Clang!
A huge stick made from some unknown type of wood smashed onto the lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, immediately silencing it.
Just then, a voice came from ahead, "Lord Hong Shan, the Great Wizard Hong He has asked you to bring this over; she wants to take a look at it."
A few savages nodded, and the most muscular man among them dragged the Eight Trigrams Furnace away, passing through a small grove and coming upon a massive cliff. Below the cliff was a high altar made from animal bones, and on the altar sat a woman. She was not clad in animal hides or grass, but in a dirt-yellow long robe that was old in style, but indeed a piece of clothing. Her head was tied with a yellow silk ribbon, covered in all sorts of strange runes.
"Sister, what do you want with this thing? I was just about to smash it and divide it up for everyone to eat meat," Hong Shan shouted.
