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

Chapter 11 Tribal Levels, Our Ancestors Are Cracked Again (Please Read On)

If Shanghuang was the local tyrant of the Zhiyan tribe, making Zhiyan a little apprehensive.

The Lingyu tribe is only known by name, but no one knows what they look like; people are too lazy to come to their area.

This map was left over from when the tribe was founded.

The claim that the Lingyu tribe is located thousands of miles away is actually a lie.

I don't know exactly how far away it is, but I do know that there is such a powerful tribe, and they all refer to themselves by the name of the Upper Tribe.

After a long while, Shen Can suddenly realized that the most powerful group in the tribe was all just guessing.

One thing is for sure: tribes really do have hierarchies.

The terms "炙炎" and "上磺" are collectively referred to as "下等荒部".

No witchcraft, no cultivation techniques, no special clan-protecting items—the Ono tribe is a tri-nothing.

Above the lower level seems to be the upper level, and above that there is a distinction between marquises and earls, which seems to correspond to even higher levels of martial arts.

However, the tribe did not keep more detailed records or pass them down.

They spent their days struggling to survive in the wilderness; just being able to stay alive was enough. Striving for advancement was something they only dared to dream about.

Didn't you see how exhausted Huotang is?

The Great Wilderness was ravaged by disasters, and the human race struggled to survive. Shen Can could understand why there was still a distinction between upper and lower tribes.

While the Nobu-be clan may be weak like Zhiyan, there are powerful ones among them.

He ate coarse food in the Zhiyan tribe, but that didn't stop others from enjoying dragon liver and phoenix marrow in the tribe.

Since there are powerful tribes, a hierarchical order will naturally develop to ensure the authority of the powerful tribes.

Even if the ancestors of powerful tribes don't care about honorifics, it's still possible for some descendants to be given honorific titles in order to elevate their own status.

Although the Great Wilderness was primitive, rituals and famous artifacts had already been established.

The group gathered at the ancestral temple but couldn't come to a conclusion, and dawn was fast approaching.

"First, hide this in the ancestral temple."

Tier 3 ironwood is a valuable resource. If it can be forged into ironwood soldiers, it will greatly enhance the strength of the warriors in the clan.

It's a tribal system, so it's not easy to build.

Only then did Shen Can realize that at the end of the cave, behind the collapsed earth and rocks behind the altar, there was another hole leading downwards.

Without summoning the other tribesmen, the volcano began digging away the soil and rocks, digging more than five zhang deep before revealing a small hole.

“Ah Can, this matter must not be told to anyone. The tribe members are good at talking. If someone hears it, it will spread throughout the entire tribe.”

After the cave entrance was blocked, Shen Can also received a warning from Huo Xian.

It's almost as if there are a lot of big mouths in the tribe.

“Master, I understand.”

Shen Can wasn't particularly curious to see what was hidden inside the cave. The ancestral temple was his territory, and he would be able to see it sooner or later.

As dawn broke, the crowd dispersed.

Shen Can began cleaning the ancestral temple, and also swept back the debris left behind from moving the rubble.

After finishing, I went to the cave entrance to get some fresh air.

If this rain continues, I don't know if the tribe's reserves will hold up.

With the third-tier ship destroyed, he felt that his clan leader, Huotang, was no match for Tiemu.

"Thinking too much won't help."

After taking a breath, Shen Can went back. A crisis capable of destroying a third-tier ironwood ship had arrived, and even the Blazing Flame Tribe couldn't withstand it.

When such a calamity truly occurs, there's no use in thinking about it anymore.

Instead, let's look at what's in front of us: how to deduce this witchcraft remedy for preventing the plague.

If the deduction can be even more effective, allowing the Blazing Flame to survive while other surrounding tribes suffer further disasters, the Blazing Flame can then annex and grow stronger.

After a disaster, development began.

This sounded a bit awkward, and Shen Can also felt awkward.

However, this scenario does occur at some point.

He had fifteen years left of his lifespan, and no strange fish appeared in the flood, so he went to the altar.

"Our ancestors have appeared to us! Don't you want to eat fish?"

"If you want to eat, then quickly show yourself. Don't send any more broken ships or severed limbs. Look how frightened the clan leader."

……

Five days later.

Shen Can already possessed the power of the Three Desolations, and the beast blood in the blood vessel was almost gone. He added some water and crushed bone powder, and stirred it again.

It looks almost the same as what was originally left.

Anyway, it's all for coating the stone drums. The ancestors didn't like to eat it, so we'll just have to make do. Sweeping, eating, practicing martial arts, and learning the traditions of shamanic medicine—this is Shen Can's daily life.

In the past few days, he noticed that the clan leader also went out frequently. Compared to the Mountain Opening Realm martial artist, the Heavenly Meridian Realm martial artist could open the Heavenly Meridian in his body and transform his Qi into blood Qi that could adhere to his whole body.

You can float on the water and then climb to another mountain.

Two days later, a colorful python was dragged into the ancestral temple.

This was a first-tier wild beast, and Shen Can was stunned when he saw it for the first time.

Damn it, where are the snake ears?!

Seeking advice online.

The colorful python was six zhang long and as thick as a water bucket. It was dragged back by Huotang when he went out, and it was beaten to the point of near death.

The High Priest abducted a Tier 1 Spotted Python Beast, whose lifespan was eighty-seven years.

……

That evening, Shen Can ate snake soup, and the soup and meat made him feel warm all over.

Apart from the snake meat used in the sacrifice, the rest was cut up and sent to various caves, where the tribespeople inside began to process it.

Most of them are used as reserves.

……

The priest plundered the lifespan of a first-tier Partridge Hawk for fifty-seven years.

Inside the ancestral temple, Shen Can retrieved the Luan Blade from the neck of the withered and lifeless Huangyao.

It has to be the clan leader; he can bring back living creatures every now and then.

The hills near the tribe had been cleared by the tribe a month before the flood, and any stray wild beasts that were swept up the mountains by the flood were immediately captured.

To obtain prey, they had to leave the tribe and go further away.

Within the entire clan, only Huotang has the ability to travel long distances.

It's probably because it was frightened by the ironwood ship fragments that appeared, otherwise Huotang wouldn't have risked going out so many times.

The wild beast was brought back casually while I was out scouting.

【Shouyuan: 159】

Looking at the lifespan of the wild beasts he had accumulated, Shen Can felt that it should be enough to preliminarily deduce the plague prescriptions related to the tribe.

After nearly two months of training, he was no longer a blind shaman; he had memorized everything passed down in the clan.

There are three ways for the Blazing Flame Tribe to prevent plague: burning witch medicine, giving medicine balls to the elderly, women and children, and most importantly, taking witch medicine soup.

As for killing the plague worms, the main force is still the tribal warriors.

……

[Derivation of the Plague Insect Medicine Formula for the Blazing Insects]

[You've invested a hundred years of your lifespan to develop a witchcraft formula, hoping to replicate the scene from when you developed the Kui Niu Fist.]

……

"Master, the ancestral temple has cracked again."

Two days later, on a morning when Huo Xian was fast asleep, Shen Can woke him up.

Huotang also arrived, his face showing obvious signs of fatigue.

This time, the crack was not in the previously repaired blank shrine, but in the ancestor of the tribe named 'Huan'.

Huo Xian held the ancient animal skin scroll he had pulled out from the cracked divine throne of the Ancestor.

Of course it's rustic.

This animal hide was a blank piece that Shen Can had specifically taken from Huo Xian's collection of animal hide scrolls.

"Zhuosheng grass, Houpu wood, Zhimu, Huangqin... This is a witch's prescription for treating plague, the quantity and proportion of herbs are slightly different."

Huo Xian was very excited.

Huotang held the ancestral tablet of the 'Huan' ancestor in his hand and examined it repeatedly. It was damp from months of heavy rain.

The altars are all made of wood, so they need to be maintained every day, otherwise they would have grown mold long ago.

Wooden altars only crack when they dry out, so how could they keep cracking in such a humid environment?

Huotang glanced at Shen Can.

Shen Can was examining the other divine positions, looking as if he really wanted to take them all down and investigate them.

Seeing this, Huotang withdrew his gaze.

The deity's tablet was placed on the altar.

It seems our ancestors truly did work their magic.

(End of this chapter)