"You charlatan, you can't go alone! I'll gather a hundred warriors..." Wu Qi was anxious. As for who was the most important person in the Hai Tribe, it was, of course, Ma Yue. If anything happened to Ma Yue, the Hai Tribe, with its diverse population, would easily split.
"Don't panic. I'll go scout first. If too many people go, it will be easy to be exposed. Once I find the enemy, I will come back to gather the troops. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Even after Ma Yue said this, Wu Qi was still worried. In the dark, if they could injure two powerful cave hyenas, the opponent must be very strong and have a large number of people.
The problem is, Ma Yue has made this decision.
"Don't worry, I will avenge you!" Ma Yue touched the male and female dogs affectionately.
"Wangcai, let's go find them." Ma Yue patted Wangcai's head. Wangcai was very smart and seemed to understand what Ma Yue meant immediately. He ran out happily. Animals have a stronger desire for revenge. How could Wangcai not be furious when his mother and uncle were beaten?
With Ma Yue following him, Wangcai felt very at ease.
Wu Qi just watched helplessly as Ma Yue and Wangcai disappeared into the night.
"Woo woo..." The two hyenas, their wounds bandaged, limped out, stopping in front of the wooden gate of the Sea Tribe before leaving. Animals are all somewhat intelligent, so don't assume these two hyenas are clueless.
"Why did the charlatan leave on his own?"
"Why bother asking? Look at the wounds on the cave hyenas, don't you understand?"
"Is there anyone on the prairie?"
"Don't worry, everyone. The charlatan is very powerful. The people in the hunting team have seen it."
"Really? What if..."
"Nothing will happen. The charlatan is favored by the Sea God, so he will be fine."
The two priests and the three chiefs argued for half the night, and they were all exhausted. They hadn't felt much at first, but suddenly, Ma Yue left, and the two priests and the three chiefs felt a sense of emptiness in their hearts.
One day, two days, three days... Ma Yue still hadn't returned. The two priests and three leaders were completely panicked. The real backbone of the Hai tribe was Ma Yue. Even if Ma Yue did nothing all day, as long as he stayed in the cave, the people in the tribe would feel at ease.
"Woo woo..." The two big hyenas had been lying at the door of the timber gate. Even when the dressing was changed, they did not move, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.
"Ao!" The two big hyenas suddenly let out a long roar and rushed out of the wooden gate.
"He's back. It must be the charlatan who's back."
Many people from the tribe rushed out of the timber gate.
"God, how come you are so badly injured!"
"There's just a little more blood, but it's not my wound." Ma Yue touched the heads of the two big hyenas. These animals are more loyal than humans.
"Stop trying to hold on, you charlatan. Bandage it up quickly." The high priest was not blind. Chief Hai seemed to have anticipated this. He took out a bottle of Panax notoginseng medicine and began to help Ma Yue treat the wound.
On the arms, on the legs...
This was the first time Ma Yue had suffered such a miserable injury since he came into this world.
"Charlatan, those are..." Gradually, a group of people walked in, about a hundred or eighty people.
"They insist on following me, what can I do?" Ma Yue said unhappily. The plan was a plan, and no one would be sold in the next two or three years, but what about these one hundred and eighty people?
"Let's take him back to the tribe and settle him down first." Ma Yue said helplessly.
"@%#..." These one hundred and eighty people knelt on the ground in an instant, as pious as they could be.
"Teach them to speak our language as soon as possible." After saying this, Ma Yue took the three hyenas, two large and one small, back. They had many wounds, but none of them were very serious.
If you fight, how can you not get hurt?
Ma Yue followed Xiao Wangcai all the way to track down those people, who were obviously constantly migrating. Fortunately, Wangcai's nose was still working well. On the third day, he finally tracked them down to what looked like a temporary cave.
There are hills, forests, and caves on the prairie, which is normal.
I originally wanted to go in and investigate under the cover of night, but unexpectedly, there was an expert in the cave who actually discovered Ma Yue hiding in the dark.
Damn it! They ran into the same cultivator again, and it was a huge battle. They were both cultivators, and at the same time, the poor cultivator had no spiritual weapon. Even though Ma Yue's body movements were super agile, the old witch on the other side had a deeper cultivation than Ma Yue, so in the battle, Ma Yue was still at a disadvantage.
Otherwise, where did all the injuries come from? They were caused by the old witch who also fought with a bone spear.
In combat, agility isn't everything; in certain circumstances, strength can trump skill. The old witch, despite her age, was incredibly strong, her build rivaling that of Chief Hai.
In such a battle, once the weapons collide, Ma Yue, who is weaker, will inevitably suffer.
Ma Yue was stupid. He knew he couldn't win, so why didn't he run away? His agility and speed were definitely better than the old witch's, right? The problem was, he had brought Wangcai with him. If he ran away, what would Wangcai do?
The battle lasted for half an hour, and Ma Yuehou was exhausted to death.
Seeing that he was about to collapse, Ma Yue, in desperation, threw out a small fireball.
Unexpectedly, it was this seemingly inconspicuous little fireball that accidentally killed the powerful old witch.
What does that mean? Ma Yue was completely bewildered. For cultivators, spiritual fire was simply the simplest... No! Cultivators also needed formulas and secret methods to make fire. Could it be that cultivators in this primitive society didn't have formulas and secret methods for making fire?
With the old witch's strength, it was no problem for her to dodge Ma Yue's spiritual fire at such a speed. However, seeing the horror on the old witch's face before she died, it was estimated that she would never be able to imagine that a person could produce fire on their own.
The old witch died. In the huge temporary cave, the one hundred or eighty tribal members were probably stunned by Ma Yue's spiritual fire. Almost all of them knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves at Ma Yue's feet.
Besides, even such a powerful witch in their own family was defeated. It seemed normal for primitive people who believed in ghosts and gods, and even more so in the strong, to be impressed. One of them was probably a leader or something like that. Ma Yue didn't understand what he said.
Ma Yue was injured. Even though he had been bandaged, the pain was so severe that he could not walk fast. Ma Yue felt relieved that he had avenged himself and was walking back. Then the people from the tribe followed him.
As for the new members, Ma Yue didn't need to worry about it; the High Priest would take care of the arrangements. The log cabin wasn't big enough, so we had to squeeze in a little more. Beds are like water in a sponge; if we squeezed, there would always be room for them, right? Well, squeezing in would keep us warm, wouldn't it?
The most important thing for the newcomers was language integration. The two priests and three chiefs were clear about their roles, and their tasks were separated as much as possible to facilitate communication. As I said before, primitive languages are similar to hieroglyphics, and most dialects have similarities, so adapting is not difficult.
The only difficulty is that the language of the Sea Tribe is richer, and new members can only adapt slowly.
Ma Yue was badly injured in the battle and hid in the cave to recuperate. Similarly, the two hyenas, who were also badly injured, also became quiet and stayed in the cave to recuperate for the winter.
No matter whether they were the newcomers from the Goldfish Tribe or the people from the Grassland Tribe, they were all extremely satisfied with the food from the Sea Tribe. The hot meat and fish soup and salted dried radish were simply the perfect way to survive the winter. Of course, the most important thing was the salt!
It’s much better than the tribe I was in before, so it’s okay if I’m a little tired.
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