I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

The days flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the leaves on the mountaintop began to turn red.

The two stars in the sky were almost overlapping, signaling the start of the annual tribal festival.

The sacrifices here are not for gods or ancestors, but only for the future.

After the shaman set the date for the sacrifice, the hunting teams set off to prepare the ferocious beasts to be used in the ceremony.

The chief also began to take stock of how many people in the tribe would participate in the bloodline awakening. Since spring, the tribe had never lacked ferocious beast meat. In addition to warriors needing to use the flesh and blood of ferocious beasts to replenish their energy, ordinary tribesmen were also arranged to use ferocious beast meat to nourish their bodies in order to awaken more smoothly and become warriors.

Including those who failed to awaken before, there are a total of 25 people who will participate in the awakening this time, including Furong.

On the day of the sacrifice, the tribesmen left the cave early and took bath beans to bathe in the Tianlang River.

Primitive people didn't pay much attention to hygiene; they would only clean themselves thoroughly on the day of the sacrifice.

A soldier, carrying his own child, casually plucked a handful of weeds from the riverbank, crumpled them up, and used them as a brush to scrub the child's body.

The child struggled in pain, trying to escape his parents' iron grip, but alas, how could a young child escape the clutches of a soldier? Jiang Ning watched as the child's originally dark skin slowly turned a wheat color.

Jiang Ning's lips twitched slightly. She looked away, patted Baiya, and led it upstream to bathe with the women of the tribe. On such days, Tianlang also participated in the sacrificial rites.

This place has already begun to recognize the differences between men and women; otherwise, there would be no need to wear clothes in the summer.

The entire tribe consisted of more than 300 people. After everyone had finished washing, the water in the Tianlang River seemed to have become much muddier.

The clam tribe across the way had already finished washing. They soak in the water every day, and there's a lake right outside their homes, making it easier for them to wash than for the wolves.

After washing, the tribespeople were noticeably fairer, several shades lighter, but they didn't stop their busy day.

They took out the animal skin garments they had prepared beforehand. These garments had been carefully washed and dried with bath soap. On the day of the sacrifice, everyone would wear their best animal skin garments.

The prey brought back by the hunting team was divided among the tribe members, except for the flesh and blood, which were shared by everyone. The hides and bones were distributed among the hunting team members themselves.

Besides animal skin clothing, there are also various exaggerated ornaments. To make things easier, the people here don't have very long hair. Their originally messy hair is neatly styled, and some skillful tribespeople have even braided many small braids in their hair and decorated them with bone ornaments. When they move around, the bone ornaments collide with each other in the air, making a crisp sound.

Some people even wear the entire white bone beast head as a headdress, its ferocious appearance is terrifying, and you can tell at a glance how ferocious this beast was before it died.

They wore necklaces made of animal teeth around their necks and on their hands, and some even had colorful feathers stuck in their hair, which shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight.

There were some non-toxic plants here, brightly colored, that could be used as pigments. They extracted the juice from these plants and applied it to their faces and bodies, drawing strange patterns.

The tribespeople were dressed in their finest attire, like peacocks courting their mates. Being in such a scene made one wonder if they had stumbled into some bloody yet magnificent world.

Jiang Ning also dressed up, but not as elaborately as the others. She wore a few simple bone ornaments, let her hair down, and wore a crown made of feathers. The lark feather that Wu had given her before was also used to make this crown.

Bai Ya was also cleaned up and came to the square with Jiang Ning.

The square had already been set up by the tribe yesterday. The food that used to be dried in the sun had been taken down, and the ground had been carefully cleaned. The weeds that were growing on it were pulled out one by one, and the ground was pressed clean and flat.

The tribespeople gathered in the square, their faces beaming with anticipation and excitement.

In the center of the square were fifteen ferocious beasts captured by the hunting team. These beasts had not been cut up or dismembered, but had been preserved in their complete forms. Their enormous bodies and ferocious appearances demonstrated the hunting team's courage and strength.

These ferocious beasts have smooth and tough fur, some of which are covered with scales that emit a ghostly light, and their sharp fangs and claws are even more awe-inspiring.

The existence of these ferocious beasts is not only an affirmation of the hunting team's courage and skill, but also a demonstration of the glory and power of the entire tribe.

The shaman, staff in hand, sat atop a black wolf and slowly walked into the plaza. Upon seeing this, the tribespeople, like Moses parting the sea, spontaneously parted to make way for him.

The shaman's attire was no different from usual. The black wolf walked to the center of the square and lay down. The shaman got off the black wolf's back, and Jiang Ning and the chieftain stepped forward, standing on either side of the shaman behind him.

The entire square fell silent. The shaman, leading Jiang Ning and the chieftain, walked steadily to the fifteen ferocious beasts. Without saying much, he began chanting incantations.

The chanting echoed across the square, its rhythm distinct and powerful, seemingly carrying a magical force. Each syllable seemed to resonate with the air above, creating an invisible yet powerful energy field.

Like a resounding bell, it struck straight to the heart. It's hard to imagine that such a voice could come from the body of a frail old man.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the shaman slowly raised his staff and pointed it at the ferocious beasts in the distance. As he moved, the beasts' bodies rapidly changed.

The once ferocious body rapidly withered, as if all life had been drained away. The skin clung tightly to the bones, the muscles atrophied, and even the fur and scales became dull and lifeless. It was an astonishing transformation, as if life force had been swiftly drained away.

In the world that only the shaman can see, the flesh and blood of these ferocious beasts have not disappeared.

Instead, under the guidance of the shaman, they transformed into white specks of light, which were the purest energy contained within the ferocious beast.

These points of light floated slowly in the air, shimmering with a soft glow, like a swarm of fireflies dancing in the night sky.

This process lasted for a long time, until all the ferocious beasts turned into white specks of light, and the remaining remains eventually turned into ashes and were scattered by the wind.

The scene was so magical that Jiang Ning held her breath, not daring to disturb it in the slightest.

The shaman stretched out his other hand and waved to the surrounding tribesmen, signaling those who wanted to undergo bloodline awakening to come forward.

The twenty-five tribesmen stepped forward and spontaneously formed a circle around the shaman.

Their eyes were firm and full of expectation, yearning to become brave warriors and protect their tribe and people.