I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself Chapter 183 87: Another Migration? Lingyu Comes from the Wes

"I picked this up in a vast valley."

"I led the tribe through the mountains in the north and found a river valley, with flat terrain and vast area, inhabited by a herd of big horned deer. There are many Mountain-Splitting Kui, and countless smaller Wild Beasts."

Huo Kui recounted what they had seen and heard in the mountains.

The reason for coming back was because they saw a fire outside the mountains, in the direction of the tribe.

No one in the group had the mind to continue exploring, so they hurriedly crossed mountains and ridges to return.

On the way, they were worried, fearing that the tribe might be gone.

"Akui returned just at the right mont."

Huo Chang slapped Huo Kui's shoulder abruptly, "The place is not far, Akui and his group took just over ten days to enter the valley. If our entire tribe migrates there, it would take at most a month."

The key is that it's hidden, and without a map, it's hard to find. It allows the tribe ample ti for cultivation and farming."

Huo Chang was excited, sweeping away the gloom of previous days.

With a stable ground for developnt, his worries were alleviated.

Otherwise, he'd have to worry about Skoyang in the front while fearing the ho base might be raided.

Though dispersing the tribe into the forests might delay party developnt.

"Is the valley thoroughly investigated?"

"We've looked all around; didn't find any overly strong Wild Beasts."

Huo Kui nodded, "When we discovered the valley, we were astonished by its vastness and fertility, thinking how much grain could be cultivated. So I led a group to explore it."

Soon, Huo Chang and Shen Can reached a consensus.

The tribe will undertake a second migration.

This ti, not only the Blazing Fla Tribe was involved, but also various Vassal Tribes.

There aren't many mbers of the Human Race in the Northern Lands, and since Blazing Fla couldn't communicate with Ji Land in a short ti, each mber of the Human Race is precious.

"Akui, instruct soone to lead the way, let Ashan take people to explore that river valley again."

"And since your people have returned, first head to the Eastern Marsh Yongshan Ruins, see if you can find any opportunities."

Huo Chang spoke, thinking opportunities must not be missed, and the urgency wasn't imdiate. The Blazing Fla Tribe has enough ti to prepare.

Soon, clan soldiers began transmitting orders, and from the clan lands to vassal tribes, everyone started bustling.

They filled water from the dark channels using pottery and copperware, preparing for the journey ahead.

This dark channel had sustained the Blazing Fla Tribe Division's water supply for two months before and after the Golden Crow and Kuafu ravaged, providing a substantial part of the water supply to various Vassal Tribes.

Especially during those hottest days, nearly everything within the mountain range was scorched dry.

Huo Kui and others also prepared to head to the Great Marsh Yong Mountain Ruins.

Previously, tribe mbers and vassals suitable from the tribe and vassal tribes had been there continually to gain opportunities from the Yongshan Ruins.

Addtionally, Huo Chang had left personnel at the ruins, wanting to see if any external tribes were heading toward the ruins.

Just a day after Huo Kui had departed, tribe mbers left near the ruins reported back.

A westward Flying Ship landed outside the ruins.

Huo Chang's first thought was the Lingyu Bo Division.

"The Flying Ship is over ten zhang in size, intricately carved."

After hearing the description from the informants, Huo Chang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it wasn't like the ship that had flown over from the south before.

The ten-zhang size indicates it's a small Flying Ship, with not too high a rank.

"Quickly, instruct Huo Kui and the others to stop for now."

...

Under the night sky.

The Yongshan Ruins.

A ten-zhang-sized azure Flying Ship hovered outside the ruins, adorned with carved beams and painted pillars.

Several carved wood statues of Wild Beasts squatted on the eaves of the ship's buildings.

On the ship, a dozen figures leaned on the stern, gazing toward the entrance of the ruins.

"Haha, Yuchuan, stop embarrassing yourself. Can't enter ans can't enter."

A young Martial Artist dressed in a luxurious Celestial Silk Robe, with repressed anger on his face, stared at the illusion guarding the entrance.

Upon hearing the mocking from behind, Yuchuan cursed inwardly.

"A ghost, so stubborn even after all these years!"

Yuchuan reluctantly stepped back a bit, then approached the gate again.

"Who goes there!"

"Yuchuan of the Lingyu Tribe!"

The illusion holding a Long Spear, its facial features indistinct, slightly raised its head, scrutinizing Yuchuan.

"Scram!"

...

"Yuchuan, stop struggling. None of us can enter; this Yong Mountain isn't what it used to be."

"I think we shouldn't have co. It's been years, was the guardian under so curse? Why doesn't it let our Lingyu Tribe in anymore?"

"Damn, back in the day, our Lingyu ancestors offered quite a lot of sacrifices to this guardian."

Yuchuan turned around resentfully, heading for the Flying Ship.

Since the Lingyu Tribe's migration, or rather, even before according to clan records, the Yongshan Ruins hadn't let Lingyu Tribe mbers in frequently.

Not just the Lingyu Tribe, before them, many tribes from Yongyi had tried to enter, only to be blocked by this guardian at the gate.

Still, this was the strongest Bo Division's legacy from Yongyi, and the Lingyu Bo Division continually sends mbers to try their luck.

This ti, a Celestial Fire triggered by the Golden Crow and Kuafu caused extensive damage to the Lingyu Bo Division, wiping out nearly all cultivated river valley lands of subordinate vassal tribes.

Lingyu Rice, the most purchased grain across Yongyi divisions, had long sustained the tribe's industry. Recovery wouldn't be possible within a decade or longer.

As for why the gate was closed, nobody could say.

So say the tribe had received ample opportunities, intentionally leaving so for smaller tribes.

Others say it's because Lingyu once fled, losing their war intent.

"Let try!"

Another young man jumped off the Flying Ship, eager and ambitious.

"Lingyu Zedu!"

After a glance from the guardian.

"Scram!"

Zedu's face flushed instantly, blood surged, ready to strike.

The guardian casually waved the Long Spear, and Zedu coughed blood, flying backward.

"Adu."

A figure jumped off the Flying Ship, retrieving the young man.

"Damn, this guy must be cursed, denying his kindsn while entertaining the Alien Race, those wild mountain peasants!"

"Even if those savages receive the inheritance, can they overco the Alien Race?"

Zedu, still spitting blood, incessantly cursed.

The others appeared calm, but inside, they felt pleased.

The dozen youths ca from different main lines of Lingyu, ostensibly from the sa tribe, but internally they competed against each other.

This journey wasn't sanctioned by the tribe but was self-initiated, traversing mountains and ridges together.

No Elders from the tribe accompanied them like during the East Hunting Marsh expedition, because Elders dared not venture out.

The Golden Crow and Kuafu, one evaporating waters with blazing aura, the other stopping to drink everywhere, had long dried up the wetlands on their path.

The Lingyu Bo Division thrives on water, their clan's Witchcraft and Cultivation Techniques are all Water Elent.

Now, the hot weather suffusing with Fire Source Power, lacking water supply, diminishes the Lingyu Bo Division's tribe mbers' augnted combat power, further reducing their combat efficacy.

Thus, Clan Chiefs and other powerful mbers couldn't co out.

If detected by Skoyang, Tier Four Wild Beasts, or Lingyu Bo Division's enemies, they could easily face a siege.

After all, Lingyu Bo Division often mobilized flood to siege others.

Under water-fire flow rotation, it's the Lingyu Bo Division's turn to shut themselves in.

Massive changes, with the Lingyu River Valley ruined, the tribe itself needing prolonged recovery, being hunted and losing a Tier Four entity or nurous gifted Tier Three mbers would be catastrophic.

Contrarily, the dozen young tribe mbers were neither the top elite batch nor the worst talentless group.

Under minimal tribal constraints, sitting in a middle position, they faced little travel restrictions.

Otherwise, given severe tribal injuries, others either hide away or busy themselves restoring destroyed clan lands instead of venturing out.

So were still unconvinced, leaping off and approaching the guardian.

"Lingyu Xunyue!"

"Scram!"