I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 244 - 109: Ji Land Trembles, Luo River’s Secrets

Along the way, he discovered that in this state of chaos, many from the Human Race had become more fierce and combative.

This was different from most people gathered at the Yuan Mountain Tribe, where blood and fire had already reforged them.

Indeed, in such a life-and-death crisis, it's unfeasible to always remain weak like a chick, as that will only lead to enslavement.

...

After crossing the Guimu River again.

Shen Can and the clansmen led by Huo Yaan made contact.

After their last separation in the Yuan Mountain Clan Land, Huo Yaan led the clansmen and Cyan Simurgh Soldiers and dispersed into Ji Land as scouts, specifically to gather various information for him.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, I've contacted Huo Tu, the matter at Dragon Landing Ferry has spread widely, Huo Tu said even the scouts scattered in the mountains by Jishan Division have taken notice."

Huo Tu assumed the position of Scout Centurion in Jishan and having been in Ji Land for so long, had long established his presence.

"Because the scouts of Jishan Bo Division paid attention to this affair, it stirred a large commotion."

Shen Can's expression was indifferent; he hunted Xiaoyang under the guise of Young Master of Luo River Bo Division, and inevitably Jishan would know of this sooner or later.

He just didn't expect Jishan to learn about it so quickly.

It seems, despite Jishan Bo Division withdrawing thousands of miles back, their control over this region remains astonishingly strong.

"By the way, after we scattered, we found two other Young Masters of Luo River Bo Division, both as arrogant as Luo Feng."

"Send out men to scout for high-tier bloodline Wild Beasts, with a battle strength at least comparable to the Human Race's Celestial Vein Seventh or Eighth Layer."

Huo Yaan pondered and said, "Ancestral Temple Keeper, what about the Antelope Qilin Beast?"

"Speak carefully."

"Among the other two Young Masters of Luo River we found, one rode an Antelope Qilin Beast, its physique was twice the size of those brought by Luo Feng.

The clansmen saw it from a distance, its antlers were entirely dark purple, surrounded by rings of black halos, its aura extremely fierce."

Upon hearing Huo Yaan's words, Shen Can thought to himself it truly was a coincidence.

The Antelope Qilin Beast is a War Beast reared by the Luo River Bo Division, and naturally, the number raised by Bo Division couldn't be just a few hundred, perhaps an entire herd.

"Where is the Antelope Qilin Beast now?"

...

At the foot of Jinyun Mountain, a clan city stretched over ten miles, with houses built inside and outside the city.

The entire clan city and the valley within the mountain were connected, under the sunlight, some areas could be seen shimmering with golden light.

In the valley, a colossal Antelope Qilin Beast lay curled up, surrounded by a dozen figures continuously fetching water to pour over its body.

There were also people cleaning fruits before feeding them one by one into the beast's mouth.

Besides the singular horn on its head shimmering with ghostly light, the beast had dark golden eyes, and its scales subtly revealed faint Witch Talisman patterns.

Beside the Antelope Qilin Beast, wide silk fabrics were drying, embroidered all over with beast patterns.

This silk was woven from Tier Three Celestial Silkworm Silk, itself possessing strong defense, usable as armor lining, but it was just something draped over the beast's back.

In the Clan Hall.

"Is this a hand, rough like beast claws."

A group of young women lay trembling on the ground.

"Get lost."

"Here in my Luo River, a touch from this kind deserves dragging down to beat to death."

Lo Zhi roared in anger, picked up a wine goblet before him, and took a sip.

"Puh puh, ptooey ptooey ptooey, how can this shit be called wine, truly a bunch of horse breeders have never seen what real wine is."

The roaring within the hall made those outside hesitant to enter.

"Jianng Zhen Sir, Young Master..."

The leader of the Jinshan Tribe, seeing the martial artist rushing in, looked as if he'd encountered a savior.

"Useless."

Jianng Zhen didn't even glance at the Jinshan Race Leader, stepping directly into the hall.

Luo Zhi hadn't always been like this, it mainly began with the news coming from outside lately.

The Bronze War Chariot, defeating Xiaoyang Race Tier Three Peak Wizard, this news really got to him.

Suddenly it was as if he had transformed into a different person.

"Did you investigate clearly whether it was that Luo Feng guy or not!"

Seeing Jianng Zhen enter the hall, Luo Zhi hurriedly asked, "How can I not know Luo Feng's weight, could he have defeated Xiaoyang Tier Three Peak Wizard under the protection of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers?"

"It's simply a joke!"

Jianng Zhen looked at the furious Luo Zhi, whose face contorted, and sighed inwardly.

Ah, the Young Masters of Luo River...

"Young Master, there is no news from Young Master Luo Feng, nor have I contacted his guardians Jiang Yuan and others."

Jianng Zhen also didn't believe Luo Feng could defeat Xiaoyang Race's Tier Three Peak Wizard under heavy protection.

That was a disciple of Xiaoyang's Great Witch Priest, not someone who in near two hundred years cultivated to Celestial Vein Ninth Layer like them.

"Get out, you're useless. Go investigate again. I don't believe that useless Luo Feng could have done this."

Luo Zhi, with a twisted expression, even flipped over the desk.

"I'll have someone check again right away."

"You go yourself," Luo Zhi pointed at Jiang Zhen. "I'll give you ten days."

"Young Master, the Ji Land is dangerous. If I leave..."

"With Qiyun around, just go," Luo Zhi said impatiently.

Jiang Zhen sighed, glanced at Luo Zhi, and then walked away.

Thinking about having that Antelope Qilin Beast, plus the protective Witch Artifacts carried by the Young Master, as long as the Young Master stays in the tribe and doesn't run around, he could go and return quickly without much danger.

So, Jiang Zhen gathered over a dozen martial artists and swiftly charged out of the Jinshan Clan City.

...

In the sky above Jinyun Mountain.

The mist roiled, much lower than in other places, making the whole area around the mountain appear shrouded in haze.

Shen Can came here, waiting to conduct reconnaissance at night before making a move.

Unexpectedly, a squad of Antelope Qilin Cavalry left the tribe and set off.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, since this Young Master of Luo River arrived at the tribe, he hasn't moved for nearly two months."

Huo Yaan was following by his side. Shen Can had him gather information, and he naturally did it as thoroughly as possible.

Soon, another clansman circled around from outside the mountain.

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, the head of the guards left, not sure what for."

Having the experience of ambushing an entire squad of Luo River Celestial Vein Clan Soldiers and paired with the high recognizability of these martial artists' attire, it was easy to identify this group and its leader.

Night fell.

Shen Can easily entered the Jinshan Tribe.

In the great hall of the tribe, screams echoed incessantly. Not long after, a young woman stumbled out, covered in wounds.

Inside the hall lay several silhouettes of women, devoid of life.

Luo Zhi's eyes were sullen, fixated on the desk in front of him, his expression intensely frightening.

"Luo Feng deserves to die."

"The old thing deserves to die too!"

...

At this moment, a corner of the Jinshan Tribe City flared with fire, drawing the attention of the city's inhabitants and even those guarding outside the clan hall.

Shen Can pushed the door open and entered.

"Who are you?"

Luo Zhi raised his eyes, "Get lost."

But in the next instant, Luo Zhi was shocked, blood energy surged within him, and he summoned a Witch Arrow engraved with runes.

Just as he was about to hurl it, the hand grasping the Witch Arrow was crushed.

Shen Can took the Witch Arrow and stored it in his robes.

Collecting resources, the Young Master of Bo Division was a prime candidate.

Immediately, Shen Can raised his fist to smash Luo Zhi's chest, but just as the punch was about to land, a glow of blood sprouted from Luo Zhi's other intact arm.

The blood glow quickly delineated a strange rune mid-air.

A familiar sense of Blood Witch magic came alive and apparent to Shen Can.

As he raised his hand, his scorching palm collided with the blood-colored rune.

An ear-piercing sound erupted, and from the collision, Luo Zhi was sent flying heavily aside, while Shen Can swiftly retreated.

The blood-colored rune did not fully explode; rather, it rapidly coalesced into an aged hunched figure.

This figure was only a foot tall, entirely indistinct in a blood haze, extending a claw-like hand towards Shen Can.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Shen Can instantly transformed into the Desolate Beast Battle Body, and struck the claw with a punch.

Moreover, water vapor surged, forming a barrier that floated in the air within the great hall.

"Crack!"

The blood claw was shattered by the violent blood energy punch, breaking the blood-colored small figure into a blood mist.

Yet, the mist swept forth again, congealing once more into the hunched figure.

"Stop!"

"I am..."

Boom!

Before the ancient voice could utter a second sentence, Shen Can's punch again shattered the reformed Blood Shadow.