Following the clan head, Zhang Lie and Hong Xi quickly entered the Yeluo settlement. There wasn't anything particularly interesting; indeed, from Zhang Lie's perspective, the buildings seemed a little shabby and rundown.

At the very least, the clan head was efficient and returned rapidly with three vials and a beastskin scroll, on which the recipe for the Yeluo clan's special brew had been copied in shoddy penmanship.

Having acquired the potions and recipe he had come all this way to obtain, Zhang Lie took out a superior-grade speckled mantis soulshard from his robes. "Here, a reward."

Zhang Lie grinned mysteriously at the clan head. "Do you know why I'm so strong?"

The clan head blinked. "It must be because of the depth and quality of your reserves of genetic energy, of course!"

"Oh? And what of my apprentice? Why do you think she was able to take down over a dozen of your fighters?"

The clan head frowned at her, then turned back to Zhang Lie....