As the night deepened, a few canoes shuttled back and forth on the surface of the lake. The 'people' who returned with a full load of prey, fruits, and herbs returned to the island.
Three dark-blue moons silently appeared in the sky, shining brightly on the entire world with a slight coldness. Ji Hao sat on a large branch with his legs crossed, fiddling with a fruit that had the power of Dao, which he picked a few days ago, while quietly looking at the island.
Some kind of dandelion-like plant was planted on the island. At night, the wind would blow across and release large amounts of seeds. The seeds drifted along with the wind, emitting a faint white light that illuminated the entire island.
Laughter came along with the wind. With his good eyesight, Ji Hao saw a handsome couple holding hands, leaving the village on the island and sneaking into the tall grasses outside the village. Those grasses began shaking rhythmically, and occasionally, a few timid small animals would be startled out.
Ji Hao chuckled while looking at this interesting scene. This reminded him of the old days in Southern Wasteland jungle. Back in his clan, those bold and unrestrained boys and girls had been passionately and straightforwardly pursuing their own happiness.
Green lied in the grasses under the tree, seeming to be in a daze, chewing the tender grasses every now and then. From time to time, dark-green spell symbols would flash across its body, as it was digesting the fruit that Ji Hao fed it with the power of Dao. Obviously, it wasn't a talented one. It had been a couple of days, but it was still trying hard to absorb the power contained in the fruit.
The Daoist Charm Fruit in his hand was quite heavy, and contained a kind of intense power that was so intense that it almost exploded. Ji Hao fiddled with the fruit for a while, then opened his mouth and threw the fruit into his mouth, swallowing it.
In his lower abdomen, the round cauldron released a five-colored stream of light and swallowed the fruit.
In about a quarter of an hour, dark-green streams of power of Dao flowed out of the cauldron, transforming into beautiful spell symbols and flying towards Ji Hao's primordial spirit.
A breeze silently blew around Ji Hao's body, while Ji Hao's body was covered in a faint layer of green light.
As Ji Hao's primordial spirit ceaselessly analyzed the 'Dao of wood' of this world contained in the fruit, Ji Hao sensed that the natural rejection towards him had been dropping very slowly. His understanding of this world gradually deepened, and he gained a little more control over this world's wind, thunder, and other powers derived from the Law of Wood.
Ji Hao took this fruit of Dao and improved his understanding of this world. At the same time, he gained a deeper understanding of the great Dao of pre-world green and after-world green in his big world.
What made Ji Hao even more satisfied was that an extremely great stream of Chaos power was released from the cauldron in his lower abdomen after the fruit was digested. Ji Hao absorbed that stream of Chaos power into his body and sensed waves of scorching heat again. His meridians and Magus Acupoints were strengthened once again.
Green spent a couple of days digesting the fruit with the power of Dao, but Ji Hao only spent a quarter of an hour to absorb it.
"Interesting!" Ji Hao threw the last fruit with a sense of Dao into his mouth, then closed his eyes again, quietly sensing the magical power of this world.
Time passed bit by bit. Ji Hao accurately calculated the time according to his own heartbeat.
A day and a night in this world had about thirty-two hours, sixteen hours in the daytime and sixteen hours in the night. Ji Hao silently counted. Six hours after the three moons rose, he abruptly flashed across the air and agilely trod on a gust of wind, flying towards the small island on the other side of the lake.
Green, who was lying under a tree, raised its head and glanced at Ji Hao in surprise, then shook its head and went back to gnawing the tender grasses in the grass nest.
Ji Hao gently flew across the tens of miles wide lake, with a gust of wind coiling around his body. Ji Hao silently landed on the ground, then sneaked into the woods on the island like a ghost, into the village built by these local people.
Generally speaking, the more important a person was, the more important a building was, and the more important it was, it would be placed in the center of the village. Ji Hao carefully moved between towering trees, moving deeper into the small island.
Faint murmurs of local people could be heard from countless wooden houses hanging above his head. From time to time, silvery chirps of chicks could be heard from the enormous bird nests that were connected with the wooden houses. Local people had also set up sentry posts in some areas, vigilantly monitoring the surrounding area at night. However, no one discovered Ji Hao's movement.
In the long grasses, many mouse-like, three-feet-long small beasts with ridiculously large noses had been moving around. These small beasts were obviously raised by these local people to guard their homes at night. From time to time, they would raise their heads and twitch their noses, trying their best to identify all kinds of smells in the wind.
Ji Hao's body was as strong as that of a Divine Magus, and his control over his own body had reached a terrifying level. After all his pores were sealed, not even a slight trace of power could be sensed from his body. Added with the fact that he had taken two fruits with the power of Dao and was surrounded by a gust of wind, no odor could possibly be sensed from his body.
He sneaked all the way to the center of the small island without disturbing any living beings or beasts.
An extremely thick tree was growing in this area. The tree had a diameter of over three-hundred meters, standing steadily on the ground like a giant mushroom. Under the tree, local people had built a spacious cabin. Through the open door, Ji Hao saw a wooden statue of a man, placed in the cabin, and placed in front of the statue were fresh flowers, fruits, and all kinds of beast meat as tributes.
Ji Hao's spirit power covered the cabin. This cabin was over two-hundred meters squared, but nothing strange could be detected. No ambush, no trap, no power vibration could be sensed. Only in a corner of the cabin, an elderly man, whose hair was so green that it was almost black, was quietly sitting with his legs crossed. His eyes were closed, and his breath was long and deep. Apparently, he had fallen into a deep state of meditation.
In front of the elderly man was a small wooden table, with a thick leather book placed on it. Faintly, Ji Hao sensed a slight power vibration from the book.
Apart from the book, a leaf-shaped, long and narrow dagger was placed on the table. The dark-green dagger released gusts of strong wind from time to time. Visible, faintly green gusts of wind swirled around the old man along with a swishing noise. The old man's long hair and beard were fluttering along with the strong wind.
Ji Hao carefully observed this dagger with his spirit power.
The elderly man had been cultivating himself, which meant this dagger was a defensive formation he had set up for his own cultivation.
However, this dagger wasn't that powerful. Although Ji Hao didn't know what material the dagger was made from, judging from the power vibration released from the dagger, it was about as powerful as the low-grade magic tools made by those Fire Crow Clan Maguspriests back then, which had around twenty spell symbols.
Ji Hao smiled, walked into the cabin with light steps, silently walked up to the elderly man, and reached his hand towards the dagger.
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