Chapter 416 (1/2)

The Writings On The Wall

When Shao Xuan retracted his power of inheritance, he immediately sat on the ground, panting.

Controlling the ornaments had used up almost all the power of inheritance in him. He was exhausted, lacking even the energy to stand. That one step had taken up all his energy.

Thank goodness there were no beasts or threats here. As long as Shao Xuan did not attack anything on purpose, the valley was still safe. The Xia shaman had set up a defence system here. However, even without this protection, Gongjia Mountain was still within Xia valley. That was a dead place without even a rat. So there were no beasts.

After regaining his breath, he moved his stiff, aching muscles and slowly stood up. He walked to nearby and plucked some fruits to eat. He needed some fruit to ease his thirst and hunger.

These fruits didn’t look like much but they were juicy and crispy. It was refreshing to the soul, washing out the burning aches to his body. The injuries he sustained from overexerting his blood vessels and muscles were quickly repairing themselv.es

There was a type of grain growing nearby too. He didn’t know what it was but Gongjia Heng said the things here were edible. It must have been something the Xia once planted. Since the Xia tribes separated and they all left, these grains were left to grow and reproduce on their own. Plus, every time a Xia person arrived, they would clean this place up.

Shao Xuan ate many fruits. His hunger slowly subsided and the power of inheritance slowly returned. He didn’t know how long it would take for him to fully recover. This time he had indeed pushed his limits but he knew that in the future, he would be able to yield the totemic power and power of inheritance in his body at the same time. Compared to the past, he would be strong.er

He would have to wait for a full recovery to know if it was true. If it happened, that would be a good thing. Shao Xuan planned to train with the ornaments again. If he could wield its power, it would be of great help to the Flaming Horn tribe.

There were all kinds of creepers growing on the walls of the mountains, some bore fruit while some had blooming flowers. Some didn’t, probably because they weren’t in season.

Shao Xuan walked over and plucked a fruit from the vines. It was a rare opportunity to visit this place, of course he had to check out their local produce.

As he plucked the fruit, the vines shook. He paused, then let go of the fruit to pull the leaves and vine apart to reveal the mountain wall behind.

There were words. However, they were all different writings and in different sizes too.

Since they were not cloud patterns, Shao Xuan could read them.

He realised they were answers to problems these people had encountered. Shao Xuan skimmed through all of them to find the earliest writing.

After thinking for a long time, that person carved questions he never understood on the wall. He had faced problems when casting and forging bronze ware. He thought it might be a problem when he was smelting the ore.

It had been a long time since this was carved. Perhaps casting and forging was not as common then as it was now. Very few people had mastered the art. This person had not been able to master it and could not find a Xia person to answer his questions. Somehow, he heard of Gongjia Mountain. Since this person was very determined and realised he lacked talent in this field, he decided to come here. He succeeded too.

However, after carving his questions, he left. There were no more carvings left by this person.

Finally, one day, a Xia person who arrived here saw the words on the mountain. He must have been in a good mood to carve his answer on the wall. The summary of what he meant was: first you must control the flames. Then, you have to take note of the smoke when you are melting the ore. There was a nonchalance to the writing, reading the words was like meeting the person.

While these words were carved, the writing looked so natural and was not choppy. Hidden in this handwriting was a deep internal power. The person who carved this must have been very strong.

After the first person’s answer, another Xia person must have arrived and seen the one question and one answer too. Out of amusement, he added to the other guy’s answer. He made a more specific explanation: there are different colours of smoke during melting. First, dark and thing smoke that would rise as the temperature increase. Then, the smoke would turn yellow. The ore wasn’t ready yet. The temperature had to rise more, until green-white smoke appeared. That meant the ore had completely melted. When the smoke was green, the metal was ready to be cast.

The second person’s words were neat, every character was solemn and serious. They weren’t as nonchalant as the previous guy’s writing.

Then, there was a third person who answered the question. He even gave the best ratios and timings for casting different wares. Bronzewares were not made purely of bronze, there were other materials sometimes too. Different tools also required different metal ratios to make suitable alloys.