I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 193 - 90: Fertile Land and the Dragon Fish Rain Master

The mountains stood like a forest, and at the northern horizon's end, the mountaintop glimmered with white.

Shen Can climbed to the peak of a mountain over a thousand zhang high and gazed down at the river valley where his eyes took in the wilderness, the forests, and the river marshes stretching wide.

Not far away, a winding great river flowed out from the mountains, deep into the heart of the wilderness.

A herd of Great-Horned Deer galloped past, and nearby, small groups of Mountain-Splitting Kui lingered by the river's edge, drinking water.

After more than a month of migration, the Human Race members of the Blazing Flame Tribe finally entered this river valley.

The soil here was overwhelmingly black, and when dug up, revealed tiny grains of red, gold, and other colors.

After taking in the distant mountains, Shen Can descended the mountain.

A mountain over three thousand zhang high was hardly conspicuous among the Giant Mountain Range, with distant peaks towering into the clouds, covered in snow.

This place hadn't suffered the ramifications of the Golden Crow or Kuafu; the snowmelt was abundant. If it wasn't hidden deep within these mountains, some tribe would have occupied it long ago.

The arrangements for the tribe didn't need Shen Can to worry; Huo Qii was diligently attending to it all.

The shape of the whole valley was irregular, surrounded by valleys leading outward, with the widest point stretching six hundred li to the north and south, and over a thousand li from east to west.

Concerning the environment within the valley, the Blazing Flame Division wouldn't flatten everything, only making use of the flat lands along the riverbank for farming.

The forests and small, undulating hills within the valley would be preserved, serving as habitats for the Desolate Beast Groups.

The entrances and exits between the valley and surrounding mountain's valleys needed to be guarded by soldiers to prevent any powerful Wild Beast from charging into the valley, leaving the residents unprepared.

With tens of thousands of people entering the valley, the first step was naturally to identify where the clan land could be established.

The location for the Blazing Flame Tribe's clan land was obvious — a position at the center, from which it could oversee the entire valley.

Various vassal tribes gathered around like stars encircling the moon.

The new round of construction and land reclamation began swiftly, clearing fields along the river and building houses.

The Ancestral Temple was the first building erected, situated at the center of the valley, from where construction of a city began.

During this great land development, Shen Can finally received war reports transmitted from outside. Along with those reports came a damaged Flying Ship.

Huo Jia led a dozen clan members, each weary and dusty, their armors etched with various marks, the padding all frayed.

Yet each person's eyes burned with vigor.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper!"

They placed the Flying Ship before Shen Can, laughing heartily.

Shen Can did not examine the Flying Ship first; he looked at the dozen clan members.

"No injuries, I hope."

"Just a few arrow holes, long healed."

"Tell me, how did you manage to take the Flying Ship from the Xiaoyang Race Soldiers?"

Shen Can gestured to them to gather around, then waved to several children in the distance, "Go call the others; tell them stories are to be heard."

The children, hearing the call, immediately started running, shouting, "Stories to listen to, come quickly for stories."

"Go to the Witch Hall, call someone over to record this event, to be entered into the clan books."

...

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, isn't this a bit much?"

Huo Jia seemed a bit embarrassed, rubbing his hands, as did the other dozen clan members.

But their chests subconsciously puffed up, and they instinctively began tidying their ragged armor.

A group of children came rushing from all directions, accompanied by women carrying children, gathering lively outside the Ancestral Temple.

They encircled layer upon layer, some children even climbed onto the Flying Ship to have a closer look.

"So this is the Flying Ship, once the Ancestral Temple Keeper fixes it, does that mean we'll have ships that can fly?"

"Of course."

"Jia, did you defeat the ship?"

"Father, did you bring down the Flying Ship?"

...

Among the dozen, some of their family members joined in too.

Seeing enough people had gathered, Shen Can spoke loudly, "Quiet down, let's hear how our Boat-Bearing Warriors obtained the Flying Ship."

"Who will speak first?"

In front of so many clan members, the dozen became bashful.

Huo Jia pushed the others forward to speak, but was instead pushed out by his dozen brothers.

"Jia, hurry and tell us; we're anxious."

"Well, it's... it's..."

Huo Jia rubbed his face, "The Flying Ship was shot down by the Xiaoyang Tribe. My brothers and I sneaked into the Xiaoyang Camp under cover of night and stole it."

"Is that true? Were the Xiaoyang people blind?"

"Let me tell you, it's all thanks to the Ancestral Temple Keeper's teachings; we melted into the forest, and the Xiaoyang couldn't catch us."

With the story box opened, the others no longer hesitated, each began speaking freely.

"Our giant crossbow was on the mountain, we shot an arrow and then ran, the Xiaoyang chased behind."

"Once the Xiaoyang Race split up to chase us, our arrows could appear anywhere in the mountains and wilderness."

"Good!"

...

Cheers constantly erupted among the crowd, with children hugging the returning Martial Artists, each pledging to grow up to fight the Xiaoyang and steal Flying Ships.

"Don't call it stealing; it's taking, battling alien races and taking Flying Ships."

While everyone listened to tales of battles outside the mountain and against the Xiaoyang, Shen Can's gaze fell on the Flying Ship.

This Flying Ship measured twelve zhang and six chi long, and wasn't greatly damaged, mainly affected in the wooden building atop the Ship.

These buildings, used for housing, were deemed least important by Shen Can.

According to his Divine Sense, repairing the ship's holes appeared not too difficult, with the main task being the repair of the Witch Runes.