I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 477 - 200: The Witchcraft Path within Yongshan Witch Artifacts (Part 2)

After the Martial Arts Academy here was running smoothly, Huo Chang quietly entered the Dai Land through the Dark River.

In the Dai Land, there was also a group of martial artists who had been trained for more than ten years.

Dai Land, Holy Ape River Valley.

In the ancient architectural complex at the end of the Holy Ape River Valley, the people who had turned into apes were long captured and sent to the Blazing Flame Bo Division for research.

On the mountain covered with dense forests, there was a slight chill, and even the sun could not penetrate the thick vegetation here.

In the depths of the forest, there was a stone courtyard gathered together.

On this day.

In the square in the middle of the courtyard, figures stood solemnly, each exuding a powerful aura, with resolute expressions.

There were not many people, only 127.

More than 500 people initially entered here for cultivation. After more than ten years of training and tempering, removing those injured or killed by wild beasts, only these remained.

Huo Chang watched these figures in front of him, with clan members from the clan land beside him acting as teachers.

"I am your new teacher, and this counts as our first meeting."

A single sentence drew the attention of everyone present.

Huo Chang could tell that the group gathered here had suppressed auras.

This was because the environment of Dai Land was harsher than Yongyi.

These people present here were initially selected as young people oppressed by the Earth Ant and Ant Slave clans.

Now, more than half of these young people had cultivated to the Celestial Vein Realm; even those not in the Celestial Vein Realm had the Power of Sixty Desolations.

As Huo Chang spoke, everyone present knelt down.

No one spoke; they acted spontaneously.

Only those who have experienced the severing of Martial Dao and severe oppression can appreciate how fortunate it is to practice Martial Dao.

Since they were nurtured here, these teachers never told them about their origins; they only taught bit by bit, leading them to train day after day.

Huo Chang walked into the crowd, helping those in front up, and beckoning others in the back to stand.

"The Earth Ant clan is powerful, and I know some harbor deep hatred and grudges. But understand this: the strength of one person is ultimately limited.

However, if one person can become a spark, igniting a raging fire, it can create a force that sweeps across the plains.

When you have a hundred or a thousand comrades willing to live and die together, then those oppressive Ant Slave clan soldiers are merely souls destined to fall under your blades."

As Huo Chang spoke, he observed the people present; some showed deep contemplation.

But a few still had intense anger in their eyes, seemingly not heeding his words.

This was the first batch of martial artists trained in Dai Land by Blazing Flame, and Huo Chang didn’t want them to rush out recklessly to confront the Earth Ant and Ant Slave clans.

Bravery alone might at best kill a few.

But to understand how to survive and develop is to continuously eliminate the alien race.

Therefore, Huo Chang did not rush to leave and instead lived and dined with these martial artists in Dai Land.

He began to instruct them on how to survive and cultivate under the oppression of the Earth Ants, teaching and spreading martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, six months passed.

Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple.

After sweeping the ancestral temple early one morning, Shen Can walked out of the temple gates and stretched.

Then he went to check on Huo Xian, who was still asleep.

Last night, his Wizard Realm progressed to the Tier Four Middle Stage.

Rising a small tier in over twenty years isn’t too slow, after all, his ability is like squeezing water from a stone, extracting every last drop of essence rather than speeding up cultivation.

This ability becomes more effective in adversity, accumulating bit by bit.

However, over the years, the Blazing Flame Tribe has developed increasingly well, and resources are no longer scarce.

With source stones for cultivation, he no longer foolishly extracts the sparse spiritual mechanism from stones.

In Yongyi, there are quite a few Divine Treasure Realm martial artists, but not many Tier Four Great Witches.

Many Ancestral Temple Keepers are not actually Tier Four Great Witches, the gap in Tier Four witchcraft and divine techniques is much greater than in Martial Dao.

The pre-Tier Four witchcraft heritage is already grasped within the tribe, and a system of inheritance has already been successfully established. The current shortage is actually in witch disciples practicing witchcraft.

In past witchcraft heritages, a master would at most take on a few disciples, and some only one, causing many witchcraft inheritances to be buried.

Now, Blazing Flame doesn’t look at aptitude; as long as there’s a talent for witch cultivation, one can practice witchcraft suited to them.

Returning to the Ancestral Temple, Shen Can awoke the Sacrificial Spirit Garrison Soldier Jii Tianlong.

"Back then, to what tier did the witchcraft heritage of the Yongshan Bo Division reach?"

At Shen Can’s question, Jii Tianlong was momentarily stunned, then called upon the other Sacrificial Spirits to awaken.

The seven Sacrificial Spirits glanced at each other.

No memory of it.

They were all Divine Treasure in Martial Dao and were not familiar with witchcraft. After death, this part of their memory naturally became the easiest to forget.

"Probably Tier Five."

"It should be Tier Five, the Rain Master is Tier Five."

"Wrong, the Rain Master is a Tier Six Wild Beast, the same tier as Lord Bo."

"Definitely Tier Five."

...

The seven Sacrificial Spirits debated, each with a different answer.

"Right, ask him, he should know."

At this moment, Jii Tianlong dragged out the Sacrificial Spirit that had previously delivered murals to Shen Can.

"Jii Qing should know, I distinctly remember this lad saying that text evolves, different customs over thousands of miles, only art conveys true meaning."

Jii Qing still appeared muddle-headed, he had not been Tier Four in life, but merely a Tier Two Wizard.

His survival was likely due to his relatively strong Wizard Divine Soul.

But for some unknown reason, due to repeated sacrifices over the years, Jii Qing’s Divine Sense remained in a state of confusion.

Sometimes clear, sometimes foggy.

"Jii Qing, I ask you, what tier is the Rain Master?"

Jii Tianlong’s Soul Body trembled, sending a wave towards Jii Qing.

Jii Qing was momentarily stunned.

"Tier Six."

"Tier Six Great Yinglong, controls clouds and rain, swallows clouds and exhales mist, can be large or small, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing."

When Jii Qing’s Divine Sense wave was transmitted, his fingers moved involuntarily.

Within Shen Can’s Divine Sense perception, he sensed a majestic Yinglong that swallowed clouds and exhaled mist.

"Elder Jii, do you know how far the Witchcraft heritage of Yongshan reached back in the day?"

Shen Can asked using his Divine Sense as language.

"Tier Five, Ancestral Temple Keeper was Tier Five."

This time fortune was favorable, Jii Qing’s Divine Sense flashed perceptively.

"This old man is useless, I told him I’d paint a picture for him, and he insisted my painting captivates the soul, surprising for a Tier Five Great Witch to fear soul capture."

"Back then, I even painted Lord Bo, sigh... what did Lord Bo look like again, oh yes, I never painted Lord Bo’s face the same way each time."

...

Watching Jii Qing fall back into a daze, Shen Can tried calling out twice but couldn’t wake him, lost in thoughts of painting Lord Yongshan.

No matter how Jii Qing raised his hand, he couldn’t complete the painting.

"Yongyi folk legend has it that the Kui Ox War Drum was personally crafted by Lord Yongshan after hunting the Kui Ox, was Lord Bo also a Wizard?"

The scorching Martial Artist’s blood indeed can fuse some minerals, but incorporating a Witch Talisman Spirit Ban into a finished weapon is beyond a Martial Artist’s ability.

A Wizard can use Earth Fire to smelt materials to craft Witch Artifacts, but a Martial Artist cannot.

"Lord Bo is a Martial Artist, I don’t know where the rumors came from."

"I don’t know either, I don’t remember related memories."

...

After letting the Sacrificial Spirits rest again, Shen Can showed a thoughtful expression.

Whether the Kui Ox War Drum is Tier Five or Tier Six, even the Ao Mountain Bo Division can’t confirm, no one can be sure now.

The reason he awakened the Sacrificial Spirits to inquire about the Witchcraft heritage of Yongshan Bo Division and its famous Witch Artifacts...

...was to find an alternative path, to recreate the next stage of Witchcraft heritage from these Witch Artifacts.

These Witch Artifacts passed down from Yongshan Bo Division are etched with Witch Rune Spirit Bans, bearing traces of higher Witchcraft heritage records.

As long as there are traces, Shen Can is confident to replicate them.

Mind you, Ao Mountain Bo Division has a grievance with Blazing Flame.

Previously, Ao Xuansong, a Divine Treasure Realm Martial Artist from Ao Mountain, was slain in Ji Land.

Afterwards, Ao Mountain Bo Division was even accused of colluding with Xiaoyang, attracting the scrutiny of many Bo Divisions.

All these years, Ao Mountain has not made a move to reclaim its reputation.

Hard to say, they can endure quite a bit.

During Shen Can’s last journey, he specifically circled around Ao Mountain.

Didn’t notice anything unusual.

Back then, Lord Yongshan left behind too many treasures, not just the Kui Ox War Drum, all holding ample research and deduction value.

At this moment, Ayu rushed over, delivering a Jade Scroll.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, it’s a message the old Clan Leader sent back from Dai Land."