Li Qing smiled and nodded, saying "okay," and then without hesitation, he took the stone axe and made a slight cut on his arm.
A cool and slightly itchy sensation immediately came from my arm, where a small cut had been made.
Fresh blood slowly flowed down the wound on his arm into the bowl.
Watching the blood flow into the stone bowl, and seeing that the bowl was gradually full of blood, Li Qing covered his wound again and walked towards the stone bowl placed in front of Da Hei. When he got to the stone bowl, he repeated the action he had just taken, letting the blood from his arm flow into the stone bowl.
Soon, the bowl was also filled with blood.
Li Qing lowered his head slightly and discovered that after his blood mixed with Da Hei's, the color of the blood in the bowl turned red again, but it was a bright red, even redder than the blood flowing from a normal person's body, and it seemed to be emitting... heat from the inside out.
Li Qing unconsciously squatted down and touched the rim of the bowl, finding that it was indeed warm, which made him feel a little strange.
The combination of his own blood and that of Dahei brought about such a miraculous change.
Li Qing stood there stunned. Just then, Cang asked softly, "Are you alright?"
Li Qing shrugged indifferently and said, "I'm fine. This little wound will heal after a good night's sleep."
Cang: "That's good."
He continued, "Please step aside for now. The rest of the work will be done by the shaman."
Jiewu.
Li Qing took a step back and looked at Jie Wu. From last night until now, Jie Wu hadn't said a word to him. Even just now, Jie Wu hadn't said a word of concern, just coldly watching everything. Even if he didn't ask him for help, he still had to ask Jie Wu for help this time. Li Qing touched his chin, feeling slightly embarrassed, not knowing whether he should take the initiative to ask Jie Wu for help.
“When the previous shaman passes away, he will pass on the power he inherited when he was a shaman to the next shaman, and so it will be passed down from generation to generation,” Cang said. “If you want these two bowls of blood to have the greatest effect, the shaman needs to use the power that only he has to apply to these two bowls of blood before you can drink them.”
Cang emphasized again.
The shaman did not speak or refute Cang's words. He simply walked quietly to Li Qing and looked at him.
Li Qing felt very uncomfortable under the gaze of the witch doctor, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, witch doctor."
The shaman continued to stare at Li Qing, and after a long while, said, "Get out of the way."
He squinted at Li Qing and said, "Regarding what happened yesterday, I admit that what you said makes a lot of sense."
Li Qing was surprised that the shaman could say such a thing.
She smiled sheepishly and said, "It's alright."
The shaman said, "However, we still need time to prove the specifics. Today is the second day, and there are still two days before the war with the Black Wind Tribe begins. I hope that the Red Flower Tribe can achieve a good outcome, just as you said."
"...I'll try my best."
Jiewu pushed Li Qing away.
"Alright, there's no point in making these promises to me now, and I don't want to hear them."
The witch said coldly, "I don't want anyone to disturb me when I'm doing things."
As he spoke, the shaman stretched out one hand above the stone bowl.
Cang stood to the side, arms crossed, and said to Li Qing, who looked slightly embarrassed, "Don't worry, Jie has always been like this since he was a child. Actually, he's not a bad person."
Li Qing smiled and said, "I know."
He was well aware that sometimes, he might give the impression of being a little serious, or unapproachable, or even sometimes seeming very... timid. But Li Qing knew that this did not mean that Jie Wu did not care about the tribe. On the contrary, it showed that Jie Wu was a person who valued the tribe and family very much. He often thought about many things for the Red Flower Tribe. Therefore, he could understand what Jie Wu had said last night.
The witch glanced back at Li Qing, seemingly concerned about Li Qing's reaction to these words. Seeing that Li Qing did not show any mocking expression, the witch snorted and childishly turned her head back.
Just then, a transparent "mist" suddenly emanated from the palm of the witch's hand. It gradually drifted from the witch's palm into the stone bowl and mixed with the blood in the bowl. Then, even more miraculously, the blood in the stone bowl began to boil and bubble, just like an effervescent tablet dissolving in the hand, and a lot of blood flowed out.
As the mist emanating from the shaman's palm gradually weakened, the blood in the stone bowl finally calmed down.
"call."
The witch stopped.
He said to Li Qing, "It's ready."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the stone bowl on the big black side.
Seeing Li Qing standing there in a daze, Cang smiled and reminded him, "Alright, you can drink now."
Li Qing cautiously approached the stone bowl, as if there were a time bomb in front of him.
He picked up the stone bowl, and the blood inside was no different from when it hadn't been "powered" by the shaman.
"Is this all?"
Li Qing had eaten raw meat before, but in this day and age, eating raw meat was within his acceptable range. What he was more afraid of was that this was a bowl of living blood that had been "blessed" by the Jie shaman. Even though he had already prepared himself mentally, he still felt a little awkward about drinking blood. After all, it was a bowl of blood, and it was his own blood!
Cang noticed this hesitant look, touched his nose, and said, "If you feel awkward, just pinch your nose and gulp it down in one go. That way you won't feel anything special."
It's easy for him to say... Li Qing stared at the bowl of blood, and finally told himself, "A short pain is worse than a long one, I'll drink it!"
With his eyes closed, Li Qing imagined that the stone bowl contained not blood, but a whole bowl of vodka. He tilted his head back and poured the blood from the stone bowl directly down his throat.
...
"Hoo-ha!"
Li Qing let out a satisfied shout and smashed the stone bowl on the ground.
Damn it, it's not that bad!
"Is this alright?"
Li Qing spoke to Cang Dao with a slightly boastful tone.
He discovered that everyone in the tribe, including Cang, was looking at him with a strange gaze, as if they were looking at a dangerous wild beast.
Cang said blankly, "That's enough. You're really strong, drinking it all at once. How are you feeling now? Do you have any strange sensations?"
"I don't feel anything right now."
Chu admired and said, "When it comes to ferocity, you are better than me, Mai Zi. I can't do what you do, drinking all my blood in one gulp without saying a word."
Li Qing: "Anyway, if you drink it quickly, you won't feel too uncomfortable. Although it does taste pretty bad... Ouch, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
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