The Hidden Myth Of Ji Dara Chapter 99
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Instantly, a desperate thought seeped into his mind as the Elder Yun who was whistling happily off the scene abruptly saw the tip of a sword pierce through his heart from behind;
Snick! Splurt!
Blergh! Splash!
Elder Yun threw up a mouthful of fresh blood as he fell to his knees whilst the crazed Left Grand Elder looked down on him through the bridge of his nose;
"Now, no one would know about what happened here today…" The Left Grand Elder grinned evilly;
"Y-y- you fool… Do you think His Highness won't investigate the cause of my death…"
"Never mind, we have another month before we turn over the new Qi Stone batch, I will simply force other farms to mass produce so I can regain all the ones we lost here today, and that would give me enough time to think of how I will stage your death…"
The Left Grand Elder laughed mischievously as the sound of carriages approaching echoed over as Elder Yun looked towards the direction they were coming in a bid to warn them...
But just as he was about to do that, the Left Grand Elder pulled out his sword from his heart and stabbed the back of his head causing the sword to pierce out through his mouth;
"Hmph! The farm had already been invaded and set ablaze before we arrived, and whilst both of us desperately made chase with our carriages, we unfortunately entered their trap, and our carriage was assaulted from all sides…"
"You were killed along with both our drivers… I managed to fight my way through entrapment with my new technique, but was grievously injured as I escaped…"
"The King would obviously believe that, and I am sure he wouldn't be too harsh with his punishment either…"
It was the Left Grand Elder's turn to jeer at the Elder Yun who found the Left Grand Elder's lie to be almost flawless that he puked blood out of frustration and died on the spot…
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The Left Grand Elder then jumped into the surrounding bush and waited for the two drivers to alight from the carriage and rush towards Elder Yun's corpse before bolting out of the bush and slitting the duo's throat with a single fluid sword technique…
"Now, all traces and witnesses have been eliminated… Time to go stage the scene of my report…"
The Left Grand Elder then carried the bodies of the dead trio and pulled the two carriages far away from the cave before he began staging the ambush scene…
Meanwhile…
Dara's group were already halfway home as he found a little spot to lay low with the group to ensure that no one was following them, and also to make sure that they could not be traced back to the tribe…
He then looked towards the group and asked for anyone who knew a little bit about healing, then a middle aged lady and three young girls stepped forward as he told them to patch up the burly guy at least till they can return to the tribe where they can finally treat him appropriately…
They waited for about an hour, and whilst the ladies were patching up the burly guy, Dara began scouting the area from atop the trees and the Obun Elder and about a dozen Obuns scattering around to comb a decent area of about ten meters from all directions…
Then after they were all done, they resumed their journey back to the tribe an hour later than they should have…
Meanwhile…
Back at the tribe…
Ji Wang had carved an area of about 700 square feet and they had begun to mold a house like structure using the concrete like clay of the Dark Lands…
It was like a simple bungalow, but with a chimney, a kiln, a tall table and bench, all made out of clay…
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The smithy was then roofed by three layers of the combination of leaf full branches, with the concrete clay poured atop it…
Elder Smith was also with them throughout the process describing how he wanted every part of the smithy to look like with intricate precision, and Ji Wang delivered everything just as he wanted...
Then when they finished building the structure they set the entire insides of the structure ablaze, as the water contents of the entire structure and its humid interior were vaporized, speeding up the rate at which the entire structure dried up…
In just about the three hours which it took Dara's troop to finish their entire mission, the structure was already dried and was ready for the next phase of development…
But strangely, Ji Wang was stumped by how they would forge the tools he needed like the all-important anvil and the likes, thus he seceded to take the matter to the blacksmith himself;
"Elder Smith, we are done with the structure, but how do we build your implements and tools?"
"Oh, I already figured a way to do all that…" Elder Smith replied before taking Ji Wang into the structure they just finished building…
The entire place was dry and thus the fire had been put out, but the earth on which they made their fire was now extremely dry and brittle, and thus, Elder Smith told them to dig about a feet into the ground, and when they did that, Ji Wang watched and learnt as the Elder told one of the tribesmen to carve out a deep bowl into the earth…
Then once that was done, he placed some wet clay into the ground, and pressed the wooden bowl into it, shaping the wet clay to the exact structure of the bowl before he then poured beast blood into the hole and set it on fire...
Then once the flames began to intensify, he removed the hilts of all the ordinary steel swords they looted from the village and placed the swords into the pit one after the other…
He added another sword once the first one melted, and because the liquid beast blood mixed with the molten metal, the flames kept burning and then he added another sword...
Then once the pit was filled up to a third of the hole, he then took one of the ores they brought back from the village, smashed it into pieces and have the Obuns grind it with the hammer until it was as fine as dust...
Then he poured these ore dusts into the hole, and stirred everything with a wet wood, and once that was done, he lowered the wooden bowl into it and told them to fill the entire hole with sand…
Then after waiting for about another hour, he then told the Obuns to dig everything out, and the moment they did, they uprooted steel bowl stuck to the bottom of the wooden bowl…
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