He was quite happy in his heart, unable to conceal his excitement.
The subjects of Great Shang all had their respective divine offices; those responsible for farming would farm from generation to generation, with the witch sacrifice Dao patterns of the Minister of Agriculture branded into their bloodlines, and those responsible for fishing would fish from generation to generation, with the witch sacrifice Dao patterns of the Fishery Official branded into their bloodlines.
The ones who managed people's lives were the Lifespan Controllers, the ones who managed rainfall were the Rain Masters, the ones who managed flames were the Zhurong, and the ones who managed rivers and streams were the Gonggong.
People's various duties were already doomed before they were born, unable to be changed.
Everyone in this village should belong to the exact same divine office, possessing the same bloodline, which means their witch sacrifice Dao patterns are identical.
Chen Shi's gaze flickered. The Heavenly Venerate's Primordial Spirit disintegrated, seizing the body of one of the Shang citizens right before his own soul scattered—meaning the witch sacrifice Dao patterns in the Heavenly Venerate's bloodline are identical to the witch sacrifice Dao patterns in this corpse's bloodline!
He let out a long breath.
The Heavenly Venerate's cultivation and strength were unfathomably deep; having ruled Despair Slope for so many years, he likely practiced every single immortal method collected in Despair Slope, and his immortal magic and divine abilities were probably entirely without flaws. Even if there were flaws, they were certainly not something Chen Shi could crack.
Which was equivalent to having no flaws!
But now, Chen Shi had found a fatal flaw.
He could not crack the Heavenly Venerate's Daoist magic and divine abilities, but he could crack the witch sacrifice Dao patterns of his bloodline power.
This kind