Punishment
Late at night, bonfires were blazing in the Cold Stream Valley.
Qing Fu, holding a flagpole made of white bones, with long, white streamers tied onto it, lithely walked around Cold Stream Valley like a fairy who only appeared during the night. She was waving the flagpole and whispering an ancient, mysterious spell, sending those mysterious beings of the jungle back to where they came from.
The skinny black monster and white skeleton monster, both the strongest amongst the mysterious beings, were mumbling something. They had consumed the blood of two gigantic beasts; they walked with satisfaction into the fog and disappeared slowly.
Gusts of whirlwinds blew in every direction. Murmurs resounded through the air. The mad slaughter that occurred in Cold Stream Valley tonight, stimulated the nearby mysterious beings who had yet to calm down from the commotion.
Upon a blazing bonfire, three, near hundred-foot-long, skinned horned serpents were being grilled. The pure white serpent meat sizzled; large drops of fat fell continuously into the flames, emitting an extremely attractive scent.
Ji Hao happily sat beside the bonfire, gobbling a huge piece of serpent meat in his hands.
Stone was sitting quietly next to Ji Hao. Every time Ji Hao finished a piece of snake meat, he crushed the bone for Ji Hao. Once the bone was crushed, glittering, translucent marrow seeped out, along with a thick scent. Ji Hao then opened his mouth, caught the falling marrow, which contained great life force energy and internal power, and swallowed it.
In Ji Hao’s lower abdomen, the multicoloured flame temporarily stopped transforming the Senior Magi blood; instead, it was working hard to transform the power and energy contained within the serpents’ bodies. All three of the horned serpents were as powerful as an ordinary Senior Magus; their muscles and blood contained large amounts of power, which was highly beneficial to Ji Hao.
After finishing another portion of serpent meat, Ji Hao stood up, stretched his body and slowly performed a martial arts routine, as if no one else was present there.
Multicoloured light beams were circulating through his body simultaneously with a great heat. Ji Hao felt extremely hot, and sweat continuously poured down his body. After absorbing part of the power contained within the serpent’s body, his physical strength was further improved. His joints cracked while he moved and made a subtle metal-clattering-like sound.
“Stone, keep an eye on this serpent meat for me. This is an award from Granddaddy, and I won’t waste even a little bit of it!” said Ji Hao while delightfully looking at the serpents meat. He only needed two days to swallow all of the meat and absorb the power contained within them. By that time, his power will have definitely improved to another degree.
Stone responded with a muffled voice, turning his huge stone head to survey the area. It seemed as though, no matter who came near this meat, he would send that person flying.
Near another bonfire, Ji Zhuo sat on the ground and leaned against a giant stone, one of his legs was covered in a thick layer of ice. He narrowed his eyes, staring at Ji Xiao who kneeled in front of him and looked as if he wouldn’t dare to move even a little bit. Ji Zhuo was fiddling with a piece of gold, which was found in the stream. In Ji Zhuo’s hands, the hard piece of gold quickly changed forms, as though it was piece of clay.
“Xiao, regarding bloodline, the ancestor of your cousin was my fifth brother.” After a period of silence, Ji Zhuo said in a low voice, “Considering this, we are close relatives.”
Ji Xiao knelt on the ground, trembling, and was dripping with perspiration.
“That little brother of mine, Xiao Wu, do you know how he died?” Ji Zhuo looked up to the starry sky and continued, “It was six-hundred years ago, to save a mine that was producing fire copper, my brother fought against five thousand Black Water Serpent Clan warriors together with three hundred of our clansmen. He killed eight hundred and fifty of the enemies, exhausted himself and was killed in the end.”
While speaking, Ji Zhuo suddenly threw the piece of gold towards Ji Xiao’s head. The head of a Senior Magus was very hard. The gold lump was smashed flat onto his head, almost enveloping Ji Xiao’s entire head.
“Those Black Water Serpent Clansmen chopped Xiao Wu’s head off, turned it into a mug and even now, it is still placed on the altar of their ancestral temple!” Ji Zhuo angrily growled in a low voice, flames flashing across his pupils. “Xiao Wu is one of your direct ancestors, his head is still placed on the altar of the Black Water Serpent Clan’s ancestral temple, and you, you colluded with those vile snakes and attacked your own clansmen!”
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