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Ling Yan held the huge body of the demonic pig and panted heavily. He looked at Pu Jie Ren and asked, "Is this alright?"

Pu Jie Ren's eyes flashed with a strange light. This young man had such great strength, he could easily lift a 300 jin demon pig above his head, the strength of his body was probably no less than 500 jin. At the age of 15 or 16 years old, without any true essence power, he was able to reach 500 jin with just his own strength.

No wonder he was so confident!

Pu Jie Ren nodded to Ling Yan, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. He said, "That's enough, you can continue to work here from now on."

"Bam!" With a loud bang, Ling Yan threw the Magical Boar's corpse onto the ground.

"About that, can I make it for a month? Four hours a day, pay close to the end." Ling Yan thought about it for a moment, and still said his request. Otherwise, if he wanted to sign the contract, he wouldn't be able to do it for a long time.

"Why?" Puddleglum asked.

"To be honest, one month from now, the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's entrance exam will begin. I've already registered; I usually have to take some time to go out and cultivate."

"You are a fighter?" Pu Jie Ren widened his eyes and immediately questioned, "That's not right, you clearly don't have True Essence in your body."

Ling Yan smiled and said: "I train the body."

He took another look at Ling Yan, and carefully felt Ling Yan's body. Indeed, there was a powerful blood vitality that was different from ordinary people, and just now, when Ling Yan was lifting the Magic Boar, the blood vitality in his body instantly erupted. It was very similar to a body practitioner, only, he did not notice it at the time.

It had been a long time since he last saw a body refining martial artist. He never thought that right now, there would actually be someone that would choose body refining!

A thousand years ago, it was the golden age of body practitioners. Monsters after monsters constantly explored the mysteries of the body, becoming saints with their bodies! To be a soldier, to be a blood warrior, to rule the world!

A Qi Refining martial artist of the same level was just like a weak little sheep in front of a body refining martial artist. If one touched it, they would be injured and they would die.

A Body Refinement realm martial artist was invincible at the same level!

Ever since the arrival of a massive natural disaster, the sea had poured down, the continent had overturned, and countless martial artists had perished in this disaster. Those top body refining martial artists had disappeared without a trace, and the origin energy within the continent had been greatly damaged!

Many powerful cultivation methods and martial skills were destroyed in that disaster, especially the body refining cultivation method and martial skill. Many powerful cultivation method and martial skills were destroyed in that disaster, especially the body refining cultivation method and martial skill, they had been severely injured, less than one in ten thousand.

Although there were some ancient families left behind from ancient times that weren't willing to give up and wanted to recreate the glorious era of body transformation martial artists, they all had the heart to do so, and could only constantly struggle upwards in some corners of the continent.

There were still a few body refining martial artists on the continent. Aside from the body refining families, there were also some rogue cultivators. Presumably, what attracted them was their invincible cultivation at the same level, but none of them had any great achievements.

Ling Yan did not understand so much. When he saw Pu Jie Ren staring at him with a strange expression, but did not say anything, he had no choice but to ask again: "Hello, what did I say just now, is it okay?"

"No problem. One hundred and twenty silver taels a month, four silver taels a day, working hours, two hours. That's right, if you still want to work for us at the slaughterhouse in a month, you can look for me." Pu Jiaren shrugged and chuckled.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, an early Mortal Stage First Stage Body Refinement martial artist. Even if he was invincible at the same level, had he thought about the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's exam? Pu Jie Ren shook his head in his heart. He didn't want to strike a blow at Ling Yan.

The price that Pu Jie Ren offered made the men envious. They had worked hard all day and only got a hundred silver taels per month. However, when they thought of Ling Yan's abnormal strength, they did not make a sound.

"Thank you!" Ling Yan saluted with his hands folded in front of his chest, thanking Pu Jie Ren.

At this point, Ling Yan temporarily stopped at the South Pine Slaughterer and began his path of body refinement.