I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 91 - 54: 9 Ding and 8 Gui, Blazing Flame Sacrificial Artifact_3

If there is any negligence, thinking that the Blazing Flame is now powerful, then it will eventually follow in the footsteps of these tribes.

Shen Can naturally understood Huo Chang's thoughts.

Huo Chang's ambitions are not small.

At this moment, some writing from the children has already been placed in the sacrificial vessels.

Without a method to guide the residual spirit, Shen Can naturally thought of an unorthodox way.

While wiping the bronze cauldron, Huo Chang entered the Ancestral Temple, and together with Shen Can began to wipe.

"Clan Leader, after this millet harvest, I will head south to guide the residual spirits. Before I depart, I will gather the Clan Division and dependents for a Great Sacrifice.

At that time, your sacrificial text not only needs to be read aloud but will also be taken by me for the ancestor residual spirits to see. Are you prepared?"

"Preparing."

A rare look of nervousness appeared on Huo Chang's face.

"Boast a little, to become an Upper Division, one must have the strength to protect one side. To achieve the Bo Division, one must have the courage to suppress all directions.

Our Blazing Flame may not be an Upper Division, but we have the faith to protect the surrounding tribes."

"I know."

Huo Chang nodded. Living self-sufficiently in a secluded place naturally requires little thought, but great strength inevitably bears greater responsibilities.

Annexing other tribes is a fact, and at that time waging war against alien races will also be a fact.

...

Several months later.

From Blazing Flame Race Mountain to the west coast of Great Marsh, in the stretch of the Great Wall of Fire, the waves of wheat rolled, golden and radiant.

Along the coast, over a million acres of wheat millet wafted with a faint fragrance.

At dawn, Shen Can walked out of the Ancestral Temple, gazing far into the distance.

Today is the day for the unified harvest of millet.

The entire tribe became busy.

Huo Shan led the Ironwood Ship into the Great Marsh, preparing for the Great Sacrifice following the harvest.

...

"Sacrifice!"

The sound of the horn rang out, this time it was Huo Shan blowing the cow horn trumpet.

Huo Xian was old, and his blowing wasn't very loud.

From the Ancestral Temple down to outside Clan Mountain, it stretched uninterrupted.

At the forefront were the children of the Blazing Flame Tribe and dependents, behind them were the Blazing Flame Tribe People, and further back were the dependents, forming a long dragon.

The children held various ceramic plates, jars, pots, and urns.

Inside were millet, rice, fruits, turbid wine, and meat meticulously selected by the dependents from Blazing Flame Race Territory to the thirteen gathering points. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

...

"...Blazing Flame, may we uphold the ancestors' ambitions, do our best, and protect one side."

Amidst the roaring mountain winds, Huo Chang's stirring voice was heard.

The sacrificial text was simple to only a few sentences, without even parallel wording.

The children entered the Ancestral Temple, each touching the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels, offering the tributes they brought.

Inside the nine tripods and eight sacrificial vessels of the Ancestral Temple, they were piled with hand-written scrolls by children of the tribe and dependents.

There were also beast teeth, shells, and bones played with during their childhood.

The tribe lacks heritage and cannot manage high-end rituals, so Shen Can prepared a children's sacrificial feast.

...

After the clan sacrifice was the grand celebration of the entire tribe, even the dependents did not miss out.

Under the night sky, a dozen figures looked into the distance at the clan land filled with bonfires and the sound of revelry.

"Alas, too unprofessional."

Shen Can mocked himself, slowly retracting his gaze, looking at the dozen or so figures beside him.

Except for him and Huo Shan, there were thirteen remaining.

Half of the people had white hair at their temples, the others had faces like ancient bronze, showing a weathered visage.

"Let's go."

Shen Can took the first step. Originally, Huo Chang wanted to go as well, but the sacrifice to the residual spirits required the Ancestral Temple Keeper. If Huo Chang went within the tribe, there would be no one to make decisions.

As for Huo Shan, Shen Can didn't need to think much. Huo Shan's sole purpose was that once danger was encountered, no matter the cost, to carry him and run, run, run!

In front of the tribe's bonfire, Huo Chang held a cup of turbid wine, gazing at the darkness beyond the tribe.

Inside the Ancestral Temple, Huo Xian stood at the doorway, his stooped body motionless for a long time.