Chapter 371 – Inner Palace (1/2)

Chapter 371: Inner Palace

Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh

“Hoho! Booze! An amazing treasure!”

In the special army camp and beside the foot of a small hill, the old tree leisurely and deeply rooted himself into the thick and soft layer of soil, while holding a specially crafted, gigantic vat with both of his arms, gulping the booze contained in it very noisily.

Next to him, the giant leopard had already fallen in an enormous clay bowl, which was also fully containing pure, nicely smelling booze. The leopard was constantly licking the booze with his long tongue, letting out loud clicking noise, and seemed to be quite happy.

Yu Mu grinningly stood beside a series of bonfires, which were around a hundred zhang away from the old tree and leopard. What had filled the spaces above the over ten bonfires up were newly butchered buffalos. Concentratedly and carefully, Yu Mu slowly spread several kinds of sauces evenly on the buffalo meat. The thick dense of grilled meat had already spread out to tens of miles away.

“Booze, great stuff!” The old tree reached his arm out in a big satisfaction, then slapped hard on Ji Hao’s back.

Along with a loud boom, the part below Ji Hao’s waist entirely sank into the ground. Helplessly glancing at the old tree, who seemed was a bit drunk already, Ji Hao twisted his body and pulled himself out of the ground.

After a short and simple inauguration, the old tree had become a Magi Master of the Magi Palace. He would be accepting elder-level remuneration and welfare offered by the Magi Palace, and in return, he only had to donate his fruits and a part of myron to the Magi Palace each year.

Magnificent palaces, board territories, luxurious clothes, beautiful maids…all these meant nothing to the old tree and leopard, only the booze brought by Ji Hao made both of them, who had never even tasted anything like this before, feel a great satisfaction.

“Booze! The true essence of nature itself!” Ji Hao looked at the old tree, whose face was now filled by a big grin, then grabbed a vat of booze himself, laughed out loud and poured some into his own mouth. The old tree barely had any material needs except for the sunlight, rain and soil, and now the booze was added.

Under the protection of the Magi Palace, he could now safely and peacefully live a life that he wanted, and would have as much booze as he would want. To the old tree and the leopard, two old friends who were both simple and didn’t have much of desires, nothing could be better than this.

Having drunk with the old tree and leopard for a while, Ji Hao, Feng Xing and Yu Mu then been called into the meeting hall tent of the base camp by one of Si Wen Ming’s close guards.

Si Wen Ming had changed his daily coarse clothes into a black, long cloak. On that purely black and lusterless cloak, complicated patterns of stars, rivers and mountains and other natural figures were embroidered with silver silk threads. Along with Si Wen Ming’s move, all those stars, mountains and rivers seemed to be moving as well.

Besides Si Wen Ming, Wulong Yao and nearly a hundred other Magi Palace elders were also in the meeting hall. They were all wearing the same black cloaks as Si Wen Ming, and were staring at Ji Hao, Yu Mu and Feng Xing walking into the camp, with incomparably serious and solemn looks.

Ji Hao sensed the serious atmosphere in the meeting hall. He puffed his chest out and tightened his face, looking at Si Wen Ming, whose face was now filled with solemnness.

From behind Si Wen Ming, a stream of smoke that seemed to be muddy yet actually contained countless different colors rose straight into the air. Within that smoke, a hazy human silhouette, who had his chest puffed out and head held high, arms reaching directly up as if he was holding the sky up, was faintly visible.

In this world, some people were standing straight in pride and fearlessness, and were able to communicate with gods and ghosts, and nature itself; these people were Magi!

That human silhouette released a strong and prehistoric sense of power, wave by wave, slowly spreading out. Gradually, Ji Hao, Yu Mu and Feng Xing’ heartbeats became exactly the same as the vibrations made by this sense of power.