Chapter 220: Kidnapping a Spirit Tribe

The Dragon Tribe branch witch was very dissatisfied with the Sixth Generation Chief’s assertiveness, but the Sixth Generation Chief behaved very well and admitted his mistakes sincerely, so the other party did not make it too difficult for him. Instead

of resting at the Dragon Tribe branch, the Sixth Generation Chief led the team back that night, only stopping to rest halfway, and did not choose to rush in the dark.

The next morning, the team set out early and returned to the Dragon Tribe Spirit Tribe’s station before sunset.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar, this time he did not need anyone to guide him, he directly found the station where the Spirit Horn Tribe was located.

"I calculated that you should come back around this time. I have called all the leaders of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe."

The leader of the Spirit Horns enthusiastically took the sixth-generation leader to his residence. When they entered, they saw the leader of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe standing there waiting with a tooth-like sharp knife in his hand.

His face was a little cold, and there were some black lines twisting faintly in his yellow skin. If you look closely, you will find that they are his blood vessels.

"Can you control water?"

"Can you make salt?"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and then pursed their lips and did not speak.

"Don't be impatient, don't be impatient."

The Spirit Horns immediately inserted themselves between the two, fearing that the two would get into a fight and throw him away.

"The Fire Tribe needs to make more salt so that they can get along better with the Dragon Tribe. The Venomous Fang Spirit Tribe is having a hard time here. They don't even have a good place to fish. If they had salt, they would be able to get along better."

The Sixth Generation Chief nodded after hearing this. He glanced at the tooth knife in the Venomous Fang Spirit Tribe's hand. The totem power on it was strong, and it didn't look like they were weak and could be bullied.

"They fought with the Ice Bear Tribe, and too few escaped, so it's hard for them to gain a foothold here."

The Spirit Horn Tribe chief carefully looked around, leaned close to the Sixth Generation Chief's ear, and whispered.

"The people here are not of one mind. Everyone has their own ideas, and it's very chaotic."

The Sixth Generation Chief nodded, showing a thankful expression on his face, and then looked at the Venomous Fang Spirit Tribe chief again.

"Is it the power of the water attribute totem?"

The leader of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe did not look like a good guy. The Sixth Generation Leader always felt that his power had nothing to do with water.

The Poison Fang Spirit Tribe leader listened to his words, but said nothing. He just shook the fang knife in his hand, and the totem power spread out, as if a huge python appeared behind him.

The python opened its mouth to swallow the sky, and the power transmitted during the shaking was exactly the power that Ze Gua needed.

A trace of heat flashed in the eyes of the Sixth Generation Leader, but then he suppressed this reaction, and nodded with a slightly wrinkled brow.

"Not right?"

The Spirit Horn Leader asked hurriedly.

The Poison Fang Spirit Tribe leader also retracted his power and looked at the Sixth Generation Leader with concern.

"Strength is right, but if we make salt here, we must not let them divide it up."

He looked around exaggeratedly, as if many spiritual tribes were watching him.

These words made the two leaders frown at the same time. They were in the middle of it and knew the chaos and disorder here best.

If we make salt here, not only will our methods be stolen, but we may also be kept in captivity to make salt.

"It won't work here. We have to change places."

The leader of the Lingjiao tribe said firmly.

"The Dragon Tribe asked you to stay here, how can we allow you to change."

The sixth generation leader stomped his feet in anger, but his eyes were looking at the leader of the Lingjiao tribe.

"They are not the main force of the Dragon Tribe, so they can't control us. But it's dangerous to go out. These guys are not good people."

His eyes swept around and pointed to the various spirit tribes.

"Go to the Fire Tribe."

The leader of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe suddenly spoke with a firm voice.

This made the leader of the Spirit Horn Tribe stunned. He had never thought about it, but now that the leader of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe said it, it was a good idea.

"It's easy for you to go. There are not many people in the tribe. Just say you are going to go fishing outside. There are too many people in my tribe. It's not convenient to leave here."

The leader of the Spirit Horn Tribe also wanted to get a piece of the pie. Naturally, he was unwilling to let the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe go to the Fire Tribe alone, but with thousands of people in his tribe, it was really difficult to go. The

sixth generation leader's eyes lit up, and he looked at the leader of the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe, and saw a firm look in his eyes.

After a little thought, he came up with words to comfort the leader of the Spirit Horn Tribe.

"You can't leave. If you leave, we will still be stuck here. If the Poison Fang Spiritual Tribe goes there, we can still get the job done with fewer people. We can just give you the amount each time. Anyway, it will be put here." After

hearing this, the Spirit Horn Tribe thought about it again. He felt that this was the case, but he felt something was wrong and couldn't figure it out.

"That's it. We will leave first, and the Poison Fang Spiritual Tribe will leave after a day. Don't let people suspect that I will wait for you in the Fire Tribe. How about that?"

The Sixth Generation Chief looked at the Poison Fang Spiritual Tribe Chief and asked.

"Okay."

He didn't talk much, but people like him would not be confused. The Sixth Generation Chief nodded with relief.

"Don't worry, you will definitely benefit from it. From now on, the salt in the Spirit Tribe will be under your control. The good days of the Spirit Horn Tribe are coming."

The Sixth Generation Chief comforted the Spirit Horn Tribe Chief again, fearing that he would cause trouble.

The Spirit Horn Tribe Chief nodded in a daze, and then watched the Sixth Generation Chief lead his people away.

This time, the Sixth Generation Chief did not rest, but returned to the Fire Tribe overnight. He excitedly called all the senior leaders together and told them the news that the Poison Fang Spirit Tribe was about to arrive.

"Okay, in this way, there are only two hexagrams left in the Eight Trigrams, Qian and Kun."

The Seventh Generation Wu clapped his hands excitedly, and then his eyes showed some anxiety.

"No, we must hurry up and change the Qiankun hexagram, otherwise it will not work. I'm leaving first."

The sixth generation leader stood up and hurriedly left with a group of pillar witches, leaving the others to discuss again.

"Wolf Tribe leader, we will go to greet them later. Warriors should also pay attention, don't let the spirits plot against us."

The sixth generation leader said to the wolf tribe leader.

"They are coming, how to arrange it?"

The wolf tribe witch asked.

The sixth generation leader glanced at his wife and naturally understood what she meant.

The fire tribe does not need any water totem power to make salt. This matter is easy to be exposed, and it also requires their fire, which cannot be concealed.

"Tell the truth when you come. If you cooperate, you will stay in the fire tribe and treat the alliance as it exists. If you don't cooperate, your tribe will be exterminated."

The sixth generation leader said coldly.

He naturally had no good feelings towards the Dragon Tribe and its spiritual department, and giving them the treatment of an alliance was already a big concession.

"Okay."

The Wolf Tribe witch responded and said nothing more.

"At least they look like a couple."

Seeing that the problem of the Gen hexagram was solved, Diwu Xuan was in a good mood and made fun of the Wolf Tribe witch in the totem.

This was naturally said to the Wolf Totem, who was lazily lying on the ground at this time, looking at Diwu Xuan with half-closed eyes.

"Oh."

She answered lazily, turned her head, and continued to look at Diwu Xuan.

"Why do you always look at me?"

Diwu Xuan asked puzzledly.

"Nothing."

The Wolf Totem said, turning his head towards the campfire.