They say it's ancestral worship, but it's not as solemn as imagined.
The tribe lacks depth, even if they wanted to pretend, they couldn't.
Looking down, the stone steps on both sides were filled with children from the tribe climbing up, the older ones leading the younger ones, while shouting loudly.
"Hurry up and climb, whoever's behind will get their little buns pinched!"
Someone had just opened their mouth in the crowd when they got smacked by a Clan Elder with a stick.
Today, the Clan Elders brought the Imperial Treasure Staff, which had been used to oversee the tribe's martial training, along with them, and anyone who misbehaved would get knocked.
"The Sacrificial Beast is here!"
A group of people quickly vacated the central steps, a gigantic wooden frame carried by thirty-six tribe members, on which a Tier Three Monster Fish was bound, making its way upwards.
"Such a big fish, it won't fit in one pot."
"Thump, shut up!"
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