Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 701 - 297 Jiuqiansui_1

Chapter 701: Chapter 297 Jiuqiansui_1

Clang!

A huge stick made from some unknown type of wood smashed onto the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, immediately silencing it.

Just then, a voice came from ahead, "Lord Hong Shan, the Great Wizard Hong He has asked you to bring this over; she wants to take a look at it."

A few savages nodded, and the most muscular man among them dragged the Eight Trigrams Furnace away, passing through a small grove and coming upon a massive cliff. Below the cliff was a high altar made from animal bones, and on the altar sat a woman. She was not clad in animal hides or grass, but in a dirt-yellow long robe that was old in style, but indeed a piece of clothing. Her head was tied with a yellow silk ribbon, covered in all sorts of strange runes.

"Sister, what do you want with this thing? I was just about to smash it and divide it up for everyone to eat meat," Hong Shan shouted.

With a smile, Hong He responded, "Brother, this isn’t food. According to ancient records, this should be an Alchemy Furnace."

"Alchemy Furnace? How do you eat that?" Hong Shan asked.

The Alchemy Furnace cursed immediately, "You fool, I am an Alchemy Furnace, a furnace, get it? Not something to eat!"

Clang!

Hong Shan seemed too lazy to talk to the Eight Trigrams Furnace and just gave it another whack with his stick.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace felt incredibly wronged, thinking to itself, "If only I were an attack-type magic treasure, I’d bash you to death with a single hit!"

Suppressing a smile, Hong He said, "Brother, don’t be angry. Indeed, you cannot eat this, but if one has the proper method for alchemy, it could be used to refine some pills that are edible. Those pills would be of great help to our people."

Hong Shan’s eyes lit up upon hearing this and he asked, "Can you do it?"

Hong He replied, "A little, but not much."

Then Hong Shan said, "So this furnace is pretty useless, huh? It’s just the right height for me to use as a stool. If you don’t need it, I’m going to use it."

The Eight Trigrams Furnace glanced at Hong Shan’s massive buttocks out of habit, realizing that this guy was a pure savage, with leg hair that was even thicker than Dog Xiaotian’s! The Eight Trigrams Furnace even doubted whether this guy used toilet paper when he went to the toilet...

Then Hong Shan suddenly slapped his forehead, "Eh? It has a lid on top, and it’s empty inside. Wouldn’t I be able to use it as a chamber pot or a latrine? Sitting on top of it would probably be quite comfortable!"

Upon hearing this, the Eight Trigrams Furnace was startled and quickly exclaimed, "I’m actually not an Alchemy Furnace, I’m a pot, my academic name is Eight Trigrams Pot!"

"Eight Trigrams Pot?" both Hong He and Hong Shan asked in surprise.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, the Eight Trigrams Pot."

With a hint of disappointment, Hong He shook her head and said, "Then it’s of no use to me. Brother, will you use it?"

Hong Shan shook his head and said, "I just burn everything with fire and chuck it into my mouth to eat. What do I need a pot for? Better to use it as a chamber pot."

"That works too," agreed Hong He with a nod.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace thought to itself, damn, is that even an option? It had already begun to dread the savage lifestyle of these barbarians!

Therefore, the Eight Trigrams Furnace hastily cried out, "Sis! Don’t... don’t be like this! Didn’t you say you don’t know how to do alchemy? I do!"

Hong He’s eyes flashed with a sly smile, and as the Eight Trigrams Furnace took a look, it thought to itself, "Damn, I’ve been duped!"

Indeed, Hong He said with a smile, "Bro, since he knows how to do alchemy, he’s still of some use to me. Let’s keep him with me for now, if he performs well, he’ll become my dedicated Alchemy Furnace. If not, you can take him back and use him as a night pot later."

Hong Shan smacked his lips and said, "This... this is too troublesome; I might as well use him directly as a night pot!"

Hong He replied, "Bro, if this Furnace can really produce good pills, then our breakthroughs are within reach. If we break through, when we return to the ancestral land one day, we’ll have a place there."

Hong Shan’s eyes lit up instantly, and he asked, "Can he really do it?"

Hong He shook her head and said, "Maybe he can, maybe he can’t, what do you think, Furnace?"

Hong He’s words became more and more aggressive, and by now, she was practically forcing the Eight Trigrams Furnace to comply.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace was also feeling quite panicked; it didn’t know much about the Witch Clan but was aware of some things.

The Witch Clan is divided into War Witches and wizards, with the majority being War Witches, who possess incredibly strong bodies, validate their way through strength, and sweep across the universe. Wizards, on the other hand, are the odd ones out within the Witch Clan. Their bodies are naturally not strong, but their souls are immensely powerful. They use their powerful souls to connect to the Ancestor Witch bloodlines and comprehend a set of personal magic spells that are unpredictable and extremely potent.

Therefore, the Eight Trigrams Furnace wasn’t sure whether the other party had some kind of trump card that could threaten it.

The character of the Eight Trigrams Furnace was never recklessly bold, but rather, it always maintained an attitude of not putting itself in danger.

If it wasn’t certain, it would back down; it would definitely not confront directly but would look for an opportunity to trick the other party if possible. If it couldn’t, it would find a way to escape.

Even with its broad-minded character, Hong He’s aggressive attitude had fueled a fire of anger within it, and it hummed vaguely in response while thinking to itself, "Rabbit, you’d better come out quickly! This woman is bullying me!"

Seeing that the Eight Trigrams Furnace had responded, Hong He smiled with satisfaction and said, "Furnace, don’t feel wronged. Let me introduce myself; I am a Ninth Rank wizard from the Witch Clan’s Hong Shan Tribe, Hong He. This is my brother, a Ninth Rank War Witch, Hong Shan. We are both in the state of Great Perfection, ready to break through and become great witches at any time! You must have heard of the fame of a great witch, right?"

The Eight Trigrams Furnace was shocked, Great Witch?

Great Witch is a level, but the representative figures within that level are extraordinary existences that shake heaven and earth!

Hou Yi, Kuafu were all great witches!

If these two people in front of it could really step into the realm of great witches, any ordinary person would cling to them desperately!

Unfortunately, the Eight Trigrams Furnace was not an ordinary person. Having followed the Supreme Elder Lord for so many years, it might not have developed many skills, but when it came to pride and arrogance, it yielded to no one.

Great Witch?

Even if it were an Ancestor Witch, what would that mean in the face of a Saint?

Thus, the Eight Trigrams Furnace glanced indifferently at Hong He.

Seeing this, Hong He’s brows furrowed slightly...

Hong Shan cursed, "This foolish Furnace seems to have no idea what you’re talking about." Then Hong Shan’s tone changed, like a big child about to get a new toy, he excitedly said, "Sis, have you heard? During this ’Opening Heaven Memorial,’ the White Water Tribe captured a pure blooded Jiuqiansui, truly. I’ve never seen a Jiuqiansui before, especially one that carries True Dragon blood. I’ve heard that its shell can shed by itself, interesting, right? If we’re not busy, let’s hurry over there. If we delay too long, I’m afraid they’ll have used the Jiuqiansui for their blood sacrifice."

PS: Caught a bad cold, feeling awful all over, head hurts... so the update is late. One more Chapter coming before 12 o’clock...