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Chapter 872

Words:2265Update:22/08/13 11:25:43

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"Giving you the pair of eyes and the magic consumed my power."

In his head, the majestic voice came again. "Go hunting! You have to get enough prey and offer it to me! "

"Oh, okay! Okay! "

Qing Ming came back to his senses and hurriedly nodded.

In the Southern Wasteland, where survival was hard, there was no such thing as a free lunch. If you got something, you had to pay for it, that was natural.

Since he had gotten the pair of eyes and the magic from the 'Wood Emperor', he had to report it to the 'Wood Emperor'. Qing Ming surely understood this.

Picking up the bow and arrow, Qing Ming darted out of the house.

He activated the sneaking magic and hid himself in the darkness, silently sneaking out of the clan's residence. Even the Senior Magus leader of the night patrol didn't notice Qing Ming's trace.

"The magic given by the 'Wood Emperor' is so powerful!"

Qing Ming was overjoyed.

He was now at the third level of Novice Magi, which was totally different from the Senior Magi. However, under the sneaking magic, even a Senior Magus couldn't find him, which was terrifying!

After the twelfth level of Novice Magi, the next level would be Junior Magi, then Senior Magi. It was hard to imagine that Qing Ming could still hide from a Senior Magus with the difference of a few levels.

Big Boss Li said that the 'Magi' in this world didn't cultivate their souls. They were not able to resist this kind of 'Invisible Magic', which could deceive people's senses and spirit power.

The night was boundless!

The night in the Southern Wasteland was undoubtedly very dangerous.

However, under Qing Ming's eyes, the pitch-black forest was as bright as day, and he could see everything clearly.

The Qing Yi Clan was born with the power of wood, which was more suitable for living in the jungle. Qing Styx moved stealthily all the way and quietly approached the territory of a Single Horned Bear.

It was a ten-zhang-long gigantic beast.

Its great power and sharp claws made it the dominator of this jungle.

"A wild beast that is almost at the level of Senior Magi, if I didn't have any magic, I wouldn't even be able to get close to it."

Qing Ming reached out his hand, took out the longbow and put a dark-green arrow on it, then slowly pulled the bow open.

Without a doubt, the arrow had been poisoned.

Even the "shamans" in the tribe who specialized in refining medicine did not dare to touch the poison of the "Soul Breaking Grass". However, with the help of the Poison Tempering Technique, Qing Ming easily extracted the poison from the Soul-breaking Grass.

Swish!

The sharp arrow left the bowstring, whistling through the air.

"Roar!"

The sharp whistling sound that tore through the sky alarmed the barbaric bear, and it roared as it instantly scurried up, then it stared its bear eyes wide open as it looked in all directions to search for an enemy that might exist.

The Horned Bear didn't care about this arrow in the slightest.

Barbarian Bear, who lived near the Blue Barbarian Tribe, had seen countless arrows. Any attack launched by a non-Senior-level Magus would only be able to scratch its skin a little bit, and wouldn't be able to hurt it even a little bit.

However … this arrow was completely different from the previous ones.

Just a scratch on the skin would be enough!

"Ding!"

When the arrow hit the bear's thick fur, it made a sound as if it hit a rock. The sharp arrow pierced through the thick fur and left a scratch on the Barbarian Bear's body before falling to the ground.

It was just a scratch, less than an inch long.

"Ahhhh..."

The Horned Bear let out a shrill and miserable cry as it fell to the ground with a plop.

"The Soul-breaking Grass's poison is indeed terrifying!"

Qing Ming was very happy. This was his first real hunting experience. He had hunted a Horned Bear.

"I am not a disabled man anymore! I am finally not a disabled man anymore! I am not a freeloader anymore! "

Qing Ming clenched his fists and yelled in his heart. He couldn't wait to prove to everyone that he, Qing Ming, was no longer a useless man!

"The prey is not bad, keep up the good work!"

When Qing Ming walked up to the Horned Bear, the voice in his head reminded him that he only had ten percent of this prey, and ninety percent of it had to be offered to the 'Wood Emperor'.

Wasn't it too bad?

Li Yu thought to himself, "Mine is still good!"

Ninety-nine percent of the so-called 'Fixing the Sky' given to him by Pan Gu went to Pan Gu, and only one percent of it went to him.

My share is ten times more generous than Pan Gu's!

"Wood Emperor, this is the offering for you."

Of course, Qing Ming knew about the offering ceremony in his clan. The 'Wood Emperor' in his body must be the same as the ancestor's soul in his clan.

"Not bad!"

Qing Ming praised, then a green light flashed across the air and pierced into the Horned Bear's body like roots. In the blink of an eye, the Horned Bear's enormous body disappeared, leaving only a bit of ash.

"This is your share!"

Once Qing Ming finished speaking, a great stream of blood power surged towards Qing Ming like a raging tide.

"Eh!"

Qing Ming let out a muffled moan. He felt as if there was a stream of lava boiling inside his body, as if a volcano would erupt at any time, and his entire body would explode into ashes.

"You can't even handle this little bit of power?"

Qing Ming slightly waved the branch of the World Tree, and the boiling blood power inside his body calmed down immediately.

"Why don't you start your cultivation?"

"Ah, yes! Yes! "

Qing Ming hurriedly started the cultivation method of the Qing Yi Clan. His meridians lit up one after another, ceaselessly absorbing the power inside his body.

"Tsk, tsk! What kind of crappy cultivation method is this? You are a human being, but you have the Wood Clan's bloodline? And you are cultivating the meridians of the Wood Clan? The human race, one of the three clans of Pangu, has become like this. You are putting the cart before the horse! "

While Qing Ming was cultivating, the disdainful sneer of the 'Wood Emperor' rang out.

"Eh? Wood Emperor, is there something wrong with the cultivation method I am cultivating? "

Qing Ming was stunned, and his head was full of confusion.

The cultivation method I am cultivating is the cultivation method of the Qing Yi Clan that has been passed down for countless years. Why is it called a crappy cultivation method by the Wood Emperor?

As for the three clans of Pangu, Qing Ming didn't understand what it meant at all.

"Alright, let me explain it to you. Back then, the human race chose this path because of the First Emperor Qing. "

The Wood Emperor sighed. "The human race, the dragon race, and the phoenix race all have the bloodline of Pangu. The dragon race, the phoenix race, and the human race are called the three clans of Pangu. However, the human race inherited the potential of Pangu, and was born with very weak strength. "

"When the human race was first born, they became the food of all the carnivorous races in the Desolate Land. In order to find a way to survive, the human race came to the Green Emperor for help. The Green Emperor showed them a way, which was to worship some naturally powerful races and merge their bloodlines. "

"So … the Gold Crow Clan, the Bi Fang Clan, the Rosefinch Clan, the Qing Yi Clan, and all kinds of human clans were born."

"I see!"

Hearing the Wood Emperor's introduction, Qing Ming nodded. "What's wrong with that? If we don't do that, how can the weak and powerless human beings survive? "

"This method is just a temporary measure! To reach the peak, you have to walk the path of the true body of the human race. You can't walk any other path. This method gives you power, but it also gives you no future. "

"But … if you can't survive, what future do you have?"

Qing Ming's reasoning was simple, but … it was also very correct. The Wood Emperor didn't know what to say.

"What about you? You have no problem surviving! Do you still have a future? Do you want to reach the peak of this world? "

"The peak of this world?"

Qing Ming took a deep breath, raised his head and said, "Of course I do! Of course I want to reach the peak of this world! "

"Good!"

The Wood Emperor laughed out loud and thought to himself, "Another young man has been fooled!"

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