Chapter 7

As Ji Hao feasted heartily, Ji Xia and Qing Fu stood by the bedroom door, quietly watching Ji Hao through the crack.

Seeing all the meat in the house devoured by Ji Hao, especially when his aura broke through, Qing Fu smiled gently.

Ji Xia grinned, his massive body silently slipping through the window. After a few leaps, he entered the dark forest without disturbing anyone. Running far away, Ji Xia muttered softly, "It's good that he can eat. The more he eats, the stronger he'll be, and he'll be more of a man!"

Pausing slightly, Ji Xia chuckled softly, "Truly worthy of being my son, Ji Xia. He's always been mysterious. I wonder what he's learned from the shaman elders? No matter what, it's a good thing, and he's still my son!"

The sun had yet to rise, and a thin mist enveloped the mountains and forests. The Fire Crow tribe's encampment was already bustling with activity.

On the Golden Crow Ridge, the giant green mulberry trees emitted red light, and nearly a thousand giant crows, with fiery wings, took to the sky, joyfully cawing as they flew in all directions. In the mulberry groves within the encampment, countless small fire crows cawed, rising like a dark cloud and circling the Golden Crow Ridge.

The adult warriors of the Fire Crow tribe, armed with spears and axes, rode their war beasts and entered the forest in groups to begin their day of hunting.

The women of the tribe laughed and kicked their children out of the house, starting their busy day. They needed to process the hides from yesterday's hunt, sort the metal ores dug by the mine slaves, and process large amounts of natural plant fibers. There was always plenty of work in the vast tribe.

Ji Hao stood on the roof of his house, facing the gradually brightening east. His chest and abdomen rose and fell slowly as a faint purple heat from the distant eastern horizon rapidly shot towards him, which he cautiously inhaled in small sips.

Silently reciting the nine true words "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing," his hands moved like flowing water, forming seals. The first pure yang purple qi that naturally generated between heaven and earth before dawn was slowly absorbed into his body, transforming into a misty qi that merged with his soul. His mental strength gradually increased, and sweat trickled down his forehead.

Before last night, Ji Hao could only absorb a thread of pure yang purple qi each morning before his body and soul could no longer bear it. But after being tempered by dragon blood and phoenix blood, this morning, Ji Hao had already absorbed thirty-six threads of pure yang purple qi and still hadn't reached his limit.

"Wonderful!" Ji Hao's heart was filled with joy, and a faint flame seemed to rise from his head. The deal with the shadow was, at least for now, not a wrong choice.

"Hao," "Big Brother"!

Accompanied by loud shouts, hundreds of children, slightly younger than Ji Hao, carrying boulders as big as small mountains, ran past Ji Hao's house in整齐的步伐. Seeing Ji Hao standing on the roof as usual, the children shouted loudly.

Ji Hao put away his cultivation posture, calmed the surging qi in his chest, and waved to the children with a smile.

Hundreds of children ran past, the runes carved by the shamans on the boulders on their shoulders glowing with a yellowish light, making the boulders dozens of times heavier than their actual weight. The children ran with the boulders, their footsteps like thunder, and sweat continuously sliding down their rough skin.

"Ah, these little guys will soon become first-level shamans, and they'll all become qualified warriors!" Ji Hao looked at the children of the Fire Crow tribe and sincerely praised them.

The cultivation of the shaman realm was purely about strengthening the body and building a solid foundation.

Using the densest and hardest green steel rock from the southern wilderness, a stone block three feet long, wide, and high was carved, weighing one "stone." A first-level shaman had the strength of ten thousand stones, and a second-level shaman had the strength of twenty thousand stones.

After breaking through last night, Ji Hao was already at the fourth level of the shaman realm, with a physical strength of forty thousand stones.

"However, Ji Wu's strength..." Ji Hao watched the children running away, frowning in thought.

In the brief confrontation with Ji Wu in the council hall, Ji Wu had a strong fiery aura, clearly a sign that his physical strength had reached the tenth level and was about to break through the last two levels of the shaman realm, activating his innate bloodline power.

With Ji Hao's current fourth-level strength, it wasn't difficult to gain an advantage through magical changes, but it was still challenging to defeat Ji Wu, who was much stronger. Not to mention, after defeating Ji Wu, he would still face the pressure from Ji Shu and others.

"These days, I need to find more powerful beasts to eat." Ji Hao muttered to himself, "Should I ask Crow Elder for help? Crow Elder is at the Great Shaman realm. If he can kill a hundred Lesser Shaman-level prey and consume them..."

While he was thinking, a strange meaty aroma wafted up.

Qing Fu walked into the courtyard and waved to Ji Hao, "Hao, come down. Your father hunted a prey early this morning to nourish your body."

Ji Hao looked at Qing Fu in surprise and quickly jumped down from the roof.

Ji Xia's war beast, the copper-skinned giant bear, blocked the door to the hall with its massive head, drooling from its open mouth. It lay on the ground, whining like a child.

Sitting by the fire pit in the hall, Ji Xia grabbed a thick log and threw it hard. A惨嚎 sounded as the log hit the bear's head, and its fat body rolled dozens of feet away like a ball.

"Get lost, fat bear!" Ji Xia growled, "All you do is eat. One day, you'll be so fat you can't run, and I'll have to kill you for meat and find a new war beast."

Amidst the scolding, Ji Hao entered the hall and looked at the prey on the fire pit.

Judging by its appearance, it was a large snake. However, this snake's muscles glowed with a strange light, and its muscles, tendons, and joints were faintly translucent. Its bones were as dense as steel, emitting a sharp cold light in the firelight. Muscles like jade and bones like steel were the hallmarks of a peak shaman realm body.

Ji Hao knew that within thousands of miles around the Golden Crow Ridge, there were countless ordinary fierce birds and beasts, but peak shaman realm prey was extremely rare. Usually, a large group of tribesmen hunting in the mountains and forests might not encounter one such prey in two or three months.

"Father!" Ji Hao sat down by the fire pit.

"Hao!" Ji Xia looked at Ji Hao and grinned, "You ate all the meat in the house last night. Father was worried you were still hungry, so I hunted a white-spotted python for you."

The white-spotted python was a highly toxic creature at the peak shaman realm, swift as the wind and elusive, making it extremely difficult to catch. Its bone marrow was extremely powerful, best for replenishing vital energy and strengthening blood and qi.

Qing Fu walked in and gently touched Ji Hao's head, "Hao, you ate so much last night, which means your strength has broken through. That's a good thing. After breaking through a level, you need to eat more to replenish your strength."

Ji Xia and Qing Fu smiled at Ji Hao, not asking about what had happened last night.

Ji Hao looked at Ji Xia and Qing Fu, his eyes slightly moist, and a warm current flowed through his heart. They never asked why, but silently provided protection and everything he needed. This was the true meaning of "parents," wasn't it?

"Well, I'm really hungry. Father, Mother, I'm going to eat!" Ji Hao laughed, grabbed a stone knife from the white-spotted python, and skillfully chopped off a section of the snake's tail, swallowing it bones and all.

A rainbow flame in his abdomen suddenly brightened, and the snake bones and meat turned into heat, rushing into the rainbow flame. In an instant, rainbow light shot out, continuously merging into Ji Hao's body.

Visible to the naked eye, Ji Hao's muscles under his skin rippled like water waves, and his bones made a "crack" sound.

Ji Xia and Qing Fu smiled in satisfaction. Ji Xia stroked his chin and said, "Yes, it's good that you can eat. Hao, eat more. No matter how much you eat, Father can find you good things."

Qing Fu smiled and gently stroked Ji Hao's head.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the courtyard gate, and a delicate, somewhat affected voice slowly sounded, "Is Shaman Qing Fu here? The sister wants to learn about potions from Sister Qing Fu."

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