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

The chanting of the incantation grew increasingly rapid, each syllable seemingly containing immense power.

An invisible wave seemed to permeate the air, causing one's heart to beat faster.

Those points of light that were originally shimmering with a faint glow seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, and began to pulsate rhythmically.

These points of light seem to be the pulse of life, each beat brimming with power and vitality.

They began to dance to the rhythm of the shaman's incantation, as if celebrating a grand ceremony.

Each point of light is like a star, twinkling with a unique brilliance in the darkness.

Finally, as the shaman swung his staff, the points of light seemed to receive some command and fell from the sky, landing precisely on the clansmen who were about to undergo bloodline awakening.

The moment the light fell upon the clansmen, a dazzling light erupted in the square, and every clansman could see the bodies of those about to undergo bloodline awakening enveloped in the light.

Their bodies seemed to merge with this power, their heartbeats pulsating in sync with the rhythm of the light, as if playing a magnificent symphony.

Suddenly, one of the tribesmen's bodies began to tremble violently, as if unable to withstand the immense power.

His face was pale, and sweat poured down his face, soaking his clothes. His hands were clenched tightly, and his knuckles had turned white.

The surrounding tribesmen noticed his unusual behavior and cast concerned glances at him. They couldn't help but feel worried for him.

The warrior's awakening is different from the shamanic inheritance that Jiang Ning received; the warrior can only awaken through sacrifice.

In the past, the tribe's sacrifices involved at most two or three ferocious beasts, along with some ordinary wild animals.

These ordinary beasts do not possess such immense energy, therefore, warriors undergoing bloodline awakening do not need to endure such tremendous pain.

However, there are always trade-offs. The consequence of using ordinary beasts for sacrifices is that the warriors' potential is often not as good as those who use ferocious beasts for sacrifices.

Warriors who awaken using ferocious beasts not only have the potential to directly break through to become level one warriors, but their future potential is also far greater than that of warriors who awaken using ordinary beasts.

Warriors who awaken using ordinary beasts often need a much longer time to truly break through and become a Level 1 warrior. Breaking through to Level 2 or Level 3 warriors also takes longer than warriors who awaken using ferocious beasts.

This year, the tribe decided to make an exception and use ferocious beasts for all sacrifices. They have also been nourishing their bodies with the meat of these beasts, hoping to achieve a breakthrough in one fell swoop.

The shaman noticed the tribesman's condition and frowned, a hint of worry in his heart. But he quickly composed himself and continued chanting the incantation, guiding the flow of power. He couldn't stop now.

The awakening of a warrior is a test for everyone; some can easily withstand this power, while others need more time to adapt.

This tribesman clearly falls into the latter category; he needs more time and help to adapt to this powerful force.

More and more of their tribesmen, like that one, closed their eyes tightly, their bodies trembling violently, and their faces showing pain. Some couldn't help but let out a painful roar. The Sirius people, who usually wouldn't even flinch when bleeding or injured, now looked like wounded beasts.

As time passed, someone finally calmed down and successfully awakened.

He felt his breathing become much easier, as if an invisible constraint had been released.

His body seemed to be infused with new power; every inch of flesh and every bone underwent a process of rebirth, endowed with new life and strength.

He pulled open his animal skin coat, revealing a wolf totem on his chest, faintly emitting a blue light. He had instantly become a level one warrior!

The others gradually calmed down, and a few more people successfully awakened to become Level 1 Warriors. Some people also successfully awakened, but their totems had no color, which meant that they still needed time to become true Level 1 Warriors.

Compared to the past, this is a remarkable achievement. In the past, most people were unable to plant the totem and needed to undergo multiple rituals to successfully awaken it.

Some people fail to awaken their powers even after multiple sacrifices, and they can only join the gathering team as ordinary tribesmen, never becoming warriors.

The shaman stood in the middle, his gaze sweeping over the awakened members of his tribe, his heart filled with satisfaction.

After the awakening was completed, the eighteen clansmen who had successfully awakened concealed their excitement and silently retreated back into the crowd, as there was still one step in the ritual that had not been completed.

After they all left, the shaman's incantation changed, and Jiang Ning stepped forward to recite the obscure and profound blessing incantation with him.

The energy of these ferocious beasts was far beyond what these awakened members of their race could absorb; even after completing their awakening, a considerable amount remained.

Through the shaman's incantations, this remaining energy was transformed into blessings.

As the incantation was chanted, the remaining points of light fell on the other members of the tribe, including Sirius.

Jiang Ning felt her body gradually being permeated by a warm power. This power was different from the primal energy of the ferocious beast; it was gentler and purer, bringing comfort and peace.

Some people's old wounds were healed, and slowly, not even scars were left.

In the tribe, minor injuries are usually ignored by the tribespeople, who might just apply some herbs. Only when the injury is too serious will they seek treatment from a shaman.

As the ferocious beast's energy gradually ran out, the incantation stopped.

The sacrificial ceremony was then considered complete.

Jiang Ning carefully helped the exhausted Wu to the side to rest.

The chief stepped forward with a beaming smile: "The tribe has gained eighteen new warriors, thirteen of whom are first-level warriors. Their addition makes us even stronger. In the upcoming autumn hunt, we are sure to catch even more prey, and our people will surely get through this winter safely!"

The tribespeople cheered loudly, echoing the chief's words.

"Eat up, my people!" The chief waved his arms proudly, leading everyone to the fire. "Eat your fill, and you'll have plenty of energy! The great autumn hunt awaits us!"

The tribespeople don't use fancy words; their language is simple and direct, and the chief only says a few simple words before ending the ritual.

They sat around the fire, sharing their food. The warm firelight shone on their faces, and some even danced around the bonfire in high spirits.

Their dance moves were simple, yet full of primal energy and powerful beauty. Gradually, more people joined in, forming a circle and dancing freely around the campfire.

There were no musical instruments here, so they sang unknown songs, accompanied by the clanging of bone ornaments, creating a vast, atmospheric, mysterious, and harmonious atmosphere.

Such days are like New Year's Day for the tribe, as the tribe not only welcomes new warriors, but everyone else also receives the shaman's blessing.

The witch did not join them, but sat quietly to the side watching them, with Jiang Ning attending to her.

That year, Jiang Ning was seventeen.