I Became the God of Light

When the rules of light and darkness failed to intersect, Su Yun had no choice but to give up temporarily and find a way to try again later.

"Everything that can be done at this stage is done. The next step is to wait and then face the evil god."

After Su Yun muttered solemnly, he took the time to check the tribe and found an interesting scene.

In more than a year in the foreign world, the tribe has expanded rapidly. In addition, there are vague rumors that the god of the Yanhuang tribe is a ninth-level god, which makes the Yanhuang tribe expand even more rapidly.

By now, the tribe's number alone has exceeded 30,000, and it is already considered a small and large tribe.

For example, rice has been planted in batches, and the overall physical fitness of the tribe has improved a lot. There are also silk clothes. Every household will raise some silkworms, and most people have one or two silk clothes.

Even this silk garment has naturally become a specialty of the Yanhuang tribe. Due to its delicacy and comfort, as well as the scarcity of output, other tribes are attracted by it and are proud to own a silk garment.

In addition to these two things, there is also a famous specialty that is supplied by the Yanhuang tribe and makes people around them happy and miserable.

In the empty square in the center of the Yanhuang tribe, a lot of shouts could be heard. Many Yanhuang tribesmen and foreigners were conducting transactions here, making it very lively.

At this moment, inside a wall composed of about a hundred people, a strong man wearing an earthy yellow jar hair was greeting the surrounding people.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the latest pocket jar has everything you want in it!"

"Do you want one from the Warriors? There is absolutely no room available!"

In front of the strong man, twenty-five khaki clay pots were placed on a piece of animal skin several meters wide.

These jars don't look like much at first glance, but if you take a closer look, you will find that they don't emit a breath, and even if you probe, you can't detect anything.

"interesting!"

A 17 or 18-year-old boy from a large fifth-level tribe, with shining eyes, said excitedly, "It looks good, let me try it out!"

"Young Patriarch." The three middle-aged strong men following him hesitated to speak.

Ren Yuan of the Yanhuang tribe, who was selling jars, could not let the opportunity slip away. He quickly said, "Ten first-level faith crystals for one. How many do you want, little brother? There are things in them, and there is absolutely nothing empty!"

"It's quite cheap. Give me three." The young man thought it was good.

The hundreds of people watching around had gloating in their eyes.

Another one to be tricked!

Of course, thinking this way, they are still looking forward to the process of opening the can. We can't afford it, so let's look at the head office, right?

After handing over the money and delivering the goods, the young man looked at the first jar on the ground and was eager to open it.

Discussions continued.

"I wonder what will happen this time? Will I win something good?"

"You think too much. You don't know how pitiful this jar is!"

During the discussion, the boy punched the jar on the far left.

With a bang, the clay pot exploded, and the contents inside were revealed.

"This is……"

The people around him stared at that thing with wide eyes and disbelief.

An earth-yellow, palm-sized doll that looked like it was made by hand appeared among the fragments of the clay pot.

"So dark!"

"Black-hearted!"

"How did such a worthless thing appear in the jar?"

Listening to the discussion in his ears, the young man's face darkened.

Seeing this, Guantouyuan quickly explained with a smile, "One is not good, the next one must be good!"

The young man thought about it, and he doubtfully hit the second one.

Click.

A small clay pot appears.

"It's normal for the two to be bad. People always have bad luck sometimes."

The boy hesitated, wanting to get angry but feeling justified.

Click.

A shimmering red fruit appeared.

Yuan complimented, "Congratulations, little brother, this is a good thing, it can improve your physical fitness!"

"Really?" The young man thought it was very ordinary, so he happily put it away after hearing this.

The three guards next to him hesitated to speak. They didn't know whether to remind the young patriarch that this divine fruit seemed to be worth a few first-level faith crystals at most. It was a loss!

Looking at the young patriarch's appearance, they couldn't bear to speak.

Anyway, it’s just three jars, as long as the young patriarch is happy.

Just as they were thinking this, Ting Yuan complimented, "The guests are very lucky, do you want to come with a few more? The grand prize hasn't appeared yet, and the good things are among them!"

"Okay!" The young man's eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly in agreement.

For some reason, he found it very interesting and couldn't wait to continue playing!

The expressions of the three guards changed, and they felt something was a little bad.

really……

"Congratulations……"

“Guest is lucky!”

"This is a good thing..."

"Would you like a few more? The good stuff hasn't come out yet..."

"Little brother……"

Twenty minutes later, all the pots on the Yuan stall disappeared, and the ground was covered with pottery fragments.

The young man's eyes were red and he looked excitedly at the items on the ground in front of him.

“This jar didn’t lie to me, there’s really a big prize inside!”

When fifteen items were not shipped, he thought he was a liar, but he didn’t expect it to actually come out later!

After driving to the 20th time, he found a small jar of holy rice inside the jar, which was worth hundreds of first-level faith crystals!

The young man was happy here, but he didn't notice in his excitement that he spent two hundred and fifty yuan on the first-level faith crystal, but he only earned about one hundred and thirty yuan, and he lost half of his blood.

"Young Patriarch, let's go." The three guards breathed a sigh of relief.

it is finally over!

The process of opening the jar made their hearts bleed. If the Yanhuang tribe hadn't been so terrifying, they would definitely want the jar to have a nice-looking head!

"Okay." The young man reluctantly said goodbye.

Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "Young man, you are lucky. Our Yanhuang tribe recently launched a medium-sized jar. Do you want one?"

As he spoke, he touched the bag on his waist and a porcelain jar appeared.

"Only ten second-level faith crystals. There are all good things inside, and the lowest value ones are the second-level crystals!"

"The grand prize is even more precious. It's worth a level 4 faith crystal. You might even get something worth a level 5 faith crystal!"

"Little brother, do you want one?"

Level five...level five faith crystal?

Looking at this more beautiful jar, which was still made of porcelain, the young man's eyes widened and he was eager to try it.

Yuan thought there was something interesting and took out thirty medium-sized porcelain jars from the storage bag.

The three guards were anxious and quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Young Patriarch, this jar is so expensive. The faith crystal we brought has been told by the Patriarch that it cannot be used to trade snowflake salt..."

They only brought a total of twenty level three faith crystals. This jar requires one level three crystal, and they can only trade twenty at most.

This may not necessarily lead to good things. How can you spend your faith crystals in such a place?