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

Chapter 167 Jishan and Yanran, if you have no other choice, you might as well listen to me.

Listening to the names of the various lords that Ao Xuansong mentioned, Shen Can felt that the Yongshan lord was incredibly wealthy.

It evokes a feeling of "one whale falls and all things come to life."

However, considering the strength of the Marquis of Yongshan back then, with his conquests in the south and north, it is quite normal for him to have these things.

"The White-browed Marquis is a Jade Crystal White-browed Golden-winged Tiger with the bloodline of Luwu. The Jianmu Xuan Turtle is an auspicious beast with a crooked divine tree growing on its back. Wherever it is, it is as if it transforms into a wood-attribute elemental vein."

Ao Xuansong's words brought back some of Ji Lingji Tianlong's memories.

"Back then, in order to cultivate, the Marquis captured five wild beasts and auspicious beasts with the five elements attributes from the vast wilderness, hoping to observe the power of the five elements again and create a method more suitable for human cultivation."

"I've never heard of the Tianzheng tribe. I think there used to be a tribe called Zheng."

Hearing the sound, Shen Can stepped on Ao Xuansong, who was lying on the ground.

"what!"

Ao Xuansong cried out in pain and hurriedly said, "The Tianzheng tribe is the same as the Zheng tribe. They captured Bai'e Hou, a descendant of Lu Wu, and fed him to a wild beast called Zheng in the tribe."

This beast devoured the descendants of Lu Wu, successfully undergoing a bloodline transformation, and lived for a full four thousand years before dying.

The Zhengbo tribe thus gave birth to the second and third generation of Zheng beasts, and therefore the tribe was renamed the Tianzhengbo tribe.

……

"What are you doing in Aoshan searching for someone or a method to make the war drums sound?"

At this moment, Shen Can asked Ao Xuansong about his purpose in coming.

"The war drums have been in our tribe for eight thousand years, but they never sounded. Our tribe tried many methods, but none of them worked. More than ten years ago, they suddenly started to sound on their own. Our high priest thought that there might be a change in the situation in Yongyi!"

"This is a powerful weapon of war that was personally forged by the Marquis of Yongshan. Once it is activated on the battlefield, it can boost the morale of the soldiers and double their combat power."

Such a treasure naturally requires our department to find a way to control it.

"End?"

"That's it, that's how it is."

Looking at Ao Xuansong's expression, Shen Can said softly, "Don't you want to find the legacy left by the Marquis of Yongshan?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Xuansong's expression changed.

Their clan naturally had their own suspicions: the war drum might contain a legacy left behind by the Marquis, one that was neither usable nor indestructible.

Now that there's finally some activity, it's natural to find out why the war drums are beating.

"So, it was you, Aoshan, who colluded with Xiaoyang to completely hand over Ji to Xiaoyang for the sake of the Yongshan Marquis's succession."

Upon hearing this, Ao Xuansong was taken aback.

Then, he quickly realized what was happening.

"what?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"What Xiaoyang Alliance, what Yongshan Marquis's legacy?"

"Speak clearly!"

"Explain yourself!"

Although he looked down on Jidi and was too lazy to pay attention to the war between the Jidi people and Xiaoyang, Ao Xuansong knew that he absolutely could not admit to colluding with Xiaoyang.

No, damn it, when did Aoshan collude with Xiaoyang?

Isn't it because of the war drums that sounded as they headed north to search for the Kui Niu?

On their first visit, the clan's fourth-tier flying boat was destroyed, and the Grand Elder personally went north, only to be driven back by the barbarians of the north.

Then, the war drums sounded again, and he was ordered to go north. He learned that this tribe not only had bronze chariots, but could also drive bronze chariots left behind by the Yongshanbo tribe.

The chariot evolved into the form of the Kui Niu deity, which is a perfect match for the Kui Niu war drum.

That's why he came to our door.

But the barbarians here simply attacked and brought him down from the sky.

Even the clan's fourth-tier guardian spirit beast was killed with a single punch, and its inner core was taken.

"You still don't admit it?"

Shen Can spoke coldly.

"Admit what?!"

Ao Xuansong struggled to get up. How could they possibly throw such a huge disaster at him, Ao Shan?

"I will use you as a sacrifice to commemorate my fellow human warriors who have died in battle on this desolate wasteland of Ji over the years!"

Shen Can used his divine sense to monitor Ao Xuansong's changes. Judging from the fluctuations in his divine sense, the human tribe colluding with Xiao Yang should not be the Ao Shanbo tribe.

But it doesn't matter.

Who told this old guy to come to our doorstep?

This guy must have hit the jackpot.

Shen Can thought about it carefully. Even the Earl of Jishan couldn't find out which earl tribe was colluding with Xiaoyang. The newly emerging Zhiyan Lun was far less powerful than Jishan, so it would be even more difficult to find out.

Besides, what good would it do to find out the truth?

Xiao Yang has been plotting for so long, but the two sides are deadlocked. It seems that the longer the stalemate continues, the more disadvantageous it will be for the Ji Di human race.

Besides, the Jishan Earl's tribe has so many other tribes, so the Jishan Earl has many concerns.

On the other hand, the newly risen Blazing Flame tribe has only gathered the tribes destroyed by the Owl Sun, making it the one with the least involvement with the Ji Di human race.

"If you dare kill me, I, Aoshan, will fight you to the death!"

Shen Can remained silent, lost in thought for a long time.

But this silence only made Ao Xuansong more terrified.

"Is that so? Then we should use you as a sacrifice!"

At this moment, the clan city was bustling with activity as a giant eagle, over twenty feet in size, was dragged to the square outside the clan hall.

The tribespeople gathered around to see what was going on. Huo Ning led his men to begin butchering the eagle meat and opened the storeroom, where they found bronze cauldrons and countless magical medicines.

He instructed his clansmen to do their jobs: fetch water, chop firewood, and clean the cooking pot, thus beginning preparations for the meat dinner that evening.

While it was still light, large cauldrons were already filled with water and eagle meat, and were being cooked over roaring fires.

This is fourth-tier wild beast meat; it will take a long time to stew it properly.

Fortunately, the meat wasn't fully cooked, so the soup was still okay.

To prevent the tribespeople from being overwhelmed by the energy contained in the stew due to their insufficient strength, Huo Ning had already given instructions to warn the women and children in the tribe to be careful and not to drink it recklessly.

Cheers and laughter filled the clan. Warriors gathered in the clan hall, asking about their battle achievements and whether they could bathe in the blood of a fourth-tier beast that night.

The entire tribe was bustling with activity.

As evening approached, clusters of bonfires were lit, each with a large cauldron boiling beside it, wafting a rich aroma.

Many children crowded around the large cauldron, wanting a sip of the meat soup, but they were all kicked away by their relatives.

Normally, one could drink ordinary meat soup without a care, but this is meat from a fourth-tier wild beast. If the young man is greedy, he could easily get into trouble.

The meat of a fourth-tier wild beast was indeed difficult to cook thoroughly. From afternoon until evening, there was still no sign of it being cooked through, so everyone increased the size of the campfire.

The tribesmen began to gather around the campfire to serve soup. One strong man couldn't resist taking a big gulp. As the hot soup went down his throat, his whole body turned red and steam rose from his seven orifices. He hurriedly started practicing his boxing.

Soon, the sound of howling filled the entire city.

Even a Heavenly Vein Martial Artist felt his blood surging after drinking this meat soup, not to mention those martial artists who bathed in beast blood in the ancestral temple.

After kneeling outside the ancestral temple, a figure rose and stepped into the temple.

"Lin Feng greets the temple!"

After entering the ancestral temple, Lin Feng knelt down once again, this time facing Shen Can.

Today, outside the clan city, Shen Can unleashed a barrage of powerful punches, striking down one after another, killing one of the two fourth-tier beings—a human and an eagle—and severely injuring the other.

Its overwhelming and wild power shocked everyone.

It's not unusual for temples to have witchcraft skills, but it's truly astonishing that they also know martial arts.

Every punch landed squarely; facing the fourth-tier warrior of the Weiling tribe, his strength was unparalleled, his momentum was overwhelming, and he truly shocked the warriors within the tribe.

"Lin Feng, commander of a thousand soldiers of the clan, third level of the Heavenly Vein, two years of conquest, slaying 363 tyrants." Shen Can held a leather scroll in his hand, on which were records about Lin Feng.

"Yes!"

Lin Feng stood up, not daring to look Shen Can in the eye.

"Enter the cauldron, hold on, and circulate the energy according to my instructions."

Lin Feng took off his clothes and jumped into the large cauldron. The cauldron was only half full of warm water. As Lin Feng entered, Shen Can took some beast blood and poured it into the cauldron little by little.

The blood of a fourth-tier wild beast was something that a third-tier martial artist could not withstand. Even a trace of it still made Lin Feng roar.

Standing before the temple, he clenched his teeth, his veins bulging all over his body.

Shen Can's divine sense did not enter Lin Feng's body, but he observed the circulation of blood and qi within Lin Feng's body and used the diluted beast blood to help transport it into Lin Feng's celestial meridian.

In an instant, Lin Feng's blood energy erupted, and the surging blood energy broke through two of his Heavenly Meridians.

Seeing this, Shen Can's divine sense entered the cauldron, gathered the giant eagle beast blood that had been scattered in the warm water, and extracted it again.

"Shi Yang, Heavenly Vein of the Fourth Level."

When the next martial artist came in, Shen Can, as usual, confirmed his identity and recounted his battle achievements.

Meanwhile, outside the ancestral temple, a large number of clansmen had already drunk the soup made from the meat of the giant eagle.

Even if these soups are diluted several times or even ten times when they are drunk, they still evoke different scenes for different tribesmen.

Around the campfire, figures could be seen practicing martial arts everywhere.

On the city wall, warriors of the Blood Sea Guard stood in formation, showing little interest in the giant eagle meat.

In the camps outside the city, especially in the heavy sword camp, the meat broth boiling in the giant cauldron was steaming. The broth was ladled out, diluted with some witchcraft, and then distributed to the heavy sword soldiers.

That night, roars echoed throughout the entire tribe's territory.

The eagle meat and bones inside the cauldron were constantly boiled with water and witchcraft. Even the smallest baby was given a drop of diluted eagle meat soup, which made their little face turn red.

The commotion within the Three Fire Clan City gradually subsided over the next five days.

The eagle meat inside the cauldron was thoroughly cooked until it was mushy, and the whitish broth was poured into the stomachs of more than three million tribesmen.

Of course, most of the essence was absorbed by the Heavenly Vein Warriors and the clan soldiers in the camp outside the city, but the remaining clansmen still received a portion of the diluted meat broth.

More than four hundred Heavenly Vein Martial Artists entered the Ancestral Temple and received Shen Can's personal care and training.

Among them were members of the Blazing Flame tribe, and the rest were the core warriors among the tribespeople he had gathered. He went through them all.

A fourth-tier giant eagle has significantly boosted the overall strength of the tribe.

Some martial artists at the Mountain Opening Realm directly broke through their bottlenecks and advanced to the Heavenly Vein Realm.

The number of martial artists at the eighth level of the Heavenly Meridian has increased to seven.

Two more martial artists, Huo Tang and Huo Ning, have been added to the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm.

One hundred and ten people reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Vein Realm.

After this grand feast that lasted for several days, the entire tribe was once again brought together.

In particular, the more than four hundred warriors who entered the ancestral temple included not only the members of the Blazing Flame tribe, but also the remaining members of various tribes who had fought most diligently against Xiao Yang.

Shen Can spared no expense in boosting the combat power of these people.

……

The city was much quieter, but martial artists were already cultivating inside the city and in the camp outside, their voices rising and falling.

The benefits of the flesh and blood of a fourth-tier wild beast are not only the ability to break through one's cultivation level instantly, but also the fact that some residual energy remains dormant within the body, depending on whether one can fully absorb it.

Therefore, everyone was busy. Since they weren't going to fight Xiaoyang for the time being, they focused on cultivating.

After cleaning the ancestral temple, Shen Can looked towards the direction of the Jishan Earl's tribe.

Huo Tang and Huo Ning, who had broken through to the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm, had already gone west and east respectively last night to deliver messages to the Yanran and Jishan tribes.

It should be arriving soon.

……

Blood Mountain Pass.

Lord Jishan grabbed a sealed animal hide scroll, opened it, and a flicker of emotion crossed his icy face.

"I'm flipping the table! I'm not playing anymore!"

After reading the entire secret letter, the Earl of Jishan saw two marks at the end.

They came from Shen Can and Ji Ling Ji Tianlong respectively.

"Clan leader, what's wrong? Are we done playing?"

The First Elder, Yuan Tianmu, was somewhat surprised by the change in the Jishan Clan Chief's emotions. He took the letter from the Jishan Earl and was shocked after reading it.

Every single item in the letter horrified him.

He felt like the letter was burning his hand!
The three tribes formed an alliance to jointly attack Xiaoyang.

Capture a fourth-tier martial artist from Mount Ao to offer sacrifice to the flag.

In the name of the three tribes, a proclamation was issued to the nine regions of Yongyi, stating that Aoshan and Xiaoyang were colluding and that all tribes should jointly exterminate them.

Release Ji, let Xiaoyang move south to Yongyi and other places, let all places know what Xiaoyang's turmoil is like, instead of just talking without understanding the situation.

Several things, each one of which shocked Yuan Tianmu to the point of liver pain.

The letter ended thoughtfully, saying that the Earl of Jishan did not need to bother investigating anymore. The human tribe that colluded with Xiaoyang was Aoshan, and he, Huomiao, had already captured the Aoshan warriors.

They will kill the enemy and sacrifice them to the flag at the time of the alliance meeting.

The three proclamations were sent to the nine regions.

"This……"

The chieftain of Jishan frowned for a long time, unsure of what to say.

Jishan has guarded the land of Ji for eight thousand years, and he has never thought of giving up.

Even if we retreat this time, it's just to see if we can catch our breath. If we really can't hold on, then we'll at least fulfill the imperial decree of the Marquis of Yongshan.

After a long silence, the Grand Elder spoke, "Young man, how arrogant you are!"

Where is the messenger?

"He left the letter and departed." The Grand Elder replied, "According to the letter, if the clan leader agrees, we will meet at Yanchi on the banks of the Guimu River a month later to discuss the grand plan to attack Xiaoyang."

The implication seems to be that they want the clan leader to come in person to discuss the matters mentioned in the letter.

"Clan leader, do you think this alarmist writing was done to make you come in person?"

Lord Jishan looked up at the Grand Elder, "Do you think this is alarmist talk, or is it truly lawless?"

The Grand Elder pondered for a long time before finally saying quietly, "This letter is not a message; it is clearly a proclamation."

I feel that if things continue like this, Jishan will lose its position as the sect leader in Jishan!

“Clan leader, even if we want to hold an alliance meeting, it should be issued by the Jishan clan.”

"Besides, the methods described here are too lawless. If we follow them, we'll be facing both Xiaoyang and our clansmen from Yongyi."

Lord Jishan grabbed the animal skin scroll again, rolled it into a tube, placed it over his left eye, closed his right eye, and peered at the Grand Elder.

“Look, you’ve shrunk and are now inside the animal skin tube I rolled up.”

"Clan leader!"

Upon seeing this, the Grand Elder was taken aback.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Go and deliver the edict. Tell them that Jishan is going to change the meeting to be held here at the pass, and that the letter is full of wishful thinking and nonsense."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder was somewhat speechless.

After saying this, the Earl of Jishan put down the animal skin tube in his hand and sighed deeply.

"Tianmu, eight thousand years is enough. Jishan can no longer bear the burden of resisting Xiaoyang. Wouldn't it be better if someone took over the responsibility?"

"These fellows from Yongyi have never considered Jishan as one of their own!"

"But... what this letter says is too..."

"Didn't you say you're young and impetuous? Impetuousness is good, only impetuous people dare to wield knives!"

(End of this chapter)