Chapter 30: Fainted
Editor: Hitesh_
After the Qing Yi Clan warriors had joined Ji Xia's troop, the troop started moving forward faster than before.
The Qing Yi Clan warriors were born in the jungle. The primitive jungle was like their own backyard. Additionally, the Maguspriests of Qing Yi Clan were the best at communicating with all kinds of magical creatures of the jungle and dealing with those poisonous miasma.
The two hundred elite warriors that had come with Qing Ying were leading the way at the forefront. The troop didn't encounter any problems due to their guidance.
"Wooo-hoo!" Qing Ying let out a shout as he ran up and jumped to grab a long vine, swinging over the troop and then dropping himself onto a towering tree. He effortlessly found a couple of bird eggs in a nest, and poured them straight into his mouth.
Qing Ying wiped his mouth after he was satisfied, then swung backwards. He flipped a few times in the air and quietly landed beside Ji Hao. Qing Ying gave Ji Hao two bird eggs and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, Hao! Don't be so quiet! Why're you sitting here all day? You don't even look like a young man, you know? You look like those elders in the clan. Come on, follow me! Let's hang out! Look, over there! It's a nest full of Iron Beak Parrots!"
Qing Ying shouted out abruptly and pointed at a tree miles away.
Ji Hao was still turning his head to look at the tree while Qing Ying had already hopped on a branch and shot an arrow; the sharp arrow whizzed through the air. A faint cyan light appeared behind Qing Ying, and formed a pair of cyan wings which was rapidly flapping in the wind. The arrow was wrapped by a wisp of cyan smoke and darted miles away in the blink of an eye.
The tree that Qing Ying had pointed at was thousands of feet tall. Tens of the beautiful Iron Beak Parrots were hovering and chirping around a huge nest built on a branch of the tree. All of those birds suddenly howled simultaneously and was shot down by that one arrow drawn by Qing Ying.
"Wow! Amazing!" Ji Hao popped up his eyes and exclaimed out loud. His eyesight was great, which allowed him to see clearly that all of those parrots had been pierced by the arrow through the middle of their eyes and were falling from the air; all of their feathers had remained undamaged though.
"Of course!" Qing Ying leapt off and said proudly. "Hao, I, your dear uncle! I'm the most handsome man, the best shooter, and the youngest Senior Magus in the Qing Yi Clan!" Yelled Qing Ying while he was leaping between branches.
Qing Ying didn't stop boasting; he quickly got under the towering tree and picked up those dead parrots. However, he soon started screaming and fleeing backwards, because a large group of Ghost-Faced Bees were madly chasing after him.
"Help! Xia! Brother! Help me! Damn! Bees! I hate these crazy bees! Why did they make a nest in the grass?!"
Qing Ying put his arm around his own head and ran towards Ji Xia. The Ghost-Faced Bees were not highly venomous; however, once stung by this kind of bees, the wounds inflicted would itch like hell. Usually, people couldn't help but keep scratching their skins after having been stung by the Ghost-Faced Bees; sometimes they would even scratch their own skin off.
Ji Xia walked up to Qing Ying half-laughing and half-annoyed. He grabbed Qing Ying and threw him into the troop, then opened his mouth and spurted a large stream of fire which burned those bees into ashes.
Qing Ying took a seat next to Ji Hao; he had not yet recovered from that fright. "Damn! Those mad bees..." Qing Ying complained loudly.
Ji Hao looked at him, laughed and said, "Uncle Ying! I thought you're the youngest Senior Magus in your clan! How could you be frightened by a group of bees?"
Qing Ying held his head high while looking at the rosy sun, and said shamelessly, "Of course I'm the youngest Senior Magus... I just... haven't been able to awaken my Magus Acupoints... yet."
Qing Ying had brought the troop a lot of fun during the journey. He was always jumping around like a monkey, making all kinds of small troubles, which made people laugh.
Day after day, the troop was still traveling through the jungle. Qing Ying loved hunting. He hunted a lot of beasts for Ji Hao to eat with his excellent hunting skills. Sometimes, Qing Ying just simply wanted to shoot something. Ji Hao was practicing the [Bu Tian Bu Lou Magic Spell], which allowed him to devour as much as he wanted.
The two of them made a perfect team based on hunting and eating animals. With the power of the [Bu Tian Bu Lou Magic Spell], Ji Hao was growing stronger and stronger. His body gained greater power and his blood that contained the bloodline power coursed through his meridians in streams, much quicker than before.
Ji Hao's body had been improved by the dragon's blood. The potential of his body was far greater than that of an ordinary human being. Added with all the beasts he had recently devoured, Ji Hao's physical power had already gone far beyond the Novice Level. However, he intentionally suppressed his strength and power, keeping his grade at the eleventh level as a Novice Magus.
Soon, they had traveled for fifty days. It was a quiet afternoon, a few Qing Yi Clan warriors flew back and shouted loudly.
"Brother Ji Xia! Brother Ying! We're only fifty miles away from the Cold Stream Valley!"
Qing Ying was bored, and was sitting on the mammoths' leader's head, with his bow held in his hands. He let out a cheering sound when he heard those warriors, and darted away through the trees, disappearing quickly into the jungle while leaving a series of cyan-coloured afterimages behind him.
Ji Xia and Qing Fu stood up and looked into the jungle.
With these mammoths, they could reach their destination two hours at the latest.
Ji Hao also stood up and looked into the jungle. The Cold Stream Valley, where Ji Shu wanted them to come, was just beyond it. Ji Hao had made up his mind that no matter how difficult this would be, he was going to make Ji Shu and his people regret their decision, and make them accept the consequences.
Ji Hao took a deep breath, turned around and smiled to Qing Fu, then tried to say something to her. Suddenly, a ball of fire bursted out from his chest. He felt as if a volcano had just erupted inside his body; a large amount of hot air was released from his internal organs and steamed his bones and muscles. Ji Hao spat a mouthful of hot blood and made grasping motions towards Qing Fu, but he fainted afterwards.
The leather armour Ji Hao was wearing was completely burned by his high body temperature. Tens of twisted blood-red spell symbols emerged from the smooth skin of his slim yet sturdy body. Those spell symbols were continuously pulsating and quickly disintegrating one after another.
"Is the magic seal casted by Maguspriest Ji Kui disappearing? This...Ji Kui had said that this magic seal would gradually disappear after Hao's physical strength reached beyond the Junior Level!" Qing Fu and Ji Xia exclaimed simultaneously.
Ji Hao saw countless phantoms flashing through his eyes; his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear Qing Fu or Ji Xia.
"Gee, the Senior Magi blood? Hm...little guy, that couple, whom you call Abba and Amma...They love you so much...the ties of blood... Even I am jealous of you!" The voice of the mysterious man reverberated from Ji Hao's spiritual space.
Chapter 31: Wake
Editor: Hitesh_
Ji Hao felt utterly powerless.
He saw a simple and crude cave, with tens of torches placed on the wall. He also saw a primitive altar that was carved out of a whole piece of stone.
A huge Three-Legged Gold Crow totem was painted on the wall with unknown beast blood mixed with mineral pigments. Under the firelight, the Gold Crow's eyes were shining with a magical light, looking down at Ji Hao.
Ji Hao sensed the wild and ancient vibe of this cave; he felt like he was wrapped by an intangible atmosphere; and he heard countless voices were whispering in his ears.
"My dear ancestors. I, Ji Xia, am giving my blood to my child, to increase his power and strength, to wish him a better future. My dear ancestors, please bless my child. Please make him stronger than me; make him the best warrior in the Southern Wasteland! I want him to regain the glory of the Gold Crow and to retrieve the status of our clan!"
Ji Xia was praying loudly. He put Ji Hao on the altar, looking down at him. His eyes were full of affection. He grinned then pulled out a bone knife and quickly cut his own wrist with it.
Qing Fu was sitting beside Ji Xia. She had now stood up and started to recite an ancient spell. She looked pale and weak. Along with her voice, a strange humming noise came from the air.
Ji Xia's blood was dropping from his wrist. Those blood drops hadn't fallen onto the altar directly; instead, they were floating above Ji Hao. Every drop of blood was slowly wriggling and changing shape under Qing Fu's control. At last, those drops of blood gathered into a head-sized Gold Crow with great heat and intense light.
Qing Fu then cut her own wrist as well, send her blood into the Gold Fire Crow.
"My dear ancestors, gods and ghosts. I, Qing Fu, am begging your pity. Please bless my son with health, safety and happiness."
After her blood melted into the blood-crow, countless spell-symbols started to emerge from the blood-crow. Qing Fu's face became even more pale.
The newborn Ji Hao was lying on the altar, gazing at his parents stunningly.
The blood-crow slowly descended from the air, merging into Ji Hao's body.
............
Followed by a thunderous bang, a gust of cold wind broke into the cave with countless black ice-knives wrapped in it.
A couple of badly mutilated human bodies were thrown into the cave by the sharp wind. Those were the guards of the Fire Crow Clan Mother Temple. Their muscular bodies were almost torn to pieces by the ice-knives and shocked expressions were frozen on their simple and honest faces.
Qing Fu and Ji Xia turned their heads around. They saw a bucket thick, a hundred-foot-long and one-horned black serpent wriggled into the cave while it was releasing cold air and venom out of its huge mouth. The serpent saw Ji Hao, who was lying on the altar; its gigantic tail then heavily smashed towards Ji Hao.
Ji Xia had just given more than half of his blood to Ji Hao, which largely reduced his power. Once he saw that serpent, he let out a growl; two streams of flames then rushed out from both of his arms. A dragon scale shield and a mulberry-wood spear appeared in the flame. The shield blocked the serpent's tail that was only inches away from Ji Hao's tiny body; at the same time, the spear pierced the serpent's head at a lightning speed.
"Who are you! How dare you have invaded our Holy Land!" Ji Xia shouted out. His voice showed a trace of confusion. "How did you get in? This is our Mother Temple! This is the Fire Crow Clan's Holy Land!"
While Ji Xia was shouting at the serpent, the serpent's body exploded into a cloud of black smoke. A black figure emerged from that smoke and waved its hands toward Ji Xia. In the next second, over twenty black ice-knives darted out from that smoke and punctured all of the Magus Acupoints which were glowing brightly on Ji Xia's chest. Blood spurted out from his wounds, splashing all over Ji Hao's body.
Qing Fu let out a scream, then pulled three black, long needles from her coiled hair and threw them towards that black figure.
The three black needles pierced the figure's body; it let out a howl, opened its mouth and breathed out a wisp of cold air. The cold air suddenly transformed into three thumb-thick ice-knives then went through the three Magus Acupoints on Qing Fu's chest.
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Beside a blazing bonfire, the little Ji Hao was staring at Ji Kui curiously with his bright, watery eyes. Ji Kui was wearing a bone armlet and a leather cloak.
"Those damn stinky snacks! I curse their souls to be burnt by the Gold Crow fire and never be set free... Oh, look at our little one, such a talented Maguspriest. His spiritual power is already as strong as an ordinary Maguspriest even though he's only a newborn... Such a lovely creature... They've almost killed you!"
Ji Kui then bit his own finger and drew a set of complicated spell symbols on Ji Hao's body with his blood.
"Xia, You haven't finished your blessing ceremony. Your and Qing Fu's blood has missed the perfect moment to merge with our little one's body. I could only seal your blood inside his body with my magic spell. This magic seal will gradually disappear after his physical strength goes near the Junior Level, and your blood will be slowly absorbed by his body after that."
"Don't worry, nothing could ruin his talent... My magic seal might affect his warrior practice, but he'll still be a powerful Maguspriest. Such a powerful soul, such a talented Maguspriest..."
............
Ji Hao groaned, then opened his eyes. He saw a black cave ceiling; he also felt the soft fur beneath his body. There was a bitter taste that remained in his mouth, which was so familiar. That was the medicine made by Qing Fu.
The fat bear put its head near Ji Hao's face and gave a large grin when it realised that Ji Hao had woken up.
"Hey, fatty. Where's Amma?" Ji Hao looked at the slobber that hung at the bear's mouth corners and asked. He then pushed the bear's head aside.
The internal heat inside his body was resealed. He sensed that the Senior Magi blood from his parents was floating above the multicoloured flame in his Dantian; and the flame was working hard to transform the Senior Magi blood into beams of multicoloured lights, then was absorbed by his body.
Ji Hao felt an inexhaustible power from his body. He looked at the cave wall next to him, then chopped it with his hand.
His hand deeply cut into the rock wall. He felt like that he was cutting a piece of tofu with a sharp knife.
His strength hadn't seemed to have significantly improved; however, his body had become much more solid. There was still ninety percent of Senior Magi Blood which hadn't been released yet; as for the released Senior Magi Blood, more than half of it was waiting for it to be transformed by the multicoloured flame.
"Senior Magi Blood, so powerful!" Ji Hao leaped up from the ground and waved his fists.
He looked around, then walked out of the cave. He saw a brook that was rapidly flowing towards the East; a beautiful and broad valley was quietly lying under the starlight.
Thousands of slaves moved their bodies while singing a work song, busily lumbering with sweat streaming down their backs.
A haughty voice came from not far away.
"Ji Xia, you're no longer the leader! You're just like us now! What makes you think you could talk to us like that?"
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