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

Chapter 71 Six Heavenly Veins, Seven Witches, and 30,000 Subjects (Please continue reading)

Priest: Shen Can

Martial Arts Realm: Power of a Hundred Desolations

Shen Can slowly withdrew his fist, and the kui patterns that had appeared on his arms disappeared.

He tried to mobilize his energy again and discovered that the Kui patterns could appear or disappear at his will.

Seeing this, he finally relaxed.

First came the scene of the 魭涭, then the scene of deducing the Kui Lei Chang Qing Gong, and now he has even developed Kui patterns while practicing his fist.

Martial arts and witchcraft both originated from wild beasts, so this change seems to make sense.

Even if there are mutations, they can only be resolved later.

It took him more than two years to go from 80 to 100 Desolate Power, especially after the clan was allowed to enter the Great Swamp to hunt aquatic beasts, and they were fed the best food.

This clearly demonstrates how difficult it will be to make further improvements.

This applies not only to Shen Can, but also to the warriors of the Lingyu tribe.

The power of the seventy-two desolate forces is a threshold; if one continues to simply rely on internal energy to improve strength, the cost will increase exponentially.

"Plu".

Seeing that Shen Can had finished cultivating, the dragon whisker carp shook its head and a fruit flew out of the water, which Shen Can caught in its hand.

“There aren’t enough fruits in the nearby mountains for you to eat, so I’ve already asked my people to plant fruit trees for you.”

Shen Can grabbed a piece of fruit and took a bite. Besides eating fruit, this dragonfish also ate the marrow essence of wild beasts.

In short, wild beasts will eat wherever they can find food.

After more than two years of training, the arowana seems to have become attached to the scorching heat.

Its crimson-gold scales had turned black, making it look no different from an ordinary aquatic beast at first glance.

It seemed to know it was different from others, and after interacting with its tribesmen extensively, it dressed itself up in a simple manner.

Whenever they encounter members of their tribe, they let whoever offers them fruit touch it, without any restraint.

"Rest for a few days before going into the Great Swamp."

Shen Can left the cave and headed towards the ancestral temple.

Inside the ancestral temple, Huo Xian was cooking. Compared to a few years ago, Huo Xian had more wrinkles on his face and his body had become hunched over.

"Ah Can, Ah Yu, dinner's ready."

While eating, Huo Xian asked, "Ah Can, it's been two months since I've seen Ah Tang. Have you been very busy lately?"

Upon hearing his master's words, Shen Can realized that he hadn't seen Huo Tang for a month either.

“Now there are 30,000 people living along the lake, and they all need the clan chief to make arrangements for them.”

Over the past two years, thanks to the persistent efforts of the Yuanshan and Cangniao tribes, twelve settlements have been established along the western shore of the Great Swamp, gathering more than 30,000 slaves.

In the process of settling these slaves, Huo Tang found more than forty blacksmiths, more than two hundred apprentices, twenty-one people who knew how to brew wine, and more than one hundred people who had raised pheasants and rabbits.

Forty-three people were skilled in herb gathering, and hundreds had experience in mining.

They also recruited two hundred strong and healthy women into the clan, and more than one hundred and thirty young men into the clan as sons-in-law.

In addition, a 1,200-strong ethnic minority army was established, including 300 martial artists and 4 mountain-opening warriors, led by Huo Qing and Huo Mu.

These things were not kept secret from Saruyama and Sognyo; they were done openly and honestly, which made the two departments so angry that they kept harassing Huotang.

Huotang didn't care at all.

In terms of martial arts, the Blazing Flame Clan now has six Heavenly Vein Realm warriors.

Huo Mu, Huo Qing, and Huo Hou successively advanced to the Heavenly Vein level, all progressing between the levels of thirty-six and forty Desolate Power.

There was no other way. It wasn't that the clan lacked resources for them to continue improving, but rather that the operation was too large, and a Heavenly Vein was needed to maintain order.

The Fire Clan Uncle, who had previously broken the limit, could no longer advance after reaching the fifty-nine Desolate Power.

Without further delay, he advanced to the Heavenly Vein level.

Including Huotang and Huokui, there are six Heavenly Veins.

Clan Chief Huo Tang and his uncle Huo Kui began practicing the Kui Thunder Technique two years ago, and Huo Tang has now opened his second Heavenly Meridian.

The Volcano Clan Uncle has also reached the Seventy Desolate Power level, and his Qi is currently stuck. But since he has already reached this point, even if it takes more time, he will have to grind until he reaches the Seventy-Two Desolate Power level.

Moreover, among the 3,500 members of the Blazing Flame Tribe, over 1,000 are Stone-Splitting Realm warriors, including more than 210 female warriors.

In addition, there are 67 martial artists at the Mountain Opening Realm.

It can be said that Huotang's five-year martial arts plan was completed two years ahead of schedule.

This development was made possible by the fact that the ironwood boats entered the Great Swamp and continuously hunted second- and third-tier wild beasts.

Another reason is that the tribe was almost entirely deprived of its productive labor, and the food and other supplies produced by the people in the dozen or so outposts outside supported the Blazing Flame Tribe.

In fact, this number is not that many. In Shen Can's opinion, the Blazing Flame Clan still has a very poor foundation. After all, their ancestors were all ordinary people with very few martial artists, and the offspring born generation after generation had limited talent.

After finishing his meal, Shen Can strolled into the stone hall on the east side of the ancestral temple.

This building is much more magnificent than the other houses in the clan, and it also has a blank plaque on it.

This is the tribal shaman's temple.

Inside the hall, several figures were busy. Upon seeing Shen Can arrive, they all stood up.

"Master."

Shen Can nodded. These were the sorcerers he had gathered over the past two years.

Huo Zhong, who mainly cultivates weapon-based witchcraft, was his first and oldest disciple in the witchcraft path.

Now, Huo Yun, who has joined the ranks of those practicing plant-based witchcraft, has mastered the art of cloud and rain magic and has become the deputy agricultural official in the tribe.

Although it was like being forced into this role, at least once they went out, they could be called sorcerers.

There's also Huo Fu, who has some talent for spellcasting.

The four sorcerers who lean towards magical combat—Fire Leaf (female), Fire Dragon (female), Fire Tuan, and Fire Ginger—were all discovered from among the common people.

These people are not very old, and Huotang plans to arrange marriages for them at the appropriate time, marrying members of the Blazing Flame bloodline.

Practicing witchcraft, like martial arts, cannot be done continuously all day long. People will eventually feel tired, and doing so will be counterproductive.

Therefore, besides daily cultivation, the rest of the day was spent reviewing the witchcraft texts and learning the witchcraft incantations prepared by Shen Can.

When Shen Can was in the tribe, he would come to the shaman's temple every one or two days, or every three to five days, to answer their questions and check on their cultivation.

In the past, they could go to the ancestral temple to find him if they had any problems.

Shen Can stayed at the Witch Temple until noon before leaving.

To be honest, the shamans in his own tribe were only so-so in terms of talent, but they were still promising talents who had come from nothing. He taught them very diligently and sometimes even gave them extra lessons.

……

"Ah Chan".

As Shen Can stepped out of the Witch Temple, he was stopped by the volcano.

"When will we go into the Great Swamp again?"

"Let's take a couple of days off. There aren't many fish worth hunting near the Great Swamp lately."

The minimum target for entering the Great Swamp is a second-tier water beast; otherwise, it's not worth going.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes of the volcano and the urgency in its expression, Shen Can immediately guessed what the volcano was thinking.

"Uncle, your internal energy has increased rapidly in the past two years. It's necessary to slow down. Don't rush it."

Just like he was stuck at the ninety-nine Desolate Powers for a month, the volcano has been stuck at the seventy Desolate Powers for more than two months.

His internal energy had reached its limit. Even after consuming the blood of a third-tier beast he had just hunted, his internal energy was blocked by a boulder and could not advance any further.

"I'm just bored and have nothing to do. I don't feel anything when I practice martial arts, so I'm getting a little anxious."

The volcano opened its mouth. Ever since he followed Shen Can and became the young master Lingyu's attendant, he had no connection with arranging affairs for his subjects.

His old buddies are all busy working away from home, and he's finding it hard to adjust to having so much free time.

"Although there are no water beasts nearby, we can explore the location of the shipwreck again."

They had previously mentioned that an ironwood boat had sunk in the swamp, and they had already located it.

However, the effectiveness of the spiritual magic is greatly reduced in water, requiring one to dive into the water to search, where there are also schools of strange fish.

Some strange fish and crabs are no bigger than the palm of your hand, yet they roam in groups, feeding on meat.

They had hoped for a second ironwood boat, but that hope was dashed when they finally found the shipwreck site.

Several fragments of the dragon bone were found, which gives you an idea of ​​how badly the ironwood ship that sank in the swamp was broken.

The reason for continuing the search was to find the giant crossbow on it.

This is a valuable item. If a martial artist can find the right opportunity and open up four or five meridians, an arrow can pierce through them from both ends.

There's nothing that Blazing Flame can make right now.

If it can be retrieved and placed in the clan's territory, it would be sufficient to serve as a clan-protecting artifact for the current stage.

As dawn broke through the mist, the ironwood boat once again sailed into the vast marshland.

……

Southwest of Daze, at the foot of a gentle mountain slope.

More than a thousand slaves were also forced to shout.

Yuanfeng and Canghe stood on a high place, looking down at the somewhat chaotic scene below.

“We’ve been working so hard for Young Master Fu for so long to finally obtain a lineage of witchcraft,” Cang He said softly. “But the one below has developed in two years what we’ve done in five or ten years.”

"What can we do? The Blazing Flame Tribe is close to the Great Swamp, which gives them a geographical advantage. We are so far away from the Great Swamp, it's easy for this little Blazing Flame Tribe to take advantage of us."

There was also resentment in Yuanfeng's expression.

How come the Blazing Flame Tribe is so lucky!
We've encountered both favorable location and harmonious relationships.

"Old monkey, this can't go on."

Canghe was also not very comfortable, "In ten or eight years, this little tribe will be on par with us."

The key is that we helped each other get started, hand in hand. Isn't that infuriating?

(End of this chapter)