The surprise attack had turned into a siege. One could imagine that the Wizard Li's battle on Scorpion Island would become more and more difficult.
Fortunately, all of this was already within Zhang Lisheng's expectation. A ferocious smile crept upon the corner of the young man's mouth as he said, "It's because the remaining foreign tribes on Scorpion Island have formed a joint force that the surprise attack tactic won't work. For this reason, I've quietly ordered a three-day rest. Only when the warriors have recovered to their best state can we conquer the entire island in one go in the future battles.
As for now, we'll leave the time for those foreign tribes to continue to form alliances in a panic. If we can't nibble them bit by bit, then we'll just swallow them all in one go.
Alright, my devout believers, your task now is to have a good rest. Go to the spring water next to you and relax your body and spirit. "
"Yes, Your Great Majesty!" The most honorable chief warriors of the Wizard Li tribe kneeled on the ground and answered respectfully. Then, they stood up and left the hot cave.
Looking at their disappearing backs, the young man ate a few mouthfuls of wild fruits. When he was about to come out of the pool, he suddenly saw a Wizard Li chief choresman with two feathers on his head rushing into the cave.
"Great God of the Island, the insect egg that you've ordered to be fed with beast blood has hatched!" The choresman who could be considered as tall and thin among the Hellfire aborigines kneeled on the ground and reported.
There was only one insect egg that Zhang Lisheng had left in the Wizard Li tribe and ordered to be incubated with beast blood. It was the ancient strange insect, the Plenitude Stone Egg, that he had snatched from the Chinese Gate of Dao's disciple.
He had calculated that he could definitely make a breakthrough to Rank-11 Wizard in the Witchcraft's Gate of Death by absorbing a massive amount of negative emotions from the exterminated aborigines in this Wizard Li's expansion war. For this reason, even though he felt that the hope of hatching was slim, he still quietly ordered his believers to bring the stone egg and all the useful items. To his surprise, there was actually a good result.
"Very good! Very good! I finally don't have to randomly choose an insect to deal with the transformation anymore!" The young man stood up from the hot spring in joy and wrapped his body with the animal skin before blurting out, "Bring me to have a look!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The chief choresman guided the tribal god out of the cave and continued to say respectfully, "On top of that, there's also news from the Red Mountain Harbor that there's a mainland fleet docking.
Because of your order, the warriors guarding the separation did not attack those mainlanders and even allowed their ships to dock in the berth. "
"There's indeed a tribe trading with the mainlanders on Scorpion Island." Zhang Lisheng was stunned as he muttered to himself, "Should I tell Someril and the others about this now or not …"
Calculating silently in his heart, the young man breathed in the cold air and walked straight along the foot of the hill in the forest. He came to a brand-new treehouse built against the hill.
The interior of the bark house was very spacious, but the furnishings were very simple. Apart from an animal skin rug, there was only a log stump with a sunken surface.
In the groove on the surface of the tree stump, there was a big round ball made of beast tendons, spider silk, and tree branches. A few native servants were using clay pots to pour the fresh beast blood they had just collected from hunting onto the big ball.
When the bright red blood seeped down bit by bit through the thousands of tiny holes on the shell of the big ball, it poured onto an insect that looked like a round colorless gem like a shower, dyeing its originally transparent body into a red color.
"So this is a Manifestation?" Staring at the strange insect trapped in the 'big ball', Zhang Lisheng could not help but burst out laughing. "The record in the 'Essence Flow Scripture' that 'its body is perfectly round, invisible to the naked eye, but in reality, it's actually visible, and it loves the smell of blood' is indeed true. Quick, give me the ink box."
"Yes!" Upon hearing the young man's order, the chief choresman quickly opened the hollow secret compartment of the log stump and took out a black wooden box that emitted a faint fragrance from it before presenting it to him with both hands.
Zhang Lisheng took the wooden box and opened it. He took out two dead winged insects and stuffed them into the big ball through the gap of the cage.
This insect carcass was not ordinary. It was obtained from a Gate of Witchcraft's disciple who could change his face and height to seamlessly disguise as a Westerner a long time ago. It contained the bloodline of the ancient rare slime and the Manifestation. According to ancient rumors, they could complement each other.
When the two winged insects' carcasses mixed with blood fell beside the Manifestation, the insect that had been motionless all this while finally reacted. It trembled a few times stiffly before suddenly rolling and rolling towards the insect carcass.
The young man's understanding of the Manifestation was actually limited to a little bit of its appearance and rare characteristics. At this time, when he saw the insect rolling non-stop, he could not help but widen his eyes to observe it curiously.
Not long after, Zhang Lisheng noticed that as the Manifestation crushed it, the winged insect's carcass began to gradually become smaller. As the insect carcass inexplicably disappeared bit by bit, the Manifestation began to grow disproportionately larger.
"It doesn't have a mouth to eat, so it relies on its shell to absorb? But I can't see any trace of the slime's carcass hatching into juice at all …" Looking at it, the young man could not help but mutter.
A few minutes later, the slime's carcass finally disappeared without a trace. The Manifestation, on the other hand, turned from the size of a marble to the size of an egg. After swallowing the winged insect, it no longer rolled and returned to its lifeless stone-like appearance.
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Lisheng saw that the Manifestation God in the big ball was still bathed in the beast's blood and did not move at all. After pondering for a while, a solemn expression crept upon his face as he began to chant witchcraft incantation 'pst shh …'.
Ever since he became a wizard, the moment the young man chanted an incantation, the insects that were weaker than him would naturally flee.
The strange insects that were stronger than him, on the other hand, would begin to attack furiously. However, when he chanted until his mouth was dry, the Manifestation in the big ball still remained motionless like a stone.
"Don't tell me that it's dead …" An ominous premonition rose in Zhang Lisheng's heart. Without bothering to cast the incantation in silence, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood, before shouting the word 'assimilate' with a blank expression.
The moment the incantation left his mouth, the entire treehouse shook visibly. However, the Manifestation in the cage still remained motionless. It was only until the blood mist drifted into the cage and stuck onto the strange insect's body that it finally moved a few times while swaying. All of a sudden, it exploded into powder with a crisp sound.
Even if a living ancient strange insect was still in the larva stage and had a fragile life, under normal circumstances, it would not explode without any warning during the refinement. Just when Zhang Lisheng was feeling that his luck was too bad, the Manifestation Gu's body that had turned into tiny fragments that were drifting down suddenly condensed inwards and transformed into a complete insect.
Upon seeing the Manifestation recovering, Zhang Lisheng's eyes lit up right away. After a moment of contemplation, he cast the 'assimilate' spell again. However, the Manifestation recovered again after exploding for the second time.
Just like this, he continuously tried to 'refine' the Manifestation for more than a thousand times, from noon to night. Under his persistent pursuit, nobody knew whether it was a coincidence or if he had triggered something strange, but when the moon rose above the treetop, the Manifestation finally did not explode after absorbing the young man's blood essence. Instead, it swayed and expanded before returning to its original motionless state.
Collapse, transform, assemble. If it was not for the fact that three ancient Chinese hieroglyphic words appeared in Zhang Lisheng's mind as he looked at the strange insect in the big ball, he might not have realized that he had successfully refined the Manifestation into a wizard gu.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. After tearing open the cage, he stretched out his palm and curiously commanded the Manifestation to jump onto his palm with his mind. In the end, he realized that the wizard gu could only roll around on the wooden stump and did not even have the ability to jump.
"What kind of ancient strange insect is this …" Dumbfounded, the young man picked up the wizard gu that had expanded to the size of a duck's egg after being nourished by his blood essence. Looking at it carefully, he gritted his teeth and cast the 'assimilate' spell nine times in a row to nourish the Manifestation to the size of a football. Then, he placed it on the wooden stump and commanded it with his mind again, but in the end, it could only roll around.
Sighing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Zhang Lisheng, who had lost a lot of his vitality, shrunk the wizard gu to the size of a tennis ball. Holding it in his palm, he shrunk it to the size of a bean and stuffed it into the open flesh.
After that, he turned around and asked, "What are those red-haired people doing?"
"Your Majesty, that red-haired man called Sweltman is reading the animal skin book. Alice, Kazanoerki, and Kazanona have gone hunting in the jungle and have not returned yet. Someril has been staying with the eight outlanders since the afternoon," The chief choresman kneeled and said.
The outlanders mentioned by the choresman were the Earth explorers of the Shrimp World No. 2. Even though only Nordick had brought his three elite warriors to the battlefield for more than a month and displayed the powerful strength of the Earth's powerhouses, Alison, Pocky, and Harman had always been following behind the Wizard Li expeditionary army.
Upon hearing the choresman's answer, Zhang Lisheng asked again, "Which outlander's treehouse are they talking in? Did they ask where I am?"
"They've never mentioned you in the treehouse of the outlander called Nordick, Your Majesty."
"Go get that pair of shoes. I'll go see them," The young man sighed in relief.
"Yes!" The chief choresman trotted back. Not long after, he returned with two exquisite animal skin shoes and helped Zhang Lisheng put them on. After that, he respectfully watched Zhang Lisheng walk out of the treehouse built by the mountain and walked towards the depth of the 'separated residence.'
The night outside was dark. More than ten minutes later, the young man walked briskly along the newly compacted mud road and came to a treehouse that looked very imposing from the outside before knocking on the door.
Not long after, the wooden door opened, revealing Alison's tired face. When she saw Zhang Lisheng, she smiled and said, "I finally see you, Mr. Lisheng. Is the hot spring bath so comfortable that you've actually bathed for a whole day?"
"Of course, a simple hot spring bath wouldn't last that long, but I actually fell asleep by the pool. I'm really exhausted for more than a month," The young man walked into the wooden house and said with a smile.
"Yeah, this month is the most tiring day of my life." Alison nodded in agreement. "If I hadn't learned how to ride the giant millispiders, I would've long died of exhaustion in the jungle." Then, she closed the door of the bark house again.
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