Eric Bennett was able to reach the second level of the Iron Body Technique not only because of his talent, but also for one crucial reason: two years ago, when he was scavenging with the Flying Tigers, he found a piece of high-grade fierce beast flesh.

Hiding a piece or two of beast flesh in the Flying Tigers was no secret—even the boss of the Flying Tigers knew about it. If things were too strict, who would still work for them? So the caravan boss just turned a blind eye. It was precisely this piece of fierce beast flesh that provided enough vital energy and blood for him to advance to the second level of the Iron Body Technique.

This was also what he relied on to survive until now. In four years, the members of the Flying Tigers had changed batch after batch. The previous members were either killed by wild beasts in the mountains or died from exhausting all their vital energy during body training.

Even so, his body was riddled with hidden injuries. Without treatment, he wouldn’t live more than three years. Because of these hidden injuries, he knew very well that he had no hope of making any further progress in the Iron Body Technique. That’s why he desperately saved money to buy medicine to strengthen his meridians, hoping to practice martial arts and resolve his physical problems. He just hadn’t expected...

“Hm? This is... the Qi of Life?” While Eric Bennett was checking his body, he suddenly discovered a trace of the Qi of Life lingering in his meridians.

Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on Eric Bennett’s face. This Qi of Life was a special ability he had in his previous life. He hadn’t expected it to follow him into this world.

Eric Bennett understood that this Qi of Life was his greatest support in this world. Especially after realizing what kind of world this was, he became extremely cautious, since this body had no talent for martial arts.

Unable to practice martial arts, he would be as insignificant as an ant in this world. Any martial artist, if displeased, could kill him on a whim. Eric Bennett didn’t like leaving his fate in others’ hands—he wanted to control his own destiny. So, upon seeing the Qi of Life, Eric Bennett was overjoyed.

Seeing the Qi of Life, Eric Bennett also understood why his meridians had healed and his hidden injuries had disappeared.

Because he knew that the Qi of Life could heal any injury.

At this moment, Eric Bennett also realized why he was able to reach the fifth level of the Iron Body Technique. First, he had not only trained diligently over the years, but his efforts could even be described as fanatical—yet the hidden injuries in his body had kept him from making any progress. Second, his vital energy and blood were depleted. Body training relies heavily on vital energy and blood; without enough, progress is impossible. The fact that he hadn’t died was already a stroke of luck. Now, all these hidden ailments had been cured by the Qi of Life, so naturally, he advanced to the fifth level of the Iron Body Technique.

Taking a deep breath, Eric Bennett calmed his excited emotions.

That night, at the dinner table, Eric Bennett looked at the two dishes of wild vegetables on the table, then at the fang boar meat in his bowl, and his heart was instantly filled with warmth.

Eric Bennett knew his family’s situation well. Recently, his younger brother’s training had reached a critical stage, and he had been saving every penny to buy medicine, so the family was dirt poor. This piece of fang boar meat had definitely cost all their savings.

“Mother, you’re weak. You should eat this piece of meat!” Eric Bennett picked up the meat from his bowl and offered it to his mother.

When Grace Turner heard Eric Bennett’s words, her eyes instantly reddened. She put the meat back into Eric Bennett’s bowl and said, “Mother won’t eat it. Your body has just recovered and needs nourishment. You eat! Besides, I already ate some in the kitchen!”

Hearing his mother’s words, Eric Bennett’s eyes also turned slightly red. In his previous life, his mother had given everything for him and ultimately died saving him. Now, the Grace Turner before him and his former mother gradually overlapped in his mind.

“No matter which world it is, a mother’s love is always great!” Looking at the meat in his bowl, Eric Bennett sighed inwardly.

“Xiao Hao, you’re at a critical stage in your training. You eat this meat!” Eric Bennett hesitated for a moment, then put the meat into his younger brother Brian Bennett’s bowl.

His younger brother was ten years old, just one step away from reaching the quasi-martial artist realm. These days were crucial for his training. If he could reach the quasi-martial artist realm, his brother wouldn’t need his care anymore—the village would provide training resources. Besides, a ten-year-old quasi-martial artist! That would be considered a genius in the whole region.

“Brother, I...”

“Listen, just eat it! Do your best to gather spiritual energy and step into the quasi-martial artist realm!”

Brian Bennett was about to refuse, but was scolded by Eric Bennett.

Hearing Eric Bennett’s words, Brian Bennett’s tears instantly fell. The three of them had depended on each other since childhood. Eric Bennett had even risked his life to join the Flying Tigers, just so he could train better. So, he said nothing more, nodded firmly, and said, “Brother, don’t worry!” With that, he picked up the meat in his bowl and ate it in big bites, tears streaming down his face.

Watching her two sons, Grace Turner also shed tears, but a smile hung on her lips.

Chapter 3: The Rampaging Body

“Hm? Are my meridians stronger?” That night, as Eric Bennett sat cross-legged on his bed meditating, he felt his meridians were much stronger than before. Although they hadn’t reached the standard of an ordinary person, they were much better than before, which surprised him greatly. “Could it be the effect of the Qi of Life?” Suddenly, Eric Bennett thought of a possibility.