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

Chapter 353 Pioneering and Inheritance
The year 37,803 of the Shan Hai calendar.

The watery regions of southern Yongzhou.

In the morning, a misty rain fell, and the raindrops pattered down on the village and its surroundings, submerging the mountains and fields.

At the foot of the mountains, houses made of stone and wood stand in a row, with raincoats hanging under the eaves, and dripping water filling the pottery jars below.

This is the Pushui tribe.

Early in the morning, coupled with continuous rain, the tribe was less busy than usual, and a rhythmic creaking sound came from a stilted house.

"Is it okay or not!"

"Is it okay or not!"

"Ah! Yes! Yes! My mother is here!"

The sound rose and fell continuously, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes melodious, attracting seven or eight little children downstairs to gather, who pricked up their ears to listen and giggled.

After a long while, the door to the stilt house opened quickly, and a burly figure wearing animal skin shorts stepped out. More than a dozen scars could be seen on his body, including arrow wounds, sword wounds, and gunshot wounds.

He held a few wild fruits in his hand and raised his hand to hit the children downstairs, causing them to scatter and run away in a panic, ignoring the rain.

"Run! The young clan leader is going to beat someone up!"

He ran while shouting, "Was it a hit? Yes!"

"Young clan leader, what do you mean by 'yes' or 'no'?"

Some children slipped and fell to the ground, but quickly got up and continued running.

Seeing the dolls stop in the distance, Qi Qian pretended to be angry and jumped down from the stilt house, pretending to chase after the dolls, which frightened the dolls so much that they ran away frantically.

Seeing this, Qi Qian turned and headed towards the tribal ancestral hall.

More than 20 years ago, the Pushui tribe was just an ordinary low-grade tribe with only three people with the Heavenly Vein, all of whom were at the early stage of the Heavenly Vein.

But everything changed after the establishment of the Human Alliance and the recruitment of warriors from various tribes as soldiers.

Although the alliance was attended by the Bo tribes and had nothing to do with the Pu River, the nearby Zhi River Bo tribe, located in the southern border of Yongzhou and near the river, acted in accordance with the alliance rules, giving small tribes from various places the opportunity to join the alliance's soldiers.

From then on, Qi Qian led more than three hundred able-bodied men from his clan to join the Alliance warriors.

He participated in small-scale harassment battles against the Huan Tou tribe, the battle of the Tu Lou ancestral land, and the battle of the Mu Jiang tribe, and has rich experience in battle.

So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Of the more than 300 young and strong ethnic minorities who joined the Alliance Warriors back then, less than 100 remain. Among them, more than half are those who retired due to serious injuries and returned to their clans.

However, thanks to this opportunity, the Pushui tribe has now become a superior tribe, and he, as the young chieftain of the tribe, has been able to advance to the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm.

In addition to being enshrined in the ancestral temple within the tribe, the fallen members of the tribe are also enshrined in the Alliance Heroes Temple. In their own ancestral temple, there are also sixty merit plaques from the Tulou, Huantou, and Mujiang tribes.

Each sign represents a captured alien head.

These medals were placed under the ancestral shrine.

Upon arriving outside the clan hall, Qi Qian saw that his father was already there. Qi Yu frowned upon seeing Qi Qian's arrival.

"You finally come back, what are you doing up so early? Go do what you're supposed to be doing."

Upon hearing this, Qi Qian's legs went weak. "Father, please spare me! I've only been back for a day, and you've already arranged five wives for me. Even a beast wouldn't be this ruthless."

"That won't do. What if I don't see ten grandchildren next year..."

At this point, Qi Yu thought for a moment and realized he couldn't force his eldest son like that, so he continued, "I've had the clan prepare a nourishing soup for you, made with the finest old herbs gathered from the mountains. Now you can go back to your residence."

For the next few days after you return, you won't need to go down the stilt house; I'll arrange for someone to deliver your food and supplies upstairs.

You need to hurry up. I heard that since you came back, tribes from all the surrounding villages have been sending women to our village. You can't handle just five already.

Think about how difficult it was for our Pu River people to marry women from other tribes back then. Don't be so ungrateful now, hurry up and go back.

"Hmm... the Huan Tou tribe has retreated far away. After I finish dealing with my tribe's affairs, I'll go check out the waters and catch a few old turtles for you to eat."

"Dad, are you crazy!"

Qi Qian leaned against the door frame. Although the things on the couch were quite nice, it wouldn't do to keep doing them forever!

Seeing that Qi Yu was about to speak, Qi Qian quickly said, "Father, listen to me, I'm not leaving again this time!"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yu was shocked and was about to lose his temper.

"Why didn't you tell me about something this big sooner?"

The rise of the Pushui clan was due to Qi Qian leading hundreds of clansmen in their struggle within the Human Alliance.

After his initial shock, Qi Yu suddenly suppressed his anger and murmured, "It's better if you don't go. You are the young clan leader, and the clan needs you to succeed him."

The reason he went to such lengths to ensure Qi Qian had offspring was precisely because he feared Qi Qian would become a deity in the ancestral temple.

"How can you blame me? I just got back and you've already stuffed five women into my hands. I haven't seen a woman in all these years in the barracks."

Qi Qian rolled his eyes. How could he be blamed for this?

"Father, listen to me, there's a reason I came back this time."

“Father, I am already at the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm, but I know my own situation. Look at the injuries here. I will never have the chance to advance to the Divine Treasure Realm in this lifetime.”

As he spoke, Qi Qian pointed to his abdomen, where there was a gunshot wound that went right through him.

Qi Yu stared at Qi Qian's abdominal injury for a long time before suddenly turning his head away and closing his eyes.

"Father, it's alright. At least I came back alive. I'm just a mere Celestial Vein Warrior. I followed the Alliance across the Giant Mountain Range and traveled across millions of miles of land. Tell me, many years ago, which superior tribe of humans had such an opportunity? Even the warriors of the Bo tribe in Yongzhou didn't have this possibility."

Qi Qian stood tall and straight, his expression showing no signs of dejection, but rather an air of pride that came from having surveyed the mountains and rivers.

Over the years of serving as a soldier in the Alliance, Qi Qian has shed the petty mentality of a minor tribal chief and his words and actions now reflect the values ​​of the Human Alliance.

"By the way, I came back this time to become the clan chief."

"Father, you're getting old, let me do it."

Qi Yu, who had just been remarking on how much his son had grown up and how training him with the Human Alliance had truly been a great experience, opened his mouth and looked at Qi Qian in astonishment.

“Father, I’m not discussing this with you. The alliance is not the same as it was more than 20 years ago. If we want to help Bobu succeed, I, Pushui, must also make changes.”

I have already applied to the Alliance's Reclamation Bureau for an imperial decree, and I, Pu Shui, will be relocated to Yunzhou to reclaim wasteland!
It's alright if my generation can't produce a divine treasure; as long as the next generation of Pushui can, that's fine.

"With the combined strength of three generations of the Pu River people, we have made this a great success for the Bo tribe. Father, do you think you can do it?"

Seeing that Qi Yu had not yet recovered from his shock, Qi Qian continued, "Father, don't worry. I have a few good brothers in the alliance who would risk their lives for me. They have also applied for the reclamation order. We can take care of each other when the time comes."

"Although Yunzhou is dangerous, it also has many opportunities. Wild beasts roam everywhere, and many of the mineral veins there are unclaimed. As long as we can mine them, after handing over 30% to the alliance, the rest will belong to Pushui."

"In addition, I will reform the clan's cultivation rules and send some of the clan's youths who have not entered the martial arts academy to the martial arts camps of various military camps to cultivate and learn battle formations, using military cultivation methods to train them."

Qi Qian talked a lot, including many changes within the alliance.

With the alliance unifying the north and south of the Giant Mountain Range, large-scale battles ceased, but small-scale clearing operations of the surrounding jungles continued.

Meanwhile, new regulations were introduced for recruitment within the alliance. Various camps could recruit young people and train them from a young age to build a reserve force for alliance soldiers. This training wasn't about competing with martial arts academies for talent; those academies only recruited martial artists with cultivation talent, and most of the talented youths from various tribes had already entered them, leaving many still unrecruited.

These young men still have potential to be nurtured; they will learn how to be good soldiers and master the art of warfare.

Unless an emergency major battle occurs in the future, the plan to urgently conscript warriors from various departments as soldiers will not be initiated.

"My son, can you do it?" Qi Yu hesitated.

"Do you want to make Bobu successful?"

"Of course I do."

"How can we achieve success without hard work?"

Qi Qian's words seemed to have a magical power, causing Qi Yu's heart to flutter.

"Dad, you can just help me from now on, I'll take care of the rest."

"From now on, in front of the clansmen, you shall call me the clan chief; when we are alone, I shall call you father."

Clang!
Qi Yu finally realized what was happening and drew his broadsword.

"Rebel!"

After cursing, Qi Yu threw down the knife and sighed, "Fine, you've grown wings, I can't control you anymore. From now on, you're my father."

"It's not that we're being too formal," Qi Qian waved his hand.

"Clang!" Qi Yu drew his broadsword again. "You unfilial son, you really dare to think like that."

"Hurry up and get back. I've had the tribe prepare a super nourishing soup for you. Even if you don't return to the Alliance Warmaster, you've been away from the tribe for so many years. Now, I'll make up for the lost time."

"You're the real dad, I'll go catch a turtle for you right now."

"Catch a few more, so that when we move to Yunzhou, we won't be unable to find little bastards like you!"

Qi Yu left the clan hall in a huff and quickly disappeared into the misty rain.

Qi Qian scratched his head, sighed, and walked towards the stilt house. He knew that this had upset his father, who had been forced to step down immediately. He needed to give him some time to recover.

Back at the stilt house, we saw seven or eight tribesmen carrying bronze cauldrons. Even though they were covered, steam was still rising from them, releasing a strong medicinal smell.

"Young clan leader, please have breakfast."

"This is a bag for all kinds of animals."

The first bronze cauldron was opened, and inside, a chaotic flurry of spears and volleys of bullets piled up like a mountain.

"Send them all to my room."

The migration of the Pushui tribe began a month later, with the Kaihuang Division directly dispatching flying boats to assist in the migration.

As the tribes began their migration, the newly appointed chieftain Qi Qian went to the Alliance's Temple of Heroes to retrieve the reclamation order.

This migration to Yunzhou was very large, with more than 130 superior tribes and ten bo tribes moving out of Yongzhou.

It is worth mentioning that this tribal migration was not ordered by the Alliance.

Instead, after unifying the north and south of the Juyue Mountains, a group of soldiers retired and returned to their clans, and spontaneously came up with the idea of ​​migrating.

Having followed the Alliance across mountains and valleys and experienced numerous battles, the soldiers' perspectives are now vastly different from when they were hiding in the mountains.

Yongzhou has a large population and many tribes, but Yunzhou is a land once cultivated by humans, though few humans live and thrive there now.

Even though there are wild beasts and remnants of plague in this region now, once the wild beasts are driven out and the plague is resolved, the new ancestral land will gain more than ten times the resources it has in Yongzhou.

The Alliance's Wilderness Patrol Division, Wilderness Reclamation Division, Military Hall, Medicine Hall, Agriculture Hall, and so on will extend a helping hand to the migrating tribes, ensuring that each tribe can settle down in Yunzhou after migrating there.

The migration mobilized more than 50 million people, and with the nearly 20 million people now gathered in Yunzhou, Yunzhou now has at least 70 million people.

These migrating superior tribes settled in places that were either former territory of the Bo tribe in Yunzhou or places rich in source energy.

It can be said that leaving Yongyi opens up a world of possibilities.

After several years of busy work before and after the migration, the various tribes finally took root in Yunzhou, built ancestral temples, repaired clan lands, drove away wild beasts, and cultivated farmland. Yunzhou also began to show initial signs of prosperity.

While arranging for some tribes to migrate and reclaim wasteland, the Alliance's transport teams carrying minerals from various places also continued to transport resources for building large formations into the Giant Mountain Range.

Every year, a large number of the witch rune craftsmen trained in various places pass the assessment and enter the Giant Mountain Range to participate in the construction of formations.

Throughout the entire Juyue Mountain Range, streaks of light can be seen everywhere, and pillars of starlight fall from the sky.

Everyone is working overtime and keeping busy.

……

Alliance Hall of Heroes.

A grand ceremony had just concluded, and veterans, wizards, sorcerers, descendants of heroes, and others from all over the Alliance were being transported back to their respective homelands by Alliance airships.

The sacrificial ceremonies have become a regular practice, and those who return to their respective departments will become the best promoters of the alliance.

After the ceremony, Shen Can left the Temple of Heroes and headed towards the Juyue Mountains.

During this period, he sensed the energy of a breakthrough.

To advance from the early stage of the fifth rank to the middle stage, in addition to absorbing source power and accumulating blood energy, one must also awaken the spirit in one's stone form and give it sentience.

This is the bottleneck that holds most fifth-tier martial artists back. Accumulating blood energy allows one to consume precious medicines and refine source stones, enabling one's own stone form to become spiritual. This requires one's own comprehension.

Shen Can's lack wasn't in comprehension; his main deficiency was in time for cultivation. Cultivation isn't about cramming; it requires daily diligence and gradual progress.

Even if he cultivates much faster than others at the same level, he still needs time to mature.

This time it's a double celebration: not only am I about to break through to the mid-stage of the fifth rank, but my giant beast clone is also about to complete its final transformation.

Before attempting the breakthrough, Shen Can planned to inspect the construction of the grand formation within the giant mountain to prevent any errors during the breakthrough.

Just as they left Valhalla, they heard a cow mooing behind them; Volcano had caught up.

"Ah Chan, I have something to say."

Seeing the volcano's serious demeanor, Shen Can headed towards the Temple of Heroes.

"Ah Can, I want to refine my fossil form to advance to the fifth rank."

Volcano looked at Shen Can and said, word by word.

"Yan Song has surpassed others and advanced to the late stage of the Divine Treasury Realm. Yan Jiang has also cultivated to the peak of the mid-stage of the Divine Treasury Realm and is about to advance to the late stage of the Divine Treasury Realm."

Within the clan, over a thousand members of the Yan generation have advanced to the mid-stage of the Divine Treasury realm.

Now that the alliance has unified the Giant Mountain Range, our main goal, barring large-scale external wars, is to recuperate and rebuild.

If I remain in the position of clan leader for another few decades or even a hundred years, then the Yan generation will be able to take on the main responsibility, and the position of clan leader will be passed on to the Yan son generation.

Then, I'll take a good rest too.

(End of this chapter)