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

Chapter 38 The Junior Generation 'Yan': External Expansion (Please continue reading)

With a new celestial vein within the tribe, Huotang can now venture out more safely, exploring the terrain of more distant areas for the tribe.

The reason why the Shanghuang tribe was able to span three thousand miles was not because of a single Heavenly Vein warrior, but because of the gradual expansion by generations of Heavenly Vein warriors.

Which mountains can be traversed, which places have swamps that need to be avoided, and which parts of the great river are safe to cross.

They have a map.

The true strength of a tribe is not simply about having an additional Celestial Vein; it also requires control over the region.

Shanghuangbu has taken a small step forward in martial arts compared to Zhiyan, but he has also hit a bottleneck.

"The plague has been over for so long, the strength of the Upper Yellow Tribe should have come out to plunder long ago. It's strange that they haven't appeared yet. Could it be that they were really injured in the plague?"

Zhiyan can be said to be the first among the surrounding tribes to extensively collect the remnants of nearby tribes after the plague ended.

If the upper abdomen is not severely injured, you should go out to get it scraped.

At this moment, the volcano spoke up, "Perhaps the plague is more widespread than we imagine. The Upper Yellow Tribe can't contain it all and doesn't care about tribes like ours that live deep in the mountains."

"Who cares? Let's just focus on our own development."

"Shang Huang is used to being arrogant and domineering. We are not afraid of them now, but we still have to be careful. It's better to be safe than sorry."

Huotang pondered for a moment and said, "I only need to take a small group with me when I go out. We must remain vigilant about the tribe's defenses at all times."

"By the way, let's discuss what generational names to use for the younger generation in the tribe."

"These dolls are the hope for the future of our tribe. After three hundred years, our Blazing Flame tribe has finally ushered in an opportunity for development. How about we use the name Blazing Flame as a generational name?"

He kept holding the animal skin scroll and the pen, his mouth burning with spiciness.

His words were agreed upon by the two clan elders, Huo Yu and Huo Yun.

These dolls are different from them; their martial arts training no longer uses the old tempering methods, but rather a new, improved method.

Furthermore, the tribe has gained its first shaman and a dual-talent warrior, signifying the flourishing of the Blazing Flame.

“The character ‘炎’ means rising flames, which fits the prosperous scene of our tribe, so let’s use ‘炎’ for the generation.”

Several elders of the clan echoed their words, and Shen Can silently looked around, realizing that the old men had already communicated in advance.

He doesn't care about seniority; the main thing is to distinguish between generations.

Use inflammation if you want.

The tribal council around the campfire lasted for quite some time before everyone dispersed.

Huo Xian returned to his ear piercing and continued taking notes by the light.

Shen Can glanced at it but didn't disturb it. Huo Xian now had a new hobby: recording clan history.

If this tradition is passed down gradually, perhaps the clan will eventually have its own historian.

Some positions don't need to be deliberately arranged; they will gradually evolve into systems simply because they exist.

Back to the ear piercing.

Shen Can let out a long sigh of relief.

Next, he thought about sorting out the details of martial arts from the Mountain Opening Realm to the Heavenly Vein Realm.

He currently has two test subjects, his two clan uncles, Volcano and Huoqi.

The volcano clan uncle is naturally more talented, and he hasn't yet realized that his Qi has reached a bottleneck in growth.

Huo Qi's uncle fared much worse. Despite the same month of training, his qi had increased the least, so this failure was not unexpected for Shen Can.

We'll wait until he recovers to see if his deductions about the efficacy of the byproducts of the witchcraft are proven.

As usual, lying on the stone bed, Shen Can began his daily witchcraft deductions.

【Shouyuan: 243】

A third-tier wild beast has a lifespan of 473 years. It took him 230 years to deduce the third-tier neutralizing witch medicine formula and the neutralizing anesthetic formula, and he poisoned himself to death countless times within the sacrificial cauldron space.

Judging from the sacrificial beasts, Shen Can discovered that the exotic beasts had relatively long lifespans.

That second-tier Heluo fish granted him over three hundred years of lifespan. Compared to wild beasts, the lifespan of the tribe members like Zhiyan is far too short.

The next morning, the entire tribe came back to life.

A group of tribesmen carried farming tools out of the village and began to repair fields, weed, and irrigate outside the mountains.

Farming in the Great Wilderness also depends on the weather. It's not entirely true that the farming techniques are very advanced, but they are much better than slash-and-burn agriculture.

Some of the tribesmen began to travel far away, searching for medicinal herbs in the mountains and fields.

Shen Can got up early and started getting busy.

Before dawn, Huotang led a group of warriors in their forties and fifties, skilled in splitting mountains and rocks, away from the tribe.

They didn't eat the third-tier beast blood either, saying they were reserved for the young people and children in the clan.

Although the number of warriors at all levels in the tribal martial arts system is disproportionate due to the sudden surge in meat and beast blood, it would be foolish not to hoard resources.

Huo Tang deliberately took away older martial artists, so the number of hunting team members remained almost unchanged, allowing the hunting team to stay at home and cultivate their internal strength.

Shen Can's initial idea was simple: to train all the members of the hunting team into martial artists first.

This goal is not difficult, because we have Tier 3 beast blood.

Possessing the power of the wilderness is enough to become a martial artist; the blood of a third-tier wilderness beast contains immense energy.

Even if diluted dozens of times, it's enough for ordinary people to break through their bottlenecks.

Only with enough Stone-Splitting Realm warriors can Mountain-Opening Realm warriors emerge from among them.

As the leader of the hunting party, Huoshan divided the three hundred men into three teams of one hundred each, with each team leader given the title of "Zu Bo" (卒伯). Shen Can, as a temple deity, naturally used the diluted third-tier beast blood first as a sign of respect.

He no longer oversees the hunting team's training and has handed things over to Volcano.

During the day, Huoshan practiced with the hunting team members, and in the evening, he would return to Shen Can to report on the progress of his and his own cultivation.

As for Uncle Huoqi, he was a bit different. He lived in a cave next to the ancestral temple, which made it easier for Shen Can to observe his recuperation.

Shen Can is now relying on the cooperation of his two uncles, along with his own cultivation, to make a detailed verification of the specific cultivation details between the Mountain Opening Realm and the Heavenly Vein Realm.

……

Early in the morning, Shen Can, after munching on bibimbap while holding his nose, began practicing Kui Niu Fist inside his ear canal.

After performing the Kui Niu Fist several times, a thought came to mind.

Priest: Shen Can

Sacrificial vessel: sacrificial tripod

Martial Arts Realm: Mountain Opening Realm (Power of the Twenty-Five Desolate Elements)
Life span: 160
Then, he grabbed the wooden bow that Huotang was about to advance to the Heavenly Vein, gathering his strength in both hands.

With a "clang," the wooden bow moved slightly, as a sign of respect.

Can't open.

Shen Can put the bow back on the shelf. He had previously assumed that the range of Qi for advancing to the Heavenly Vein level was likely a multiple of nine.

He is now not far from reaching the level of the Twenty-Seven Desolate Power.

Clearly, even three times the power of the Nine Desolations couldn't draw this bow.

The next step is to use four times the power of the Nine Desolations.

When he first became a martial artist at the Mountain Opening Realm, he possessed the divine power of returning all transformations to oneness.

By eating scraps of ordinary beast meat and millet rice, and taking into account the occasional time he couldn't cultivate, Shen Can could increase his Desolate Power by about one level every six or seven days on average.

Later, the food was changed to meat from high-level wild beasts, which further enhanced the effects.

Although later, due to events such as plagues, cultivation time was reduced, the quality and effects of high-grade wild beast meat offset the reduction in cultivation time.

On average, it still takes six or seven days to increase the strength of the wilderness.

This situation changed after he acquired the power of the Eighteen Desolations, and Shen Can found that the consumption of energy had increased exponentially.

Under the same conditions of increasing the power of one Desolate, the amount of meat consumed for each additional Desolate after the Eighteen Desolates is one and a half to two times that before the Eighteen Desolates.

This extended the time required to improve one level of power to about eleven or twelve days.

However, after adding the third-tier fish blood rice, the energy contained in the high-tier beast meat further shortened the cultivation time.

Eating the same third-tier fish blood mixed with rice greatly weakened the effect of his Myriad Transformations to One Divine Power.

The more scarce high-level resources are, the more miraculous the effect of the "return to oneness" phenomenon becomes when low-level resources are needed to achieve a high-quality transformation.

Based on his current cultivation progress, it will take him at most three months to reach the Thirty-Six Desolate Powers, and that's with a generous timeframe in mind.

The only problem is that the quantity of Tier 3 fish blood rice is limited; even if you eat as much as you want, you won't be able to eat it for many days.

I wonder how the clan chief fared when he went out.

……

A little over a month later, the scorching east was bathed in heat.

Two figures moved swiftly through the mountains, their bodies covered in mud. Apart from their weapons, everything else they carried was wrapped in soft animal hides, making very little noise when they clattered together.

The two quickly arrived at a cave.

"Chief, there is no great river ahead, but instead a marshland. We tried to get in and got stuck. It's different from what we see on the map."

Huotang put down the maps in his hand.

When we came out this time, we brought with us the maps of the other tribes we had collected, and we kept getting new maps from the tribes we found along the way.

Unfortunately, the landscape and map have changed slightly after the flood.

As for whether the map was wrong or the flood changed the landscape, there's no point in worrying about it.

According to this map, there should be a major river flowing north and south ahead.

On the riverbank, near the mountains, there is a tribe called Zeji.

When gathering resources, the most time-saving and labor-saving method is to go directly to the location.

Unfortunately, the map in my hand suddenly became useless.

The great river turned into a swamp, and the tribe disappeared.

"Go around to the next tribe location."

The group walked out of the cave in an orderly fashion, with Huotang leading the way. They arrived at the swamp and began heading north to bypass it.

However, after wandering around for more than ten days, mud and water surged in the mountains.

Huotang stood atop a small hill, gazing southeast into the distance.

The view is of vast expanses of water, with mountains and rivers intertwined.

"Chieftain, according to the clan records, Da Ye Ze is five thousand li to the east of our tribe. It seems we haven't even traveled three thousand li yet."

　In the military system of the pre-Qin, Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the commander of a hundred men was called "Zuzhang" or "Zubo", and below a hundred men was the system of ten and five.

　　
　
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