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Chapter 102

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"Caw!"

Mr. Crow poked its head out of Ji Hao's clothes, staring at those Blood Fang warriors, who had turned into ashes along with the wind, in shock.

Over ten thousand elite warriors, among which hundreds of Senior Magi were killed by Si Wen Ming with a single sword move. What was even more terrifying was that this sword move had killed over ten thousand people silently, but not even a single armour was damaged, not even a single leaf or straw in the jungle was damaged.

The power of this sword move was earth-shattering, but at the same time, it was so gentle and gentle.

Ji Hao stared at those armours and helmets that had fallen on the ground and were still shaking. He couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Si Wen Ming's power, Si Wen Ming's level, Ji Hao couldn't even imagine. Ji Hao couldn't even imagine what kind of power was needed to turn the terrifying power that could destroy everything into such a gentle sword move, which was as gentle as a dragonfly touching the water surface.

Si Wen Ming lazily waved the sword in his hand, which was made from black iron and had a simple and elegant style. It was purely black and lusterless, and not even a single spell symbol had lit up when he launched the sword move just now. Si Wen Ming pulled a rope from his shoulder, wrapped the sword around and hung it on his back.

"Hm, I haven't fought for a long time, I'm a bit rusty. I almost destroyed all their treasures." Si Wen Ming grinningly reached his hand out. A shining, exquisitely shaped sword, whose hilt was thickly inlaid with hundreds of different colored gemstones, automatically flew into his hand.

"This sword is not bad, it's a bit fancy, but it's real. It's a good thing. If I bring it back to Pu Ban City, I can trade it for thousands of livestock and thousands of vats of wine." Si Wen Ming stroked the sharp edge of the sword, slightly flicked the sword with his finger, smilingly nodded to Ji Hao and said, "According to the rules of the Southern Wasteland, everyone who sees it gets a share. Haha, I'll take this sword and trade it for wine. As for the rest, you two kids can share it."

Man Man grabbed Ji Hao's sleeve, slightly shook her head and said, "I don't want it, I don't lack armours and weapons. Just give them all to Ji Hao, his clan definitely needs these. "

Ji Hao didn't refuse. He smilingly coughed and spat out the last bit of blood from his body, then took a deep breath, relaxed his body, bowed to Si Wen Ming and said, "I dare not to turn down the gift from an elder, so I'll take it all. These are all good stuff. Our Fire Crow Clan doesn't have many good armors and weapons like this. "

Si Wen Ming smilingly nodded, then stroked the pigeon, which was standing on his shoulder and staring at Mr Crow, and said in a gentle voice, "Hm, that's it then. Ji Hao, are you a kid from the Fire Crow Clan? Fire Crow Clan, Fire Crow Clan, since all these things have happened here, I might as well go to the Fire Crow Clan. "

Si Wen Ming shrugged, smiled and said, "I don't have a specific goal anyway. Wherever I go, that's where I go."

Ji Hao and Man Man curiously looked at what Si Wen Ming was going to do next. Si Wen Ming reached out his finger, drew a complicated spell symbol on the soft, muddy ground, then gently pressed his right hand on the center of the spell symbol and began incanting a spell in a low voice.

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and quickly released his spirit power. He could clearly sense waves of strange soul power spreading out from Si Wen Ming's body, and within a moment, the soul power spread to the entire area with a radius of a thousand miles.

Deep roars came from afar, along with the sound of twigs breaking. Soon, two fifty to sixty feet long black leopards dashed over, treading on black smoke. The two leopards glanced at Si Wen Ming from a great distance away, narrowed their eyes and sensed the soul power vibration released from Si Wen Ming's body. Then, their deep roars turned into soft and gentle murmurs, wagging their tails and happily approaching Si Wen Ming.

Not long after that, a few more multicolored, gigantic tigers rushed over.

At first, they were quite vigilant towards Ji Hao and Man Man, but under the guidance of Si Wen Ming's soul power, they soon let go of their vigilance and approached Si Wen Ming and Man Man.

Leopards, tigers, elephants, mammoths... within a quarter of an hour, hundreds of gigantic beasts had rushed over. Ji Hao and Man Man were busy picking up those armors and weapons that had fallen on the ground, carefully tied them up with vines, and put them on the backs of those gigantic beasts.

After over two hours, everything was ready. Si Wen Ming was riding on a sturdy buffalo, leading the way, while Ji Hao and Man Man were riding on the back of a gigantic leopard, following closely behind him. The large group of beasts lined up orderly, quickly darted into the jungle, heading towards the Fire Crow Clan.

Being accompanied by Si Wen Ming, who was as powerful as a god or a devil, Ji Hao and Man Man could finally relax.

After days and nights of continuous hunting, Man Man and Si Wen Ming had both been severely injured, Man Man was already exhausted. Almost once she sat on the back of the leopard, she leaned her head against Ji Hao's shoulder and fell asleep.

Ji Hao crossed his legs, supported Man Man with his shoulder, slightly narrowed his eyes, and silently activated the soul-nourishing method recorded in the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words] to restore his strength. The natural power in the surrounding area was continuously gathering towards Ji Hao's body, circulating through every meridian of his body for a few times, then transformed into pure Dan power and merged with the Yuan Dan.

Si Wen Ming, who was riding on the back of the buffalo, sensed the strange vibration of the natural power in the surrounding area. He curiously turned his head around and took a glance at Ji Hao.

Si Wen Ming's pupils were shining with a mysterious light, he was carefully looking at Ji Hao from head to toe. In Si Wen Ming's eyes, Ji Hao's body was like a whirlpool; inexhaustible natural power was constantly gathering into his body, then disappearing into the deep part of his body, which was like a black hole.

"This little guy is interesting."

When Si Wen Ming was packing those armors and weapons, he had already heard about what had happened to them during the past few days from Man Man.

Ji Hao, with the power of an early Junior Magus who had just activated his bloodline power, had actually been able to kill Senior Magus level Jia Clan's warriors one after another, and escape for thousands of miles with Man Man under the crazy pursuit of the Blood Fang. Even Si Wen Ming was amazed by this.

More importantly, Ji Hao was still so young, and he was born in a declining Southern Wasteland clan, unlike Man Man, who was born in a noble family. Therefore, the resources he had and the inherited magic he had, were all insignificant in Si Wen Ming's eyes.

With these insignificant resources and inherited magic, Ji Hao had been able to achieve such a glorious result. Si Wen Ming couldn't help but feel excited.

"He's a good kid, hm... I wonder if he has weaned yet. A little eagle, does he have the guts to leave his nest and fly far away?"

Ji Hao didn't have the energy to pay attention to Si Wen Ming, he had been concentrating on his cultivation. While recovering his strength and nourishing his spirit blood, he was also silently absorbing the great fear and joy that had been brought by this life-or-death pursuit.

He only felt that his mind was now clear, and that the darkness that had been firmly blocking his soul in his previous life had suddenly disappeared.

A bright and smooth road had appeared in front of Ji Hao. All of his spirit blood suddenly started vibrating crazily, and he let out a deep roar. All kinds of natural powers came from the surrounding air. Under the stimulation of the [Mantra of Nine Secret Words], all kinds of indescribable, mysterious powers that existed in the eight extremes of the universe appeared in Ji Hao's spiritual space and directly injected into the Yuan Dan, which had already been compressed to a tangible state.

Suddenly, Ji Hao opened his eyes, and a stream of purple smoke spurted out from his pupils to over three feet away.

Nine golden and shining spell symbols of the [Mantra of Nine Secret Words] had condensed on the Yuan Dan, and the intangible Yuan Dan had been undergoing some kind of earth-shaking and irreversible magical evolution towards the tangible state of the Golden Dan.

Si Wen Ming stared at Ji Hao in shock. All the natural powers within the radius of a hundred miles had been vibrating crazily under the effect of some kind of magical power that was contained in Ji Hao's body.

Not to mention a Junior Magus, even a Senior Magus Maguspriest wouldn't be able to do that without tens of years of practice.

"This kid is mine!" Si Wen Ming slapped his own forehead hard and laughed out loud silently.

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