequently scrap his armor.
So, Allen had no habit of wearing armor at all.
…
The next day.
Alan arrived at the "Inheritance Pavilion."
The Silver Moon Monastery sold various inheritance awakening potions.
The Inheritance Pavilion was protected by a magical barrier.
The moment he entered, he was automatically authenticated.
"Name... Allen Panthers!"
"Inner Disciple of the Cat Academy!"
"Teacher... Master Shiva!"
"Authentication Passed!"
"Welcome to the Inheritance Pavilion!"
The magical voice echoed in Allen's mind.
Cold and emotionless.
Passing through the glowing barrier, Allen ascended directly to the third floor.
The Inheritance Pavilion had six floors.
Each floor corresponded to a different rank.
Alan arrived on the third floor.
A bespectacled, bear-headed man sat behind the counter.
Alan explained his needs, handed over the magic stone in one hand and the goods in the other.
He'd spent his hard-earned money, lavishly, in exchange for two injections.
"The observation room is next door," the bespectacled bear man noted, kindly reminding him.
"Find a private room and administer the injections yourself."
"As long as you don't experience any discomfort, you'll be fine."
"If you feel unwell, ring the bell immediately. We'll provide emergency services."
"Thank you, uncle."
Alan picked up the two boxes of injections and walked into the next room.
The spotless hall was divided into several private rooms.
The strong smell of disinfectant brought back memories of his past life.
Alan shook his head, collected his thoughts, and found an empty room to enter.
There was only a table and a folding stool inside.
On the table lay an hourglass and an emergency bell.
Alan had always been very cautious when it came to injections.
So far, he had administered no more than two injections.
With his physical stat of 29, the chance of an accident was practically zero.
After the first injection, Alan felt a little uneasy, and a bead of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Thankfully, the discomfort quickly subsided.
Opening the system page, "Steel Rake" appeared in the martial arts list as expected.
Alan breathed a sigh of relief and removed his finger from the emergency bell.
…
One month later.
In the Cat Courtyard, the inner disciples' training room.
Alan knelt on the floor, concentrating on his handicraft.
After a month of diligent training, coupled with the careful guidance of Sister Lion and Master Shiva, his two newly awakened martial arts improved rapidly.
His slender fingers, their skin white and delicate, glowed with a halo, as if carved from fine jade.
This was the hallmark of the hands empowered by the "Steel Rake."
Alan picked up a steel ingot and rubbed it casually.
The ingot felt like soft plasticine in his hands.
He tore off a piece and rubbed the bolts and nuts with his hands.
He carefully traced the threads with his fingernails.
Each thread was as regular as if machined.
The handmade bolts and nuts, screwed together with a perfect fit.
The hands empowered by the "Steel Rake" were like a cold forging machine!
Alan's practice with the "Steel Rake" was still short, and his proficiency was only at the beginning.
His "Bone-penetrating Strength" had been cultivated to perfection, yet he couldn't perform the same operation.
Alan couldn't help but sigh, "Silver Moon's martial arts are truly formidable!"
Coming to the monastery to further his studies was a good move.
Setting down a pile of nuts and bolts of varying sizes, Alan stood up and opened the beehive beside him.
The aroma of honey, accompanied by the swarm of bees, wafted out.
In a blink of an eye, the training room was filled with bees.
The buzzing sound of bees echoed in his ears.
Alan slowly stood up, closed his eyes, and focused his energy.
Magical energy flowed through his body, seeping out through his pores.
It was like countless transparent hairs extending from his body.
Or like invisible water plants drifting in the air.
The "Qi Sensing," the magical cilia emanating from them, reminded Alan of the "Gang Qi" described in martial arts novels from his previous life.
The stronger the mental power, the wider the range of the aura.
Alan's mental attribute, at 34, activated Qi sensing, capable of radiating energy up to ten meters away, filling the entire training room.
Similarly, the stronger the mental power, the more sensitive the aura.
Each bee flying through the air was locked onto an invisible thread of magical power.
Alan closed his eyes, a clear image forming in his mind, precisely marking the coordinates of each bee.
As the bees flew, the coordinates shifted accordingly.
Each bee flew past him, Alan reached up and grabbed it, stuffing the furry little insects back into the hive.
In less than half an hour, he had captured thousands of bees.
After closing the hive, Alan slowly opened his eyes.
At the same time, a system notification rang in his ears.
Ding Ding—
"Should I spend 4 potential points to fuse the second-level 'Bone-Piercing Burst' and the third-level 'Steel-Cracking Rake' to deduce a fourth-level unnamed martial art?"
Ding Ding—
"Should I spend 5 potential points to fuse the third-level 'Qi Sensing' and the fourth-level 'Steel Bones' to deduce a fifth-level unnamed body-refining secret technique?"
Two martial art fusion messages came in succession.
Alan pondered.
A fourth-level martial art should be an enhanced version of "Bone-Piercing Burst."
It's most likely a powerful melee combat technique.
It's good, but not what he urgently needs right now.
A fifth-level body-refining hard skill should be an upgraded version of "Steel Bones."
"Steel Bones" is already a bit outdated.
At Alan's current level, his opponent won't be lower than the third level.
Warlocks above level three, in their atavistic form, possess claws equivalent to level two enchanted weapons.
For example, Allen's left palm bone spur could easily pierce "Steel Bones."
The defense provided by "Steel Bones" was no longer sufficient for current needs; it was necessary to upgrade it to a more powerful physical training technique!
Allen opened his storage bag, pulled out a potion bottle, and sipped a drop of "Heavenly Replenishing Potion."
He didn't need to drink it all; just this one drop was enough to savor the flavor of the unique ingredients.
"Potential +3!"
"Spirit +1!"
Current Attributes: Constitution 29, Agility 25, Spirit 35
Potential Reserve: 5 points
Having exhausted his potential in one go, Allen chose to fuse "Qi Sensing" and "Steel Bones" to deduce the fifth-level body training secret technique.
A moment's wait...
Ding Ding—
"Fifth-level unnamed body refining secret technique, deduction complete!"
Once this technique is activated, it consumes 1 mana point per minute.
Perfectly inherits the dual physical and magical resistance of "Steel Bones."
Damage reduction armor has been enhanced.
Only weapons with enchantments of level 3 or above can consistently penetrate defense.
On top of this, combining Atavism with beastly armor requires enchanted silver of level 3 or above to overcome the damage reduction effect!
That's great, but what's next?
So far, it's just an upgrade for "Steel Bones."
But it also incorporates "Qi Sensing"!
Where does the "Qi Sensing" feature manifest?
Alan continued to read.
His expression shifted from solemnity to surprise!
"Wow! Is it really that exaggerated?"
Alan was so excited that he immediately summoned his magic power to personally test this newly merged body-refining secret technique.
Defensive properties, he wouldn't rush into testing them yet.
What interested him more was another function.
Alan uncovered the beehive.
The bees were released again.
This time, Alan tried a different trick.
Standing still, his feet motionless.
Dodge the bees flying around him by twisting his body.
A bee flew towards him.
Alan tilted his head to avoid it.
A bee flew from behind him.
Alan dodged sideways.
Two bees flew at him simultaneously.
Alan bent backward.
Ninety degrees... then one hundred and eighty degrees!
He placed the back of his head against his heels.
Bend his waist backward!
Effortlessly dodging the bees flying overhead.
A normal person, even an acrobat,
couldn't fold their bodies like a folding ruler, fitting perfectly together.
Alan's secret body-building technique, however, made it possible with ease!
Next, he tried to spin his body.
Twisting himself into a twist.
Bone and muscle, coiled layer by layer.
Skin, with a spiraling texture.
Even so, his bones remained intact, and his breathing remained smooth.
Getting into a good time, he rolled himself into a ball.
His head snaked from his hips, over his hips and spine like a snake.
His arms entwined like shoelaces, forming a bow.
With a gentle shake, the muscles wiggled, and the bow undid automatically.
The secret body-building technique, a fusion of "iron bones" and "Qi induction," can no longer be simply called "hard work."
It can be hard or soft, flexible or hard. After practicing, not only muscles but also bones become as flexible and elastic as rubber bands.
In this soft state, Alan can stretch his arms and legs to twice their length, and even flatten and bend his skull!
Easily squeeze through a hole in the wall the size of a fist!
This is just the beginning.
As one's realm rises, this secret technique becomes even more miraculous.
Internal organs can also contract, stretch, and shift.
This means...
Alan will no longer have any so-called fatal flaws.
Someone stabbed him in the heart with a sword.
A timely move away from the heart can avoid the piercing pain.
A sudden thought struck him.
Alan walked into the bathroom.
He untied his belt and tried to direct his energy to his cock..
Hmm... just as expected.
It can be long or short, thick or thin.
It can even be wrapped around the waist as a belt.
This unique skill seems to be very helpful for the gigolo business...
Alan felt that he could offer more diverse services in the future.
With this unique skill, his value would surely increase.
Alan withdrew his thoughts.
He named this fifth-level body-refining secret technique, combining both hardness and softness, "Soft Bone and Flesh Armor."
...
Alan had been at Silver Moon Monastery for over a month.
Master Shiva had a bad temper, but he was always patient when answering his questions and teaching him martial arts.
Not to mention Sister Lion's meticulous care.
The only thing he wasn't entirely satisfied with was the monastery's food.
The monastery had no shortage of food and could afford to feed a voracious eater like him.
The problem was that the food was incredibly monotonous in both style and flavor.
Alan ate in the cafeteria for a month and only encountered meat a few times.
No wonder Master Shiva and Maria almost never ate in the cafeteria, always cooking their own meals.
According to the rules, only direct disciples could have their own kitchens and servants, including a cook.
Alan lived alone in a small courtyard, and if he wished, he could hire a cook to prepare meals for him.
But he was nominally an inner court disciple after all, and any special treatment would inevitably draw criticism.
He usually ate in the cafeteria, occasionally visiting Sister Lion's house next door for a meal of meat.
The five newcomers who took the exam with Allen each experienced a different fate.
Matthew performed well, Weber and Truth narrowly passed, and all three ultimately remained in the Outer Court.
If Linda hadn't acted recklessly and sincerely cooperated with Allen, she could have scored high and even had a chance to enter the Inner Court.
Unfortunately, she was too greedy, and ultimately died because of it.
Tigress Renée, with the extra 20 points, also passed the exam.
Master Shiva took a liking to this kind-hearted and silly girl and specially selected her as an Inner Court disciple.
Even Renée herself was baffled!
Renée's small family provided limited financial support.
Most of her living expenses went to meditation techniques and martial arts awakening potions.
The remaining magic stones were used for cultivation.
After deducting various expenses, money was tight.
Through Maria's introduction, she got a part-time job as a cook in the Cat Court cafeteria.
The income wasn't high, but the upside was she wasn't starving.
It was in the Cat Court cafeteria that Alan met Renee again.
He had wanted to pretend he didn't know her, but this tiger girl was incredibly sharp.
She spotted the tallest, strongest, and most handsome guy in the crowd and ran out of the kitchen with joy.
, pulling him aside to ask about his well-being.
Alan reluctantly accepted the socializing, burying his head in his food.
Renee returned to the kitchen and was immediately surrounded by the cooks.
They all asked her if the glutton outside was her boyfriend.
"Junior Brother Alan isn't a glutton, he just has a big appetite! He eats a lot, that's why he's so tall and strong!"
Renee explained a few things on Alan's behalf, then picked up a basket of freshly baked bread and hurried out to refill Alan's meal.
"So that glutton...er, big eater, is the recently popular Allen Panthers!"
"I heard his performance in the exam shocked the heads of the three academies! He was even accepted as a disciple by Master Shiva!"
"Senior Sister Maria, I heard she's very close to him."
"Of course, otherwise she wouldn't have written him a letter of recommendation."
"Senior Brother Adam from the Bear Academy and Senior Brother George from the Pig Academy are also close friends with him. They even went to the exam hall to show their support."
"By the looks of it, Junior Brother Allen will soon become a direct disciple, right?"
The cooks chatted, their discussion quickly shifting from Allen to Renée, speculating about their relationship.
The two seemed to be very close, if not lovers, then at least close friends.
Renee returned to the kitchen, humming a happy tune because Allen had praised her cooking.
Renee always loved cooking and was confident in her skills.
Returning to the kitchen, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to wash the pots and dishes.
"Junior Sister Renee! You take a break, I'll take care of the chores."
"Junior Sister Renee, would you like dessert?"
"Junior Sister Renee! Are you free tonight? Let's have a couple of drinks together."
Renee scratched her head, bewildered.
After returning from a stroll, the sisters suddenly became incredibly attentive to her.
What was going on?
Renee hadn't yet realized that she was benefiting from Allen's influence.
As a girl working in the kitchen, with a modest family background and cultivation, she had no chance to meet geniuses like Maria and Allen.
Renee was the only exception, naturally becoming the center of attention, treated like a star.
"Junior Brother Allen, how could you possibly be my boyfriend?"
"Senior Sister Maria is more like that, but I'm not even worthy!"
Reni, upon learning the truth, was at a loss for words and quickly clarified the misunderstanding.
She hadn't expected Allen to fall for her.
Her wishes were simple, even humble.
As long as she could see Allen in the cafeteria every day and feed him the best food she could muster, she would be content.
Alan had noticed this, too.
When he got his own food, Renee always served him an exceptionally generous portion.
"Reni, I appreciate your kindness, but besides tomato stewed beans, don't you have any other dishes in the kitchen?"
After a week of eating boiled beans, Allen finally couldn't help but protest.
Reni listened to his complaints and smiled helplessly.
Alan wasn't the first to protest, nor would he be the last. The cooks were already accustomed to this.
It wasn't that they didn't want to cook meat; it was simply that a skilled cook couldn't cook without rice.
The monastery advocated a vegetarian diet, supposedly helping to suppress the beastmen's bloodlust.
Bachs, the head monk of the Bear Monastery, firmly believed this and insisted on implementing a vegetarian diet throughout the monastery's dining hall.
The Bear Monastery had the strictest vegetarian diet.
The Swine Monastery's mostly omnivorous animals had no problem eating vegetarian, though they occasionally snuck in meat.
The Cat Monastery suffered the most; the stomachs of a bunch of carnivores couldn't handle the pain!
Besides the meals provided by the dining hall, when they craved meat, they went hunting.
Alan was new and had no roommates, so he hadn't been informed yet.
As for Maria, she had her own kitchen full of wine and meat, so she didn't care whether the food in the dining hall was vegetarian or not.
She wished Alan could eat there every day and use the food money to cover her overnight stay. After hearing what Renee had said, Allen finally came to his senses.
The monastery advocated vegetarianism, so he didn't bother to complain. Instead, he was more interested in finding out where nearby was suitable for hunting.
"Brother Allen, I know a place where you can catch fish!"
"I'll take you there after get off work. I'd like you to try my grilled fish!"
Rene said excitedly.
Alan didn't want to get too involved with her, so he politely declined.
However, Renee didn't seem to understand his gentlemanly words. She told him to wait and went back to the kitchen to work.
Alan took a few quick bites, put down his plate, and was about to leave.
When he looked up, Renee had already taken off her apron and changed into a neat hunting outfit. She stood across from the table, looking very pretty.
"Are you skipping work?"
"I found a senior sister to cover for me," Renee said cheerfully. "Let's go!"
Alan had no choice but to follow her.
The young cooks crowded around the window, whispering.
"Reni is so cunning! She said Senior Alan was just an ordinary friend, but now they're dating!"
"They look like they're in a good relationship... I'm so envious!"
"I'll have to be more polite to Renee from now on. Who knows, she might turn out to be something special someday!"
...
August afternoon.
A gentle breeze, radiant sunshine.
A small boat glided slowly across the azure lake.
Reni sat at the bow, humming a song as she rowed.
Alan sat behind her, gazing out at the lake.
Most of the lotus flowers on the lake had withered.
Plump lotus pods swayed in the breeze.
As they passed one, Renee reached out to pick it, causing the boat to sway.
Alan quickly reached out to steady her, preventing the silly girl from falling overboard.
Renee plucked the pod and sat down with her knees bent.
A large hand wrapped around her waist, and her heartbeat quickened.
"Don't be lazy, row!" Alan patted her belly and casually teased, "'Little Cream,' it feels nice."
Renee's ears burned, and she quickly inhaled and held her stomach in.
Alan couldn't help but laugh.
Renee's belly, slightly fleshy, felt pleasant to the touch.
"I haven't been exercising much lately. I'll stick to my diet!" Renee said sheepishly.
Alan smiled disapprovingly.
Renee's belly fat was only a thin layer, but her fingertips could feel the firm muscles beneath the soft flesh.
For a girl with a naturally large frame like her, being too thin would be unattractive.
Like the goddesses depicted in classical oil paintings from a previous life, voluptuousness and sexiness are two sides of the same coin.
"Would you like to eat lotus seeds? I'll peel them for you." Renee shook the lotus pod she had just picked.
"Just focus on rowing, I'll peel them myself."
Alan peeled the lotus seeds, tossed them into his mouth, and chewed them; they were sweet and slightly bitter.
Alan glanced back, startled, "Why are you eating the core?"
"I like the core, so don't worry about it."
Alan peeled another lotus seed, removed the core, and handed it to her.
Alan held the paddle with both hands and lowered her head to his palm.
"Crispy and sweet, so delicious!"
"Idiot! Stop licking my hand!"
"I don't mind the dirt."
She even deliberately extended her tongue, gently licking his palm...
Alan felt more and more that Renée might have been born into the wrong family.
She looked more like a large dog than a large cat.
The boat passed another lotus pod, and Alan pulled it up by the roots.
The lotus blossomed beautifully, its seeds crisp and sweet, but its roots, covered in mud, were thin.
It wasn't a lotus root, so it looked unappetizing. Disappointed, he threw it back into the lake.
After rowing for half an hour, they reached the island in the middle of the lake.
A large vegetable patch had been planted on the island.
Tomatoes, onions, carrots, green peppers, potatoes, and celery—all familiar sights in the cafeteria.
Renee tied the line to a wooden stake, found a suitable spot, and fished out her rod from her storage bag. She expertly set the bait and cast her line.
Wow, she's a real fishing expert!
Alan couldn't help but think of his friend, Felin, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Through the clear water, fish could be vaguely seen swimming.
Alan suddenly had an idea and patted Renee on the shoulder.
"You go to the fields and get some vegetables, and I'll go fishing."
"Okay! Be patient, don't scare the fish away!"
Reni handed him the rod and turned to head back into the vegetable garden.
Alan held the rod in his hand, silently activating his "Qi Sensing" technique.
An invisible Qi field spread out, penetrating the water.
The subtle ripples on the lake's surface, the undercurrents stirred up by the fish swimming underwater...all were clearly sensed by the Qi field.
Swish!
Alan swung his fishing rod, the hook piercing the jaw of a fat carp with pinpoint accuracy.
He lifted the rod and reeled in his catch.
Reni returned with a basket of vegetables. Seeing the wooden barrel beside Alan already filled with fish, she was about to compliment him on his fishing prowess when Alan swung his rod and, with a startling jolt, reeled in a large crab. She was stunned!
It took her a while to recover, and she muttered, "I've never seen anyone fish like you..."
"It doesn't matter how you fish, as long as you catch fish."
Alan dropped the flailing crab into the barrel.
He put away his rod and said, "Almost done, let's cook."
Reni nodded, quickly building the stove and retrieving the grill from her storage bag.
Watching her busying about, Alan felt as if he saw his sister.
Recovering his thoughts, Alan pulled out a training tool he'd carried with him, silently moving his hands to form a "steel cracking rake" and flattening the large steel ingot.
Soon, he'd shaped the ingot into a large tray and laid it flat on the side of the stove, roasting it until it was a brilliant red.
"What are you doing?"
Rene flipped the grilled fish on the skewer, peering over curiously.
"I'm making a home-cooked dish. Please, try my cooking."
Alan cut the fat from the cleaned and peeled fish belly and tossed it into the baking tray.
The fat melted, sizzling, and the aroma filled the air.
Alan neatly arranged the gutted and scaled fish on the grill.
They grilled both sides until golden and crispy, then topped it with washed and chopped onions, potatoes, carrots, and celery.
The fish and vegetables, seared under the iron griddle, blended into a captivating aroma.
"Wow! I didn't expect you to have that skill!" Renee exclaimed. "Now I've learned it too!"
"Don't just look at me. Your fish is almost burnt."
"Wow! I was careless! I was careless!"
The silly girl frantically tried to save the grilled fish.
Suddenly, she turned back and said to Alan with a look of regret on her face:
"Oh no! I forgot to bring the seasoning!"
"No problem, I brought it."
Alan opened the storage bag and took out a spice box divided into more than ten small compartments.
"Salt, pepper, chili, garlic powder, ginger powder, lemongrass, rosemary, fennel seeds, thyme... whatever you need, just help yourself."
Reni scratched her head, finally unable to hold back.
"Junior Brother Allen, you always carry such a comprehensive collection of seasonings?"
"Don't make a fuss. This is just a small portion of my spell ingredients."
"Seasoning," that's what it is.
There were some overly strong seasonings, like mustard and shrimp paste, that Allen left out.
Both grilled fish dishes were ready. Let's eat!
Alan had a set of cutlery with him, and he lent Renée his fork and spoon.
Leené watched him skillfully pick up the meat and vegetables, and she fussed again.
The aroma drifted on the wind, reaching the woods across the lake.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed through the woods.
Alan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a familiar figure soaring into the air.
"Teacher!" Alan quickly stood and saluted.
Master Shiva, a tiger-headed man, stood with his hands behind his back.
His emerald eyes stared at the grilled fish, a look of deep thought.
Leni's face dropped with fear, and she quickly stood up to explain.
"Master Shiva... Don't blame Junior Brother Alan. It was me who insisted on dragging him fishing..."
White Tiger Martial Master waved his hand, grabbed a grilled fish, and stuffed it into his mouth without batting an eyelid.
Slurp...
Only a fish bone remained in his hand.
Master Shiva nodded in satisfaction. "It tastes good."
"Teacher, sit down and eat with us. Let me show you my cooking." Alan deftly pulled out a new set of utensils and handed it to the teacher.
"Mmm! Fish and vegetables stewed together are delicious!"
Master Shiva, no longer bothering to maintain his masterly demeanor, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
Alan observed his teacher wolfing down his food and knew this small amount of food wasn't enough.
He pulled a bottle of wine from his storage bag and handed it to Renée, signaling her to serve the master.
He ran to the lake and repeated the same trick.
Soon, the barrel was full of fresh fish again.
Reniée poured wine for Master Shiva and took the time to turn the grill.
Alan tasted the freshly grilled fish and felt it lacked some flavor.
After a moment's thought, he cast the "Seasoning" spell on the grill.
"Teacher, try it."
"Mmm! Delicious!"
White Tiger Martial Master nodded frequently, like a greedy cat.
The smell of grilled fish was so strong that another uninvited guest, attracted by the scent, arrived.
Wahala, the head of the piggery, sat cheerfully beside Alan.
He took the grilled fish from him, savored it, and gave a thumbs-up.
Master Shiva rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "You're eating my apprentice's grilled fish; you should at least give me a little something!"
Wahala chuckled, pulled out a syringe, and casually tossed it to Alan.
Alan hurriedly thanked him, opened it, and was overjoyed.
It was a first-level supermagic secret technique—Wild Casting!
Masters of this technique could, while in beast form, use roars instead of spellcasting incantations, and bared fangs and claws or wagging their tails instead of gestures.
For beastly sorcerers, this was undoubtedly very useful.
News of the two abbots' picnic on the island quickly reached the Bear Abode.
Bahri, the abbot, pretended to be passing by and coughed heavily.
Rene couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Unlike Shiva and Valhalla, Master Bahri was a staunch vegetarian!
Seeing them secretly enjoying meat here, he probably wouldn't be happy.
"Eat yours, and ignore me!" Shiva said unhappily.
Valhalla ate as well, pretending not to see the elder brother.
"Tsk, for a abbot to be so greedy, how unbecoming..."
"Alas, the world is declining, and people's hearts are no longer as they used to be..."
Master Bahri muttered, swallowing his saliva, and walked away with a resentful look.