Chapter 729: The Story
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Chapter 729: The Story
The story of the Chong Clans past ended there and the old fossil moved on to talking about other things. Some of the questions that Sage had always harbored about his old ancestor down in the Lang Clan Tomb were answered, while many more appeared. The limitations of the Storytime Elixir also became very apparent. While it could garner them a large amount of information, it was also unfocused and uncontrollable. There were many things that Sage wished to ask of this ancient being, but the Storytime Elixir only compelled them to tell stories of their past, not to answer any questions. nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
At times there was the voice of the lone audience member chiming in to ask a question about the story. Jinxi Po would shush them or tell them to keep listening to find the answer. Only a few times did the prompting work, and it seemed to only be when the events of the story werent clear. Requests for more elaboration werent fulfilled, nor did he respond when asked more about related events or the happenings of the time. They truly became like a weathered storyteller, only sharing the details they felt were important for the understanding of their story and didnt tolerate many interruptions. If the interviewer asked too many questions or made too many comments, Jinxi Po would get grumpy and say Are you telling this story, or am I?. He could even refuse to keep telling the story for a while and just sit in silence until he felt the interviewer was properly apologetic for his outburst.
While Jinxi Pos story explained the strange relationship between the Lang Clan, Chong Clan, and Zhu Clan to an extent, it also raised other questions. Where did the Insect Immortal Index come from? Before the Chong Clan formed in the story, Jinxi Po was from a smaller clan that had the Insect Immortal Index, but was also not subordinate to the others. How were all these clans related, but also unrelated? The Lang member in the story rose to a great height and then left along with someone from the Zhu Clan, but where did they go and what were their previous relationships? The events in the story were from thousands of years ago, but there were almost more mysteries left unanswered.
For some reason, once Jiao decided to make herself viable, something unusual came over her. When the two of them were locked in the throes of passion, Sage suddenly felt danger and he expanded his Spirit Sense to his surroundings. Then he threw himself backwards, shattering the bed into splinters and propelling his body through a half dozen walls and skidding across a field of grass. Blood was spilling from his throat, mixing with the mud and grass clippings sticking to his naked skin. In the bedroom hed just vacated, Jiao let out a howl and collapsed the adjacent rooms of the building on top of herself.
He brought out a healing pill from the ring on his finger, and then wrapped a Blood Drinking Silk bandage around his throat. For a normal human this level of wound would likely lead to almost instant death, but even with a gallon of blood seeping into the grass it was pretty trivial for him. He had alchemical pills to restore his blood, a magic device to stop the bleeding, and an innate regeneration power to heal his wound. Even so, he had been quite close to losing this body a moment ago. He had no desire to lose so many years recovering from such a loss and he was also not eager to see if his Soul Clones Nascent Soul would also suffer the same fate.
That was a close one! An instant later and my head would have been rolling on the floor.
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Chapter 729: The Story
The story of the Chong Clans past ended there and the old fossil moved on to talking about other things. Some of the questions that Sage had always harbored about his old ancestor down in the Lang Clan Tomb were answered, while many more appeared. The limitations of the Storytime Elixir also became very apparent. While it could garner them a large amount of information, it was also unfocused and uncontrollable. There were many things that Sage wished to ask of this ancient being, but the Storytime Elixir only compelled them to tell stories of their past, not to answer any questions. nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
At times there was the voice of the lone audience member chiming in to ask a question about the story. Jinxi Po would shush them or tell them to keep listening to find the answer. Only a few times did the prompting work, and it seemed to only be when the events of the story werent clear. Requests for more elaboration werent fulfilled, nor did he respond when asked more about related events or the happenings of the time. They truly became like a weathered storyteller, only sharing the details they felt were important for the understanding of their story and didnt tolerate many interruptions. If the interviewer asked too many questions or made too many comments, Jinxi Po would get grumpy and say Are you telling this story, or am I?. He could even refuse to keep telling the story for a while and just sit in silence until he felt the interviewer was properly apologetic for his outburst.
While Jinxi Pos story explained the strange relationship between the Lang Clan, Chong Clan, and Zhu Clan to an extent, it also raised other questions. Where did the Insect Immortal Index come from? Before the Chong Clan formed in the story, Jinxi Po was from a smaller clan that had the Insect Immortal Index, but was also not subordinate to the others. How were all these clans related, but also unrelated? The Lang member in the story rose to a great height and then left along with someone from the Zhu Clan, but where did they go and what were their previous relationships? The events in the story were from thousands of years ago, but there were almost more mysteries left unanswered.
For some reason, once Jiao decided to make herself viable, something unusual came over her. When the two of them were locked in the throes of passion, Sage suddenly felt danger and he expanded his Spirit Sense to his surroundings. Then he threw himself backwards, shattering the bed into splinters and propelling his body through a half dozen walls and skidding across a field of grass. Blood was spilling from his throat, mixing with the mud and grass clippings sticking to his naked skin. In the bedroom hed just vacated, Jiao let out a howl and collapsed the adjacent rooms of the building on top of herself.
He brought out a healing pill from the ring on his finger, and then wrapped a Blood Drinking Silk bandage around his throat. For a normal human this level of wound would likely lead to almost instant death, but even with a gallon of blood seeping into the grass it was pretty trivial for him. He had alchemical pills to restore his blood, a magic device to stop the bleeding, and an innate regeneration power to heal his wound. Even so, he had been quite close to losing this body a moment ago. He had no desire to lose so many years recovering from such a loss and he was also not eager to see if his Soul Clones Nascent Soul would also suffer the same fate.
That was a close one! An instant later and my head would have been rolling on the floor.
Chapter 729: The StoryThe story of the Chong Clans past ended there and the old fossil moved on to talking about other things. Some of the questions that Sage had always harbored about his old ancestor down in the Lang Clan Tomb were answered, while many more appeared. The limitations of the Storytime Elixir also became very apparent. While it could garner them a large amount of information, it was also unfocused and uncontrollable. There were many things that Sage wished to ask of this ancient being, but the Storytime Elixir only compelled them to tell stories of their past, not to answer any questions. novel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.At times there was the voice of the lone audience member chiming in to ask a question about the story. Jinxi Po would shush them or tell them to keep listening to find the answer. Only a few times did the prompting work, and it seemed to only be when the events of the story werent clear. Requests for more elaboration werent fulfilled, nor did he respond when asked more about related events or the happenings of the time. They truly became like a weathered storyteller, only sharing the details they felt were important for the understanding of their story and didnt tolerate many interruptions. If the interviewer asked too many questions or made too many comments, Jinxi Po would get grumpy and say Are you telling this story, or am I?. He could even refuse to keep telling the story for a while and just sit in silence until he felt the interviewer was properly apologetic for his outburst. While Jinxi Pos story explained the strange relationship between the Lang Clan, Chong Clan, and Zhu Clan to an extent, it also raised other questions. Where did the Insect Immortal Index come from? Before the Chong Clan formed in the story, Jinxi Po was from a smaller clan that had the Insect Immortal Index, but was also not subordinate to the others. How were all these clans related, but also unrelated? The Lang member in the story rose to a great height and then left along with someone from the Zhu Clan, but where did they go and what were their previous relationships? The events in the story were from thousands of years ago, but there were almost more mysteries left unanswered.For some reason, once Jiao decided to make herself viable, something unusual came over her. When the two of them were locked in the throes of passion, Sage suddenly felt danger and he expanded his Spirit Sense to his surroundings. Then he threw himself backwards, shattering the bed into splinters and propelling his body through a half dozen walls and skidding across a field of grass. Blood was spilling from his throat, mixing with the mud and grass clippings sticking to his naked skin. In the bedroom hed just vacated, Jiao let out a howl and collapsed the adjacent rooms of the building on top of herself. He brought out a healing pill from the ring on his finger, and then wrapped a Blood Drinking Silk bandage around his throat. For a normal human this level of wound would likely lead to almost instant death, but even with a gallon of blood seeping into the grass it was pretty trivial for him. He had alchemical pills to restore his blood, a magic device to stop the bleeding, and an innate regeneration power to heal his wound. Even so, he had been quite close to losing this body a moment ago. He had no desire to lose so many years recovering from such a loss and he was also not eager to see if his Soul Clones Nascent Soul would also suffer the same fate.That was a close one! An instant later and my head would have been rolling on the floor.
