I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 119 - 65: A Sudden Turn of Events—With No One Left, Who Am I Supposed to Save? (Major - —Qiu Yue Ticket Requested)_2

When he used the Black Bird to scout the Cyan Bird Race Territory, he discovered that the number of martial artists selected by the Xiaoyang Race was not many.

For the Xiaoyang Race, martial artists are not only food but also offerings for sacrifices and burials, which might be why they lock them on wooden frames.

And to be noticed and taken back by the Xiaoyang Race, at the very least, one must be a Mountain Opening Realm Martial Artist.

Whether it's the Blazing Flame or the Cyan Bird, Mountain Opening Realm Martial Artists are the backbone within the tribe, the key members of the clan soldiers.

The Black Bird flapped its wings, found a high place to land, and quietly waited.

...

Underground cave.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and the slow-flowing air was filled with the smell of blood and stench.

But those figures paid no mind as they silently leaned against the rock walls, staring dazedly.

There were also those who angrily smashed stones with their fists or cursed in low voices.

"How long do we have to stay here? I can't take it anymore. I'd rather go out and fight those beasts."

Some of the martial artists were covered in wounds, their eyes bloodshot.

In a relatively spacious place deep in the cave, Cang Hex sat silently without moving.

Compared to when he traveled to the northern forests, now his lips were chapped, his hair full of silver strands, and his face filled with worry.

If it weren't for the prepared escape routes, they would have been annihilated by the Xiaoyang Race long ago.

Even so, this time the Cyan Bird Race suffered heavy losses, with only over five thousand managing to retreat safely.

They were resettled at three hiding spots nearby, with two thousand people at this location, the last ones to retreat from the tribe.

As soon as Cang Hex noticed that the Xiaoyang arrived at Quyang, he arranged a retreat route for the tribe members.

Most of the young, old, women, and children left the tribe lands.

The tribe, which originally had over thirteen thousand people, lost more than half of its clan soldiers, and only six Celestial Vein Martial Artists remained.

"Clan Leader!"

Cang Ling rushed over from a distance, glaring angrily at Cang Hex.

"I want to go out. Even if I die, it's better than hiding here like a rat!"

Silent, Cang Hex raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him, and slapped him.

"Slap!"

Cang Ling was slapped so hard he collided with the rock wall.

"Xiaoyang cannot occupy our land forever. Once they leave, it will be our time to come out."

"What will you fight with?"

"Do you think we can win?"

After the slap, Cang Hex slumped back down.

"Just wait. The tribe must survive."

"But..."

Cang Ling wanted to suggest contacting Ape Mountain or Blazing Flame. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Cang Hex seemed to see through Cang Ling's thoughts.

"Do you really think they will come to save us?"

"With what would they save us?"

The best time to unite was when Xiaoyang had just occupied Quyang Ruins Market, but who dared stick their neck out at that time?

He did seek aid from both Blazing Flame and Ape Mountain.

Blazing Flame was far, but Zhushui connected Ape Mountain and the Cyan Bird.

The Cyan Bird used the clan land to fend off Xiaoyang for three days, yet not a single person from Ape Mountain appeared.

Hoping for rescue was indeed a luxury.

"We can't control what happens outside. The four thousand clan soldiers of Xiaoyang will eventually retreat."

"The cave has a dark river and pre-stored grain, witch medicine. Our ancestors built it over generations, enough for us to hide.

From now on, wait here for my command. Even if unbearable, endure it; otherwise, the sacrifice of our tribe members will be in vain."

...

Early the next morning.

Outside the small mountain, Shen Can, who had waited most of the night, spotted a Cyan Feathered Sparrow flying out from a hidden part of the mountain.

He was certain the remnants of the Cyan Bird Tribe were hiding here.

But finding the entrance to the hideout would still take some time.

After confirming the position of the Cyan Bird remnants, Shen Can searched for the entrance without success and temporarily returned to the camp in the Zhuyang Mountain Range.

In the Zhuyang Mountain Range, the Blazing Flame Race Soldiers were chiseling the mountains to make caves for living, which also made it easier to hide.

Initially, he came to save the Cyan Birds, but he arrived too late, and the Cyan Birds were gone.

Just as he returned to camp, Huo Muu, who went to contact the Ape Mountain Tribe, returned.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, the Ape Mountain Division is empty."

Shen Can almost thought he misheard.

"All the supplies and grain reserved in the tribe are gone, but there's no sign of chaos; they left in an orderly fashion."

"Heh..."

Shen Can let out a soft laugh.

The Cyan Bird was breached, and the Ape Mountain abandoned its base.

Why did he bring the Blazing Flame Race Soldiers here?

"That's not right. Huo Hou has frequently been going to the Ape Mountain Division. How did he not notice this before?" Huo Kui questioned.

"If they decided to leave, they wouldn't let you see any signs," Huo Muu explained. "It seems the Ape Mountain was scared by the Cyan Bird Division's fate."

"The Cyan Bird sent us messages for aid, so they surely asked the Ape Mountain for help too, especially since it's even closer by water."

"With all this talk, what do we do now?"

The Celestial Vein Martial Artists exchanged looks.

Of the three great tribes in the Northern Lands, one is broken, one has fled, and only the Blazing Flame remains.

Huo Kui felt unwilling, "Amu, didn't you check the surroundings thoroughly? Such a large migration must have left traces."

"I checked, there were traces heading east, south, and even north."

"Zhushui flows eastward. Land traces don't matter. With enough small boats, heading east downstream is quite convenient."

For a moment, everyone looked at Shen Can.

Stay or leave?

But, it seemed meaningless to stay.

A thousand men couldn't possibly fight off the numerous Xiaoyang Race of the Cyan Bird Division.

Unless the Ancestral Temple Keeper comes up with some cunning plan.

They did, after all, bring plenty of Mafei Powder.

"Huo Hou has returned."

At this moment, Huo Kui looked into the distance, spotting a figure leaping and climbing towards them.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, three Xiaoyang Race troops have moved out, heading in the directions of north, east, and west. One of them will pass by outside the mountain."