Chronicles of Primordial Wars

“Just near the tribe, I dragged it back directly after killing it. This stone is the one that Chacha found, isn’t it?” Shao Xuan loosed up his shoulders, carrying the stone for too long, his shoulders hurt.

Old Ke tinkered with the snake with a small stone knife and nodded, “It’s very good. It’s worth a special haunting… Well, you’d better visit the Shaman, I will handle this snake.”

“All right, I happen to have something to say to him.”

“Wait! I almost forgot, don’t go to the stone house of the fire pit, the Shaman is not there. Both he and the leader are in the big house, talking to people from central tribes, and they haven’t come back yet. You just look for him in the big house.”

Shao Xuan looked in the direction of Old Ke pointed. A relatively atmospheric stone house had been built. On the border of the core area, there was no other house around it, so it was very conspicuous.

“It is the Shaman, who knows someone is coming, had it done. These days he and the leader are there to talk to the foreigner.” Old Ke explained.

“Well, then I will go there and have a look.”

On the ground, a stone road was paved, so even if it was raining, people couldn’t step on the mud. All this was not there before Shao Xuan left.

There were many warriors around the big stone house, most of them from the Flaming Horn tribe and some external tribe warriors. The warriors of external tribes were not all from the same tribe, for that, even those with poor eyesight could find it. They came from at least three different tribes because the style of their clothing is so different.

The clothing of each tribe was related to the totems and customs of that tribe. For example, people of the Mang Tribe liked to wear green, some were in light green, some were in dark green, whose clothing material was similar to linen. And they all wore jade. From the jade, Shao Xuan could figure that these people were intermediate totem warriors at least.

People of the Eight Limbs tribe, their clothes were silky, which was the characteristics of their tribe. Some of the warriors also had crawling spiders of various sizes and kinds.

Another tribe had feathers in their heads. Their makeup was similar to the person who had stood in Shao Xuan’s way just now – their faces were also painted colorful, which made it hard for people to see their original appearance.

the Feather tribe?

When Shao Xuan observed these people, they did not care Shao Xuan walking towards them, except two men whom Shao Xuan had seen before.

Both Xu and Qu Ce looked at Shao Xuan. They were deeply expressed by Shao Xuan, especially when they saw Shao Xuan fighting with four warriors. In retrospect, they still felt a little scared.

As for the other Flaming Horn tribe warriors who guarded outside, they smiled unconsciously after seeing Shao Xuan.

“Come to look for the Shaman?” Asked one soldier.

“Yes, you can ask them whether I can get in.” said Shao Xuan.

One warrior, a guard of the Shaman, was familiar with Shao Xuan. He didn’t think the Shaman would prevent Shao Xuan from entering the room. However, because the situation was a little complicated, it was better to ask for permission.

Shortly after the man entered the room, he came out and told Shao Xuan to enter directly.

Seeing that Shao Xuan was walking in, a few people of other tribes had some issues with Shao Xuan. Inside were some important figures. How could Shao Xuan, a small figure, enter the room?

“Who is that guy? Why could he enter the room?” asked someone.

“He is Shao Xuan,” replied Qu Ce.

That person who was also about to say something stunned. Turning around and looking at Qu Ce and Xu, “Is he that Shao Xuan?”

Before the return of the Flaming Horn tribe, these four characters “Flaming Horn, Shao Xuan” had already been known to some people. But when they looked for him later, they couldn’t find Shao Xuan until the Flaming Horn tribe appeared.

Several warriors of the Flaming Horn tribes looked at the opposite people with sarcasm and said, “Why could he enter the room? Because he is the Elder of our tribe, the only one Elder! His status is just next to the Shaman and the leader. Could he not enter the room?”

The Flaming Horned warriors had long been unsatisfied to these arrogant people of other tribes. Now, they even look down on the Elder, Shao Xuan. If they said one more word about that, we dared to fight with them!

Seeing the trend went wrong, a senior warrior pulled the people in front of him and said, “All right, we are not to quarrel here. Be careful, our team leaders would be angry.”

Shao Xuan didn’t know people outside had begun to argue and almost had a fight. After Shao Xuan entered, he saw four people of other tribes, three sitting and one standing behind them. Among the three people who sat, Shao Xuan knew one of them, senior totem warrior Huang Ye of the Mang tribe, with the three quarters jade ring.

Huang Ye looked at Shao Xuan carefully. When he first met Shao Xuan, he did not pay much attention to him. Huang Ye only thought that Shao Xuan was an insignificant figure of a small tribe until Qu Ce told him things about the Flaming Horn tribe.

For the eyes of the four people, Shao Xuan did not care, and went straight towards them.

Seeing Shao Xuan, the Shaman, whose face had no expression before, smiled. He waved at Shao Xuan and gestured to Gui He, who was standing behind him, to move a stool.

Here, except for two people seated: Shaman and Chief Ao, Gui He and Ta were standing. However, after Shao Xuan came over, he became the third person from the Flaming Horn tribe who had the right to sit.

Upon seeing it, the three people sitting across the table became stunned at the same time. People of the Flaming Horn tribe who could sit here were definitely very prominent in the tribe. Even the two team leader-level senior totem warriors could not sit down, but the young man dared to sit still, and the other few did not have any objection. Obviously, Shao Xuan’s status was even above the two team leaders!

How old was him?! He was not even the senior totem warrior!

“I’m the Elder of the Flaming Horn tribe, Shao Xuan,” said Shao Xuan.

To their surprise, as the only person who was not a senior totem warrior in the house, Shao Xuan has nothing to fear. He behaved naturally even when being surrounded by the senior totem warriors.

Huang Ye was very confused about the word “Elder”, but it was not the time to ask questions, and he may not be able to get an answer even though he asked.

“Mang Wood, Huang Ye.” said Huang Ye.

“Wei Ba Valley,” said the person next to Huang Ye. The man looked at the age of Huang Ye, but he had a smiley face which was not as serious as Huang Ye.

“The Feather tribe, Gu Zhi.” said the third person. Because there were too many paints on his face, Shao Xuan couldn’t figure his original appearance.

“I just came back from the mountain forest and I’m very sorry to bother you,” said Shao Xuan. However, he showed no regret on his face.

Huang Ye was about to satirize. The Shaman said first with a faint smile, “As the Elder of the tribe, you are qualified to know what is being discussed.”

“Oh? What are you talking about?” asked Shao Xuan.

The Shaman simply explained what they had just discussed. Two things, the first one, they suggested that the Flaming Horn tribe should not fight with the Wan Shi tribe, and all three people present agreed with that. They also represented the three tribes here.

The second thing was that a special travelling team would be formed in the middle each year. Most people of the team were the young from various tribes. This year, the Flaming Horn tribe was added, and they come over to ask about the candidates.