4: Great Wilderness
Sacrificial Spirit
Wish Power: 78 points
On the panel, the newly acquired profession, like the other two, was quite concise.
As Qin Jin's gaze focused on the words 'Sacrificial Spirit', a halo swirled, and information flowed into his mind.
Qin Jin closed his eyes, comprehending it carefully, and after about ten breaths, he opened his eyes.
He looked at the golden thread in his palm and mused, "Is this power obtained through the sacrifices of living beings, called Wish Power?"
"This is already a genuine transcendent power; no wonder it triggered life energy."
"There's a lot that can be done by expending this power."
"The Deep Drillers' non-human appearance made them not view me as one of their kind, so they chose to worship."
"So, I am now… a Mecha-type Sacrificial Spirit?"
Through the profession panel, he had already understood the relevant information about the Sacrificial Spirit profession.
The Sacrificial Spirit is a wondrous connection between the human race and extraordinary beings in this world; the human race offers sacrifices and worships the Sacrificial Spirit.
The Sacrificial Spirit provides protection to the human race, and in this process, the Sacrificial Spirit takes the lead and grows stronger through this opportunity.
Under the influence of Wish Power, the Deep Driller also underwent subtle changes, but everything was centered on him; this Wish Power was at his command, and if he changed mechas, he could also reclaim the Wish Power and bestow it upon a new mecha.
Qin Jin's gaze swept over the group of people prostrated before him.
The golden thread in his palm flickered slightly, and voices seemed to emerge from the void, entering his ears.
"Ancestors bless us, we have found a new Lord Sacrificial Spirit."
"The new Lord Sacrificial Spirit is so tall."
"It seems this Lord Sacrificial Spirit is not easy to communicate with."
"So hungry, so hungry, I'm really so hungry…"
"I really want to drink beast milk."
"Father, is Father really not coming back?"
Some of those voices were complete, while others were fragmented.
Those were their innermost thoughts.
Human beings offered their devout faith and worshipped the Sacrificial Spirit, thereby forming a mysterious connection with the Sacrificial Spirit.
With the blessing of Wish Power, Qin Jin could hear their inner thoughts and communicate telepathically.
"I had originally planned to record their language and writing, take them back for deciphering, and then communicate with them, but now it seems I don't need to."
With a thought, Qin Jin tentatively began to manipulate the Wish Power.
The golden patterns on the Deep Driller's chest flickered, dimming slightly, while a faint glow appeared around the crowd.
Before Qin Jin arrived here, they had already engaged in battle with the Fire Python, resulting in casualties.
Now, the injuries on the bodies of those elders began to heal under the shroud of the mist.
For Qin Jin, this newly appointed Sacrificial Spirit, while he couldn't bring the dead back to life, healing minor injuries was no longer an issue.
The glow enveloped them, and Wish Power was consumed, leaving 55 points.
And the faces of the elders who received treatment became even more devout, as they repeatedly prostrated themselves.
Qin Jin's expression was calm; the Deep Driller's right arm lifted with his movement, pointing towards the Fire Python on one side.
His voice, imbued with majesty by the Wish Power, spoke telepathically.
"Clean it up."
This was Qin Jin's first command.
As his words fell, the expression of the leading elder, who had been the first to worship, froze slightly, but then his face brightened with joy, and he quickly turned around, selecting a few people to work.
Those chosen dared not delay and immediately began to clean up; the Fire Python's blood, skin, flesh, and bones were collected separately.
Qin Jin first scanned everyone, finally settling on the leading elder, and his telepathic voice sounded again.
"The others go rest."
"I have some questions for you."
Upon hearing this, the elder's expression became solemn.
The others followed his instructions; after a major battle, there were still the corpses of their kin to deal with, leaving only the elder behind.
The elder straightened up, bowed respectfully to the Deep Driller, and reverently said in his mind, "Lord Sacrificial Spirit."
The Deep Driller leaned down to look at him.
The massive mechanical construct brought an immense sense of oppression.
"Your name, and your origins."
"This old man's name is Qi Chuan."
"We are from the Si Huo Tribe."
His voice contained a subtle sadness: "Our tribe was breached, and our tribe's former Lord Sacrificial Spirit fell. We have been trekking and fleeing for dozens of days to reach here…"
Facing the 'Lord Sacrificial Spirit' with whom he had established a connection, Qi Chuan's attitude was sincere, and he earnestly recounted everything he knew.
Qin Jin occasionally interjected with questions, and soon understood everything.
According to Qi Chuan, this region was called the Great Wilderness.
His Si Huo Tribe was originally a large tribe with tens of thousands of people.
The Sacrificial Spirit they worshipped was called the Stone Saint, which was a steep, peculiar stone that developed sentience and formed a connection with the ancestors of the Si Huo Tribe. After being worshipped and offered sacrifices for years, it grew increasingly powerful, protecting the tribe.
However, the Si Huo Tribe was attacked by a Ancient Remnant Species from the depths of the Great Wilderness this time; it was exceptionally fierce, and the Sacrificial Spirit, the Stone Saint, was dismembered and thus perished. Countless tribesmen died, and the surviving tribesmen fled in all directions.
This group of theirs originally numbered over a hundred people, but they encountered dangers repeatedly during their escape. The young and strong were originally the main force in battles, but they were continuously depleted on their journey here, ultimately leaving only the elderly, weak, women, and children.
Inside the cockpit, Qin Jin pondered for a moment before asking his question.
"How do you improve yourselves?"
"Medicinal baths for tempering, and forging Precious Blood."
Qi Chuan honestly replied, "The tribe has a dedicated hunting team that goes into the Great Wilderness to collect precious medicines and hunt fierce beasts. The tribesmen cultivate themselves with their help."
"Tribesmen with exceptionally outstanding talent might even be able to condense Treasure Techniques with the help of fierce beast Precious Blood."
"Is that all?"
Qin Jin's eyes narrowed slightly: "The tribesmen of the Si Huo Tribe don't have cultivation methods?"
"Cultivation methods?"
A look of confusion appeared on Qi Chuan's aged face. After thinking for a moment, he hesitated, "Are you referring to True Sutras?"
"In ancient legends, in the depths of the Great Wilderness, there is a divine kingdom established by human ancestors. If one can find it, they will be taught True Sutras and embark on an extraordinary path of cultivation."
"But from what I've heard and seen, this is merely a legend; no one has ever truly found the divine kingdom."
Inside the cockpit, Qin Jin's eyes flickered with thought.
"The worldview of this world is somewhat similar to the lower realm where the Desolate Heaven Emperor originated in the novels of my previous life, but also somewhat different."
"In the depths of the Great Wilderness, there are suspected extraordinary existences, but judging by a large tribe like the Si Huo Tribe, the human race's own combat power is limited, so they need the protection of a Sacrificial Spirit."
"This can explain one question."
"No wonder they chose to worship after seeing me deal with the Fire Python."
"Having traveled all this way, this group of people is already extremely weak. In their eyes, I am an extraordinary being with considerable combat power, becoming their only option, their last straw."
"However, Sacrificial Spirits are often non-human beings. Can't they cultivate a human Sacrificial Spirit by worshipping their own tribesmen?"
"I am also human, yet I became a Sacrificial Spirit. Is it because of my own peculiarity?"
"The profession panel? Or because I am a visitor from another world?"
As Qin Jin pondered.
Seeing the Lord Sacrificial Spirit, with whom he was communicating telepathically, suddenly fall silent, Qi Chuan's face rippled, subtly anxious, and he quickly said in his mind, "Lord Sacrificial Spirit."
"Please, do not abandon us!"
"Although our group is small, most of us were part of the tribe's hunting team when we were young. Though we are old bones, we can still hunt fierce beasts and offer them to you."
"Among the young ones accompanying us, there are several with good potential. When they grow up, they can become good helpers for you and provide you with more Wish Power."
"Many people from our tribe escaped. We left many markers during our journey and can reunite with them, gradually growing stronger and assisting you."
"You are very anxious."
Qin Jin's thought spoke.
Hearing the voice appear in his mind again, Qi Chuan instead breathed a sigh of relief. He let out a bitter laugh and sighed, "In the Great Wilderness, there are not many Lord Sacrificial Spirits like you who can communicate."
"The Stone Saint was an evolved strange stone, inherently steady and gentle, and it was because of it that the Si Huo Tribe was able to develop and grow step by step."
"But from my youth until now, I have visited many tribes and remote small villages. Sacrificial Spirits are bizarre and varied; many Sacrificial Spirits inherently dislike communication and are brutal by nature. Some even feed on our human race, requiring offerings of flesh and blood."
"However, the Great Wilderness is full of dangers; only with the protection of Sacrificial Spirits can there be places of refuge."
"To be frank with you."
His voice was sincere: "Seeing you appear voluntarily, I originally just wanted to take a gamble, because our tribesmen no longer had the ability to face strong enemies."
"But now, it seems this might be our best choice."
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