I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 206 - 94: Wind Master and Rain Master!_3

After finishing these tasks, he would start cultivating.

In the afternoon, Shen Can would also find time to go to the Witch Hall to instruct the witches and to set up the framework of the current Celestial Craft Hall.

At dusk, the hunting team returned with live offerings.

After the sacrifice, he would also use the beast blood, combined with the Witch Power of the Ancestral Temple Keeper, to nourish the nine cauldrons and eight sacrificial vessels.

During the nourishing process, it was also the time for Shen Can to communicate with the Sacrificial Spirit every day.

If he could sense the fluctuations of the Sacrificial Spirit, he would increase the time and frequency of their communication.

In the evening, he would deduce the Cultivation Technique and witchcraft.

Next, Shen Can's goal was to deduce the Five Elements Technique and deduce all the Water Magic from the Little Dragon Fish.

This way, the Blazing Flame Tribe would have a basic secret manual of Water Magic.

After finishing communicating with the Sacrificial Spirit, the sky outside had completely darkened.

Huo Xian had already prepared the meal, waiting for him to go to the Side Hall to eat.

While walking out, Shen Can pondered about the matters of the Celestial Craft Hall.

All things considered, the skills in the Northern Lands were truly abysmal; basic farming, brewing, pottery-making, weapon forging, mining, and weaving were all this way.

Shen Can originally thought that with tens of thousands of people, plus tens of thousands more from the vassal tribes, pulling together old artisans could somehow get the platform set up.

Unfortunately, he was too optimistic.

The best artisans were his two disciples, Huo Chong and Huo Yunn, but they too had grown under his guidance.

Teaching witchcraft was possible, but teaching the details of iron forging, seedling planting, etc., required vast experience.

The tribe currently could not provide so many experienced and truly skilled artisans.

After entering the valley, without external disturbances, the tribe had already settled down and was about to harvest the second season's grain.

The entire clan division, including the vassal tribe, had settled down, the tribe members were stable, and many children were being born.

There were many wild beasts in the mountain forests of the valley, and even larger wild beasts appeared further in the mountains.

Farming maintained basic consumption, and hunting and cultivation had now all gotten on track.

The tribal soldiers were divided into two groups, north and south.

The northern group was the one exploring the route of Dai Land with Huo Shan.

Every so often, a batch of tribespeople would be rotated.

The southern group consisted of those who had not withdrawn.

Anyone who entered the valley from the Old Clan Land would not go out again, even for training, they would go north into the mountains for hunting.

The goal was to ensure the concealment of the valley and give the tribe more time for stable farming.

Currently, there were still nearly a thousand and two people left outside the southern mountains, led by more than fifty tribe members with Celestial Vein Level strength respectively.

Huo Chang goes out irregularly to contact these tribe members.

Every outing, Huo Chang would bring a packet of poison, which he discreetly got for Huo Yunn.

Outside the mountains, chaos had long ensued.

Without the obstruction of the Miasma Swamp, the Northern Lands and Ji Land were connected, the Human Race and Xiaoyang Race slayed each other without any scruples, fighting wherever they met.

In this situation, although Huo Chang's combat power was strong, he was, after all, just a martial artist at the Celestial Vein Fifth Layer.

...

Ji Land.

Arrowhead Mountain.

The ground was littered with shattered armors and arrowheads, mingled in the earth and stones.

Over two hundred years ago, a great war broke out here between the Human Race and the Xiaoyang Race. The Human Race was defeated, with corpses numbering in hundreds of thousands, and countless tribes suffered severe damage.

To this day, people from the Human Race still come to pay their respects.

In the mountains, Huo Tu chewed on an iron arrowhead, squinting as she gazed out of the mountain.

After being outside fighting for so long, a fierce aura gathered between her brows.

"Thousand Captains, they're here, the Xiaoyang are here."

Tribe member Huo Yu rushed over quickly, "There are roughly over eight hundred Xiaoyang, driving more than a thousand humans."

"These damned beasts broke everyone's arms, pierced their shoulder blades, using women and children as hostages."

Huo Tu asked, "Are you certain that there are people among them who can build ships?"

"All the information is clear. They come from the banks of the Guimu River. Every tribe along the Guimu River has warships. Even though the sizes and styles vary, every tribe has shipbuilding skills. We can't be that unlucky, right? Out of so many people, there can't possibly be not a single shipbuilder."

"Let them prepare."

Huo Tu took a strong bow from her back, and brought out a small beast-skin bag, tying it to the arrowhead.

When leaving the tribe, the Witch Hall had published all the common healing formulas, Mafei Powder, Witch Medicine Itch Powder, etc., so despite being outside for so long, there was no shortage of witch medicine.

"Get ready."

Huo Yu ran towards the mountains, figures emerged from the mountains, totaling around a thousand people.

Their clothes were diverse, with young and old among them, their armor styles were also chaotic; some simply wore beast robes.

"Kill the Xiaoyang, avenge with blood!"