pertwk Chapter 75 The Special Products of the Blood Tiger Tribe
Chapter 75 The Special Products of the Blood Tiger Tribe
Chapter 75 The Special Products of the Blood Tiger Tribe
After Newt left, several people came to visit over the next two weeks. They were all at the lower god level, and one of them had even decided to refine his godhood to become a middle god. His purpose in staying in the Blood Tiger Tribe was to accumulate enough inkstones.
To this, Karl could only say that everyone has their own ambitions.
Six months later, Karl gradually became familiar with the Blood Tiger Tribe. In the Blood Tiger Tribe, only the leader was a high god, followed by more than a dozen high-ranking members who were all mid-level gods who had become gods on their own. As for those mid-level gods who had refined their divine sparks, there were quite a few in the Blood Tiger Tribe, but the status of these experts in the tribe was only slightly above that of low-level gods.
After all, refining a divine spark also means that there is very little room for improvement in strength.
During his time in the tribe, Karl did not choose to raise Red Tigers. Although lower-level gods could raise them directly once they registered, and even raise an adult Red Tiger later, they could raise more Red Tigers at the same time and thus earn enough Inkstones faster.
Karl spent most of his time in seclusion cultivating. The cultivation environment in Hell was truly excellent, and Karl could feel Xuan Ao making steady progress every day.
The wind-elemental divine avatar was comprehending the laws of wind in the world, while Karl's true form in the Holy Domain was diligently cultivating the illusion of mist.
"boom!!"
Just as Karl was cultivating in the stone house, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound from not far away. His cultivation was interrupted, and Karl's expression was not good. He got up and opened the window, and saw two figures in the sky.
"Why are these two fighting here?"
Just as Carl was still wondering, he suddenly sensed Newt's presence.
"Hey hey, here's the latest news." Newt walked into the stone house with a grin.
"Newt, didn't those two fight a while ago? How come they're at it again in less than a month?" Carl asked, puzzled.
"Heh, what else could it be but fighting over women? You know our Blood Tiger tribe has more men than women. Look at that green-powered water-elemental lower god, according to my recent information, he and a woman named Karina come from the same material plane. That other red-powered fire-elemental lower god, Ni, would never have guessed that he was actually a Crimson Tiger God."
Only after Newt explained the situation did Carl gradually understand the reason for the two men's fight.
The male water-elemental lower-level god is named Crete. Although he and Karina come from the same material plane, they are not lovers or spouses. The fire-elemental lower-level god is actually Red Tiger of the Blood Tiger tribe. He has been a god for thousands of years and his name is Leton.
Clearly, Leton had his eye on Karina, and Crete felt that since he and Karina were from the same material plane, they were naturally drawn to each other. As the saying goes, proximity makes things easier, so for Leton to win Karina's heart, he first had to get past Crete.
"Just for this? I remember Crete and the others only joined the Blood Tiger Tribe two months ago, right? They just joined the tribe and people are already eyeing them. Doesn't the higher-ups care?" Karl asked.
"How can we manage it? First, the two of them don't have a clear relationship. Second, Liedun has been a member of the Blood Tiger Tribe for thousands of years. It would be quite good if we didn't help either side, both morally and logically."
In Newt's view, if Crete fails, either he should choose to withdraw, or Karina should choose Crete. Otherwise, at most he won't lose his life because of jealousy, but he will definitely lose face to Leighton.
"By the way, Carl, who do you think will win between those two?"
"It's hard to say. Although Leton has been a god for several thousand years, I think the techniques he uses are based on the profound mysteries of the fire element. Moreover, he hasn't used any divine artifacts in all this time, so there shouldn't be any fatal risks in his attacks. As for Crete, although I don't know how long he has been a god, his water magic is quite profound. I estimate that even if he fights for a year, it might not be possible to determine a winner," Karl said confidently.
"You know what, you have a really sharp eye. I think so too." Newt nodded in agreement.
Sure enough, after the two fought for about half a day, a figure flew out from the sky above the mountain range, hovering between the two and easily intercepting their attacks.
After being attacked by the tribe's strongmen, even though the two were somewhat unwilling, they could only leave in frustration.
The Blood Tiger Tribe doesn't really care about conflicts between its members, as long as they don't escalate into real fights. Once a god-level expert clashes, it quickly attracts the attention of several mid-level gods in the vicinity.
After the two left, Newt did not choose to leave, but instead sat down on the stone bench inside the house.
"Hey friend, look," Newt said, flipping his hand to reveal a porcelain bottle. He opened the lid, and a pure, fragrant aroma filled the entire room.
"What is this?" Karl could smell that it was a kind of wine, but the aroma was just too strong.
"This is our Blood Tiger Tribe's Blood Tiger Wine. A jar costs three inkstones, so this small bottle must be at least one-fiftieth of that price," Newt said, a hint of pain in his eyes.
"Where did this come from? I remember that the tribe raises red tigers until they reach adulthood and then takes them back."
Blood Tiger Wine is a specialty of the Blood Tiger Tribe. It can only be brewed from the blood of an adult red tiger. An adult red tiger is at the Saint Realm level. Even if a lower god carefully raises a red tiger, it usually takes several hundred years to have a chance to raise it to the Saint Realm level.
Once the Red Tiger reaches adulthood, the tribe will take it away. Only after the Red Tiger is taken away by the tribe can the breeder obtain the Inkstone.
As for how much the tribe can earn from adult red tigers, that's up to the tribe's ability. Even though Newt and the others know very well that a jar of Blood Tiger Wine definitely doesn't require much blood, and a Saint-level red tiger can easily produce thousands of jars, there's nothing they can do about it.
After all, raising a red tiger for ten thousand years would yield an average of three thousand inkstones, or three inkstones per year. This is assuming you raise multiple red tigers; if you raise only one, you would only get an average of one inkstone per year.
But this is still much better than nurturing a divine artifact. A lower-level divine artifact requires a lower-level god to nurture it for ten thousand years, and its value is only a few thousand pieces of inkstone. That's the purchase price. If it were to be sold, it would probably have to be discounted.
"Speaking of which, Newt, you've been a god for a long time now, and you've been in the tribe for just as long. How come you still can't bear to part with a single inkstone to buy some wine?" Karl asked, somewhat puzzled.
With an annual income ranging from one to three stones, this is already considered quite good for a lower-level god, while the price of a mid-level godhood is only ten thousand inkstones.