Chapter 285 - Watch
In the outer region of the Midland world, where the fierce hurricanes transformed from the natural power streams, were the most violent.
In this space, the natural powers were primitive, chaotic and violent, nearly similar to how those powers had been before this world came into existence. Even the spirit magic treasures made by powerful Divine Magus could gradually turn into powder by these sharp and fierce power streams. To ordinary creatures, even it they had the power to travel across the void, not a single one would dare to even to approach this space.
From deep inside a completely ark hole, where are these fierce natural streams of powers were coming from, a slight wisp of cyan mist was forming within these streams of power, holding a faint cyan-coloured Ry Yi. From the cloud-like head of the Ru Yi, an extremely thin beam of cyan light spurted out and up for over a hundred zhang high, and bloomed in the air, transforming into a Ganoderma-shaped cloud, with a small cattail hassock placed upon it.
There was a young man with red cloak sitting on the cattail hassock with a faint, cold smile on the corner of his curved mouth. He was watching the two floating mountains, which were confronting each other, with his arms coiled in front of his chest. Streams of cyan mist had been rotating around his body, while purple smoke rose from the edges of each of the streams of cyan mist ceaselessly, and slowly formed a tremendous purple yurt around his body, decorated with flame patterns.
The purple flame yurt condensed from those purple smoke had magical light spots sparkling on it. Every time a spot light sparkled on the purple yurt, it seemed a certain kind of unpredictable change regarding the entire universe had happened, or something magical had emerged, from the light spot, which was more than mysterious. The entire yurt released a strong sense of ancient, primitive power.
The young man with red cloak looked incomparably handsome and special, comparable to Zhu Rong, who was also known as handsome face. This young man look was not as wild and proud as that of Zhu Rong, instead, he looked more stately, as if he stood high above the masses.
Seeing Tujia challenge human Magus Kings, the young man with red cloak laughed aloud, then conveniently took out a purple calabash, slightly shook it, then pulled out the bottle plug and poured a few mouthfuls of wine into his mouth. The wine instantly let out a dense, alluring fragrance.
After having drank a few mouthfuls of wine from that calabash, not a single drop of wine would be left in it. The red-cloaked young man couldn’t help but frown and complained in a low voice, “Big brother is too lazy. It has been so many years, but he only made this little bit of wine! All he does is concoct magical pills, bloody magical pills, without even taking even a single apprentice. Those well-cooked magical pills are about to expire.”
“ He should rather make thirty or fifty thousand calabashes of wine more than spending all the time on concocting magical pills. Making wine is a truly serious business!” Shaking his empty calabash, the red-cloaked young man sighed slightly, then out of convenience threw the calabash away. After that he flicked his finger, creating a powerful gust of wind towards the empty calabash. Along with a resonating and high-pitched buzzing sound the purple calabash was struck immediately into pieces, broke into ashed and turned into a thick stream of natural power, which dissipated into the air.
He put his hand into his sleeves and took out another purple calabash, pulled out the plug and prepared to pour the wine contained in it, into his mouth again, But abruptly, this young man let out a sigh and slowly put the calabash back into his sleeves while murmuring, “Not much left, not much, I have to save it, save it. Hm, just wondering if my apprentice, Po rob some spirit monkeys for a few vats of special monkey-style wine for me, in the Southern Wasteland?”
Slightly patting his own knees, this red-cloaked young man continued murmuring with a faint smile on his face, “Back then, I had tried quite hard to teach their monkey ancestors to make wine, god, even a few of my hairs turned white doing that. I have spent that much efforts on it, I assume those younger monkeys should have inherited that secret winemaking skills from their ancestors, shouldn’t they? Hm, if so, I will have some good stuff to drink!”
Thinking of that, the young man took out the purple calabash again and happily took three big mouthfuls of wines from it, right after which his face suddenly twisted. He sadly shook that calabash and began complaining again, “Eh, another three mouthfuls of wine are gone. That big brother of mine is way too lazy, why didn’t he make more delicious wine?!”
After murmuring for quite a while, this young man slowly pulled out a long sword from his sleeve, pointed at a distance, where those fierce natural power winds were swishing madly.
Hesitating for a few seconds, this young man started murmur to himself once more, “Should I do it or not? Once I swing my sword down, their heads will thud against the ground and this space will be quiet and nice, but, to bully weaker and younger people, if the others knew about this…well, such things as reputation, I don’t give a damn at all, but those two elder brothers of mine, they care a lot about such stuff.”
After pondering for a while, this young man let a long sigh out, then unwillingly put his sword back into his sleeve, while continue to sigh. He took another few mouthfuls of wine, then complained again about his big brother being lazy and blamed him sorrowfully for not giving him enough to drink.
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