I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself Chapter 459 - 194: The Secrets of the Witch Array (Part 3)

To give birth to a Witch Spirit in a Tier Four Witch Artifact, one can only capture an Innate Spirit Race and transform it into a Witch Spirit, which differs from one that is naturally nurtured.

Your esteed self should know, throughout the entire Yongyi, only my Bi Fang Bo Division possesses such secret techniques.

Otherwise, the various divisions wouldn’t co to our Bi Fang for artifact crafting."

Lord Bi Fang displayed a hint of pride.

In Yongyi, he, Bi Fang, is the most formidable forging division.

"If your esteed self wants your artifact to have a Witch Spirit, you must capture the Innate Spirit Race yourself. We, Bi Fang, only forge the artifacts."

Shen Can took out a piece of teorite iron, precisely a fragnt that had fallen from the starry sky before, extracted from his avatar’s mouth.

This piece of teorite iron is of high quality, still radiating a scorching aura.

"I wonder how long it takes to forge a Tier Four Witch Artifact, and if I could observe personally."

"As long as you are willing, within a year, a rough artifact can be forged for your esteed self."

Lord Bi Fang gazed at the dazzling teorite iron with fervor, for the yearning for ores in the forging division surpasses other tribes.

The piece of teorite iron Shen Can took out was half a zhang in size and extrely dense.

This differs from ore mined from veins underground, which must be re-forged to eliminate impurities.

But celestial teorite iron, while falling from high altitudes, engulfs in intense flas, equivalent to an initial forge through fierce fire during descent, leaving behind only the essence.

Lord Bi Fang’s gaze settled on Shen Can; he covets good materials imnsely.

With a thud, Shen Can lifted his hand and tossed another piece of teorite iron, half the size of the previous one.

"I have a narrow mind, many thoughts; after all, it’s a witch artifact crafted for myself, I must witness it personally to be assured, so I’m not subjected to any Witch Ban."

Shen Can looked at Lord Bi Fang and continued, "Lord Bi Fang, don’t misunderstand, it’s not directed at you but at everyone."

As he spoke, the skin beneath Shen Can’s coarse robe revealed dense scales tinged with a faint crimson hue.

No need for Lord Bi Fang to sense, it was directly visible to the naked eye.

Shen Can almost disclosed to Lord Bi Fang, he wasn’t human, or at the very least, not normal.

Yet, Lord Bi Fang feigned ignorance. Though Shen Can’s words made him slightly annoyed, observing Shen Can’s offered compensation, he instantly felt it normal for Shen Can, a beastified individual, to have twisted thoughts.

Previously, others coming to the Bo Division to craft Witch Artifacts also had strange intentions; it wasn’t uncommon to monitor the entire crafting process.

Moreover, observing is one thing, could it truly be learned?

Indeed it could, and that was Shen Can’s intention in coming.

He didn’t learn for free, he paid tuition.

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As Shen Can followed Lord Bi Fang to the center of the Bi Fang Race Territory, he felt Lord Bi Fang’s boast about being the foremost forging division in Yongyi held so truth.

At the center of the Bi Fang Race Territory, volcanoes drew forth a Fire Dragon as the forging fla.

That’s the reason Tier Four materials could be slted; otherwise, relying solely on wood and charcoal fire to slt high-tier ores wouldn’t be easy.

Searing hot waves surged from the undulating volcanoes, crimson Witch Bans flickered around and above them, forming a hundred-mile expanse of fiery prohibition, preventing fire qi from erupting from the volcano.

"This is the Fire Dragon Wall, taken by Ancestor Bi Fang from the Yongshan Bo Division in the past."

Aboard the Flying Ship, Lord Bi Fang proudly pointed to the crimson Witch Ban encircling the volcano.

"Back then, Yongshan had two great barriers: the Black Water Profound Light Curtain and the Fire Dragon Wall."

Shen Can surveyed below, as wagons transported ores into the valley ford by the volcano; all those hauling ores were slaves.

At a glance Shen Can understood why flying ships weren’t used for ore transport.

Slaves are cheaper.

Flying ships need witch arrays engraved for power sources, and Source Stones embedded.

Slaves are of such low value, if they die, more can be caught or bought outside.

After glancing over the slaves, Shen Can shifted his gaze to the Fire Dragon Wall.

The Fire Dragon Wall seed to be a collection of Fire Witch Patterns flashing and circulating, but actually, each Fire Witch Pattern was composed of smaller Witch Patterns forming a Fire Elent Witch Array.

The Flying Ship passed through the Fire Dragon Wall, entering the valley encircled by volcanoes.

Fire Lodges were arrayed along the valley’s sides, with people hamring the ores inside.

Each Fire Lodge contained its own small earth fire drawn outward.

As far as the eye could see, extending deep into the valley, people crafted manually, with occasional wizards walking in Fire Lodges aiding blacksmiths by engraving witch patterns onto nearly crafted weapons.

The first glance appeared grand, the second glance felt chaotic.

Slaves hauled carts along the valley road, delivering ores to each Fire Lodge. Actions slowed slightly were t with fists and kicks from blacksmith apprentices.

The apprentices vented their anger from master’s scolding onto the slaves, who bore it with their lives; ones collapsing were casually thrown into the furnace.

It was but a glimpse for Shen Can traversing the valley; the outer region crafted ordinary witch artifacts and armors, with the core most position being the hub of the Bi Fang Bo Division.

A towering volcano spewed flas, with cascading fiery lava occasionally pouring from its crater, streaming down its rocky walls.

Outside the volcano was surrounded by a lava river.

Across the lava river was a crimson iron bridge, directly leading beneath the volcano.