I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Chapter 548: Chapter 228: The Battle Begins—Raiding Your Stronghold!

"Ancestral Temple Keeper, if finer witch artifacts pierce the fabric, they might still find a chance to penetrate through the gaps into the body."

As she presented the fabric to Shen Can, the Weaver Girl instead spoke of the shortcomings of the cloth before them.

Weaving the cloth in a short time had exhausted her greatly, thinning her entire body, her lips cracked, and her eyes slightly sunken.

"I don’t know if this fabric meets Ancestral Temple Keeper’s requirements."

Upon saying this, the Weaver Girl felt a bit uneasy in her heart.

"You’ve done very well."

Shen Can took out a piece of Treasure Medicine from the Witch Pouch and crushed a little to envelop the Weaver Girl.

Moments later, a touch of blush appeared on the Weaver Girl’s face.

Shen Can no longer looked at the fabric but rather at the Weaver Girl.

"Your strength is still too low."

The Weaver Girl rubbed her hands a bit nervously, she had tried cultivating the Martial Dao, but it wasn’t going well.

As for Witch Cultivation, her Divine Sense Power wasn’t all that bad, better than some witches.

Regarding her cultivation, the resources given by the clan were more than those given to talented martial artists, but the effect was still not good; she was only a Mountain-Opening Realm Martial Artist to date.

At this moment, Shen Can was thinking, if her cultivation talent can’t be changed, then he should raise the grade of cultivation resources. While the Divine Treasure couldn’t be upgraded, the Celestial Vein could still be.

Additionally, there should be more guards around the Weaver Girl.

Looking at the anxious woman in front of him, Shen Can softly said, "From now on, don’t weave anymore; go back and have a good rest for a month."

"Yes."

The Weaver Girl nodded and slowly retreated.

Only then did Shen Can look at the fabric before him; the texture was rough to the touch, and under Divine Sense, a fingernail-sized area contained nearly thirty thousand Witch Knots overlapping.

Three times improved compared to the previous material.

The Witch Knots were extremely tight, with very small gaps, even Divine Thought had to be needle-shaped to pass through.

To make it into a war garment, it can’t be sewn by ordinary clan members; he would need to personally handle it, as others couldn’t even pierce the thread into the fabric.

Above the fabric, there was a roll of green thread, brought by the Weaver Girl.

Shen Can couldn’t make clothes.

He invited several elderly women skilled in needlework from the clan to teach him hand-on-hand over two days until he finally managed to put together a set of war garments.

When he wore the war garments on his body, Shen Can reached out to sense the toughness of the clothes.

Then his entire body suddenly enlarged, and the war garments expanded with his body.

He tried several times before feeling assured.

Not easy, finally no longer casually exposed.

...

Yongyi, heartland.

In the Giant Mountain Range, he found Xuan Pu of Blazing Flame Bo Division, who found Yu Cheng riding the Flying Ship.

"Uncle Ancestral, found it, found it!"

After landing on the Flying Ship, he handed a Jade Scroll to Yu Cheng.

This was also a habit cultivated by Spirit Shepherd over the years, where he would imprint the observed land into the Jade Scroll.

Yu Cheng’s Divine Sense directly entered the Jade Scroll, and the more he looked, the more his eyebrows furrowed.

"This tower!"

Imprinted in the Jade Scroll was everything that Xuan Pu had seen.

The Heaven-Encompassing Tower hanging high above Blazing Flame Bo Division, while Xuan Pu couldn’t determine if it was indeed their Witch Tower, Yu Cheng recognized it at a glance.

Yu Bo and the others didn’t die at the hands of the Giant Mountain Beast!

Suddenly, Yu Cheng returned to his senses.

Wrong!

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn’t have recklessly opened the Witch Array, personally grabbing sacrifices!

It was the Great Witch Priest who said Yu Bo and the others were trapped in the Giant Mountain, and he did not suspect at the time.

Yu Cheng truly wanted to shout, the Great Witch Priest misled me!

"Tier Five Witch Array!"

"That is the tower of my Holy Envoy Race!"

Yu Cheng flared up with anger, using the Tier Five Witch Tower of his Holy Envoy Race as the suppressive object against the very Holy Envoy Race!

Good, good, this Human Race Bo Division truly deserves to die!

Feeling Yu Cheng’s fury, Xuan Pu was pressed against the Flying Ship by the aura, not daring to move a bit.

A full quarter hour passed before Yu Cheng contained his anger.

"No matter how powerful the Witch Array, it’s dead; the old man doesn’t believe you can keep holding out, nor believes you have a second Beast Pill!"

Yu Cheng spoke murderously.

Xuan Pu also brought back good news.

Before still worrying about the Tier Five Luwu in the Giant Mountain Range, now no need to worry.

Yu Bo and the others did not perish at the hands of the Giant Mountain Beast, nor in the mouth of Old Luwu.

It’s all the doing of this Human Race Bo Division that blasted him.

There is only one division of vendetta!

If it were anyone else, they might misjudge, but his Holy Envoy Race’s Heaven-Encompassing Tower was displayed by others, this time it’s truer than true.

After venting his anger, Yu Cheng began to ponder.

Though he didn’t believe the Human Race had a second Beast Pill, he was injured by the first Beast Pill, unable to exert full power.

Otherwise, the Elder Witch Priest would not have used this Flying Ship as a means to quell the situation.

Just to keep immeasurable suppression over Yongyi, making these people still tremble in fear before the Holy Envoy Race.

Now nearly all the Hunting Sacrificial Envoys are lost, and the Spirit Shepherds in the clan can’t bear much tumult; this affair needs to be handled by the people of Yongyi.

Locals fighting locals is easier.

"Get up and listen to me."

Thinking of this, Yu Cheng called up Xuan Pu, who was prostrated on the ground.

"You this way..."

...

Yongyi, Celestial Demon Bo Division.

Purple thunderous gusts filled the air, the Tier Five oppression descended from the sky.

Before the storm a hundred miles away dispersed, the Flying Ship had already rushed ahead to the Celestial Demon Race Territory.

Upon the disturbance, the Celestial Demon Ancestor and Lord Celestial Demon flew out from the clan, braving the turbulent winds to come outside the Flying Ship.

"Greetings, my lord."