On the hillside of Yaoshan Mountain, under some ancient pines, Ji Hao and Shao Si sat across from each other across a tea table made of old tree stumps. A pretty little maid knelt down beside the tea table, carefully serving a set of tea sets.
Ji Hao personally selected extremely fine mud and mixed it with several brightly colored ore powders to make glaze. According to the techniques of his previous life, the porcelain tea set was as smooth as a mirror, as thin as paper, bright and pure in color, and was placed everywhere in his previous life. It is a rare treasure, and in this era it is a unique and rare thing.
At this time, the upper echelons of the human race mostly used gold, jade, bronze and other utensils, while ordinary people mostly used crude pottery, woodware, and stoneware. The porcelain made by Ji Hao was truly unique and unparalleled.
The little maid carefully poured a cup of tea for Ji Hao and Shao Si respectively, and casually dropped two drops of silver dew collected from the green lotus in Linghu Lake into the tea. Wisps of elegant fragrance wafted out, making people feel refreshed and refreshed.
"It's really good." The young master looked at the tea cup placed on the tea table, and nodded happily with a smile: "It's really good, beautiful, and more exquisite than jade. If it can be fired in large quantities, such a set of tea sets , it can be sold even if it is priced at 10,000 jade coins in Pusaka."
"When we come back, we can bake it in large quantities." Ji Hao smiled and pointed to a mountain in the south: "There is excellent soil on that mountain. It only takes a little labor to make it."
Shao Si held the teacup with both hands and took a sip of tea carefully. Then he narrowed his eyes, like a lazy cat.
The strong wind came through the mountains and ridges, blowing Shaosi's long hair, and her bangs flew up on her forehead, revealing a smooth forehead and a layer of fine fur on her hairline.
"Tea is also good. The tea made by the adults in Puban is like thick soup, not as delicious as our tea." Shao Si curled his lips and looked at Ji Hao with a smile, a faint warmth flashing in his eyes. And passed. She had had tea at Si Xi's house. As she said, the tea at Si Xi's house tasted like strong soup, not the refreshing taste she had now.
"From now on, our Yao Bo collar will have an extra specialty. This porcelain is always easy to sell." Ji Hao looked at Shao Si with a smile and said gently: "As long as we can come back from the gambling arena safely."
Shaosi's eyes narrowed into a thin line, and she looked down the mountain. Outside Yaoshan City, a large number of territorial people were vaguely visible around the cities and villages. They were cutting down firewood and transporting it back to the city. The weather was freezing and the firewood consumption was huge.
"This winter, more than 11 million children were born in the territory." Shao Si's tone became softer and warmer: "Year after year, there will be more and more people in our territory, Yao The leader will become stronger and stronger. We will definitely come back safely."
Ji Hao tapped the tea table with his fingers, corrected his tone, and said to Shao Si very seriously: "So, you have to improve your strength quickly. Tai Si is already the Witch King. You, Yu Mu, Feng Xing, We must improve our strength as soon as possible.”
Shao Si closed his eyes, and a faint white light shone on his body.
The Xuanming clan, also known as the Nether clan, looks like humans but not humans, gods but not gods. They are born with the ability to communicate with all ghosts and gods between heaven and earth. Even when they are just born, they can feel those who have fallen in the ancient times. The aura of powerful creatures that were tyrannical for a while summoned them from the underworld and borrowed their powerful and terrifying power.
Different from the current popular training methods of the human race, the people of the Xuanming clan do not need to practice at all, nor do they need to use external objects. As they continue to communicate with those powerful beings in the dark, they continue to borrow their power to kill. The more they sacrifice and the more they sacrifice, the more their strength will naturally increase.
Just like Tai Si, Yulong Hebo led the Huaihe River navy to attack the city. He summoned the terrifying existence in the underworld to kill countless people and swallowed the souls and blood essence of countless water tribes. The terrifying existence in the underworld had no influence on Tai Si. Sacrifice' felt extremely satisfied, and immediately raised Taisi's physical potential to an extremely strong level, which directly gave Taisi the power of the peak of the great witch.
Then Taisi inexplicably broke through to the realm of the Witch King, and he was considered an extremely powerful type among the Witch Kings.
But if you ask Taisi himself to tell you how he broke through, this confused guy will definitely not be able to explain it. Anyway, he just has the power of the Witch King.
"If you want to gain power quickly... it might be too..." Shao Si looked at Ji Hao hesitantly.
"Blood sacrifice?" Ji Hao followed Shaosi's thoughts closely. The Witch Palace has very few records about the Xuan Ming clan, only some records about scales and claws. But Ji Hao got a lot of information from Zhulongdial, about the Xuanming clan, about their magical power, and about the source of their own power.
Seeing that Ji Hao had expressed his worries, Shaosi nodded seriously: "If our clan pays a huge amount of blood sacrifices to satisfy those who have fallen, we will quickly gain huge power. But , things like blood sacrifice..."
Ji Hao picked up the tea cup and drank it all with a smile: "As long as it is not a blood sacrifice to the human race, there is no need to feel too guilty, right? Those alien evil spirits, killing no matter how many times is not a sin. Okay, leave this matter to me , you will preside over the blood sacrifice when the time comes."
It was nothing more than a sacrifice of essence, blood and soul. If a large number of humans were killed for the sake of power, Ji Hao would not be able to accept such a thing. But if it was a blood sacrifice to those alien evil spirits, Ji Hao would not feel any psychological pressure at all.
I have never seen Ji Hao kill so many aliens in the battle at Evil Dragon Bay. Has heaven also sent down countless merits
Early the next morning, Zhu Ronglong and other eight witch emperors hurried to Puban with hundreds of thousands of elites, and 90% of the witch crystals, fine gold, jade and other properties in the warehouse of Yao Bo's mansion were taken away.
Winter is the off-season for the Pusaka slave trade. In the warehouses of the Pusaka slave market, countless slaves are kept like livestock, quietly waiting for customers to come after spring. At this time, the price of slaves in the Pusaka market was at least 30% lower than usual.
Zhu Ronglong and others knocked on the doors of the largest slave traders in Puban. Piles of jade coins, witch crystals, jade, fine gold and other objects were thrown in front of them. Groups of foreign slaves were escorted away. After entering the warehouse, Zhu Ronglong and others set up a cloud of fire and rushed towards Puban.
Powerful Jia tribe warriors, capable Dark tribe servants, chirping spirit slaves like countless old hens, and countless foreign slaves were escorted outside Yaoshan City, and stood upright in the wilderness outside the city.
A small altar stood in the wilderness. Ji Hao had personally killed a witch king-level ferocious beast and sacrificed it on the altar.
(End of chapter)