Chapter 299 – Are You Not the Shaman? (2/2)

Others in the tribal area knew that the drastic changes in the living conditions of Flaming Horn tribe was because the Flaming Horn tribe had formed an alliance with the third young master of the Fallen Leaves City. *What were they thinking? Why choose the third young master? Even if they had chosen the two royal sisters, it would have been much better. The third young master didn’t even own a slave.*

He She also couldn’t figure out their behavior. *I specifically told that guy, if he wanted to form an alliance with a slave master, then it’d be better to choose either of the other two young masters instead of the third young master. Why didn’t he listen to my suggestion? What a pity! This promising young man who came here for the first time turned out to be impulsive and short-sighted.*

Regardless of what other people thought, Shao Xuan and the other two were quite satisfied with their alliance with the third young master.

On the second day after the house was built, Su Gu came to look for Shao Xuan again.

This time, the two met in the chamber of Shao Xuan. Lei and Tuo were not there and Su Gu did not bring Wu Shi either.

“Here you go, the token you were looking for….” Su Gu handed the token to Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan took the token which was carved out from the Sunset Tree’s wood. On one side of the token, the words “the Flaming Horn tribe” was written in the language of the slave masters and on the other side was the sign of Fallen Leaves City.

Putting away the token, Shao Xuan looked at Su Gu, who appeared to be struggling to voice the real reason for his appearance – he seemed to be having a silent tug of war between hesitation and having the urge to blurt out.

“What’s the matter?” asked Shao Xuan.

Su Gu scratched his head irritably. In addition to helping Shao Xuan get a pass token, in the past few days, Su Gu also asked someone about the Shamans of the tribes. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

After a while, Su Gu once again asked, “Aren’t you a Shaman?”

“No. If you study or gather information about the tribes, you would know that the Shamans of the tribes usually wouldn’t leave their respective tribes,” said Shao Xuan.

“Are you the heir to the Shaman?” asked Su Gu, thinking of the other possibility.

“No,” replied Shao Xuan.

“Then how did you predict the ‘water’ thing?” asked Su Gu.

“The person who can predict doesn’t necessarily have to be the Shaman.”

Hearing these words, feeling disheartened, Su Gu sat on the stone bench depressedly.

Thinking for a while, Shao Xuan asked, “Is there no Shaman in the city?”

“Many cities don’t have a Shaman,” said Su Gu, “As far as I know, there are no more than three cities which have their own Shamans while there are, in total, more than twenty cities in the desert!”

For the slave masters, the Shaman was not necessary. A city only needed an owner.

“The power of tribesmen comes from the inner flame, while our strength exists in our blood.” said Su Gu, stretching out his hand.

Shao Xuan saw a blue flame appear on Su Gu’s hand.

What surprised Shao Xuan was that when Su Gu triggered these blue flames, a flame suddenly appeared in his mind at the edge of the “egg shell”. This flame was not big but it was very obvious.

Upon seeing this flame, at first sight, two words popped up in Shao Xuan’s head – *Inner Flame!*

However, this was somewhat different from the inner flame of the tribes.

Shao Xuan suddenly had a hunch that, the reason why the slave masters did not need inner flame (similar to that of the tribes) was because the power of their inner flame existed in their own bodies instead of being in the outside world?

In the “egg shell” within Shao Xuan’s mind, the flame suddenly appeared. The red flame and the blue flame mixed together, which looked a bit confusing.

Su Gu looked at the blue light that came out of his hand and said, “A successful slave master must have the ability to enslave people. This kind of ability does not mean to control slaves, but to form a bond (of enslavement) with people whom the slave master has had no relationship so far. The stronger the ability, the more slaves the slave master could own.”

As the Lord of a city, the Great Slave Master had the highest enslavement ability and thus owned the highest number of slaves. As a rule, even if other slave masters could enslave many people, this number should not exceed the number of slaves owned by the Lord of their city, otherwise they would be regarded as traitors. With such a rule, in Fallen Leaves City, all Slave Masters owned a fair number of slaves except Su Gu. Su Gu was the only slave master who hadn’t even enslaved a single person – so, in the eyes of other slave masters, he was a loser.

Su Gu didn’t tell Shao Xuan how they enslaved people. However, based on what Su Gu had said so far, Shao Xuan speculated that the slave masters’ enslaving ability was similar to that of the Flaming Horn tribe’s ability of engraving beasts – but the enslaving ability was a lot more overbearing.

The blue flame on Su Gu’s hand also reminded Shao Xuan of the situation where they used the secret engraving technique to engrave on Caesar.

Su Gu was staring at the blue flame on his hand, wondering about something, while Shao Xuan was studying the flame that appeared in the “egg shell”, which existed in his mind.

The red and blue flames were more ordered than before, and the scattered blue flame was gradually gathering.

“Forget it, you won’t understand it. You tribesmen don’t have to worry about it.”

Su Gu extinguished the flame on his hand, and the strange flame within Shao Xuan’s mind also gradually disappeared.

Leaving the tribal area with regret, Su Gu returned to the palace. After having a meal, he stayed alone in his room and began his daily practice of enslaving.