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

Chapter 299 Thunder Magic, Clan Members

After the leaders of the various tribes left, Lei Wanche of the Giant Wilderness Tribe stayed behind and was personally summoned by the Grand Elder of Punishments.

Lei Wanche was somewhat bewildered. He had just realized that the Grand Elder of Punishments wanted him to join the Punishment Team.

"Archer, calm down. You are the only person in our Giant Wilderness tribe who has a chance to reach the fifth rank in thousands of years."

Lord Juhuang gave Lei Wanche some instructions.

But Lei Wanche's face remained completely expressionless.

This made the Lord of the Great Wilderness sigh, "No matter what, the Great Wilderness tribe is your home, and you are my own grandson. Some things are not something an old man like me can change."

Seeing that Lei Wanche still ignored him, the Great Wilderness Earl waved his hand, "Go, don't keep the Grand Elder of Punishments waiting too long."

Lei Wanche was used to this, after all, he had no choice but to get used to it.

If it weren't for the bond of blood, Lei Wanche would probably have been unable to be restrained long ago.

"Remember, you have the blood of the Giant Wilderness Lei Clan."

Seeing Lei Wanche walk out, the Great Wilderness Earl finally couldn't help but speak.

"Don't forget to visit your mother."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wanche paused in his steps as he went out.

Soon, he jumped onto a flying boat outside and headed into the distance.

"Go back to your tribe, recruit tribe soldiers, and remember the jade slip I gave you. Read it again after you leave here."

The Great Wilderness Lord watched Lei Wanche leave, his eyes darting around before finally looking at the clan elder Lei Yun.

Lei Yun nodded, explaining that as the executive elder, the Earl could not leave the Blazing Flame Earl's tribe for the time being.

However, according to the alliance agreement, each tribe needs to recruit its own soldiers, so he needs to return to the Giant Wilderness tribe immediately.

……

"Senior Lei, we've arrived."

The airship stopped on a small, unremarkable hill. Lei Wanche glanced at the winding steps and then chose to climb them.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, a young-looking figure looked at him from under a gnarled old tree.

Tweet!
The Cloud Thunder Eagle was so frightened that its entire body stiffened, flipped over, its legs pointing upwards, and crackled with electricity.

At close range, Lei Wanche felt that the eyes of the person in front of him reflected the sun, moon, and stars, deep and boundless.

"Lei Wanche greets Senior."

Lei Wanche hurriedly bowed in greeting.

This is also the fifth-rank senior that is widely known among the various lords.

"The Thunder Body, modified after birth, has fused with the bloodline of the Wild Eagle. Its aura is pure, and although it is in the late stage of the Divine Treasury Realm, its combat power has reached the peak of the Divine Treasury Realm."

"The thunderous aura on your body is not compatible with the cultivation technique you practice, yet you have managed to cultivate to this level. In Yongyi, you are unmatched."

When the clone spoke, Lei Wanche's good fortune was extremely rare, not only in Yongyi, but also throughout the entire Juyue Mountain Range.

Over the years, no one has been able to match Lei Wanche's extraordinary talent.

Some people are just incredibly lucky.

"Although your body was transformed by acquired lightning, it was not a complete transformation. After years of cultivation, you tried to develop lightning techniques and perfect your body's transformation, but you could not find the way, which caused your celestial veins and divine treasures to crack."

Lei Wanche lowered his head, astonished that he had been seen through at a glance, even his attempt to perfect his own Thunder Body could be seen.

Is this the strength of a fifth-tier senior?
"Half a lightning pattern? It seems you have quite a bit of good fortune."

At this moment, the words spoken by the clone made Lei Wanche tremble with fear.

He has half a thunder pattern on his spine, which is his most important secret.

“You have a lot of pent-up energy. Thunder magic is all about going forward without hesitation and unstoppable force. You’re holding yourself back.”

"Senior, you are wise to see that I am indeed filled with resentment and constrained by trivial matters."

Lei Wanche took a deep breath and said, "This junior begs for guidance from senior."

"It is a blessing that we have met. In addition to being the Grand Elder of Punishment of the Tribal Alliance, I am also the Protector Elder of the Blazing Flame Elder Tribe. I am willing to accept you as my disciple."

His clone spoke up, explaining that taking on a disciple was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather something he had considered beforehand.

The practice of creating clones can be considered martial arts. Taking in talented individuals from the Blazing Flame Headquarters and other branches as disciples is more than enough.

Besides, with the real person behind him, what martial arts can't he teach?

"Named disciple?"

Lei Wanche was taken aback; he hadn't expected to be accepted as a disciple by a fifth-ranked individual.

Although he was a nominal disciple, he saw it more as a test. As for a fifth-level disciple accepting a fourth-level disciple, was a difference of just one level really worth it?

This is absolutely true. Although he is at the late stage of the fourth rank, he is not only unable to advance to the fifth rank, but he is even stuck at the peak of the fourth rank.

His path requires the Thunder Dao technique, but he cannot forge it.

With this thought in mind, Lei Wanche bowed deeply and said, "Lei Wanche greets his teacher."

"Goo."

The eagle, which had been terrified, now let out a cooing sound.

It is highly intelligent and has been living among humans for many years, so it naturally knows the meaning of taking on disciples.

The clone glanced at the wild eagle, which was so frightened that it shrank back into its shell.

"Let me take a look at your injuries."

The clone beckoned Lei Wanche to come closer.

"You are practicing the Dharma you are currently cultivating."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wanche sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his cultivation technique, which he was currently practicing. The technique he was currently cultivating was called the Fire Ember Technique.

In order to cultivate thunder magic, he traveled to many places in Yongyi and tried many techniques. In the end, he felt that cultivating fire magic was barely usable.

The collision of fire and metal elements gives rise to lightning. Shen Can had already deduced this. Although he hadn't deduced the Great Wilderness Lightning Technique, there was no physical reference for it!
We can't expect him to catch lightning to comprehend the art of thunder; that would be too cruel to him, and besides, he's not surnamed Yang.

When someone acts as a teacher in front, someone else will naturally act as a beast of burden behind.

[You saw a broken lightning pattern, and a flash of inspiration appeared. Your mind, which had been trying to deduce lightning techniques for many years without even getting a basic grasp of them, was now like a spring that had been re-emerged, gushing water again and again.]

You carefully observed the lightning pattern, and then began to contact your clone to gain insight into the cultivation status of the registered disciple.

From the fluctuations released by the lightning pattern, you found the trend of lightning flowing within your body. You then began to deduce it further, and in the process of deduction, you incorporated the five elements of metal and fire, which indeed triggered the lightning pattern.

The seemingly natural thunder also has a path of acquired formation. When metal and fire enter the body, they unleash destructive power, tearing apart the celestial veins and flesh.

Relying on the lightning pattern as evidence, you began to search for the node where metal and fire collide and merge to form lightning, experiencing repeated failures and experiments.

After an unknown amount of time, the source forces of the metal and fire attributes entered the body and sparked a flash of lightning.

At this moment, you suddenly realize that seventeen thousand years have passed since the deduction was made.

Your deduction speed has accelerated further. You have begun to fuse the two techniques, which are based on the metal and fire attributes.

With the previously found node of the collision between gold and fire generating lightning, the fusion of the two techniques has a clear goal, and all that's needed is to try and fail repeatedly.

Finally, after more than 1,300 years, your first thunder technique, the "Great Wilderness Thunder Technique," was developed.

……

At the top of the hill.

Lei Wanche sat cross-legged, cultivating and circulating a fire-element technique that was not suitable for him. Huang Ying stood to the side, shrinking his head and rolling his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

a long time.

Lei Wanche's cultivation has ended.

"I created a thunder technique before, which is somewhat compatible with your cultivation. However, the power of thunder is endless and explosive, making it far more dangerous to cultivate than it is now. Do you want to cultivate it?"

"Lefa?"

The thunder and fire aura on Lei Wanche's body, which had not yet calmed down due to the operation of the magic technique, suddenly became turbulent again.

That's truly amazing magic!

"Teacher, is there really such a thing as thunder magic?!"

It's no wonder Lei Wanche was excited. He had traveled almost all over Yongyi and searched through all kinds of human classics, but he had never heard of a method of cultivating the Thunder Path.

Occasionally, a martial artist who was struck by lightning would leave behind some ink marks, saying that after being struck by lightning, his cultivation had become enlightened.

Those who didn't understand were probably killed by the chop, leaving no trace.

The clone did not say that he would teach Lei Wanche the method after testing him. It is not easy to find someone who cultivates thunder magic in the north and south of the Juyue Mountains.

The newly derived method requires actual practice.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Lei Wanche quickly stood up and knelt before his clone, saying, "This disciple is willing to cultivate; please, Master, bestow upon me the cultivation method of the Thunder Path!"

"The Thunder Dao is extremely fierce and yang, destroying all evil. If you do not dispel the resentment in your heart, even if I bestow upon you the Thunder Dao method, it will be difficult for you to continue climbing on the path of cultivation."

As he spoke, the clone touched Lei Wanche's brow, and the Great Wilderness Thunder Technique entered Lei Wanche's mind.

Lei Wanche knelt quietly for a quarter of an hour before waking up.

"No wonder I searched through all the methods and only found that the fire element technique was barely achievable."

As he spoke, he bowed to his clone once more.

"Thank you for teaching me, teacher."

"Why don't you try cultivating it?"

"Yes."

Lei Wanche sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate the Great Wilderness Thunder Technique. Among the five elements' source energy wandering around him, the fire and metal forces were quickly absorbed by him. His body then trembled violently, with streaks of lightning and flames intertwining.

He had cultivated fire-element techniques for too long, resulting in an excessive fire element within his body. Now that he suddenly possesses thunder magic, he still needs some time to transform the fire element energy within his body.

Half a day later, Lei Wanche finished his cultivation and felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration, a feeling he had never experienced before.

"teacher."

Lei Wanche got up and knelt down again in front of his clone.

"stand up."

After the clone accepted the greeting, he told Lei Wanche to stand up.

"As the Grand Elder of Punishments, would you be willing to join the Hall of Punishments as the Grand Punisher?"

"willing."

Lei Wanche agreed without hesitation.

……

To the east of the Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple lies a cluster of branches of sacred trees.

Each branch of the spirit tree is tens or even hundreds of feet tall, rising and falling in undulating patterns, encircling a high platform in the center.

Each trunk that grows from the roots of the old spirit tree is like a seat, upon which either sits or stands a figure.

In addition, there are suspended flying boats and birds, and there are quite a lot of people.

There were no fewer than 30,000 people inside and out.

Some elders were carrying wine jars, watching from the large flying boat suspended in the air behind them.

In the center, surrounded by numerous tree trunks, stands a high platform cast from refined iron of the fourth tier.

At this moment, two people are fighting on the high platform.

"This is tough. Yongyi only has so many Xiaoyang, there aren't enough to go around no matter who goes first!"

Even if we include the Huan Tou tribe, we won't need that many commanders for the time being.

As figures watched the combatants on the high platform, a roar resounded, and Yan Xiang on the platform transformed into a fire ape measuring four zhang nine chi seven fen.

"A battle body of four zhang and nine chi, that's almost at the Divine Realm level. I'm only three zhang and eight chi. How did Yan Xiang cultivate so fast?"

"At this rate, when will it be my turn to command troops?!"

“You’re 38 feet tall, and I’m only 36 feet tall, okay? I think I have no chance at all for this first promotion for meritorious service.”

Upon seeing the Fire Ape Battle Form on the high platform, many clansmen around them turned their attention to it.

Based on the clan's experience in cultivating battle bodies, one needs to advance to the Divine Treasury Realm to break through the four-zhang mark in battle body cultivation.

At 49.7 feet, it is already incredibly powerful in terms of its foundation for advancing to the Divine Treasury, meaning it can be said to be ready to attempt advancement to the Divine Treasury at any time.

His combat strength was naturally assessed by the Three Ancestors of Luoshui, ranking him at the Quasi-God level.

Roar!
The fire ape roared, and with a wave of its hand, a Xuanqi palm print appeared in its palm, striking towards its opponent in front.

Fire Ape's opponent, Flame Gold, was not to be outdone. Instead of dodging or evading, he took the iron rod and short halberd off his back and combined them into a large halberd.

He gripped the halberd with both hands and unleashed a golden beam several feet long, which transformed into a golden tiger with piercing eyes. It cleaved through the Xuanqi palm print and then smashed it down on the fire ape's head.

The fire ape raised his hands to block above his head, creating a ball of flame, but the flame was still shattered by the halberd, and the splashing energy sent him flying, crashing heavily outside the battle platform.

"I lost!"

Yan Xiang stood up and transformed back into his original form, his battle armor shrinking to fit his body.

On the high platform, Yan Jin sheathed his halberd, cupped his hands in greeting, and then looked at the 30,000 people around him.

"Who else dares to take on this challenge?"

……

"He finally succeeded in showing off. He has mastered the 'Nine Forms of the Golden Halberd' passed down from the temple's ancestor to perfection."

"Even Yan Xiang, a quasi-god, was defeated. Isn't going up to fight him just asking for trouble?!"

Flame and gold surrounded him, his gaze sweeping over some of the people, all of whom possessed even more vigorous blood and energy.

"Since no one is willing to fight, I will take the position of Commander No. 63."

On the back of a ten-zhang-long azure phoenix, five young men and women stood side by side, dressed in battle clothes of various colors, and their temperaments appeared extraordinary.

However, such extraordinary figures are everywhere around us, each one exuding a heroic and imposing aura.

"There's another strong competitor."

"He hid it too well; we didn't even know he was a quasi-god hidden in terms of combat power."

Previously, according to the clan's internal statistics, there were only a little over a hundred quasi-gods in terms of combat strength, but now only about twenty of the quasi-gods in the statistics have shown up.

In the selection of commanders, including Yan Jin, the number of quasi-gods with revealed combat power has reached sixty-three.

No, Yan Xiang, who just suffered a defeat, was also a Quasi-God Realm warrior, and a nominal Quasi-God Realm warrior within his clan.

"Damn it, who are they guarding against? They're even hiding from their own kind!"

A member of the Heavenly Vein Ninth Level clan, gripping his martial sword, said somewhat unwillingly, "Forget it, I won't fight for the position of commander. I'll just become the general."

"I can't afford to offend them. My sacred treasure hasn't even been opened yet, and it's already blocked."

……

The older generation of the clan watching from above were only slightly older than those below, but some of them were actually weaker than the clansmen below.

An awkward age meets awkward skill. I wanted to offer my opinion, but alas, my own abilities are insufficient. I can't even see through the junior's methods, so all I can say is "impressive."

"Come and drink!"

"That's my son, hahaha..."

……

The tribal alliance established five large camps in Yongyi, requiring warriors from within the tribe to serve as commanders.

Although the clan has not yet announced how many people are needed, it is conceivable that there is a limit to the number of commander-level positions.

To be promoted to the Divine Treasury for meritorious service, one must first seize the opportunity to gain recognition.

This competition was for the purpose of selecting a commander.

From the treetops in the distance, Volcano and Huo Zhang were also watching the fight.

"Chieftain, something's not right."

Volcano asked, "How many quasi-gods were there in the clan's last census of combat strength?"

“One hundred and thirty-three people,” Huo Zhang replied immediately. “There are also about one hundred people who could reach the combat power of a quasi-god realm at any time.”

The volcano fell silent for a moment.

To put it bluntly, the combat power of the Quasi-God Realm is not a realm; they are all at the same realm. There is a difference between the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm and the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm.

Theoretically speaking, among martial artists at the same Heavenly Meridian Ninth Level, the one with stronger blood energy will be stronger in combat.

However, this is only in theory. In reality, the combat power of the Blazing Flame Tribe members mainly comes from the Wild Beast Battle Body. Without engaging in actual combat, it is still quite difficult to judge the combat power of the Quasi-God.

"These kids are hiding something, what are they all up to!"

The volcano also noticed that some of its clansmen had already reached the level of quasi-divine warriors, but they had not been assessed by the three ancestors of Luoshui.

Go to the Three Ancestors of Luoshui for trials. If you pass, it will be recorded. If you don't go, it won't be recorded.

However, some people, who have improved in the last few years, have already reached the critical point. In addition, they have heard the news of the tribal alliance conference, so they will not be stingy with resources and will upgrade themselves to the level of a quasi-god-level warrior in one go.

The two fighters continued their duel until night fell and the lights came on.

The number of clansmen with the combat strength of quasi-god realm has reached 1043, of which only 67 were previously recorded.

"Elder, have someone recalculate the cultivation status of the clansmen."

……

a few days later.

On Shen Can's desk was a leather scroll with three data points on it.

Within five years, the number of quasi-divine level warriors reached 947.

The number of martial artists at the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm has increased by another 3,760.

Nine people were promoted from the Divine Treasury.

The ratio between clansmen who have advanced to the Divine Treasury and those who are qualified to advance to the Divine Treasury is too large.

Five years ago, it was precisely the Zhiyan tribe that was preparing to welcome other tribes to the alliance meeting.

Originating from humble beginnings, Zhiyan has never been stingy with cultivation resources since emerging from the mountains and forests. His only thought is to become stronger and continue to expand and acquire more.

To avoid the situation where people die before their flesh and elixir are consumed, this fine tradition has now been inherited.

The best meat and the best ribs were used to the fullest.

The clansmen sensed that something big was going on within the clan, and each of them seized the opportunity precisely.

"Ayu, where is the clan leader?"

"The clan leader discussed matters such as establishing the Alliance War Merit Hall and the merit system with the elders in the clan hall."

Shen Can grabbed the animal skin scroll and walked out of the side hall of the ancestral temple. The clan's power was expanding faster than expected.

It's conceivable that the number of clansmen advancing to the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein will continue to increase, so we must act in advance.

(End of this chapter)