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

Chapter 73 Emptying the Lake (Please continue reading)

Shui Tuan returned to the ancestral temple with a pale face.

"Have you been comforted?"

An old-looking figure with bloodshot eyes sat cross-legged beneath the ancestral altar.

It is the Shanghu Temple, with its ancestral halls and streams.

"We won't cause trouble if we have food, but this can't go on forever. Sooner or later we'll be found out."

Shui Lan's face darkened. He understood all too well that the truth would eventually come out.

Not to mention the capricious nature of the alien races inside the cave, who cannibalize people and laugh.

Shanghu is now in a predicament where he can't back down.

It's easy to get people in, but hard to get them out!
I did benefit from believing the blood witch's bewitchment about the Gu worm, but I never expected the retribution to come so quickly.

The Gu worm was still around, and the two 'Blood Curse Woods' also had a magical effect, allowing this alien race to fall into a deep sleep.

Now that the Gu worms have died outside and the Blood Curse Wood cannot be found, they have no way to appease this alien race.

"We still need to find the Blood Curse Wood."

Shui Lan spoke up, "Summon the clan leader and have him go to the Cangniao and Yuanshan tribes. No matter the cost, we must make contact with the 'adults' in the mountains so that we can take this opportunity to enter the forest and search for the Blood Curse Wood."

Over the past two years, they have frequently visited the Cangniao and Yuanshan tribes. The three tribes had a close relationship and jointly established a market.

But now the two departments are hiding things and repeatedly preventing him from entering the mountains and forests.

Both departments have remained silent about the secrets of the northern core.

All I know is that the two tribes and the Blazing Flame Tribe in the mountains are working for an 'adult'.

They also tried to capture members of the Azure Bird and Ape Mountain tribes, and even went to the vicinity of the Blazing Flame tribe in the northern mountains, but all to no avail.

As for the clan leader, he was naturally Shui Xing, who was re-elected after Shui Miao died outside.

The water lily quickly arrived at the ancestral temple.

Shui Lan instructed Shui Xing, "Even if the two departments want spirit rice seeds, give them to them too. Just say that the spirit rice will be harvested soon this season, and then give it to them as seeds."

After everyone left the ancestral temple, Shui Lan's body trembled beneath his wide robes. He kowtowed heavily towards the altar and did not rise for a full half hour.

Now, he no longer felt the excitement of annihilating several tribes and acquiring vast amounts of resources; all that remained was endless fear.

He reached into his robe and pressed gently. When he pulled his hand out, his palm was covered in blood.

Trembling, Shui Lan entered the stone house on the other side of the ancestral temple, grabbed an open jar, and smeared the powdered witch medicine inside onto her body.

After applying the witchcraft potion, he walked to the paddy field behind the ancestral temple.

The paddy fields, shimmering with a clear, misty light, cover an area of ​​no more than five acres.

The wheat seedlings in the field are as robust as saplings, and the grains are as large as dates, crystal clear.

However, inside the glistening rice grains, there were some extremely faint, blood-black threads.

……

Five days later, Shui Xing returned from her mission to persuade the Saruyama and Sognyo tribes, bringing good news to Shui Lan.

With the promise of Lingmi seeds and market share as incentives, the two departments finally relented and allowed the Lake Department to join.

"Miaotiao, Canghe and Yuanfeng want us to escort a batch of slaves to Daze, at least four thousand people. They want to take away a lot of our mining slaves and land slaves."

"Give it to them, and you can personally escort it with your men. This will also give you a chance to search for the Blood Curse Wood."

Shui Lan is no longer thinking about slaves, but about finding the Blood Curse Wood as soon as possible, otherwise the alien races below the ancestral temple will become uncontrollable.

In addition, he felt that he also needed Blood Curse Wood; if he could succeed, he could become a true Blood Witch.

"Take more of the clan's guards and send them out secretly."

……

A day later, nearly a thousand soldiers from the Shanghu tribe were transferred out.

Led by Shui Xing and two other Heavenly Vein Warriors, they directly emptied large numbers of slaves from the mines and fields and headed north.

a few days later.

After careful observation and with the aid of his divine sense, Shen Can discovered that the Upper Lake Division was exuding an evil aura from the inside out.

Despite being a tribe with tens of thousands of members, the daily commotion within the tribe was much smaller than that of Zhiyan.

You know how boisterous the children are, but they were very quiet in the upper lake.

Some children have dull eyes with bloodshot eyes.

The only ones who find joy are the strange, alien race living in the cave below the ancestral temple, who laugh loudly before eating people.

This unusual tribal routine actually made things easier for him. By sensing some important locations within the Upper Lake tribe, he located a total of three tribal treasures.

To be fair, as expected of a tribe with a history spanning over a thousand years, they are quite adept at using multiple burrows.

Below the ancestral temple is the largest clan storehouse, which contains daily necessities such as rice, meat, animal hides, and tendons.

Below the clan storehouse is another clan storehouse, containing high-grade animal hides and sinews, spirit rice, ores, and so on.

Below the lake in the western part of the tribe, there are only two boxes wrapped in animal hides.

Shen Can first entered the clan storehouse beneath the lake.

Without witchcraft, the waters must be drained to open this clan's storehouse.

The clan storehouse was small, containing only a stone table with two box-like objects wrapped in animal hides on it.

After sensing with his divine sense, Shen Can opened one of the stone boxes, inside which was only a small square seal about an inch long and wide.

Shen Can picked up the small seal and sensed it with his divine sense. The characters were somewhat ancient, but he could still recognize them.

'Imperial Order to the Forestry Bureau'

Si Lin was in charge of the mountains and forests.

Who issued the imperial edict?
Shen Can weighed the small seal, which appeared to be cast in bronze but could actually be imprinted with divine sense and used as a witchcraft artifact.

This is at least enough to show that a very powerful tribe once existed on this vast land and established a certain order.

Of course, judging from the size of this small seal, the forest under the control of the person who issued it should not be very large.

Then, Shen Can opened another stone box.

It was a piece of bone about a foot long, with cracks at the top and bottom, and indistinct gilded characters on it, resembling bird-and-insect seal script.

This should be a memorial address, but it's no longer clear what it's about.

The bone fragments resemble topaz, with a warm and smooth texture.

Afterwards, Shen Can arrived at the second clan storehouse below the ancestral temple.

This place is filled with rare and precious items.

Three jars of spirit rice seeds, each jar containing over a hundred grains.

Seven medicinal herbs, each over a century old.

There are over a hundred plants of uncommon witchcraft medicine that have been used for decades.

They were all placed in wooden boxes, wrapped in linen soaked in animal fat, and labeled with records.

Shen Can first selected only valuable items, from high-end to low-end, inside and out.

They moved back and forth like hamsters, carrying goods out of the Upper Lake area.

At this time, no members of the Shanghu tribe came to the tribe storehouse.

The only thing that worried him was the cannibal monster in the cave above the clan's storehouse. Fortunately, this cannibal monster ate and slept, and slept and ate.

Yes, and there was also loud laughter, like someone who's crazy.

Soon, most of the small, rare items had been moved, and Shen Can began to carefully select the items.

He used a leather bag as a carrying tool, and tied it tightly each time so that the contents wouldn't get wet.

"Ah."

After filling a bag with ore, Shen Can used his divine sense to enter the cave and sense the man-eating monster, preparing to leave.

However, he discovered that the cannibal was no longer sleeping.

A human skull covered in runes floated in front of the cannibal.

The surrounding wisps of blood energy were drawn in by the skull and then absorbed into its mouth.

This is cultivation.

In Shen Can's perception, not only were the broken bones inside the cave emitting bloody fumes, but strange auras were also converging on this place from all directions.

Sensing the surging airflow, he dared not move an inch, lest his movements cause changes in the airflow.

The cannibal finally finished its training at dawn.

It opened its mouth, and a fist-sized sac-like object flew out, sucking the skull inside.

"A storage artifact!"

Shen Can looked at the witch's sac that the cannibal had swallowed back into its mouth, and then at his own animal skin bag.

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