I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 100 - 58: The Ranger Is Loaded, Eyes on the Blazing Flame (Qiu Yue Vote Requested)

After the blackbird perched on the low tree shrieked, it fluttered its wings and flew above Shen Can and the others, circling once.

In the forest shrouded in miasma, two figures leaned against the massive low tree, chewing on a green herb, causing green foam to continually bubble from their mouths.

One was male, the other female. The female wore a veiled face, her veil soaked with green sap, and the male appeared somewhat effeminate.

"The barbarians from the north are truly primitive, roasting meat brazenly amid the miasma." The effeminate man sneered, "Country bumpkins will always be country bumpkins."

The female frowned, "Chu Luo, how are things going? Have they fallen yet?"

"Ayun, you may not trust me, but you should trust your Medicine for Miasma. It's colorless and tasteless, perfect for use amid the miasma."

The two stepped out from behind the low tree and quickly approached the resting place of Shen Can and his group.

"See, sleeping soundly by the campfire."

"The northern barbarians are weaker than we imagined, lacking any vigilance. We should have headed north earlier, delaying our cultivation so much."

The effeminate man approached the campfire, and the blackbird landed on his shoulder.

He walked towards Huo Zhe, who was closest to him, a slender silver needle appearing in his hand, about to stab the back of Huo Zhe's head.

"Let me taste the soul blood of the northern barbarians."

"Watch out!"

Zhu Yun, standing two zhang away, did not approach.

Huo Shan opened his eyes, his robust figure crashing towards the effeminate man.

Boom!

The effeminate man flew sideways on the spot, a 'crackling' sound of fractures emanating from within, crashing against the small mountain rock wall.

"Move, and you die."

Upon detecting the anomaly, Zhu Yun quickly retreated.

Yet a voice rang in her ear, as if someone softly spoke beside her earlobe.

Startled, Zhu Yun immediately stopped in her tracks.

Raising his hand, Shen Can grabbed the blackbird fluttering its wings and looked at the effeminate man, "You know how to tame flying birds?"

The effeminate man spat blood onto the ground, a chill running through his heart.

"It seems you don't."

As Shen Can's voice fell, Huo Shan attacked the effeminate man once more. The man immediately fired two silver needles, which were soon entangled by the descending water vapor.

"You're a witch..."

Seeing his silver needles disarmed, the effeminate man was shocked.

Huo Shan kicked him in the chest.

The effeminate man was kicked into the rock wall, his chest exploding, spewing shattered organs from his mouth.

"Do you know how to tame birds?"

Holding the blackbird by its wings, Shen Can looked at Zhu Yun.

"We got this bird by killing a wizard. It needs Puppet Wood to be controlled, it's on him."

Zhu Yun shivered as she spoke, pointing at the effeminate man.

Barbarians are just barbarians, acting so recklessly.

Huo Shan reached for the effeminate man, pulling out two beast hide bags.

Not storage pouches, among the scattered items was a black Witch Script Wood about an inch in size.

Shen Can looked at the piece of Puppet Wood, then at the blackbird whose pupils also shimmered with Witch Script, understanding the situation.

"Whoosh!"

Before Zhu Yun could speak again, black light pierced through her skull from behind, dropping a white Witch Script Wood from her sleeve.

As the Witch Script Wood fell, a white snake about a foot long also dropped down.

"Acan, look at this."

Huo Shan reached in and rummaged around, finding a small bag with serpent patterns on the surface.

"Storage Witch Artifact."

Seeing the serpent-patterned bag, Shen Can paused.

Are rangers really this wealthy!

Unlike the witch pouch in his hand, this serpent-patterned bag could be opened with a divine sense, containing a space half a zhang in size.

After inspecting inside, there were many items, witch medicine, weapons, bows, and crossbows.

Shen Can pulled out several rolls of beast hide, "Hundred Herbs Poisonous Book", "Bulrush Medical Scripture", "Soul Blood Witchcraft Method".

Seeing these items, Shen Can felt the weariness in his heart suddenly ease.

Nothing brings more joy than bounty.

"It's not easy for anyone making a living outside. Let's prepare these two for burial and take them back to enrich the clan land."

...

Two days later, at Quyang Ruins Market.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, you're back."

Huo Hou looked at the remaining five people, first stunned, then a hint of sorrow appeared on his face.

"The market has quite a few more people."

Shen Can gazed towards the market. As the largest market in the Northern Lands, it originally attracted people from various clans for trading.

"Many have arrived. They go around asking where any ruins have appeared, where any phenomena have occurred, and many have already headed north."

Huo Hou shared the news he had gathered these days, "Ancestral Temple Keeper, some have already entered the mountains."

"Into the mountains?"

Shen Can touched the newly acquired Storage Witch Artifact, eyeing the figures in the market who were clearly outsiders, and squinted.

"Entering the mountains is good."

Shen Can nodded.

The mountains are known to be abundant with treasures, it's common knowledge.

...

Under the night sky.

Blazing Flame Division guards vigilantly watched the surroundings from both bright and dark posts.

Huo Qii and his men patrolled the clan land's perimeter.

Outside the Ancestral Temple, Huo Chang took a deep breath.

He hadn't rested well these days either; as long as Acan was not back, his mind would remain uneasy.

Especially now, the rangers from Yongyi had ventured into the tribe.

Because of the visitors from Yongyi, his contact with the Cyan Bird and Ape Mountain divisions had increased greatly, knowing this batch of transit rangers was not friendly.

Many nearby tribes had fallen victim to these rangers.

Compared to rangers mingling in Yongyi, tribes here appeared somewhat frail.

Without tribes or family people, they acted without concern, sometimes no different from the alien race.

Martial Artists are understandable, but if there are ill-intentioned wizards, it would spell disaster for northern tribes.