Chapter Twenty-Two: Mastery of the Fist Technique

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Can monsters be eaten? Are monsters tasty? How does one eat a monster?

Staring at the wolf demon's corpse on the ground, Fang Xiao fell into deep contemplation.

He flipped through his notebook but found no answers to these pressing questions.

His master had never bothered to explain such things.

Still, even if Fang Xiao was craving meat, he had no interest in this creature whose flesh was clearly tough, stringy, and exuded a pungent odor.

Yet he wasn't about to discard the wolf's corpse. Otherwise, why would he have hauled it back to the temple with such effort?

Fang Xiao reflected on the fact that not only had he lived under his master’s roof without paying, but he’d also used up a fair amount of the latter’s precious medicinal herbs to cultivate his martial skills.

According to Daoist Pang, the medicinal bath required for practicing the Dragon-Tiger Stance cost five thousand taels of silver per barrel.

Fang Xiao had soaked in it nine times, totaling forty-five thousand taels!

He wasn’t sure exactly how much a tael of silver was worth—how much rice or meat it could buy—but it didn’t take much thought to realize this was no small sum.

Fang Xiao understood well: he owed his master a tremendous debt.

So he wondered if the wolf demon’s body could fetch a price—maybe the pelt, the claws, or something similar. Even selling it for a few dozen or a hundred taels would be worthwhile!

With this in mind, he dragged the wolf corpse into the kitchen, planning to deal with i