I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 198 - 91: Five-Line Cultivation Technique, Blazing Flame Atlas, Celestial Craft Hall_3

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Originally, apart from wrestling on the kang at night, there was nothing much to do. Now, with 'stories' to listen to, everyone was quite happy.

In front of the campfire.

Huo Chang and Shen Can were drinking together, and the greedy Little Dragon Fish also came over, opening its mouth everywhere asking for food and drink.

"With so many Xiaoyang Race Soldiers, there must be a fight in Ji Land by now.

This kind of massive expedition probably means many tribes have been breached. Ji Land, after all, is a big place, so there must be a lot of heritage. We can send people to gather a group of skilled individuals."

Shen Can spoke, considering that seeking out related talents externally is also a way to accelerate development.

"Alright, I'll take a look when I go out this time."

Huo Chang nodded, as the current strategy of the clan was to recuperate and live in the valley while always executing the strategy of going north and south.

Heading north to find a passage to Dai Land, heading south to investigate the situation in Ji Land.

The goal is to open a path to the outside world, to obtain more resources and heritage beneficial to the tribe's development from the outside.

...

At this time, within a rift valley deep in the northern mountains.

Huo Shan led a group of people scrambling out of the dense forest, rushing into a pre-excavated cave ahead.

In the sky above the dense forest, Cyan Birds with entirely cyan feathers flapped their wings, dropping beams of cyan light, each strike causing a bloody hole when it hit the body.

After the group staggered into the cave, more than thirty Cyan Birds screeched, bombarding the cave with masses of cyan light.

The mountain rumbled, a large amount of fallen rocks rolled down, completely burying the cave.

After a long time.

The leading Cyan Bird screeched, and the other Cyan Birds flapped their wings and flew off into the distance.

This group of birds were entirely cyan, with fluffy tail feathers, more mystical and larger than the Cyan Feathered Sparrows supplied to the Blazing Flame Division by the Cyan Bird Tribe, with even the smallest having a wingspan of over two zhang.

The group of Cyan Birds chattered as they flew over the Shadowy Forest, landing on top of a gigantic cyan tree at the end of the rift valley.

The large cyan tree blossomed like a canopy, densely layered, with strange patterns on its surface resembling carved Witch Runes.

Nests were scattered amongst the branches, where the returning Cyan Birds landed into different nests.

In some nests, chirping chicks opened their mouths, waiting to be fed.

Some female birds returned from a distance carrying Wild Beasts, while others simply pecked at the tree trunk, extracting cyan bugs from beneath the bark to feed the chicks.

From afar, beneath the giant cyan canopy, clusters of cyan halos flickered, with some Cyan Birds standing on the tree trunk, absorbing the mysterious aura released by the cyan wood.

...

In the distance, on the other side of the collapsed mountain, Huo Shan emerged holding his head.

"It's been several months, and we still can't take down a bunch of birds."

A clansman holding a pecked arm showed an expression of displeasure.

In truth, if they'd really gone all out, using fire attack right away, along with dozens of giant crossbows, this group of birds would've been taken down long ago.

This mystical tree was lush and expansive in coverage, and it was only later that he noticed the nests beneath the cyan leaves.

These large cyan birds shimmered with spiritual light.

It felt just like the first time encountering the Little Dragon Fish, completely different from the dull-witted Mountain-Splitting Kui.

That's also why he hadn't struck decisively; once a large number of Cyan Birds were hunted, the remaining fledglings would be hard to tame.

Huo Shan squatted on a rock, rubbing the large bump on his head from being pecked while gnawing on some beast meat.

"I've already sent a message to the tribe, we'll wait a bit longer. No matter how spiritually wise a group of birds is, they are still just birds. We absolutely must move the tree and the birds back to the tribe."