Conspiracy
The Fire Crow Clan’s Ancestral Ceremony had come to a conclusion.
Only one thing was bothering the clan’s Maguspriests - during the ceremony, none of their people had received a ‘gift’ from the ancestors. Normally, if a clan lost their ancestors’ blessing and protection, bad things would soon start to happen.
In Ji Shu’s campsite, tens of people were cheerfully sitting around a bonfire and holding jorums[1], gobbling grilled meats and drinking liquor.
Jiang Bo was sitting in the middle, while holding a jorum with a triumphant grin on his face. The man sitting next to him was the middle-aged man Ji Hao had seen through the spying-crow’s eyes that other night. Jiang Bo and the middle-aged man clinked their jorums then drained off the liquor.
After that the middle-aged man took a deep breath. He wiped his face with his hand and said: “I had lost the fight against Ji Xiong, Ji Xia’s father, decades ago...He ended up breaking tens of my ribs at the ceremony...I had never gotten...the position of the leader.”
“But now,” he shrugged his shoulders and continued satisfyingly, “Ji Xiong is long gone...But I, Ji Huan, am alive and living so well! My son, Ji Shu, beat his son and has become the leader; finally!”
A sexy young woman, who was wearing only a leather skirt, came and filled Ji Huan’s jorum with liquor. Ji Huan narrowed his eyes, and eased his hand up her inner thigh.
Jiang Bo then said slowly: “Now Ji Shu has become the leader of the Fire Crow Clan’s warriors. There are...some things that we couldn't do before. But now, everything gets more convenient. Ha, I suddenly feel that there will be a great future for Ji Shu...and us.”
Ji Shu was sitting next to Ji Huan, holding a blood-jade[2] axe and remained silent.
That axe was three-feet-long, embossed with patterns of a few three-legged gold crows surrounding the sun, and seemed nothing special. There weren’t any spell-symbols on its surface; it was not even a Magic tool.
That axe was the ‘Fire Crow Axe Cane’, the symbol of the highest authority of the Fire Crow Clan. With this ‘Fire Crow Axe Cane’, Ji Shu could mobilize the warriors from thousands of branch clans and subsidiary clans to attack any enemy.
The fighting force of the Fire Crow Clan was tremendous. Not to mention those great warriors, only the thousands of senior level gigantic Fire Crows were able to destroy any small clan.
Ji Shu gazed at the ‘Fire Crow Axe Cane’, opened his mouth slowly and said in a gloomy voice: “I sacrificed my own son for this.”
He kept seeing Ji Wu in his mind. He saw how Ji Wu’s head had exploded, the blood and brain mixed together had soaked his boots. He felt a great heartache. That was his son who had his blood in his veins. He had killed his son for this axe, for this power.
Ji Huan let out a great sniff, and grabbed the axe from Ji Shu’s hands. He carefully stroke the axe with a greedy yet cold expression on his face. “It’s just a son. Ji Shu, I have seven sons, you and your brothers. You just need to get yourself a few more,” said Ji Huan coldly.
“That’s right, Shu.” Jiang Bo gazed at the axe out of the corners of his eyes and agreed. “I will send you a few beautiful Bi Fang Clan’s women once I get back. Shu, you’re young and strong, you will have as many sons as you want!”
Ji Shu stayed silent, and continued with staring at the bonfire with a sullen face.
Jiang Bo narrowed his eyes and continued: “As for Jiang Yao...I know she is always jealous, never letting you touch other women. I will talk to her about this, she’ll understand…”
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