piratefiction Chapter 11 Hammering the Living Porcelain, the First Time Porcelain Was Broken
Chapter 11 Hammering the Living Porcelain, the First Time Porcelain Was Broken
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In his mind, the frequency of the Baque sword's vibrations was higher than ever before, like a guide, or like a longing.
That was the yearning born from the broken sword...
A yearning for the living porcelain of ghosts and gods!
Bu Che suppressed the shock in his heart and the flush that had crept onto his cheeks without him noticing. He stared intently at the shrine of ghosts and gods that was being carried out by the two disciples of Old Master Zhou.
In front of the shrine of ghosts and spirits, two yellow talismans were pasted across each other, and at this moment the yellow talismans were faintly shimmering!
"That is the 'Yellow Talisman for Suppressing Living Porcelain,' made by mixing living porcelain stone powder with cinnabar to form ink, and then writing it with the powerful 'martial spirit' of the porcelain refiner. It has the ability to suppress ghosts and living porcelain."
"A single Grade 9 'Suppressing Porcelain Talisman' is worth ten silver coins, extremely expensive! It was made by a certified porcelain master!"
Kong Ci stood beside Bu Che and said in a deep voice.
One yellow talisman, ten silver coins for peace?!
So expensive?!
This is highway robbery!
"After all, they are made by a formal porcelain master. Porcelains produced by porcelain masters are all expensive. Whether it is a porcelain statue of a ghost or god, or a 'porcelain talisman' or 'porcelain medicine', they are rare and special. Only porcelain masters can make and produce them, so they are expensive and pricey."
Kong Ci glanced at Bu Che, and after saying that, she stopped looking at him.
Bu Che nodded, also turning his gaze away and staring intently at the descending shrine of the ghost god.
But then, Zhou's two disciples suddenly tore open the two yellow talismans pasted on the mouth of the shrine.
In an instant, an extremely intense spiritual force surged forth from the shrine, like a transparent, spreading tide.
The entire Broken Porcelain Courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the sound of goose-feather snowflakes whistling in the north wind.
"They're here!"
Kong Ci suddenly spoke in a deep voice, breaking the deathly silence!
Bu Che's eyes narrowed.
“Pah!”
With a crisp sound, like porcelain hitting a wooden wall, a small hand suddenly appeared from the dark niche opening. The hand looked just like porcelain, with glaze flowing across its surface!
Then, a porcelain head popped out vividly from the niche!
Above its head, a pair of scarlet eyes, wary and filled with suppressed anger, scanned the surroundings. Just one glance at them was enough to give one the feeling of having their soul sucked away!
"Alive...alive?!"
Bu Che was terrified; every pore on his body tightened and his hair stood on end!
Like a porcelain doll, the "Living Porcelain of Ghosts and Gods" emerged halfway out of the shrine and roared at the crowd in the courtyard with an ear-piercing roar that directly affected their minds!
"Nonsense, it's a living porcelain piece, of course it's alive!"
Kong Ci's face was more solemn than ever before!
The blood and qi in his body began to boil, as if boiling water, and even emitted an extremely heavy sense of oppression, making people feel suffocated.
At this moment, Old Zhou, who was originally sitting lazily in the armchair in the courtyard, was...
When Old Zhou saw the half-emerged ghost-like porcelain figure, he grabbed a small pumpkin hammer with a head only the size of a fist, which was quietly placed next to the chair.
The old man's palm, gripping the hammer handle, was covered with bulging veins like a monstrous dragon, and he seemed to transform into a peerless villain in an instant!
His eyes blazed with brilliant light, his body swelled up, and he slammed his palm onto the armrest of the grand master's chair, launching himself forward.
With a single step, he touched the ground like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet generated a powerful force that caused countless snowflakes to ripple outwards in circles. His back was straight, and he took a large stride, causing the layer of snow covering the ground to be shaken up, resembling a three-foot-high wall!
He gripped the small melon-shaped hammer and swung it around in a flash, creating an eye-catching arc.
Smash it at the living porcelain ghost that popped its head out of the shrine!
The air in the courtyard was stirred and turbulent by the force of the hammering at this moment, wailing like the cries of ghosts!
"Thump—!"
The head of the living porcelain ghost was immediately smashed by a hammer!
"roar!"
In the dim light, it seemed as if blood was spurting out, but upon closer inspection, it was all in vain.
The living porcelain figure let out a miserable cry, a crack appeared on its head, and it was smashed back into the niche.
Zhou Lao's two apprentices immediately bit their fingers, spitting blood onto the talisman to reattach it.
The faint shimmering light on the yellow talisman also completely disappeared.
"Now they're behaving themselves."
Old Zhou abruptly withdrew his aura back into his body, hunching over as he tossed the pumpkin hammer to one of his nearest apprentices.
The apprentice was so frightened that his face changed drastically. He didn't dare to dodge, so he gritted his teeth and reached out to take it. However, the heavy weight of the hammer pressed down on him, turning his face a deep purplish-red.
After taking several steps back with a series of "thumps," he finally placed the small hammer on the ground with a "thud," as if the entire courtyard had trembled slightly.
The courtyard remained completely silent.
The apprentices stared at the scene in horror and disbelief.
The appearance of the living porcelain, and the transformation of Old Zhou from a frail old man into a vicious criminal, terrified them so much that they dared not breathe.
"Take it back and guard it carefully. This hammer blow should keep this 'living porcelain' quiet for half a month. After two more blows, it should be able to break its mind and then completely... shatter it."
"The living porcelain of ghosts and gods is a treasure from head to toe. Legend has it that the living porcelain of ghosts and gods is formed from the remains of the dead. The broken pieces of the living porcelain can be ground into porcelain powder, which can be used in medicine and in firing porcelain."
"After the living porcelain shatters, there will also be a ghostly porcelain bead, which contains the spirit of ghosts and gods... It's a valuable item that can increase a martial artist's success rate in fusing their qi and blood with the spirit of ghosts and gods!"
Old Zhou's hoarse voice echoed in the courtyard.
He spoke highly of the magical porcelain to his many apprentices.
Suddenly, Old Zhou's gaze fell on Bu Che, remembering this little guy who was plagued by evil thoughts.
"Your mental state seems pretty good. Keep up your training. If you want to survive, you have to train like there's no tomorrow. Only by mastering the training can you live."
Old Zhou waved to Bu Che.
Upon hearing this, Bu Che hurried over, with Senior Brother Kong Ci by his side.
"Xiao Ci, today you teach this kid how to break porcelain, and protect him so he doesn't get killed by the thoughts of ghosts and spirits."
Old Zhou's voice was hoarse as he picked up a piece of beef jerky from the porcelain plate and slowly chewed it.
"Yes, Master." Kong Ci solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute.
Then, Old Zhou, with his back hunched, reached out and patted Kong Ci's waist and abdomen: "You, don't slack off either. Put in more effort to break through the Fusion Barrier. The inner city selection is imminent. If you can enter the Xue family in the inner city, with their help, you will have a chance to apply for a spot in the Porcelain Master Examination. The Porcelain Master Examination held once every three years in Tianmu City is your only hope."
"Master, your disciple will do everything in my power!"
Old Zhou nodded, then chuckled softly and left humming a little tune.
After Mr. Zhou passed away.
Kong Ci straightened up and exhaled. Only as a disciple did he know how intense the pressure emanating from Elder Zhou was.
"Ah Che, come here, I'll help you try breaking porcelain for the first time."
Kong Ci calmed himself down and looked at Bu Che beside him.
Bu Che's gaze, however, seemed to be drawn out like silk threads, fixed on the shrine of the living porcelain being carried away, filled with reluctance and regret...
I wonder... what kind of changes will occur to the Baque Sword if it touches the Ghostly Porcelain?
Unfortunately, it's too difficult for him to come into contact with the living porcelain of ghosts and gods now; he simply has no chance.
Putting aside the danger and ferocity of the "living porcelain with ghosts and spirits" that even made Senior Brother Kong Ci nervous, there was simply no reason to get close to it.
"Brother Kong, is our Broken Porcelain Workshop... all we do?"
"Are there many 'spirited' or 'living' porcelain pieces at the Broken Porcelain Workshop?"
Bu Che asked.
"The Broken Porcelain Workshop is naturally for shattering porcelain made from spirits and deities, whether it's porcelain statues or living porcelain... all of them fall within our shattering scope."
"This living porcelain ghost was captured by the Xue family from the 'Ten Capital Level' ghost kiln in Tianmu City, which was suppressed by the official porcelain kiln."
"Even within the Ghost and God Kiln Caves of Shidu, living porcelain made from ghosts and gods is a rare find, and incredibly ferocious..."
"And once we capture living porcelain, our Broken Porcelain Workshop... becomes a slaughterhouse for these ghostly living porcelain."
Kong Ci said calmly.
Bu Che nodded, took a deep breath, and didn't say anything more.
"Come on, today I'll let you try breaking porcelain. With me protecting you, go ahead and smash it."
Kong Ci led Bu Che to a pile of cracked and dilapidated porcelain statues of ghosts and gods.
Bu Che felt his heart pound slightly, his blood flow quicken, and he felt inexplicably excited. His hands... felt a little itchy for no reason.
"This is a low-grade porcelain statue of a ghost or deity that we retrieved. It has seventy-two cracks and is completely unusable. The ghostly spirits that were imprisoned within it have mostly escaped, but a few remnants remain..."
"Our purpose in breaking the porcelain is to eliminate any remaining ghostly or divine thoughts within it and to reclaim the porcelain shards from the statue."
Kong Ci rummaged through a pile of broken porcelain statues and picked one out, placing it on a stone platform. Then she turned to Bu Che and called out to him.
"Let's get started."
"Go to the hammer stand and choose a hammer."