Don't misunderstand, he wasn't stealing blood.
Instead, he felt that the shape of this Blood Vase was so similar to the illusory Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron inside his body, which made him involuntarily recall.
Unfortunately, after grabbing the Blood Vase, there was no reaction.
After several attempts, Shen Can gave up.
Looking at the beast blood in the Blood Vase, he thought about it and temporarily resisted the urge to steal.
Since the Kui Ox Fist can improve quality, stimulate more muscles and blood, then for maximum improvement efficiency, he could completely wait to elevate the Kui Ox Fist to Middle Grade, or even Top-Grade before proceeding with the enhancement.
Meanwhile, just eating beast meat is sufficient.
"Acan, have a meal. After eating, learn the sacrificial witchcraft and witch talisman with me."
Shen Can came to the East Ear Cave and saw that Huo Xian had already divided the cooked sacrificial meat. His pot was full of fine meat, along with two cracked bones with marrow stirring inside.
Huo Xian's pot, however, only contained simple bits of meat.
"I'm old, teeth aren't good, you're still young, have hope in martial arts, give it a try, don't be discouraged."
Holding his pot, Huo Xian returned to his desk and sat down, his attention once again falling on the beast hide scroll on the table.
The most important thing about martial arts is eating, but people differ greatly. Some people absorb well so their physique is naturally better. When breaking through to become a martial artist, they can withstand the impact of beast blood, and become a martial artist in one fell swoop.
Shen Can, being short, was obviously a lot worse.
Huo Xian didn't discourage Shen Can; he was the same when he was young.
Shen Can held his pot and returned to the West Ear Cave, eating with his head down, even drinking the soup until it was dry.
Then, taking advantage of the warm flow in his stomach, he practiced the Kui Ox Fist.
The side ear cave opened by the tribesmen was large, at least over ten yards in size, enough for him to practice his fist technique.
From the East Ear Cave, Huo Xian, hearing the commotion from the west side, didn't speak out to stop. He knew Shen Can hadn't given up on martial arts cultivation.
...
A quarter of an hour later.
Shen Can stopped moving.
He only felt a warm flow moving throughout his body, able to sense an increase in his bodily strength, unfortunately, there was no instrument to gauge specific growth values.
This indicated that the improved Kui Ox Fist had indeed enhanced its efficiency.
"If I could elevate the Kui Ox Fist to Top-Grade, maybe I wouldn't need to soak in beast blood, simply relying on eating beast meat daily and practicing the Kui Ox Fist could make me a martial artist."
Shen Can mused to himself, then got up and headed toward the East Ear Cave, gathering Huo Xian's eating utensils and using the rainwater to scrub them clean.
"This is passed down from several generations of witch doctors in the tribe, take a look."
In the East Ear Cave, Huo Xian handed Shen Can a mottled beast hide scroll, "Ask me if there are characters you don't understand."
The content on the beast hide scroll wasn't difficult to comprehend, as it was illustrated with drawings of various medicinal herbs and soil stones.
The ear cave quieted down, Huo Xian frowned as he flipped through a beast hide scroll, occasionally checking the shelves behind him.
Sometimes, he would glance at Shen Can who was flipping through the beast hide scroll.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
At this moment, as Shen Can was flipping through the beast hide scroll, he was actually pondering whether the witch doctor skill could be extrapolated.
He was also one of the victims of the Blazing Flame Tribe's witch doctor skill.
Of course, this wasn't Huo Xian's fault, it was due to limited tribal inheritance. Wanting to innovate, the tribe doesn't have that capability.
Moreover, it dares not innovate recklessly lest something unexpected happens, severely impacting the tribe.
It can only rely on the ancestral Witch Doctor's Manual for research.
Master Huo Xian's specialty was the Medicine Ball, for any illness just give a pill.
As for the Medicine Pill formula, it was extremely varied, with roots and stems of plants within a normal range, but also included house eaves ash, wild beast hair, etc.
As Shen Can's thoughts wandered, ideas emerged in his mind.
Sacrificial Master: Shen Can
Martial Arts Realm: Non-tiered.
Sacrificial Artifact: Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron
Quenching Technique: Kui Ox Fist (Lower Grade)
Witchcraft Path: Blazing Flame Division Witch Doctor Technique (Inferior), Witchcraft (None)
Cultivation Technique: None
Martial Arts Divine Technique: None
Lifespan: None
Seeing the change in the information of his thoughts, Shen Can understood that witch doctors could indeed be extrapolated.
Furthermore, witch doctors were just a branch of witchcraft path cultivation.
The next half month, Shen Can fully took over the sweeping of the Ancestral Temple, while Huo Xian's thoughts focused on organizing the witch doctor skills accumulated over years of practice.
Shen Can cleaned the Ancestral Temple every day, learned witchcraft, and practiced fists.
The rain fell relentlessly, hunting teams lacked fresh new sacrificial offerings; he wouldn't just wait idly. The quenching efficiency of Lower Grade Kui Ox Fist had significantly improved, coupled with daily sufficient beast meat.
He could clearly feel his strength increasing daily.
In the West Ear Cave, there was a one-and-a-half-meter-tall Black Elemental Stone. He wanted to try when he might be able to smash it.
"Acan, have a meal."
Huo Xian handed a full overflowing pot of beast meat to Shen Can, the amount was double that of previous days.
"If it's not enough, there's more, eat as much as you can."
Shen Can wolfed down the beast meat clean and practiced the Kui Ox Fist in the ear cave, warmth flowing throughout his body, invigorating muscles and blood.
"Hoo!"
After finishing his punches, he exhaled deeply and walked toward the cave entrance.
While practicing the Kui Ox Fist, he heard arguments outside; it seemed something was happening.
Dense water vapor rushed into the cave entrance, Shen Can felt displeased, "Damn rain."
At the mountainside, turbulent floodwaters rushed eastward, the waves crashing against the rocks with a never-ending roar.
There was no prey, truly delaying his ancestor sacrifices.
Amidst the misty water vapor, he saw more than ten shadows standing beyond the floodwater, led by the Chief of the Tribe, Huo Chang, the others were also Tier Two Mountain Opening Realm Martial Artists in the tribe.
They seemed to be salvaging something.
With relentless downpours, the Blazing Flame Tribe suffered great losses; buildings at the mountain base and small plots of land were washed away, and over a hundred tribesmen were lost.
Most of the missing tribesmen disappeared in the floodwaters while salvaging supplies.
Shen Can being pulled up by fellow tribesmen was indeed fortunate.
Salvaging supplies amidst the flash floods was unavoidable; no one knew how long the floods would last, so they could only store as much as possible to survive.
By now, whatever could be swept away in the mountains was gone, even rotten desolate beast corpses were gone, and supplies appeared less and less.
What was happening?
"Quick, look, another one's been brought up!"
A sharp-eyed tribesman pointed below and shouted.
...
On the flood bank.
Huo Chang stood at the top, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, very vigilant.
The scattered tribesmen around him each held hook spears tied with ropes, observing the waves crashing in the floodwaters.
One person hooked a giant wood with the spear and pulled it to the shore.
In the middle of this giant wood was a hole, both ends wrapped in vines, and a person, long since disfigured and soaked by water, embedded in the hole.
"Clan Leader, this is the third one."
Huo Shan carefully examined before speaking, "There's still no identification, unable to determine which tribe they belong to."
Amidst torrential floods, carving wood for boats, not being alone. There's only one possibility, which is, something happened to these people's tribe.
Fleeing in panic, it can only be a complete disaster.
Huo Chang looked and then instructed, "Continue saving, see if there are any more being washed down."
Tribes had long-established measures for flood response, choosing sturdy and tall mountains for residence, it had been raining for over eighty days.
Being washed out by floods at this time indicates the encountering tribe wasn't scattered by floods initially, but due to other reasons.
It's highly likely to be wild beasts.
Wild beasts unafraid of torrential floods can wipe out other tribes, which means they can also destroy his Blazing Flame Division.
In the following days, the tribe salvaged four more disfigured corpses one after another, all carved wood boats attempting to defy the overwhelming floods.
The sufferings of other tribes also made the atmosphere in the Blazing Flame Tribe somber.
Everyone knew the crisis capable of destroying other tribes could disastrously visit Blazing Flame, and those treading water fleeing could become them.
...
"Woof…"
Half a day later, a roar resembling a dog's bark echoed from afar amidst the surging waves, directly startling everyone.
Even in the Ancestral Temple, Shen Can stopped his punches towards the ancestors.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm.
It turned out to be a Tier Two Great Wilderness Exotic Species, a strange fish, not a high-tier wild beast.