Chapter 286: Secret War
"We stop here. You can go back first."
The third-generation herb witch sent away the tribal warriors who had been brought along, and followed the leading warrior alone to the sixth-generation leader.
After a short journey, the third-generation herb witch thought a lot, and vaguely, he had found the root of the problem: the sixth-generation leader.
Before he left, he had discovered that the sixth-generation leader had become a little paranoid, and today, this situation has become more serious.
With worry, he walked into the room of the sixth-generation leader.
After receiving the news that the third-generation herb witch had returned, the top leaders of the tribe had gathered here, including the sixth-generation leader, the eighth-generation witch, the wolf tribe leader, the wolf tribe witch and others.
Looking at the familiar faces, there was no one that the Third Generation Herb Witch didn't recognize, which meant that Shi, who was chosen as the team leader and then dismissed, was not here.
"Welcome, our hero."
The Sixth Generation Chief laughed and took a few steps forward, giving the Third Generation Herb Witch an exaggerated hug.
He was a little uncomfortable with the Sixth Generation Chief's way of welcoming him, but still reluctantly hugged back.
When the two separated, he began to look at the Sixth Generation Chief. Compared to when he left, the Sixth Generation Chief was less gloomy and more proud.
"Tell me, what does the Ice Bear Tribe say."
The Sixth Generation Chief pulled him to sit down and asked loudly.
The Third Generation Herb Witch smiled back, and did not show his thoughts and doubts on his face.
He first bowed to the fire totem present, and after getting a response from the little turtle, he began to talk about his journey to the south.
He spoke in great detail, including the enthusiasm of the Ice Bear Tribe, the kindness of the Ice Bear Totem, the battle he had witnessed, and his meeting with Little Fatty after the war.
The third generation of the Herb Witch has always been good at telling stories, and these experiences in his mouth sounded like a travelogue. Little Fatty's revelation of the deep meaning behind the gentle image of the Ice Bear Totem became the reversal of the whole story, making the listeners feel ups and downs and their hearts surging.
When he finished telling the whole story, no one spoke, but silently digested everything he said.
"I remember."
The Bull Totem suddenly spoke, startling the totems in the gossip space.
"What did you remember?"
Moon Totem asked unhappily.
"They do this every time."
Bull Totem blinked his eyes, not caring about Moon Totem's rebuke at all, but excited about remembering more of the past.
"Whenever one of the two sides has the opportunity to upgrade the God Totem, the tribe that may be promoted will start a war."
"In order to weaken the other side and avoid the weak period after failure?"
Fifth Xuan asked speculatively.
"The Dragon Totem is a little better. If the Ice Bear Totem fails to be promoted, the entire tribe will be particularly weak. As a living totem, failure to be promoted means death. Although the new generation of totems can absorb the power of the old totems to be promoted to the realm of the bright totem, their strength and intelligence are not as good as the former."
The Bull Totem kept talking, his face full of excitement.
His vanity that had nowhere to go would always expose all the secrets in his heart.
"Is it difficult for a living creature to be promoted to a divine totem?"
Diwu Xuan asked the Bull Totem, and glanced at the two big trees in the Bagua space.
"I don't know. I haven't been promoted to a divine totem."
The Bull Totem's momentum was a little weak.
As he shut up, the entire Bagua space fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to the outside again.
"You take a rest for a night, and tomorrow morning we will welcome the envoy of the Ice Bear Tribe together."
The sixth-generation leader did not make any more arrangements, nor did he discuss anything with everyone, and directly dissolved the meeting.
He became more and more independent, and even the leader of the Wolf Tribe, who he once regarded as a partner, often did not understand what he was thinking.
The third-generation Herb Witch did not say much, and gave a look to the eighth-generation witch, the Sound Witch, and the Tapir Witch, and walked out first.
The sixth-generation leader saw everything, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he did not say anything more.
Everyone rushed out, and the little turtle took turtle steps and slowly walked back to the altar.
On the altar, several witches arrived here first and gathered together to talk about something.
Diwu Xuan thought about it and did not participate, and asked the little turtle to stay away from them.
Now the Fire Tribe has been divided into two factions. One faction supports the harsh policies of the sixth generation leader, and the other faction, led by Chief Shi, secretly opposes such harsh policies.
Diwu Xuan did not rashly participate in it.
The emergence of factional problems within the tribe is not a bad thing in essence. This is the inevitable result of the tribe being large enough and people's awareness becoming more and more. If he rashly participates in it, it will be fine if he succeeds, but if he fails, it will damage his image.
The totem itself is an existence that transcends the tribe. If he does everything himself, he will only pull himself down from the altar and be attacked by the crowd in the end.
On this point, Diwu Xuan thought a lot, including thinking about the difference between the kingship and theocracy in his previous life.
If he wanted to take the path of kingship, he would have to divide the people into two or even three factions so that they would have no time to fight with him during the struggle. But in his opinion, this was not the best way.
Theocracy was the path that the totem should take.
As a god, not speaking or speaking less was the best advantage to maintain mystery and ensure that he was superior.
It was his choice to only provide guidance at key points and to participate as little as possible in specific matters.
Of course, there must be a degree for all this, and the degree set in Diwu Xuan's mind was not to affect the development of the Fire Tribe.
At least now, it seems that the secret war between the two factions has not yet reached the point where it can affect the development of the Fire Tribe.
The policy of the Sixth Generation Chief was still being implemented, and the movement initiated by Chief Stone for the Totem Warriors to control the Totem Power and thus enhance the combat effectiveness was also being implemented and accepted by the Sixth Generation Chief.
But as the initiator, according to the Sixth Generation Chief, this was his credit, he was vying for credit, and so far, he was doing very well.
The next day, the entire Fire Tribe took action, welcoming the envoys of the Ice Bear Tribe with a grand ceremony, and fulfilled the promises made by the Three Generations of Herb Witches one by one.
Half of the existing yellow millet was immediately divided and transported to the Ice Bear Tribe branch in the north, which was responsible for transporting it to the Ice Bear Tribe.
Bows and arrows began to be produced in large quantities, and a portion was provided first for the Ice Bear Tribe to transport.
The Ice Bear Tribe envoys were very happy about the cooperation of the Sixth Chief. They were very humble and even bowed to the Fire Totem to show their respect for the Fire Tribe.
When the Fire Tribe learned that the crisis in the north had been resolved and the tribe had returned to peace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
However, under the peaceful situation, an invisible war had already begun and was out of control.