I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 73 - 44: Cannibal Monster—Still Going to Steal!
The alien race deserves to die.
An alien race that engages in cannibalism and possesses storage witch artifacts deserves to die even more!
At this moment, Shen Can’s desire to kill the cannibal monster surged.
He had been busy like a hamster for so many days, yet an alien race had storage witch artifacts.
So what did his pitiful beast hide bag count for?
Shen Can suddenly lost his passion for moving things.
And the cultivation method of the cannibal monsters was actually using the Upper Lake Division for cultivation.
No wonder the vitality of the Upper Lake Division greatly diminished, and everyone was cursed.
Carrying the loaded ores, Shen Can sneaked out of the Upper Lake Division and returned to the place where he and Huo Shan hid things.
Huo Shan took over the items and placed them in the temporarily dug storage cave.
"Acan, today when I was wandering nearby, I saw the tribe’s marks left behind."
Hearing this, Shen Can reacted.
"The clan leader and the others arrived so quickly?"
It’s only been a few days. Wasn’t there a thousand clan soldiers in the Upper Lake Division? It seems they’ve been wiped out.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Can said, "Tomorrow, let’s make contact with the tribe to see what’s going on."
...
The next day.
A hundred miles east of the Upper Lake Division, three independent tribal soldiers set up separate camps.
In this attack on the Upper Lake Division, the Blazing Flame, Cyan Bird, and Ape Mountain each dispatched three Celestial Veins.
The Blazing Flame dispatched four hundred clan soldiers, with eight hundred auxiliary soldiers transporting grain, weapons, wooden spears, and arrows.
Cyan Bird and Ape Mountain each dispatched eight hundred clan soldiers.
They gathered a total of two thousand martial artists.
The three divisions first lured and killed the Upper Lake Race Leader Shui Xing and accompanying elders and some Mountain Opening Realm martial artists under the guise of attending a banquet in the northern mountains.
Then they used archers to shoot half of the resting clan soldiers of the Upper Lake Division and wiped out the remaining soldiers.
The remaining slaves being transported north from the Upper Lake Division were also brought back.
The leaders of the three divisions promised that after destroying the Upper Lake Tribe, these slaves would have a field to till in the Great Marsh.
As miner slaves and field slaves of the Upper Lake Division, these people suffered greatly.
Now that they have a chance for revenge, one can imagine their current mood.
No weapons?
No need.
They would cut trees for weapons, raise poles as flags, and prepare to charge into the Upper Lake Division.
Inside the main tent of the camp.
Huo Chang, Cang Hex, and Ape Peak awaited the return of scouts from their respective tribes.
"Clan Leader Huo, your division probably has about a dozen witch apprentices, right?"
Ape Peak glanced at Huo Chang.
"Not a dozen, just five." Huo Chang responded, "Thanks to the strong support from both of you, I found three people with a talent for witch cultivation among the slaves."
Upon hearing this, Ape Peak’s old face did not smile.
"Ape Race Leader, as a great clan with a thousand-year legacy, first with the Witch Testing Talisman granted by Young Master Fu, then the cultivation method for witchcraft, I imagine it won’t be long before a batch of wizards will appear."
Huo Chang was also good at flattery; kind words didn’t waste resources.
Acan gave both their divisions the witchcraft heritage, this he knew.
Witchcraft may not be something you can cultivate even if given to you, not to mention parts were omitted.
In any case, he didn’t deceive these two divisions, but they were free to cultivate as they wished.
Huo Chang was quite envious of the foundation of Cyan Bird and Ape Mountain, each being tribes with over ten thousand people, and the witch apprentices they selected exceeded those of Blazing Flame.
Half a day later, the scout team from the Ape Mountain Tribe returned first.
"Report to the Clan Leader, just like yesterday, today the Upper Lake Division remains eerily quiet."
"There are people working the fields, but almost no one communicates with each other."
Subsequently, scouts from the Blazing Flame and Cyan Bird tribes also returned.
They received almost identical reports.
"What has happened to the Upper Lake?"
"Could it be that the rumors spread in the Ruins Market haven’t reached them?"
"That’s not right; there are Upper Lake tribe members in every Ruins Market, they should know."
"The people we’ve encountered en route are detained in the valley, so even if news of our deployment is out, they should prepare for war."
"Why is it so quiet? Did they take dumb medicine?"
The scene in the Upper Lake Division truly puzzled the three clan leaders.
Are they resigned to their fate, or will they erupt from silence?
The three discussed and decided to observe for a few days, continuing to push the dissemination of rumors.
Huo Chang returned to his camp, and Huo Hou approached him eagerly.
"Clan Leader, I made contact with Huo Shan."
"The Ancestral Temple Keeper has moved all the best resources from the Upper Lake Division and hidden them outside."
Huo Chang was overjoyed, "I knew Acan would have a way."
"Did Acan say anything else?"
"The Ancestral Temple Keeper said there’s a cannibal alien race being kept within the Upper Lake Division."
"How can there be an alien race?"
Huo Chang was visibly shocked.
An alien race!
Such a thing was akin to a legend for the Blazing Flame Division.
"The Ancestral Temple Keeper also said that the people of the Upper Lake Division are all cursed, which is why they are so silent."
Huo Chang let Huo Hou rest, paced back and forth a few times, and had a plan in mind.
In the temporarily established camp, over three thousand remaining slaves were placed in the innermost section.
On the Blazing Flame’s side, there were eight hundred auxiliary soldiers selected from among the subordinate people, and the squad leaders and decurions were all Blazing Flame clan members.
Huo Chang arrived among the auxiliary soldiers, checking them just like clan soldiers.
Openly, only he, Huo Qingg, and Huo Muu, three Celestial Vein Martial Artists, came to the land. In fact, he also brought Huo Qii among the auxiliaries, along with twenty Mountain Opening Realm Martial Artists.
As for the clan division, the three giant crossbows on the ironwood ship have been dismantled and placed in three directions around the clan land.
"Clan Leader."
Huo Qii saw Huo Chang’s gaze and quietly moved to the corner.
"Tomorrow, when the auxiliary soldiers go out to gather firewood, quietly take people to find Huo Shan."
"Once there, follow Acan’s arrangements."
"If there’s any real danger, escort Acan back to the clan."
...
Under the night sky.
Below the Ancestral Temple.
A black-haired alien was sleeping soundly.
Previously, Shen Can had been focused on transporting things, and to avoid alerting the snake, he only observed this alien from afar.
Who would have thought that this cannibal monster had a great treasure?
Now, his Divine Sense cautiously landed on the cannibal monster.
Every day it eats with its mouth wide open, being served by others.
An alien creature was more comfortable than him, the Ancestral Temple Keeper, truly despicable.
Unfortunately, the monster wasn’t cultivating tonight, leaving Shen Can rather speechless as he retreated.
Not eager to cultivate, its brain must have issues.
Outside the Upper Lake Division, Huo Shan came to greet and take over the resources Shen Can had moved out, only to find his hands empty.
Huo Shan found it a bit strange that Acan hadn’t moved anything tonight but didn’t question further.
After so many days of moving things, Acan might just be tired.
Shen Can exhaled, refining the Forest Department Seal he had obtained.
He discovered that the seal not only had the power to suppress and mobilize water vapor but also to level soil and stone and to affiliate with grass and trees.
The next day.
Shen Can and Huo Shan waited in a concealed spot outside the Upper Lake Division until the returning Huo Hou arrived.
Unexpectedly, Huo Qii also came with twenty Mountain Opening Realm Martial Artists.
Huo Qii spoke, "Acan, the Clan Leader said, let us follow your orders."
Shen Can nodded, "When is the tri-division army planning to act?"
"The situation in the Upper Lake Division is a bit strange; the Clan Leader and others have decided to wait a few days, letting the spread of released news see what unfolds."
Huo Hou brought back the latest news from the three clans.
"Go back and tell the Clan Leader, when attacking Upper Lake, to make our Blazing Flame stance clear.
Aliens laughing as they feast on humans, refining them into materials—the Blazing Flame Division will not allow such rampant behavior from aliens, Blood Witches."
Upon hearing Shen Can’s words, Huo Hou was a bit bewildered.
He was somewhat confused about the meaning behind this message.
This message for Huo Chang was what Shen Can pondered deeply the previous night.
For a tribe to ascend not only needs Martial Dao, Witchcraft Path, and sacrifices but also a name and reputation.
This intangible thing does exist, however.
The three divisions—Upper Lake, Cyan Bird, and Ape Mountain—have all been passed down for millennia.
Yet, look at what these three divisions are doing in this region.
They built some Ruins Markets, and the most significant trade was selling slaves.
Damn, even selling their own people.
On the vast land, there are natural disasters, Disaster Beasts, alien races, Blood Witches—a community fate that should be shared by the Human Race, turned into an every-man-for-himself situation.
Ridiculous play.
It’s fortunate that the ancestors of the Human Race were cremated; otherwise, they’d rise from their graves to strangle this lot.
The Upper Lake Division could entirely serve as the starting point for the Blazing Flame Division to build its reputation.
"Also, you need to tell the Clan Leader not to rush in. Only when the Upper Lake Division is in chaos should we take action."
The cannibal monster doesn’t cultivate every day; Shen Can still needs to seize the timing of its cultivation.
...
Three days later.
Inside the cave of the Upper Lake Ancestral Temple.
The well-fed cannibal monster was sleeping soundly.
Shen Can quietly waited for it to take out the Witch Pouch.
He waited until midnight when the cannibal monster woke up and opened its mouth, spitting out a small Witch Pouch.
Whoosh!
A streak of black light suddenly flashed, directly stabbing at the cannibal monster’s face.
An ambush.
The sudden commotion startled the cannibal monster, causing it to frantically roll over, releasing a blood glow from its body.
At the same moment, a stream of water quickly coalesced, wrapping around the Witch Pouch and rapidly bringing it towards Shen Can.
Shen Can grabbed the Witch Pouch.
Without any pause, he turned to flee.
Aliens can be killed at any time.
First get the Storage Witch Artifact into his pocket for safety.
"Roar!"
The roar echoed through the Upper Lake Division, awakening the once-silent tribe.
Many Upper Lake Race people, who were sleeping soundly, were suddenly startled awake, their eyes turning blood-red.
Especially in the Ancestral Temple, where the Ancestral Temple Keeper Shuilan, kneeling before the Divine Tablet, rolled on the ground clutching his head.
Bloody mists burst from his body, expanding and tearing his robe.
Upon entering the water, Shen Can glanced around; a stream of water surged from his backside, swiftly propelling him forward.
Fortunately, he didn’t impulsively start a fight; if surrounded...
