After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 10 Plague God, Power of Two Desolations, Upper Part of the Destroyed Ship
In the unfolded animal hide scroll, Shen Can saw the appearance of a plague worm, which was semi-transparent and had small, transparent sacs filled with plague fluid.

This is just one of the most common types of plague insects.

According to oral traditions passed down in the Blazing Flame Tribe, there are also wild beasts and plague insects.

These massive wild beasts became the mothers of the plague worms, controlled by countless plague worms, roaming the mountains and fields.

Wherever it goes, water sources and soil will be contaminated.

Legend has it that humans once worshipped this wild beast and plague insect.

Unfortunately, the more they performed the rituals, the worse things became.

The Blazing Flame Tribe has been drinking water from a vertical well dug into the mountainside these days, and the water they draw up is filtered through fine sand and wood ash.

These things have been around for a long time.

Not only that, the water will also be boiled before drinking.

The Great Wilderness may look primitive, but the fact that the human race has been able to reproduce and survive means that some pitfalls were already cleared by their ancestors.

As for new pits, the human race is still carrying on that tradition.

Newcomers step into new pits, new pits become old pits, and newcomers become old people.

Take the plague after the flood as an example. The Blazing Flame Tribe has a history of three hundred years. When things were relatively good in the past, they were actually stockpiling things needed for natural disasters.

For example, medicinal herbs used in witchcraft.

However, the tribal shamanic tradition is poor, and the corresponding preparations for dealing with disasters remain a great challenge.

I'm afraid we're not prepared enough, I'm afraid the plague will be too fierce, I'm so afraid...

I'm afraid of too many things.

As the floodwaters continued unabated, Master Huo Xian's anxiety grew day by day.

The greater the flood, the more lives will be lost, and the more severe the outbreak of plague will be.

No wonder the tribal chief, a Heavenly Vein Warrior, looked so weathered and worn.

Being the clan leader is too difficult.

"I heard from the older generation that there is a tribe in a faraway place that lives suspended in the sky. They are not afraid of floods, earthquakes, or plagues. They can even drive away terrifying beasts. I wonder what such a tribe is like."

Huo Xian opened his mouth in a daze.

"We are all from the lower tribes, how could we dare to dream of what such tribes are like? We can't even imagine it."

Even in a different world, Shen Can couldn't figure it out.

He felt it definitely wasn't the kind of golden hoe the emperor used when he went to the fields.

Shen Can opened another animal skin scroll containing information about witchcraft, medicine, and herbs, and began to study it.

There's no way around it, even cheating requires some basic skills.

Ji Ding kept cursing him, saying that he had opened six of his seven orifices, which angered him several times.

What if we could deduce a real form of witchcraft from this?

As the tribe grows stronger, he becomes safe. Look at how exhausted the only Celestial Vein Realm warrior is.

Although he possesses the divine power of unifying all transformations, he still needs to prepare for advancing to the Heavenly Vein Realm.

……

Seven days later.

Inside the West Ear Cave, Shen Can withdrew his fist.

Priest: Shen Can

Martial Arts Realm: Stone-Splitting Realm (Power of Two Desolations)
His strength doubled, but of course, it wasn't from eating beast meat.

Although he and Huo Xian had meat with every meal, it was all ordinary dried meat from wild beasts.

The tribe is truly not wealthy; it has been raining for four months straight, and the entire tribe is just sitting around eating away at their savings.

It's not that the tribe doesn't have reserves of Tier 1 and Tier 2 dried beast meat, but rather that some things cannot be touched carelessly.

When there is no more food to replenish their energy, this meat is the reserve food for the tribal warriors to unleash their fighting power.

This is to ensure the warriors' fighting strength in case of any unexpected events in the tribe.

It's really not easy to have a family to support. I feel sorry for Huotang, the clan leader. He doesn't even dare to slack off.

The fact that his strength doubled so quickly is obviously because he stole the offerings from his ancestors.

The second-tier monster fish from the last sacrificial ceremony.

There were two portions of the strange fish's blood at the time; one portion was placed on the offering table in a blood vessel.

The rest was mostly left to the tribesmen to break through the mountains, but the remaining beast blood was not completely consumed after the breakthrough.

Depending on the situation, some more water was added and left for the tribe's Stone-Splitting Realm warriors.

Shen Can would never fight with his clansmen for leftovers; it would be much easier to steal from his ancestors.

Everything that his ancestors had, he had.

Although many days have passed and there is not much beast blood left in the blood vessel, the strange fish's realm is still there.

Master Huo Xian is currently busy preparing witchcraft medicine to prevent the plague, and Shen Can is handling all the cleaning and related tasks. Stealing some beast blood is just too convenient.

Beast blood is very foul-smelling; if it had been left like this for so long in my previous life, it would have been infested with maggots long ago.

But the blood of the wild beast is quite strange; it remains as clear and lustrous as blood amber.

Shen Can ate a little bit of mixed meat and rice every day, along with some millet. After only seven days, his strength doubled.

Feeling his physique strengthen again, he figured he could increase the amount he stole a little more next time.

Previously, fearing his body couldn't handle it, he was very careful with his portions, only taking a small spoonful at a time.

With increased strength and improved physical capabilities, I'll definitely need to eat at least two spoonfuls next.

In front of the altar.

Looking at the sparse amount of beast blood in the blood vessel, Shen Can bowed towards the altar.

"May our ancestors bless us with another second-tier monster fish."

……

The rain was misty and showed no signs of stopping.

Shen Can walked out of the ancestral temple after hearing the noise. For the past few days, people have been guarding the flood-prone riverbank.

Even though the floodwaters had washed away most of the debris, the tribe was still trying its best to gather any usable resources.

The hilltops are like islands in the water.

A martial artist at the Heavenly Meridian Realm could perform the Iron Palm Water-Skimming technique in a flood, but it wouldn't be very safe and wouldn't last long.

The Blazing Flame Tribe is not wealthy enough to use its sole tribal chief as a hostage.

Looking out over the mountains, all that can be seen is a vast expanse of water.

As evening approached, two warriors, Volcano and Huoning, quickly arrived from the direction behind the mountain where the tribe was located.

The tribe is located on a small mountain more than ten miles to the east and west of the tribe's mountain range, which is outside the Juyue Mountain Range.

As for why they didn't go to the deep mountains and even higher peaks to carve caves, there's no other reason than that the deep mountains are too dangerous.

After returning from the volcano, they entered the cave where Huotang was located, and not long after, Huotang led a few people away from the tribe's territory.

When they returned, a piece of broken wood, about five or six zhang in size, was dragged into the ancestral temple cave under the cover of night.

This piece of wood is not the original piece; it has been pieced together and the top and bottom parts are different colors.

Part of it was darkened, obscuring even the wood grain and the carved patterns.

In another part, some animal patterns can still be seen, but it is impossible to determine the full appearance of the animal patterns.

Huo Xian patted Shen Can on the shoulder. Although he didn't say anything, Shen Can understood what he meant: he was telling him not to panic.

This is a fragment of a ship.

"It was found in a valley east of our clan's mountain. It was crammed into a corner with the scattered wood and grass. We wouldn't have noticed it if we hadn't checked carefully."

The volcano opened up; he was a senior elder of the tribe and the most promising person in the tribe to become the second Heavenly Vein.

When the fire is not to be moved lightly, it is always the volcano that leads the way when going out hunting or doing anything.

After discovering skeletal remains in the flood, Huotang ordered Huoshan to strengthen patrols around the clan's territory.

Ten miles east and west of the clan's territory, there are more than a dozen recessed valleys, filled with a lot of grass and wood debris.

The volcano climbed up and punched the piece of broken wood with a loud boom. The wood, which was already cracked, was completely undamaged by his punch.

"Third-tier ironwood only grows deep in the mountains."

Huo Xian frowned and spoke. He went back to the ear hole, found a roll of animal hide, opened it, and returned to the wood.

The animal hide has the appearance of ironwood.

The logs of this wood are so rare that even the tribesmen of the Blazing Flame tribe find them difficult to process, let alone build into ships.

Shen Can also realized that this was something that a small tribe couldn't handle.

Even a third-class ironwood boat had its hull broken; what a huge storm that must have been.

"Even more potent than sulfur." ​​Volcano smacked his lips.

Huo Xian didn't say anything, and went to look through the animal skin scroll again.

Soon, an old-fashioned animal skin was laid out, on which was a map with a somewhat impressionistic style.

The mountains rise and fall, the river meanders.

Among the mountains and rivers, there are marked tribal names.

The upper part is located on top.

Besides Shanghuang, there is a place called Linze on the edge of the map, and a place called Lingyu.

According to the oral traditions passed down through the tribe, the Lingyu tribe was thousands of miles away from Zhiyan, but on this map, the distance between them was about the same as that between them and Shanghuang.

"Could it be the upper part of the Lingyu?"

(End of this chapter)