I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 93 - 55: Fool, Would the Bo Division Head North Without Treasure? (Part 2)

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When everyone was taking a short break, a commotion arose in the distance along the riverbank.

A bald man, holding a dark bow, stumbled along the riverbank. His arrow quiver was empty, and he moved in a panic.

Coincidentally, he saw the light emanating from a campfire.

"Whoosh!"

As the figure approached, Huo Shan instantly shot an arrow.

The arrow flew more than ten zhang and embedded itself fiercely into the ground in front of the approaching figure.

"Be careful, everyone, there are Xiaoyang outsiders behind me!"

The bald man spoke up, his words full of concern, yet he still headed towards Shen Can and his group.

"Whoosh!"

Not holding back anymore, Huo Shan strung another arrow and aimed directly at the bald man.

The rest of the group by the campfire stood ready in defense, forming a protective circle around Shen Can.

Whoosh!

The bald man raised his hand and punched, a thick blood energy enveloping his arm, shattering the incoming arrow. However, he was forced backward.

"Damn it, I kindly warned you about the outsiders, and this is how you repay me!"

A flash of malice passed through the bald man's eyes, and he quickly retreated, using the low trees to conceal himself.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

The only response to the bald man was a volley of arrows. Under Huo Shan's command, seven companions shot in unison at the bald man.

"All of them are Celestial Vein archers!"

Feeling the whistling of the arrows, the bald man shuddered and hurriedly ran backward.

He had provoked someone he couldn't.

Whoosh!

But this time it was too late. A special Witch Arrow in Huo Shan's hand turned into a dark light, piercing the bald man's large buttocks.

"Ah!"

With a painful scream, the bald man tried to walk but felt his legs go numb, and he immediately collapsed.

This was a specially improved Witch Arrow from the Lingyu Tribe, with a hollow shaft filled with highly concentrated Mafei Powder. Upon impact, the arrowhead triggered the release of the powder, which rapidly spread within the body.

Due to the circulation of blood energy, this remedy proved highly effective against those with Celestial Veins but less so against those of the Mountain Opening type.

Soon, the half-numb bald man was dragged to the campfire.

The reason he wasn't completely unconscious was primarily due to insufficient potency. Currently, the Mafei Powder had reached its potency limit; unless the relevant herbs were aged to several decades, its effectiveness wouldn't improve.

But currently, the Blazing Flame Tribe only had a polluted Spirit Field, which had been brought back by the Upper Lake Division, and its impurities hadn't been entirely purified.

Huo Shan swiftly broke this man's limbs.

"I'm only going to ask once; if your answer's wrong, you die."

While others stood guard outside, Shen Can looked at the bald man.

"Where are your companions?"

Shen Can's words were calm, yet they sent a chill through the bald man's heart. With so many Celestial Vein Martial Artists protecting Shen Can, he was intimidated by Shen Can's origins.

"They're nearby."

The bald man swallowed his saliva and said, "Including me, there are four of us, but now they should have run away."

"And the Xiaoyang outsiders?"

Shen Can grabbed the bald man's empty quiver and pulled out a small beast hide bag of powder, which he gently sniffed.

He smiled.

He had encountered an expert in using such substances.

The powder in this beast hide bag was meant to be burned in a fire.

Seeing the Witch Medicine being discovered, the bald man lost all hope.

"A lot of Xiaoyang people have appeared in the Mire Jungle recently; I'm not lying to you, sir."

"What's the situation in Ji Land? Tell me everything you know."

Within Yongyi, not all areas are familiar land; there are also vast tracts of forest and wilderness. The places occupied by the Human Race are scattered.

Entering from the south of Qu River leads to Ji Land.

"What else is there to say? It's a mess." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

This guy they caught on the road gave Shen Can detailed information about the place they were heading to.

Ji Land is extensive, the leading tribe being the Jishan Bo Division. However, this division has been growing weaker in the conflicts with the Xiaoyang Race.

The tribes of Ji Land all feel that if this continues, Ji Bo is close to having their throat slit by the Xiaoyang Race.

The only reason they can still hold on is that if Ji Land falls to the Xiaoyang, other places behind Ji Land will face the Xiaoyang outsiders directly. Hence, other areas keep supporting Ji Land.

But this situation persists because there isn't a stronger tribe to take the lead, and disputes exist among the tribes, making it impossible to wholeheartedly support Ji Land.

To Shen Can, it was a miracle Ji Land hadn't been overtaken by the Xiaoyang yet.

There are quite a few tribes in Ji Land, thirteen being Upper-class Tribes; remember there used to be seventeen a hundred years ago.

Over the past century, five have been destroyed, and one has newly risen, overall a bad thing for the Human Race.

The newly emerged tribe is called Yanran.

This tribe rose a hundred years ago, having been an ordinary small tribe for centuries.

Since the current clan leader took over, its momentum has been unstoppable, offering sacrifices to the Residual Spirit, establishing Sacrificial Artifacts, taking in refugees, defeating the Xiaoyang, and protecting hundreds of surrounding small and large tribes, steadfastly resisting the Xiaoyang.

Though dubbed an Upper Division, it has vaguely taken on the demeanor of a Bo Division.

In Ji Land now, there are rumors that Yanran is set to become the new Bo Division, leading all Ji Land tribes.

Shen Can had a significant interest in Yanran, which ascended to an Upper Division in just a century.

There's nothing else, just a desire to learn.

If the Blazing Flame Tribe is to follow the path to an Upper Division, crossing the river by feeling the Club Dominator's path is not a bad idea.

The gap between an Upper Division and a Bo Division is vast, and the rumors of Yanran surpassing the Jishan Bo Division prove Yanran's strength.

Once the Residual Spirit is secured, visiting the nearby Yanran Division is a must.

"Do you know about the emergence of a Xiaoyang Race's sublineage relic some years ago?"

The bald man was bewildered, his eyes showing some confusion.

Seeing this, Shen Can gave Huo Shan a look, and Huo Shan sent the bald man on his way.

They didn't pursue the bald man's three companions either.

Pursuing them now would be pointless; they had long since fled.

The reason the bald man and his group appeared here was due to the commotion caused by the flying ship earlier.

Bo Division Flying Ships had gone north into the wilderness, perhaps suggesting a significant opportunity in the northern wilds, attracting this group of homeless rangers to take action.

This was also why the Tuo Lord had made several markers along the way.

In Ji Land, there are many such rangers like the bald man, without tribes or residences, some who hunt the Xiaoyang outsiders, others like the bald man, who prey on anything.

Their campfire, lit under this hill, caught the attention of the bald man's group of four.

Despite having a dozen people, without making a move, no one could discern their actual positions, which prompted the bald man to tentatively approach.

The other three hid at a distance, waiting for the bald man to gather information and then throw the powder into the campfire.

But with the bald man's failure, there was no reason for further collaboration.

In short, Ji Land is chaotic now.

It is a mix of outsiders, wild beasts, Blood Witches, Sacrificial Beasts, tribes, and refugees.

"It seems we owe much to the Mire's miasma; otherwise, our northern lands would have long become alien territory."

Yao Chong, who had been silent for a long time, sighed, drawing nods from the others.

After dealing with the bald man, the group once again fell into silence, taking turns to keep watch and rest.

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As dawn approached.

Ripples appeared in the Qu River as Tuo Lord paddled upstream with his four stout legs.

"Master!"

As Tuo Lord drew near, Shen Can sensed his presence.

The Tuo Dragon mark left on him was more intuitive than a shared sense of connection.

Shen Can surveyed the surroundings; the miasma was thick, obstructing the view.

As for the opposite bank of the Qu River, the river was broad, ranging from several zhang to over a hundred zhang in width.

Where they were resting now was on the western bank of the Qu River, where the water stretched over fifty zhang wide to the eastern bank.

In the low forests of the mire, there weren't many formidable wild beasts, just an abundance of poisonous insects, snakes, and ants.

"A large group of Xiaoyang is approaching!"

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In the verdant miasma, shadows moved using all fours, crawling quickly along the mire, each biting something in their mouths, a bronze gun-like object strapped on their backs.

The leading Xiaoyang tribesman wore a human Profound Crown and donned a crooked leather outfit, appearing quite ridiculous.

Some of the other Xiaoyang tribesmen carried bloody white bones strapped to their bodies, swinging as they moved.

"Where are they!"

When a group of Xiaoyang passed through the miasma near the campfire, they suddenly realized there wasn't a single silhouette by the fire.

"Find them; with this heavy miasma, they can't have run far."

"Watch the water; if there's movement, attack at once!"

"Send a message to the tribesmen across the river."