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

Chapter 51 Picking Up a Bargain? I Earn a Living Through My Own Skills (Please Read On)
Detained in a cave.

While Huotang was busy outside, Shen Can was also busy in the tribe.

These days, he comes to be close to Fu every day.

Just when we thought the secrets had been pretty much uncovered, we never expected that his experience of cultivating in the Lingyu tribe was the real treasure that laid the foundation for the tribe.

Through Fu's words, I learned that what he called spiritual perception was actually called divine consciousness or witchcraft consciousness.

Only those with strong spiritual power are suitable for practicing witchcraft.

The manifestation of a person's strong spiritual sense is more like intuitive perception, such as being able to focus intently on sensing the surroundings of their body late at night.

However, this feeling is vague, and only through practicing witchcraft can this ability be gradually enhanced.

Similarly, when a martial artist reaches the Heavenly Meridian Realm, due to the surge of blood energy, they will also begin to sense their surroundings.

The boys of the Lingyu tribe will undergo three assessments between the ages of ten and fifteen.

The assessment method involved entering a specially made bronze black house.

There will be different objects inside the house, and the ability to sense them in the dark will be used to determine whether someone has the potential to practice witchcraft.

After passing the exam, one will enter the Witch Temple as an apprentice. After three to five years of apprenticeship, one will determine their personal direction in witchcraft.

The choice made by the guild was to engage in a magical duel.

When advancing to the first tier of wizards, Fu Fu's divine sense could vaguely perceive the situation within two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters). When advancing to the second tier of wizards, this perception intensity reached five zhang (approximately 6.6 meters).

He was subsequently detained for many years, which damaged his health and caused him to decline.

Shen Can deduced that although Wei Fu had advanced to the second-tier wizard level, he had not actually practiced much second-tier wizardry and was just a second-tier figurehead.

Even if he's just a figurehead, he's still been trained by the Lingyu tribe's sorcerers for five years.

Over the course of five years, he rotated through the temple to study various basic witchcrafts. Even if he didn't learn them all, he must have at least dabbled in them.

Wu Wen can probably remember a few, right? Shen Can is not only not picky now, but he also wants to open his heart to Fu Fu so that he can build the Zhī Yán tribe's own Wu Temple.

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

Fu Fu stared wide-eyed at Shen Can.

"I am a mutated Lingyu bloodline, and I cannot tolerate such humiliation!"

"Snapped!"

After the slap, Fu Hu returned to normal.

Shen Can said, "I'm interested in your experience in the Witch Temple."

Fu was taken aback and asked, "You've learned the Spirit Response Technique?"

He didn't believe Shen Can could learn it. Not to mention Shen Can, even the most talented sorcerer of the Lingyu tribe couldn't learn it.

Because what he told Shen Can was wrong.

If he can't learn it no matter how hard he tries, shouldn't he take the lead?

Otherwise, how could they find the ironwood boat to search for the missing martial arts techniques?

Once he gets out...

Shen Can remained calm and did not expose Fu Fu's knowledge of spiritual response techniques.

Even a mistake is better than nothing. It's not a problem that you're so self-righteous, but that you're afraid of keeping quiet.

"We'll talk about spiritual powers later. First, tell me about your experience practicing witchcraft."

"Haven't learned it yet," Fu thought to herself, then said, "Give me something to eat first."

He didn't want to endure any more torture.

He said he'd let them learn witchcraft, but the little tribe's savages actually thought they could learn it.

The Lingyu Water Control Book is a monumental work, with its basic section covering numerous chapters. The Lingyu Department's five-year apprenticeship was designed to determine which type of cultivation was suitable for them.

He spent five years in the Witch Temple, going through many twists and turns before finally choosing to study combat witchcraft. It wasn't that he didn't want to learn other things; he simply didn't have the talent for them.

The more Shen Can learns, the more he won't learn, and in the end, he'll have to rely on him even more.

"Back then, when I measured my spiritual strength and found that I could cultivate as a witch, I studied the spiritual plant school in the witch temple during my first year. At that time, I mainly learned the cloud and rain technique, which is actually somewhat related to the water control technique."

"Actually, I'm a little curious about how you learned the art of water manipulation," said Fu.

"I'll learn it just by watching you demonstrate."

Fu was stunned for a moment, "You're a genius."

"The Cloud and Rain Technique consists of twelve spells, including nine spells related to the Water Control Technique."

……

into the night.

You tried to cast the Cloud and Rain spell time and time again, but after half a year you still couldn't get the hang of it. You decisively abandoned the spell's rune sequence and began to deduce it anew.

[In the tenth year, you successfully performed the Cloud and Rain Technique, and as expected, Wei Fu tripped you up.]

Shen Can woke up on the stone bed.

He earned two more underived spells, all within ten years of his lifespan.

The Spirit Response Technique in the Weapon Forging Chapter and the Cloud and Rain Technique in the Spirit Plant Chapter are both basic applied witchcraft techniques, not bad at all.

Let the dog enjoy his freedom for a few more days.

……

Ten days later.

The first intelligence report concerning the Upper Yellow Division was sent back.

"The Shanghuang tribe has located the shipwreck and has collected many fragments of the ironwood ship." "The entire tribe is working at full speed to produce 10,000 jin of thick iron, which they plan to exchange for goods at the Copper Shell Market."

Shen Can unfolded the animal skin scroll in his hand and saw its contents.

The intelligence was personally delivered by Fire Monkey, while Fire Clan is still lurking in the Upper Yellow Division.

No wonder the Shanghuang tribe didn't appear after the plague; they had something more important to do.

"It seems we won't get a share of that sunken ironwood ship nearby," Huo Xian sighed after reading the message.

They thought the natural disaster was a stepping stone for the Blazing Flame Tribe, but Shanghuang wasn't unlucky either, and he also gained a great opportunity.

The message sent back by Huotang said that the Shanghuang tribe numbered three times that of Zhiyan, and even the number of mining slaves was two thousand.

"Master, do you know where this Copper Shell Market is?"

"I don't know," Huo Xian shook his head.

"Even the Upper Yellow Division only has crude iron to use for bartering, what do we have?"

What we have, other tribes also have. Besides, given our tribe's strength at the time, we weren't capable of going to the market.

"Ah Tang hasn't come back either. It seems he wants to learn more about Shanghuang."

Upon hearing this, Shen Can chuckled. Shang Huangbu would never guess that Huo Tang would be so shameless as to eavesdrop.

However, the Uesugi tribe had already taken the lead on the sunken ship, and the only way to seize it would be to start a war with the Uesugi tribe.

Shen Can roughly calculated the strength of both sides and concluded that unless the Blazing Flame Tribe could secretly enter the Upper Yellow Tribe and administer anesthetic to them.

Otherwise, he would have bet that the Blazing Flame Division would have been defeated.

The nearby shipwreck has been excavated, and Osawa has no way to search for it in the short term, so it seems that the spiritual response technique he learned is useless.

"wrong."

Shen Can quickly realized what was happening.

Even if the Upper Yellow Division has twice as many years of inheritance as the Blazing Flame Division, if it can offset his cheat-like status, then his cheat-like status would be wasted.

Even though the ironwood ship was broken and scattered to pieces, fragments still drifted to the Blazing Flame Tribe, spreading over a vast area. The Upper Yellow Tribe mostly used a human wave tactic to find the ironwood ship fragments.

In such a large area, can the upper part of the sulfur filter be thoroughly cleaned?

Shen Can felt that luck was too ephemeral, and now he wanted to rely on his abilities.

"Digging holes everywhere? Who can compare to me in digging?"

……

More than ten days later.

Shipwreck Hill.

The terrain here is gentler, but the area of ​​the undulating mountain ranges is quite large.

An impact mark stretching for about a mile appeared on the western side of this hilly area.

The terrain is winding and crisscrossed with ravines, which easily prevents the erosion of turbulent floods, allowing the broken pieces of the ironwood boat to slowly sink to the bottom of the water.

Before my eyes, this area is filled with pits and ravines of all sizes.

The clansmen who came with Shen Can stared blankly at the place that looked like it had been dug up by wild boars.

Only when you actually arrive at the location can you see how hard the Shanghuang Department has worked; they've practically cultivated the entire area.

"Temple, can we still find something?"

"It's even worse than scavenging. Why don't they just move this whole mountain to their tribe?" Volcano scratched his head and looked at Shen Can. "Ah Can, what do you suggest we do?"

……

"dig!"

With a wave of his hand, Shen Can cast a spell to activate his spiritual response technique.

A misty fog appeared before me, shimmering with iridescent colors in the sunlight, before falling towards the earth below.

If there are buried magical artifacts or fragments underground, the seven-colored mist will be quickly absorbed.

Before the mist dissipated, Shen Can would move on to the next location, marking each place he had explored with a wooden pole.

Furthermore, he would also use his divine sense to sense things, but unfortunately, the effect was not good and it could only be used as an auxiliary method.

Before long, fluctuations appeared, eliciting surprise and delight from the tribespeople.

But when it was dug out, it was just a fragment the size of a palm.

after one day.

"Get up, everyone, I'll dig!"

After digging out only small fragments, Volcano started digging deeper with his knife.

With a clang, a black fish-scale ring-pommel sword was revealed, and the sword in Volcano's hand snapped in two.

"Ha, what a fine knife."

Volcano flung the knife from his hand, grabbed the ring-pommel sword from the mud, and wiped the mud off his clothes.

"Ah Chan, it's a witch soldier!"

Shen Can was above, being guarded by four 'bodyguards'.

If danger arises, the four men's task is to carry him and run.

Unfortunately, as everyone knows, the temple's inhabitants are not in ideal physical condition.

Shen Can also felt that he should keep his martial arts training a secret for a while, so that he might be able to use it to his advantage against others someday.

(End of this chapter)