He transformed from a fierce tiger pillar into a martial saint.

Hearing his mother mention the word "eat" made Chu Yang feel hungry again.

Chu Yang's gaze softened as he said, "Mother, I was sweating a lot while practicing. I'll wash up quickly and come over right away."

Madam Lin nodded and said, "Okay, no rush."

After a slight pause, Madam Lin couldn't help but blurt out, "I went to buy meat just now, and that 'loofah-mouth' from the east end said that our family has offended Chu Changnian. He said that since you're not good at martial arts, you'll definitely have to rely on Chu Zhe in the future, and being his lackey is better than farming..."

"I told her that my son has already become a martial artist and will pass the imperial martial arts examination in the future. So don't come begging to our family then!"

"Hmph! If it weren't for your strong argument, Xiao Yang, 'Silk Gourd Mouth' and the others would have had to pay far more in river taxes. Now they're laughing at us!"

As Lin spoke these words, a hint of anger remained on her face.

"Silk Gourd Mouth" is a woman from the east end of the village. In terms of seniority, her husband is a generation younger than Chu Yang.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yang remained unmoved. The realities, infighting, and spectacle of life at the bottom were never lacking.

However, he also understood his mother's feelings.

Chu Yang went inside the house, picked up a bucket of water, and began to wash off the dirt on his body.

As the thin layer of dirt was washed away, Chu Yang's natural skin color was revealed.

His skin had a clear, bright color, and beneath the healthy complexion were lines of muscle, exuding a powerful and beautiful aura.

After taking the Grade Six Root Bone Pill, Chu Yang's face even became slightly thinner, making him look more energetic.

After putting on some dry clothes, Chu Yang went inside.

As a long-term worker in Chu Yang's household, Chen Qing usually lived in a small house next to the granary and ate and drank with Chu Yang's family.

With a bumper harvest this time, the family is improving their meals, and naturally, he won't be left out.

Chen Qing had been standing by the dining table, waiting for Chu Yang. Upon seeing Chu Yang arrive, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, you've arrived!"

Chu Yang said with a smile, "Aqing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. You must be starving!"

Chen Qing, who rarely gets to eat such good food, couldn't help but swallow hard, saying, "Master, I didn't..."

Before Chen Qing could finish his sentence, his stomach started rumbling.

Chu Yang laughed and said, "Alright, don't be shy. Let's start eating!"

Madam Lin brought out a steaming pot of beef from the inner room and said, "Come on, quickly try this braised beef while it's hot."

As Chu Yang ate the braised beef, he could feel his blood and energy gradually filling his limbs and bones.

With his current keen perception, he knows that beef is much better than regular pork at replenishing qi and blood.

"Looks like we need to make more money to buy beef for supplies."

Chu Yang pondered that the harvest from these twenty acres of land was ultimately limited, and he needed to find other ways to make money in order to ensure a sustainable livelihood.

"Hopefully that wild boar will have enough to eat these next few days, so it won't ruin our planting..."

During the meal, Mrs. Lin kept talking on and on.

Chu Yang's eyes lit up.

Wild boars have indeed been spotted recently. In the past, Chu Yang really wouldn't have dared to face those strong and ferocious wild boars.

Now that he has reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin (a martial arts technique), his strength can reach three or four hundred jin (approximately 150-200 kg). If he were to encounter that wild boar, it would be like a meal delivered right to his doorstep.

Wild boar meat is rich in vital energy, making it far superior to pork from domesticated pigs and even beef.

Now that I've entered the tendon-strengthening stage, I need to increase my efforts in replenishing my qi and blood.

A wild boar? That would save us the money we'd have to buy beef!

Of course, he wouldn't tell Lin that he was going to catch wild boars.

Otherwise, it will only cause the Lin family more worry.

After dinner, it was getting late, and the moonlight was shining brightly.

Chu Yang showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, he was full of energy.

As night deepened, the only sound in the courtyard was the rustling of the evening breeze.

Chu Yang picked up a rope made of cow tendon and an iron hammer, tucked them into his waistband, opened the door slightly, and with a leap, was already outside the courtyard gate, heading straight for the fields.

Just a few dozen meters away, he suddenly heard some rustling sounds coming from behind his own grain depot.

He slowed his pace and walked over there. With his keen hearing, he could already clearly hear the conversation between the people.

"Er Mao, Zhuang Zi, you two sneak into their house from the south and guard the door. Don't let any of them escape. Tie Lang and I will go in from this side..."

"Leave no survivors!"

Chu Yang could tell that these people's voices did not have the accents of the area, and they were probably bandits who had recently come to this area.

The two men, known as Er Mao and Zhuangzi, walked towards the entrance of Chu Yang's house after receiving their orders.

Chu Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he emerged from the shadows. The ox sinew rope in his hand was already wrapped around the neck of one of the men. Then, Chu Yang used his peak strength to pull, and the man's neck made a crisp snapping sound.

The other hand wasn't idle either; the iron hammer was already smashing down on another person's forehead.

The two people didn't even see what happened before they collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.

"Er Mao, Zhuang Zi, don't make a sound!"

The two men on the other side heard the sound of a hammer hitting someone's forehead and spoke in hushed tones.

Although they felt that Chu Yang's family posed no threat and could be easily robbed, Chu Yang's family were still villagers. If they made a sound and alerted the villagers, it would be bad.

Chu Yang held his breath after hearing what the two people were saying. Realizing that the two people over there had no intention of coming over to check, he stealthily made his way back to the corner.

Chu Yang could see that one of them was standing on the other's shoulders, preparing to climb over the wall. Both of them had a machete at their waists.

Chu Yang seized the opportunity, wielding the iron hammer, and smashed it down on the man's head. The man reacted quite quickly, seemingly sensing the wind behind him, and instinctively dodged, but it was all in vain against Chu Yang.

The man let out a muffled thud and his body went limp as he collapsed to the ground.

The other man, who had been standing on this person's shoulders, cursed, "Iron Wolf, you son of a bitch, did you make that old widow weak in the knees yesterday...?"

As he spoke, the man grabbed the top of the wall, glanced back, and was horrified. Then, a fierce look appeared on his face, and he grabbed the machete at his waist and slashed at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's eyes flashed with cold light. He dodged to the side, thrusting his iron hammer diagonally down at the man's wrist.

Click!

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

With lightning speed, Chu Yang grabbed the man's ankle with one hand, pulled and yanked him, and the man fell heavily off the wall and crashed to the ground.

"what……"

Just as the man was about to let out a painful scream, Chu Yang smashed his mouth with an iron hammer, causing blood to flow freely from his mouth and his eyes to fill with terror.

"Now answer my question."

Chu Yang's cold voice, falling into that person's ears, was like the arrival of an icy abyss.