Chapter 585

"There are very many single women, they are everywhere, but those with only one child are very rare. The residents in this area have changed a lot recently, and I can't know the details of every place; I can only tell you the situation from a few days ago, or even one or two months ago," Wolf Bear said.

"Why are those with only one child rare?"

Wolf Bear said, "Too many wars have been fought this year, and almost all the able-bodied male shamans with some strength have been conscripted. Just in the past half-year, eleven thousand male shamans and three thousand female shamans were conscripted from our area. Basically, more than half of those in their prime were taken away. But I heard that we actually lost the great battle with the Human tribe, and lost very miserably, and most of those conscripted will not return."

"This year the conscription was just particularly severe; actually, there were conscriptions in previous years too. I don't know why, but for the last four or five years, we have been constantly fighting. You have seen it too; many houses in the town now have no shamans living in them."

"Therefore, three years ago, I followed the revelation of my ancestors and reopened the God-Sacrifice Feast, held once every half year."

Little Wei Yuan said, "What is the God-Sacrifice Feast?"

Wolf Bear said, "You are a noble Shaman Scholar lord and don't understand the customs of these lower people. Whenever the number of lower people is too small, the God-Sacrifice Feast will be opened. When the God-Sacrifice Feast is held, all the female shamans in the village who can still reproduce but have no male shaman to protect them must participate."

"On the night of the God-Sacrifice, they will drink secret herbal medicine, and then after the sacrifice, they will mate with all the males in the village. After the God-Sacrifice Feast ends, they can generally begin to conceive new life. The children born this way will be raised by the village, and if they really can't be raised, the town will also give some grain."

Little Wei Yuan felt that he knew the Shaman tribe quite well, but he didn't expect there to be such a custom. Many Shaman tribe commoner races give birth to many and grow fast, needing only five or six years to reach adulthood. No wonder the Shaman tribe can never be finished fighting, and they don't care at all if hundreds of thousands die in battle.

"Which single female shamans do you think are worth noting, and where do they usually live?" Little Wei Yuan pressed.

Wolf Bear said, "Come to my house; there is the only map of the town there."

Wolf Bear's house is located upstream of a small river, built with a dome-shaped house in the Shaman tribe style. The water from the river is diverted into the courtyard, half water and half land. There are many fat fish crawling around in the water in the courtyard.

When Little Wei Yuan and Wolf Bear flew into the sky, they happened to see several mother bears with slightly lighter fur relieving themselves by the river. Large clumps of unspeakable matter fell into the river and were washed downstream by the river water.

There are many strange fish in the river, and these things were eaten clean before they drifted very far, and then many Shaman tribe members downstream speared fish from the river and ate them raw directly.

At a glance, this town, apart from the scarcity of shaman laborers, doesn't appear particularly dirty or messy. Most of the strange odors floating in the air are also the toxic gases unique to the Shaman Domain, which are harmful to humans but beneficial to shamans.

The river water is very clear, and almost no debris can be seen on the water surface. It was originally a clean picture of beautiful mountains and clear waters, but now Little Wei Yuan knows that behind the clean appearance, it is truly hard to look at.

After entering Wolf Bear's house, Little Wei Yuan saw a mother bear who had just relieved herself walk in and serve a large fish. Little Wei Yuan highly doubted whether she had washed her claws. He remained calm and scanned with his spiritual sense, finding that not a single Shaman tribe member in the whole town was washing their claws.

Little Wei Yuan was suddenly glad that he had only drunk a few cups of wine in the inn, and Little Wei Yuan knew as soon as he tasted it that the wine was what he had sold to the Shaman tribe himself.

Wolf Bear enthusiastically urged him to eat, but Little Wei Yuan firmly declined.

Wolf Bear only thought Little Wei Yuan was unhappy and was so anxious he scratched his ears and cheeks, hurriedly calling in several young, beautiful, thick-legged, and thick-furred mother bears, preparing to serve the Spirit Shaman lord well.

Wolf Bear only hated that this place was too small and remote, all of them four-legged mediocre beauties, and he couldn't even find a five-legged beautiful shaman, let alone a six-legged peerless beauty.

Little Wei Yuan sternly refused!

Finally, Wolf Bear had to take out the map and point out the villages where shamans still lived, and then he saw Little Wei Yuan snatch the map and disappear instantly. This move shocked Wolf Bear so much he sat down on the ground; he had always thought that the strength gap between himself and this Spirit Shaman was not too great.

The two mother bears showed relief, saying it was fortunate he didn't take a fancy to them, otherwise they would have to accompany such an ugly shaman, and they would have nightmares at night.

Wolf Bear heard this, suddenly swung his bear paw, gave them a few hard slaps, and scolded, "You ignorant bumpkins! Master Peacock has said several times he is a Spirit Shaman! Do you know what this means?"

The two mother bears were then shocked: "Spirit Shaman, isn't that a lord equivalent to a Nether Shaman?"

Another mother bear said, "What equivalent to a Nether Shaman? It's clearly much more powerful than a Nether Shaman, okay? I heard that this time our several Nether Shamans faced the Spirit Shaman and were beaten until they were scurrying away. He is a Spirit Shaman, it doesn't look like it?"

Wolf Bear was so angry the fur on his face stood up, and he roared, "Spirit Shamans are different from us! Among them, those who have been recognized by the Elders and are considered to have a great chance of becoming Spirit Shamans can also call themselves Spirit Shamans! Such guys are sometimes even more terrifying than real Spirit Shamans! This is a real big shot; I was almost about to hold onto his hind leg, but it was all ruined by you two idiots! Can't you read more books?"

One mother bear was unconvinced: "What's the use of reading? You aren't teaching us to read for our sake, isn't it just because you crave our bodies?"

Wolf Bear couldn't reason with them at all and could only roar continuously.

At this time, Little Wei Yuan followed the map and had already arrived at the first village. He restrained his aura, put on a tattered cloak, and walked into the village.

Now Little Wei Yuan looked like a somewhat down-and-out Force Shaman who had just advanced to the Dao Foundation. It is said that in many Shaman tribe villages, a Dao Foundation stage shaman is enough to be a village chief. So this was just right; he wouldn't be looked down upon, nor would he be shocking.

Read every line without error, every word in the content!

Acting in the Shaman Domain cannot be too low-key; a Body Forging shaman rashly entering a strange village alone is basically just adding a dish for the villagers.

There were several Shaman tribe children playing at the entrance of the village, and seeing Little Wei Yuan enter the village, they all curiously surrounded him.

Just as Little Wei Yuan was thinking about what to use to send them away and ask for some information, a cry of surprise suddenly sounded from behind: "This old demon is so powerful!"

Little Wei Yuan turned his head silently and saw a Shaman tribe child with dark red skin, dragging a long tail, and a short, small arm growing under his left armpit, pointing at him and exclaiming continuously. It had a pair of unusually large dark red eyes, each the size of an egg.

This appearance was simply bizarre in the eyes of the Human tribe, ugly to the extreme, but clearly, this three-armed guy should be the most beautiful child in this village, and all the other Shaman tribe children followed him.

When this child looked at Little Wei Yuan, circles of patterns rippled in his pupils, seemingly wanting to suck in a person's soul.

Little Wei Yuan frowned slightly; under his gaze, he actually felt a faint sense of unease, as if something had been seen through.

The Shaman tribe child called out again: "Run, this is an old demon who has lived for hundreds of years!"

The group of Shaman tribe children were shocked and scattered in a rush. Little Wei Yuan frowned secretly, just wanting to catch the Shaman tribe child to ask what was going on, but his spiritual sense moved, and he discovered something unusual in a household, as if the target he was looking for was there.

In that courtyard, there was an ordinary Shaman tribe woman teaching a Shaman tribe child to write. The problem was that the child had grown quite large, but there was only one child in the courtyard. And Little Wei Yuan discovered many hidden Shaman tribe powerhouses in the village, distributed with this small courtyard as the center, secretly protecting the small courtyard.

(End of this chapter)