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

Chapter 89 The Wandering Swordsman is Rich, He's Going After Blazing Flame (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
After making a strange cry, the black bird on the low tree flapped its wings and flew over Shen Can and the others, circling once.

In the miasma-filled forest, two figures leaned against a huge shrub, chewing on a greenish grass that caused green foam to continuously emerge from the corners of their mouths.

A man and a woman; the woman's face was veiled, her veil soaked with green liquid, and the man looked somewhat effeminate.

"Those barbarians in the north are really unsophisticated, swaggering around roasting meat in the miasma." The effeminate man sneered. "A bumpkin is a bumpkin."

The woman frowned. "Chu Luo, how is she? Has she collapsed?"

“Ah Yun, even if you don’t believe me, you have to believe in your miasma-clearing medicine. It’s colorless and odorless, making it perfect for use in miasma.”

The two emerged from behind the low trees and quickly arrived at the place where Shen Can and the others were resting.

"Look, he's sleeping soundly by the campfire."

"The barbarians to the north are weaker than we imagined, and they're not on guard at all. We should have headed north long ago; this has only delayed our cultivation."

The effeminate man walked closer to the campfire, and a black bird landed on his shoulder.

He walked toward the nearest fire partridge, a slender silver needle appearing in his hand, ready to pierce the back of the fire partridge's head.

"Let me taste the blood and soul of the northern barbarians."

"careful!"

Zhu Yun, who was behind, did not approach; they were about two zhang apart.

The volcano opened its eyes, and its massive body crashed into the effeminate man.

boom!
The effeminate man was sent flying, cracking sounds emanating from his body, before crashing into the rocky cliff face of the hill.

"Move even once, and you'll die."

After noticing something was wrong, Zhu Yun quickly retreated.

But then she heard a voice in her ear, as if someone was whispering in her earlobe.

Zhu Yun was startled and immediately stopped in his tracks.

With a wave of his hand, Shen Can caught the black bird that was flapping its wings and looked at the effeminate man. "You can tame birds?"

The effeminate man coughed up blood and fell to the ground, a chill running through him.

"I didn't know that before."

As Shen Can's voice fell, the volcano attacked the effeminate man again. The man immediately flicked out two silver needles, but they were entangled by the falling water vapor.

"You are a witch..."

The effeminate man was shocked when his silver needles were removed.

The volcano kicked him in the chest.

The effeminate man was kicked into the rock wall, his chest burst open, and he vomited out shattered organs.

Can you train birds?

Holding the black bird by its two wings, Shen Can looked at Zhu Yun.

"We got this bird by killing a wizard. It needs to be controlled with a puppet, which is on him."

Zhu Yun spoke in a trembling voice, pointing at the effeminate man.

Barbarians are barbarians, acting so recklessly.

The volcano reached out and grabbed at the effeminate man, pulling out two animal skin bags.

It wasn't a storage bag; among the scattered items was a small, black piece of witchwood.

Shen Can looked at the piece of puppet wood, then at the same witch runes flashing in the black bird's pupils, and understood what was going on.

"call out!"

Before Zhu Yun could speak again, a black stream of light pierced through Zhu Yun's skull from behind, and a white piece of witchwood fell from his sleeve.

As Wu Wenmu fell, a white snake about a foot in size also fell down with him.

"Ah Chan, look at this."

After searching around on the volcano, I found a small bag with snake patterns on its surface.

"Storage artifact".

Shen Can paused for a moment when he saw the snakeskin bag.

Are wandering knights really that rich?!

Unlike the magic pouch in his hand, this snake-patterned bag could be opened with divine sense, and it contained a space about half a zhang in size.

I looked inside and there were quite a few things: witchcraft medicine, weapons, and bows and crossbows.

Shen Can pulled out several scrolls of animal hides, including "Miscellaneous Book of Herbs and Poisons", "Medical Classic of Cattail", and "Soul Blood Refining Witchcraft".

Seeing these things, Shen Can's weariness suddenly eased a bit.

Nothing brings more joy than a harvest.

"We're all just trying to make a living, it's not easy for us. Let's discipline these two and take them back to the clan's fertile fields."

……

Two days later, at the Quyang market.

"Temple, you've returned."

Fire Monkey looked at the five remaining people, paused for a moment, and then a look of sadness appeared on his face.

"There are many more people at the market."

Shen Can looked towards the market. As the largest market in the North, it was a place where people from various tribes gathered to exchange goods.

“Many people have come. They are asking around about where the ruins have appeared, what strange phenomena have occurred, and so on. Many people have already headed north.”

Fire Monkey recounted the information he had gathered over the past few days: "Some people have already gone into the mountains."

"Into the mountains?"

Shen Can touched the newly acquired storage artifact, then narrowed his eyes as he looked at the figures in the market who were clearly not locals.

"Going into the mountains is great."

Shen Can nodded.

It's common knowledge that there are many treasures in the mountains.

……

under night.

The Blazing Flame Division had two sentry posts, one visible and one hidden, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

Huoqi led his men to patrol around the clan's territory.

Outside the ancestral temple, Huotang took a deep breath.

He hasn't been getting enough rest lately; he feels uneasy as long as Ah-Can doesn't come back.

Especially now, the wandering knights of Yongyi have all come to the tribe.

Because of the people from Yongyi, his connections with the Cangniao and Yuanshan tribes have strengthened considerably, and he has learned that this group of wandering knights passing through are not very friendly.

Many tribes in the vicinity have been ravaged by these wandering knights.

Compared to the wandering knights who frequented Yongyi, these tribes seemed rather weak.

People without tribes or clans have no scruples when they act, and sometimes they are no different from other tribes.

Warriors are one thing, but if there's a shaman with ill intentions, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the northern tribes.

The mere passage of a flying boat had unleashed such a chain of events, leaving him quite mentally exhausted.

Day two.

Clan Hall.

"Chief, something has happened at the Rongshan settlement."

The messenger was Huo Zhang, a clansman stationed at the Rongshan settlement. He was the commander of the local militia and possessed the strength to open up the mountain.

"More than a dozen teenagers and children died; they were all drained dry."

“It happened last night, and some early risers discovered it at dawn, so I rushed back to report it.”

This matter forced Huotang to contact the people from Yongyi.

The wandering knights include not only warriors, but also blood sorcerers, and even alien races.

"Are any of the adults involved in the accident?"

“I checked before I came. My target is very clear: they are all children.”

Huo Zhang's eyes also held a murderous intent; in his eyes, these subjects were all part of the Blazing Flame Tribe.

Just when things had finally recovered and a new life was being born, this misfortune struck again.

Huo Tang pondered. If it were just the Blazing Flame clan's territory, this situation wouldn't be a big problem.

There are thirteen settlements, and sending out the clan's warriors would dilute the defense and leave the clan's territory vulnerable.

“Send a message to all settlements, ordering all boys under the age of fifteen to come to the tribe.”

If the children are too young, they will be sent to the clan headquarters along with their mothers for resettlement.

Starting from the southernmost settlement, they all began to migrate north, eventually converging on the Wangshan settlement outside the clan's territory.

Tell everyone to travel light, that the tribes have their own food, and that the goal is a rapid migration.

The settlement of Wangshan can be seen from the tribal headquarters.

Since its defenses were insufficient, Huotang prepared to begin relocating its subjects.

More and more people are coming from Yongyi; we should have gathered them together long ago.

Following Huotang's command, the thirteen settlements migrated quickly, arriving at the Wangshan settlement under the protection of their clan soldiers.

The children were sent directly to the clan's territory and placed under special care.

……

Under the cover of night, three figures gazed at the emptied Zeyang settlement.

"They were so scared by the death of a few children that they withdrew their hands and feet. These northern tribes are truly cowardly."

A young martial artist spoke up, "Leixue, look what you've done, you've scared him."

Luo Xue concealed her face and said softly, "Bai Lang, wouldn't it be better to be timid?"

"Being timid makes you easier to manipulate. I don't know what treasures the North holds; those are all illusions. Seizing everything to improve your strength is what truly matters."

As she spoke, an unnatural blush appeared on Luo Xue's face.

"This tribe looks like it has tens of thousands of people, but it's just an empty shell. It was gathered together after the flood. There aren't many warriors. As long as we take it down, the chieftain will be overjoyed."

In Ji, the three of us have no chance to touch a tribe of tens of thousands of people.

As she spoke, Luo Xue glanced at the two people beside her and said enticingly, "By sacrificing this tribe of tens of thousands of people, the chief priest will surely bestow upon you a higher cultivation method. Cultivating martial arts and witchcraft simultaneously will no longer be a pipe dream."

Upon hearing this, the two martial artists beside him indeed revealed a hint of longing.

"Next, it's up to you to put more pressure on this small tribe."

……

Two days later.

On the southwest bank of the Great Swamp lies Poyang Lake, the last settlement of its kind.

When Shen Can passed by, he was stunned to see the empty gathering place.

After a thorough inspection, there were no signs of bloodshed or fighting, and the fields outside were all well tended to.

It doesn't seem like a sudden, unexpected disaster.

"It must have been arranged by the tribe. Let's go back to the tribe."

Shen Can gave a greeting and continued heading north.

He guessed that Huotang had moved these people from distant places to make it easier to take care of them.

The reason for this is obvious.

Just like the man and woman he killed in Qushui before, the effeminate man spoke of the barbarians from the north.

The warriors from Yongyi were seasoned fighters, and their arrival here to deal with a small, scattered tribe that would have been wiped out in the natural disaster was like wolves among sheep.

Wolves have joined flocks of sheep; how can you expect them to eat vegetarian food?
Sure enough, as the group headed north, they found that the settlements along the way had all been relocated, and it seemed that the relocation would take place within a few days.

As evening approached, the group finally spotted the territory of the Blazing Flame Clan.

I also saw the residents who had been relocated.

……

"Ah Chan!"

Outside the ancestral temple, Huo Xian looked at Shen Can's return with a joyful expression on his old face.

Huotang was also there.

"It's done."

Shen Can nodded.

Huo Xian pinched Shen Can's body and said, "It's good that you're back. You didn't eat well outside, did you? I'll go cook."

"Just come back."

Huotang spoke the same words.

He saw the remaining five people. Even though he knew some of them wouldn't be able to return, the fact that only five remained was enough to illustrate how difficult the journey had been.

"I had someone boil some hot water so I could wash away my weariness."

At his lodgings next to the ancestral temple, Shen Can leaned against a wooden tub for a short rest. He was indeed quite tired from the journey, rushing to escape the encirclement of the Xiaoyang Clan.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang was unaware that he had taken away the remnants of the human race's spirit; otherwise, if a large force had been stationed on the Qu River, it would have been even more difficult for them to return.

"Ah Chan, you must have had a long journey."

Huotang sat leaning against the stone chair.

"Fortunately, we caught Xiao Yang off guard and slipped back after the ceremony."

Shen Can didn't open his eyes, responding to Huo Tang's question.

"It seems the clan won't be able to prepare for the grand sacrifice for the time being?"

"Recently, the wandering knights from Yongyi have been ruthless. According to news from the Azure Bird, two small tribes in the vicinity have been wiped out."

Huo Tang rubbed his head. "These guys from Yongyi are incredibly arrogant, and the Blood Witches even treat this place as their fiefdom."

“There are many of us from the same clan, so I had to move them all to this clan land to protect it together.”

"Tell me, what treasure is it that attracted the Bo family here, and even so many wandering knights and blood witches?"

Shen Can was unaware of this matter either.

……

After some conversation, Shen Can also learned about the recent events that had occurred within the clan.

First, children from the areas where the people lived were drained of their life force by the blood witch.

Huotang immediately took the baby into the tribe for protection, and then ordered all his subjects to relocate to the vicinity of the tribe's territory.

But the matter was not over.

In recent days, members of the family have been going missing.

Tens of thousands of people gather together; they need to eat, drink, relieve themselves, and sleep. It's impossible for them to just squat there and do nothing after arriving.

Every day, they go out to gather firewood, and there are many hunters around.

Even though each team was instructed to bring more people, people kept going missing.

Shen Can felt a chill. He had just brought back the remnant spirit of the human ancestors when he encountered the Blood Witch causing trouble.

Is this an attempt to sow discord in his eyes?

After taking a bath, Shen Can changed into clean clothes and entered the ancestral temple. He took out the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels from his shaman's bag and placed them in the temple.

Upon seeing the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels, Huotang's breathing became rapid.

Although, in his view, these seventeen bronze artifacts were no different from the previous ones.

But he believed in Ah-chan.

Ah Can must have brought back the remnants of the human ancestors.

"The current clan leader of Zhiyan pays respects to his ancestors."

Although there were no offerings, the fire cauldron still paid its respects to the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels with utmost solemnity.

Even without a response, he still bowed and kowtowed respectfully three times.

In a sense, what was brought back this time was a tribal guardian deity.

The Nine Tripods and Eight Vessels are no longer cold bronze vessels.

Shen Can didn't know why he got in touch with the remnant spirit of his predecessor as soon as he arrived.

It went more smoothly than I imagined.

After much thought, he realized that it might be his preparations that caught the eye of the remnant spirit of his ancestor.

"The clan is not at peace. We must find these people first before we can hold a grand ceremony to honor our ancestors."

After the remnants of the ancestors are brought back, a grand clan ceremony is naturally required to establish a 'resonance' between the tribe members and the ancestors.

But the current situation is not quite right.

What if these guys take the opportunity to attack the Blazing Flame Tribe during the grand clan festival...

The spirits of our ancestors and forefathers must not die of anger.

That's it? That's all you've got?
Gu Fushan is just bragging to me.

Shen Can glanced at the sacrificial artifacts.

When a remnant spirit enters a sacrificial vessel, it is as if the vessel itself possesses a spirit.

In the past, the ancestors of the human race protected their descendants, and even after their passing, they continued to protect the tribe's heritage.

Our ancestors had great ambition. Even if all that remained was their instinctive subconsciousness, they would certainly not choose a tribe that was cowardly, timid, or subservient, even if it wasn't one with great ambition and aspirations.

……

Two days later.

The moonlight was obscured by clouds.

The campfire outside the houses in the middle of the tribe's territory dispelled the darkness, and the tribe soldiers vigilantly watched every corner.

The children of the tribe and its people were all placed here.

On the surrounding high-rise buildings, giant crossbows gleamed with a cold light.

Huotang stood behind a giant crossbow, warily watching his surroundings.

Soon, the last ray of moonlight was obscured, and the area outside the tribe's territory, except for the area illuminated by the campfire, appeared very dark.

In the dim light, a black bird hovered over the territory.

Inside the ancestral temple.

Shen Can dipped his brush in blood ink and wrote Yao Chong's name on the newly made shrine. There were already two shrines with names written on them next to it.

The sky is dark tonight; if the Blood Witch hasn't left yet, it's a good time to make a move.

On the offering table, the soup in the stone bowl was crystal clear like jade, emitting a fragrant aroma.

If this Blood Witch were to linger within the clan, she would surely be able to smell the sweet fragrance of the nectar.

The flames blaze in the open, while the attackers strike from the shadows. These unburdened wanderers are the most difficult to deal with, because they can always find an opportunity to strike from the shadows.

With no other option, Shen Can used a heavy bait to lure the people hiding in the shadows out.

The wandering knight saw the blazing flames as his prey, and coincidentally, he had the same idea.

There's no other reason than the ranger I killed was too fat.

Killing a few more would be considered doing justice for humanity, and it would also help subsidize the tribe and myself.

The night was quiet.

The next day, Shen Can got up and found that the nectar in the stone bowl was empty.

It was absorbed by the sacrificial vessel.

Early in the morning, the torch was brought into the ancestral temple.

"Ah Chan, there's still no movement. It's good that they left, but if they're still hiding in the shadows, they're deliberately trying to drag us down."

As Shen Can wiped the stone bowl, he also had doubts in his mind. Could it be that he hadn't put enough bait in?

"Chief, three people have arrived outside the tribe. They say they want to see you and have come specifically to help our tribe solve its problems."

(End of this chapter)