It was a long night, and all the Jinwu tribe members below Ji Xia were drunk.
The well-behaved maids helped them to rest in various palaces, while Ji Hao stood on the clean platform, overlooking the vast lake. The sky dispersed, the clouds regrouped, and the cold wind carried heavy snow slowly falling. A thin layer of ice had formed on the lake, and soon snowflakes piled up, dyeing the lake surface white.
Crow Master also drank too much, shrunk his body and curled up on Ji Hao's shoulder, snoring. His body was getting weaker little by little, and he almost fell down several times.
The two divine fire snakes also drank a lot. They were wrapped around Ji Hao's neck intimately, connected end to end, and they were still breathing fireworks from their mouths while sleeping.
The inherited divine bead left by the witch god Ji Xin was suspended in front of Ji Hao. He quietly looked at the crimson divine bead, which was surrounded by fireworks and seemed to have a big star burning violently inside.
After countless years of baptism, this orb is still crystal clear. Even if it is floating quietly in front of him, Ji Hao can feel the terrifying power contained within it. It is close to the avenue of flames and can truly burn through the sky. The terrifying power of the hole.
Once Ji Hao drops his own essence and blood on the divine bead, the orb will merge with Ji Hao, and the silent essence and blood inside it will completely transform his body, allowing his strength to increase by leaps and bounds in just a few days. .
Take Ji Xia as an example. He integrated the inherited divine beads of the Great Witch God Ji Liao. In just three days, Ji Xia's physical body became as powerful as a dragon. And his witchcraft cultivation has reached the level of the Nine-Star Witch Emperor. If it weren't for his poor combat experience, the fight against the Witch Emperor would be a completely blank slate. With Ji Xia's current strength, he alone could withstand the dozens of Witch Emperors who besieged him during the day.
After entering the realm of the Witch Emperor, it would take a long time to increase the power of one star. It is very likely that even a thousand years of hard work will not be able to increase the power of one star.
Nine-star witchcraft is an extremely powerful figure among the witch emperors. How many witch emperors have exhausted their lifespan, and their final strength is only at the level of two or three stars? If Ji Xia could fully control his power, he would be considered a ruthless character among the Pusaka Witch Emperors.
If Ji Hao fuses this inherited divine bead, his strength will at least reach the seven-star level.
Ji Xin's strength is on par with Ji Liao's. He is the most powerful general under Ji Liao's command, and he is also Ji Liao's deputy. It is conceivable that the benefits that the inherited divine beads he left behind will bring to Ji Hao, even if he is smaller than Ji Xia, will not be much less.
In the soul space, the shadow quietly condensed. A fire light lingered in the inheritance divine bead, and a trace of pure firepower penetrated along Ji Hao's eyebrows. He quickly appeared in the soul space and was caught by the shadow in his hand.
"The stars in the sky are roughly classified into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, lightning, and ice according to their attributes. The natal shaman star of this inherited divine bead is the 'Red Star'. Among the stars with the fire attribute in Zhoutian, the power of the Red Star is probably ranked around 3,000."
Xuying said calmly: "But the sun has the strongest star power among the stars in the sky."
With a squeeze of his fingers, the wisp of fire disappeared, and the shadow slowly disappeared without making any more sound.
Ji Hao was stunned, and then suddenly laughed. Isn't that right? How could I be so confused by such an inherited divine bead? Now that we have come to this world, and since we are determined to seek the way of heaven and seek immortality, we must do our best in everything.
Among the stars with the fire attribute of Zhou Tian, the power of the Red Star is only around 3,000
Although he didn't know what effect the power of the natal witch star would have on the power of the witch king, witch emperor, and even the witch god, since Ji Hao had to choose, he must choose the strongest one.
The Scarlet Star only ranks around 3,000 in the power ranking of fire-attribute stars. Then there are stars with various other attributes. There are endless stars in the sky. How high can the Scarlet Star rank among all the stars
Thirty thousand? One hundred thousand? Or a more pitiful ranking
"Ancestor Ji Xin, I'm sorry." Ji Hao stroked this inherited divine bead that contained great power and great opportunities, and was coveted by countless people in the world. He sighed helplessly: "Although you are good, although you are Strong, but you are not my way."
The light inside the inheritance divine bead flickered slightly, and Ji Hao seemed to hear a gentle sigh.
"Don't worry, you are the ancestor of our Ji family. I will choose the best doll from among my brothers to inherit your power." Ji Hao gently touched the inheritance bead and said seriously: "If Are you dissatisfied with my current brothers... Dad and Eminem can continue to have children, so don’t worry, there will definitely be no problem."
"Gah!" Crow Crow opened his eyes, chirped a few times slightly drunkenly, and scratched Ji Hao's ears with his claws.
"Oh, okay, I will find some female crows." Ji Hao touched the crow's head helplessly: "Dad, they didn't bring you a few female crows this time, and they are not mine either. Wrong! Well, the little crow will have it, there will be it!"
The crow cawed a few times, closed his eyes happily, and continued to sleep.
After dawn, Ji Hao personally filled a basin of wash water for Ji Xia and brought it into his room. After helping Ji Xia wash up, Ji Hao handed Ji Xin's inherited divine bead back to Ji Xia: "Dad, please leave it here." Leave it to our younger brother. I have already chosen the path I want to take."
Ji Xia frowned and looked at Ji Hao in confusion: "Son, this is the treasure left by our ancestors. With him, we dare not say that we will definitely become the witch god... Dad actually doesn't understand now. The witch god What exactly is it... But at least it can make you a powerful Witch Emperor!"
"I have chosen my own path." Ji Hao looked at Ji Xia seriously: "Besides, I am not afraid of ordinary Witch Emperors now."
Holding his head proudly, Ji Hao said confidently: "With the heavy treasure given by the teacher to protect me, if those ordinary wizard emperors don't have any means, they might die in my hands. So, dad, don't do it for me." I'm worried, let's leave the good stuff to our own brother!"
Ji Xia looked at Ji Hao seriously for a long time, and then sighed: "Okay, leave it to your eldest brother! Don't even think about this benefit for your younger sisters. The daughter who is married, the foot-washing water poured out …Ah, the treasures left by our ancestors can only be given to male dolls!”
"Dong, dong dong", the bells of Qiongxue Palace are ringing, which means there are guests visiting.
Ji Hao and Ji Xia walked out of the room. As soon as they arrived at the main hall of Qiongxue Palace, they saw Si Wenming standing at the door of the hall with a look of helplessness.
"Ji Hao, you are in trouble again. Wuzhiqi rolled and acted in front of Emperor Shun, crying and accusing you of killing his thirty-six sons!"
Si Wenming's face was full of helplessness, and gall water could drip from the folds of his face.
He sighed helplessly: "Come with me, Emperor Shun wants you to explain clearly..."
Suddenly, Si Wenming looked at Ji Xia in shock: "This... Ji Xia, your cultivation, you... the Witch Emperor?"
Ji Xia's eyes were filled with cold light, and she said seriously: "This is all a trivial matter. Who dares to sue my child? Is there no one to support Ji Hao who bullies my family? What is that Wuzhiqi? Hao, Dad's Gang You blow his head off!”
Si Wenming's face suddenly became more and more bitter.
(End of chapter)