Chapter 72 – Straw Dog (1/2)
Chapter 72: Straw Dog
“Oy, oy! You little bastard, am I still your uncle?” Qing Ying darted up to Ji Hao and knocked on his head annoyingly.
“Ayaya, you’re my dear uncle indeed! But you wouldn’t be able to help in this anyway, so I didn’t tell you the plan,” said Ji Hao smilingly, then spew the three black ‘thorns of life and death’ out from his own mouth, coiled his hair on his head and stuck the three thorns into his hair.
Qing Ying opened his mouth stunned, like a fish without water, seemingly shocked by Ji Hao’s words and remained silent for quite a while.
The long spear Ji Hao had used just now was stuck in the ground, and the small, three-legged Gold Crow was hovering around the spear, while letting out soft caws from time to time. Although no one was activating the power contained in the spear at the moment, it still continued to emit a great heat, which made it unbearable for Novice Magi to stand at a distance of less than hundred feet from the spear.
“Isn’t this the Spirit Magic Treasure of elder Ji Zhuo?!” Qing Ying jumped suddenly up when he recognized this spear.
This was Ji Zhuo’s Spirit Magic Treasure, at the same time it was also the inherited Magic Treasure of his branch clan. According to the legend, this spear was forged by one of Ji Zhuo’s ancestor, a peak Magus King. The spear’s history spanned over ten thousands of years and had been passed down through the generations.
Within these ten thousand years, Magus Kings, and other powerful Senior Magi had nourished this spear with their own blood; by now, the spear was capable of hearing the owner’s mind and possessed tremendous power. Even Ji Hao who had used it with the power of a Junior Magus, had been able to easily puncture a Senior Magi’s body with it.
As for the three ‘thorns of life and death’, Qing Ying could recognize them even if he had been blinded.
This was Qing Fu’s, his blood sister's, Spirit Magic Treasure, one of the inherited Magic Treasures of the Qing Yi Clan. There were nine of them in total, the three cyan thorns and the three white thorns were capable of saving lives, while the three black thorns were powerful weapons that could kill a man in the blink of an eye.
Ji Hao had just seriously wounded Jiang Yao and Black Water Jiao with these three black thorns, it was obvious that Qing Fu had given the power to control these thorns to Ji Hao.
Which meant, both Ji Zhuo and Qing Fu knew about Ji Hao’s plan, and only Qing Ying had been kept in the dark for this time.
Qing Ying hung the longbow on his shoulder and opened his arms, confused and helplessly circled around Ji Hao while complaining, “Oy, oy, why did all of you do this to me? Who do you think I am? Hao, I am your dearest uncle! How could you not even tell me a word about this?” yelled Qing Ying out dissatisfied, “Where is our family affection? Hao, I’m hurt so bad!”
Ji Hao turned back, narrowed his eyes, grinned to Qing Ying, and said, “Ah, family affection...well, we have so many prisoners here, uncle, you can just pick those young, strong ones, and select thirty-thousand for your clan. I don’t think the Qing Yi Clan have enough slaves, which is why I’ll give you thirty-thousand strong slaves, how's that for our family affection?”
“Whoa!”
Qing Ying let a shout out and suddenly leapt into the air, and flipped in the air for a couple of times. He laughed so hard that even his eyelashes had fallen down. “Yeah! This is the good Hao that I know! Wow, thirty-thousand slaves? This time, our Qing Yi Clan is going to make a fortune!”
Qing Ying went cheerfully away, took his clansmen and began to select his slaves immediately. The allied troops that had besieged the Fire Leopard Clan’s village this time, had gathered the elite warriors from tens of clans. All of these warriors were tall and strong; after taking them back to the clan and taking control of their lives with a secret magic, they would all become slaves of the best quality!
With these thirty-thousand slaves, the Qing Yi Clan could open up at least three extra hunting grounds, and seven to eight mines, they might raise even tens of times more animals. The Clan’s resources would start to grow double, or even triple; the clan’s food storage would be in abundance, newborn kids would grow more healthy and strong.
This was a virtuous cycle, with this opportunity, the Qing Yi Clan could probably even lay their base of becoming a large clan from a small clan.
Before, when the Qing Yi Clan would fight together with the Fire Crow Clan, even if there were enemies caught during the fight, the Fire Crow Clan and other dependency clans would take the majority of them; the Qing Yi Clan would occasionally get a few hundreds of slaves, which could already be considered extremely lucky.