Chapter 115: Monkey Head

Servants would deliver three medicinal meals a day, and the Clan would issue him nourishing pills, silver coins, and contribution points every month.

However, those medicinal meals were crafted by specialized chefs, and ordinary inns rarely served such dishes. Let alone in the wilderness.

Clad in underpants and carrying his blade, Aizen headed into the forest. The monkey, knowing better than to provoke him, didn't dare follow and remained perched on the cliff wall.

Aizen felt a tinge of disappointment. If the monkey had been bolder and come down, he would have seized the opportunity to capture it.

He'd never tasted monkey brains before. Did they taste like tofu?

There was a miscellaneous book in the sect that detailed all sorts of rare delicacies, mentioning the deliciousness of monkey brains. It noted that the brains of intelligent monkeys were especially nutritious. Eating them raw with medicinal herbs could calm the mind and enhance vision.