I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself

Yann Wanyun didn’t rush, as the Ancestral Temple Keeper before him was different from any he had seen before. Not all Ancestral Temple Keepers could host such a powerful Sacrificial Spirit.

Once Shen Can fully sensed every inch of the tattooed three-headed body, he returned to the stone chair and sat down, closing his eyes. His arms rested on the chair’s armrest, fingers gently tapping, as if deep in thought.

[You transform from an ordinary person and begin cultivating the Three-Headed Secret Technique. After a year of tireless cultivation, you’ve finally mastered this technique and discovered its surprising ability to accelerate the refining of blood energy.

Three months later, you advanced to the Stone-Breaking Realm, and eight months later to the Mountain Opening Realm.

Three years later, with the power of Seventy-Nine Desolations, you advanced to the Celestial Vein Realm, instantly connecting two Celestial Veins.

Upon advancing to the Celestial Vein Realm, blood energy rushed through your veins, and the tattoos of the three-headed body began to appear on your skin, seemingly emerging from your flesh.

You steadily cultivate to the Celestial Vein Ninth Layer, and the three-headed tattoos become increasingly lifelike, frequently accompanied by whispering voices.

You can’t make out these words, but they’re most frequent during cultivation, gradually impacting your progress.

Your firm will leads you to search for countermeasures, and by slowing your cultivation pace, the whispers indeed become less frequent.

Thirty years later, you finally reach the Celestial Vein Ninth Layer, with three-headed tattoos covering your whole body. Although they seem to appear on the surface, in reality, like veins, they are intertwined throughout your flesh, like webs entwining your flesh and bones.]

[You start comparing this to the Desolate Beast Battle Body, which spews Beast Patterns from the bones, bolstering the physique.

Though the three-headed tattoos grow from within, they are akin to cocoons, wrapping your entire self within.]

...

[Then you continue cultivating, this time without reservation. In the thirty-ninth year, you leap from the Celestial Vein Ninth Layer straight to the Divine Treasure Realm.

As expected, as you advance to the Divine Treasure Realm, the blood web woven within your body becomes denser, enveloping your being entirely. It’s like being a puppet controlled by Witch Silk, the one being manipulated.]

...

Inside the Clan Hall, Yann Wanyun dressed again and quietly sat on the stone chair, awaiting Shen Can’s contemplation.

Shen Can indeed appeared to be deep in thought.

After a long time, Shen Can opened his eyes and looked toward Yann Wanyun.

"Yann Race Leader, when the three-headed tattoos erupt, how do they devour your soul?"

This question arose because Shen Can discovered that his cultivation based on the Secret Technique spoken of by Yann Wanyun did not lead to the situation where the three-headed tattoos consumed himself.

Perhaps this was due to him only cultivating the Secret Technique without having the murals’ mystic radiance enter his body.

"Let’s go, to the Ancestral Temple."

Without waiting for Yann Wanyun to speak further, Shen Can stood up and headed outside the Clan Hall.

...

Half an hour later.

Inside the Ancestral Temple.

Yann Wanyun sat cross-legged, tore off all his robes, and began to mobilize his blood energy.

"It’s ready!"

At the sound, Shen Can raised his hand and struck Yann Wanyun with a palm blow.

Boom!

As the palm landed on Yann Wanyun, it resonated loudly. His entire blood energy shook, and upon being attacked, he immediately worked to smooth the disturbance in his body.

Buzz!

In the same moment, the Beast Patterns on Yann Wanyun’s body seized the opportunity, igniting a black glow, as if coming alive from his form, transforming into a blood-mist enshrouded three-headed figure.

"Ah!"

Soon, Yann Wanyun felt his soul being pulled.

Among the three skulls, the one with Yann Wanyun’s visage was immediately bitten by the other two heads.

Upon his soul being assaulted, Yann Wanyun failed to fully control the blood energy around him. Glowing masses of blood energy transformed into Red Fire, swirling around him, attempting to refine the tattoos with flames.

Yet the tattoos had merged with his being long ago, refining them equated to refining himself.

"Clang clang clang!"

Simultaneously, the sound of chains echoed in the Ancestral Temple, and the awakened Sacrificial Spirit Dragon springing from the Sacrificial Tripod Cauldron became alarmed.

His gaze falling upon Yann Wanyun immediately revealed a murderous light.

"Vile spawn of the Three-Headed Kingdom, still plaguing the Human Race!"

As he spoke, Jii Tianlong reached out towards Yann Wanyun with a surge of mighty War Intent. The three-headed tattoos surrounding Yann Wanyun emitting a sharp scream, their momentum swiftly dwindling.

"Elder Jii, stop!"

Observing the changes in the tattoos, Shen Can immediately intervened and stopped Jii Tianlong.

Jii Tianlong withdrew his raised hand and glanced at Shen Can without saying much.

"Ah!"

In the absence of the Sacrificial Spirit’s War Intent’s suppression, the three-headed tattoos resumed their wildness.

In a flash, Yann Wanyun’s body emitted twisted void ripples, which were devoured by the other two skulls.

Shen Can’s Divine Sense fell upon it, repeatedly being bounced back.

"Elder Jii, please suppress this three-headed form, don’t let it return within the body or become too strong."

Rumble!

On the Tripod Cauldron, Jii Tianlong’s eyes glisten with blood light, and his War Intent coagulated into a tangible Blood River. His hands reached down towards Yann Wanyun.

The left and right hands simultaneously held the manifest three-headed form, with powerful War Intent continually washing over it, giving rise to ear-piercing eruptions.

Seeing the three-headed form being subdued, Shen Can’s Divine Sense rapidly scanned.

Sensing Yann Wanyun inside and out, the apparent image of the three-headed form was magnified in perception, viewing deeper from the surface.

It was clear that countless dense patterns were affixed to Yann Wanyun’s flesh, like maggots in the bones, integrated with the flesh.

This aspect was quite similar to the previous deduction: Yann Wanyun’s body had long been enveloped by dense blood lines.

Enduring such excruciating agony daily, imagining the resilience of this Yann Race Leader’s will was incredibly powerful.

Shen Can continued grasping the blood lines for deeper sensing, and discovered the foundation patterns composing the three-headed tattoos.

As the Desolate Beast Battle Body manifested combination Beast Patterns on bones, within Yann Wanyun’s flesh, the primary three-headed Beast Pattern was finally found.

...

Blood Gate Mountain City.

Xiaoyang Camp, Stone Tower Hall.

"Using external force is futile!"

Muo Xiao formed seals with both hands, a blood-colored shadow with three solitary heads hovered around him, spinning with blood-like flowing light, intertwining and merging with his form.

The three heads manifested with three distinct faces.

The middle face was precisely Muo Xiao.

"Two selves, aid me!"

A low call, the shadow’s other head with Xiaoyang’s visage shone brightly.

...

At the same time, in the Ancestral Temple of the Xiaoyang Muo Yan Clan Land.

A Great Witch Priest in a broad dark robe, eyes suddenly lit with blood glow.

Witch Power surged around him, and from above emerged a three-headed phantom, giving rise to roaring sounds.

"Devour!"

"Let’s see how long you can endure!"

At this moment, the Great Witch Priest’s expression and murmurs mirrored Muo Xiao precisely.

...

Three Fires, Ancestral Temple.

Surrounding Yann Wanyun, the three-headed phantom’s other two heads suddenly burst open, poised to bite the head with Yann Wanyun’s likeness.

"Subdue!"

At this moment, immense War Intent coalesced into a bloody spear, directly piercing through the two heads.

Seizing the chance, Yann Wanyun stabilized his mind and forcibly returned the three-headed phantom to its place.

Ah!

Yann Wanyun exhaled deeply, appearing extremely fatigued, he looked toward the Sacrificial Spiritess Jii Tianlong, wanting to stand in reverence but was stopped by Jii Tianlong.

"Your will is strong, but born too late. Had you fought alongside the Marquis..."

Jii Tianlong shook his head in regret, "You’ve been cursed with the Three-Headed Kingdom Secret Technique; the casters can command two bodies."

As Jii Tianlong spoke, his face revealed contemplative expressions, showing that his memories persisted from his instincts before death.

Though the Three-Headed Kingdom Secret Technique was rare, recalling now was already difficult.

"Command two bodies."

Upon hearing, Shen Can thought this secret technique worth learning.

A person could only oversee one Ancestral Temple, but with two more puppet bodies, wouldn’t that triple the oversight, managing three Ancestral Temples?