I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 70 - 41: 6 Celestial Veins, 7 Witches, 30,000 Subjects

Chapter 70: Chapter 41: 6 Celestial Veins, 7 Witches, 30,000 Subjects

Sacrificial Master: Shen Can

Martial Arts Realm: Power of Hundred Desolations

Shen Can slowly withdrew his fists, and the Kui patterns that appeared on his arms also faded away.

He tried to mobilize his Qi strength again and found that the Kui patterns could appear or disappear according to his will.

Seeing this, he finally relaxed.

First the Jifu, then the scene during the deduction of the Kui Thunder Evergreen Skill, and now he practiced punches and even produced Kui patterns.

Both Martial Dao and Witchcraft originated from wild beasts, so this transformation seemed to make sense.

If there was a mutation, it could only be resolved later.

It took him more than two years to go from the Power of Eighty Desolations to the Power of Hundred Desolations, especially after the clan was allowed to enter the Great Marsh to hunt water beasts, with all the food being of high quality.

This shows how difficult further advancement is.

This is not only true for Shen Can, but the martial artists of the Lingyu Bo Division face the same challenge.

The Power of Seventy-Two Desolations is a threshold, and attempting to purely enhance power with Qi strength alone will cost exponentially more.

"Blub."

Seeing that Shen Can finished cultivating, the Dragon Beard Carp shook its head, and a fruit flew out of the water, landing in Shen Can’s hand.

"The fruits from the nearby mountains and forests are not enough for you anymore, so I’ve already asked the clansmen to plant fruit trees for you."

Shen Can took a bite of the fruit; this dragon fish, besides eating fruits, also consumed the bone marrow essence of wild beasts.

In short, wherever the wild beasts tasted good, it would go.

After cultivating it for more than two years, the dragon fish seemed to have settled in Blazing Flame.

Its crimson-golden scales turned black and, at a glance, looked no different from ordinary water beasts.

It seemed to know it was extraordinary, and after interacting extensively with the clansmen, it dressed itself in a humble manner.

Every time it met clansmen, it would let anyone who gave it fruit touch it, without holding back at all.

"Rest for a few days before entering the Great Marsh again."

Shen Can left the cave and walked towards the Ancestral Temple.

Inside the Ancestral Temple, Huo Xian was cooking. Compared to a few years ago, Huo Xian’s face had more wrinkles, and his body was hunched over.

"Acan, Ayu, time to eat."

While eating, Huo Xian spoke up, "Acan, it’s been two months since I last saw Atang. Is it very busy outside lately?"

With his teacher’s words, Shen Can also realized that he hadn’t seen Huo Chang for a month.

"Now along the lakeside, the subordinates have already numbered thirty thousand, all needing the Clan Leader to arrange."

In the past two years, through the consistent efforts of Ape Mountain and Cyan Bird tribes, twelve gathering points were established on the western shore of the Great Marsh, collecting more than thirty thousand slaves.

In the process of settling these slaves, Huo Chang found over forty blacksmiths, more than two hundred apprentices, twenty-one who knew brewing, and more than a hundred who raised pheasants and wild rabbits. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

He found forty-three people skilled in medicine collection, and hundreds who had mined before.

Additionally, two hundred robust women were taken into the clan, and over a hundred and thirty young and strong men were integrated into the clan as husbands.

Apart from that, a force of 1,200 subordinates was established, including 300 martial artists and four Mountain Opening Realm experts, commanded by Huo Qingg and Huo Muu.

These activities were no secret to the Ape Mountain and Cyan Bird tribes; everything was done openly, causing them to repeatedly antagonize Huo Chang.

But Huo Chang was unfazed.

In terms of Martial Dao, the Blazing Flame Division now boasted six Celestial Vein Realm martial artists.

Huo Muu, Huo Qingg, and Huo Hou all advanced to the Celestial Vein, each reaching it with a Power between Thirty-Six to Forty Desolations.

There was no alternative; it wasn’t that the clan lacked the resources for them to advance further, but the scope was too vast, requiring Celestial Veins to hold the line.

Previously, Uncle Huo Qii broke through the limitation, reaching the Power of Fifty-Nine Desolations but could go no further.

Not wanting to delay any longer, he advanced to the Celestial Vein.

Counting Huo Chang and Huo Kui, there were six Celestial Vein experts.

Clan Leader Huo Chang and Uncle Huo Kui had been cultivating the Kui Thunder Skill for two years, with Huo Chang already unblocking the second Celestial Vein.

Uncle Huo Shan also reached the Power of Seventy Desolations, and currently, his Qi strength has stalled, but reaching such a state, he’s determined to grind towards the Power of Seventy-Two Desolations eventually.

Moreover, among the Blazing Flame Division’s 3,500 people, there were over a thousand Stone-Breaking Realm martial artists, including more than 210 female martial artists.

Additionally, there were sixty-seven Mountain-Opening Realm martial artists.

One could say that the five-year Martial Dao plan set by Huo Chang was completed two years ahead of schedule and beyond the target.

The development was due in part to the ironwood ships entering the Great Marsh and continuously hunting Tier Two and Tier Three wild beasts.

The other factor was nearly the entire tribe transitioned to full-time roles, supported by the food and resources produced by the numerous external gathering points, sustaining the Blazing Flame Division.

In truth, this number isn’t particularly large; in Shen Can’s view, the Blazing Flame Division started off too poorly, with ancestors being ordinary clansmen and a pitifully small number of martial artists, leading to generations of descendants with limited talent.

After eating, Shen Can strolled into the Stone Hall located to the east side of the Ancestral Temple.

This building was far more grandiose than other clan dwellings, with even a plaque above it without any inscription.

This was the Witch Hall of the tribe.

Inside the hall, several figures were busy.

Seeing Shen Can arrive, they all stood up.

"Master."

Shen Can nodded; these were the witches he had gathered over the past two years.

The one mainly practicing artifact refining witchcraft, Huo Chong, his first disciple in the witchcraft path, and also the oldest.

Now including Huo Yunn who studied spirit plant witchcraft, he had already mastered the Cloud Rain Technique and served as the Deputy Director of Agriculture in the tribe.

Though it was like forcing a duck onto a perch, at least he could be called a witch when he went out.

And there’s Huo Fu, who had a slight talent with witch talismans.

The witch disciples leaning towards magical combat type, Huo Ye (female), Huo Long (female), Huo Tuan, and Huo Jiang, were all discovered among the subordinate people.

These individuals were not very old, and Huo Chang planned to arrange marriages for them with tribesmen who carried the Blazing Flame bloodline at the right time.

Cultivating witchcraft is like practicing martial arts, one cannot persist continuously all day; the person would also feel weariness, which would be counterproductive.

Therefore, in addition to daily cultivation, the rest of the time was spent reviewing witch runes, learning the witchcraft book spells prepared by Shen Can.

While Shen Can was in the tribe, he came to the Witch Hall every one to three days in short visits, or every three to five days in long ones, to answer questions and check their cultivation.

If they had issues daily, they could also visit the Ancestral Temple to seek him out.

He stayed in the Witch Hall until noon before Shen Can left.

To be honest, the talent of the few witch disciples in his tribe was quite average, but at least they were budding seedlings from nothing; he taught them diligently, sometimes even giving them special lessons.

...

"Acan."

Walking out of the Witch Hall, Shen Can was stopped by Huo Shan.

"When are we going back to the Great Marsh?"

"Rest for two days; recently there aren’t many worthwhile fish near the Great Marsh to hunt."

The target for entering the Great Marsh, at the very least, is Tier Two Water Beast, otherwise, it wouldn’t be worthwhile going.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes of Huo Shan and the urgency in his expression, Shen Can quickly guessed what was on his mind.

"Uncle, your Qi Strength has increased rapidly over the past two years; it’s necessary to slow down and not rush."

Just like when he was stuck at the Power of Ninety-Nine Desolations for a month, Huo Shan had been stuck at the Power of Seventy Desolations for more than two months.

If Qi Strength has reached its limit, even consuming freshly hunted Tier Three Beast Blood, it’s like Qi Strength is blocked by a rock, difficult to progress.

"I’m just idle; practicing martial arts without feeling anything makes me anxious."

Huo Shan spoke; ever since following Shen Can as an attendant to Young Master Lingyu, he had been disconnected from arranging affairs for the subordinate people.

The old brothers were busy outside, and his idle state made him slightly uncomfortable.

"Although there aren’t Water Beasts nearby, we could explore the location of the sunken ship again."

Back then, Jifu mentioned an Ironwood Ship that sank in the Great Marsh, and they had already found the location.

However, the effect of the Spiritual Response Technique was greatly reduced under water; it needed underwater exploration, where there were groups of strange fish.

Some strange fish and crabs were only palm-sized, yet they swarmed in groups to eat flesh.

At that time, they hoped to find a second Ironwood Ship, but once they truly found the Land of the Sunk Ship, that hope was dashed.

Even fragments of the keel were found, one could imagine how the Ironwood Ship sunk in the Great Marsh had shattered.

The reason to keep searching was to find the giant crossbows on it.

This was a valuable item; if it could be found at the right moment, it could pierce through a martial artist with four or five celestial veins with one arrow.

Blazing Flame currently had no means to manufacture giant crossbows.

If it could be recovered and placed in the clan’s land, it would be enough to serve as the clan’s divine artifact at this stage.

In the misty dawn, the Ironwood Ship sailed into the Great Marsh again.

...

Southwest of the Great Marsh, under a gentle slope hill.

Over a thousand slaves were forcibly called to gather.

Ape Peak and Cang Hex stood on a high ground, watching the somewhat chaotic scene below.

"We’ve been helping Young Master Fu for so long, finally attaining a witchcraft inheritance." Cang Hex spoke softly, "But down there, their two years of development can match ours in five or ten years."

"What can we do, the Blazing Flame Division is close to the Great Marsh, just happens to have this advantage, while we’re so far from it, truly letting this small Blazing Flame tribe take the opportunity."

Ape Peak also showed unwillingness in his expression.

Why is the luck of this small Blazing Flame tribe so good!

They encountered favorable geography and harmony among people.

"Old monkey, it can’t go on like this."

Cang Hex felt similarly uneasy, "In ten or twenty years, this small tribe will be an equal match to us.

The main point is that we raised them by hand; isn’t it infuriating?"