Chapter 271: Changes in Leaf Cutting
In the central part of the Southern Wilderness, the Red Ant Tribe.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Next to a big tree, Qie Ye kept hitting the trunk with his fists, and the heavy force shook off the dead branches and leaves.
The nearby Red Ant Tribe warriors saw this scene and nodded with smiles.
Since the elder passed away, Qie Ye seemed to have become a different person. He was no longer lazy and no longer did things that were eccentric and eye-catching.
Everyone felt that Qie Ye had grown up and finally become mature and sensible.
However, Guli, the leader of the Red Ant Tribe, was very worried about this. He would rather Qie Ye be as careless as before than work so hard.
Because, being lazy is just an eyesore, while working hard is to do something big that will affect the entire red ant tribe.
Trying to do big things can get people killed, and the chances of success are slim.
Guli didn't want to see Qie Ye taking risks.
Gu Li walked over to Qie Ye, watched him finish beating the tree, and then started practicing archery. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Qie Ye, don't practice too hard, go out and play for a while."
Qie Ye turned around and glanced at Gu Li, but did not answer and continued practicing archery.
He rejected his father's kindness with practical actions.
"You...ah..."
Guli wanted to say something, but with the presence of the Red Ant God in the tribe, he didn't dare to say anything more and could only give up persuading them helplessly.
After Guli left, Qie Ye looked at the huge ant nest in the center of the tribe and continued training.
The elder's last words before his death were like a needle that pierced deeply into his heart.
If they cannot get rid of the evil god Red Ant God, then all the members of the Red Ant Tribe will be slaves to those red ants for generations to come.
It would have been fine if he didn't know the truth before, but now that he knew the truth, Qie Ye would never allow this situation to continue.
To change all this, one must first have strong strength, which is why Qie Ye trains so hard.
Only when your own strength becomes stronger, and you have a certain prestige in the tribe and master your own power, will you be qualified to seize it when the opportunity comes.
After completing the training, Qie Ye set out with a hunting team again. He no longer acted alone, but kept in line with everyone else, integrated into the hunting team, and worked hard to demonstrate his strength and gain recognition from the hunting team members.
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Southern Wilderness, Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Eer..."
A sharp bird cry was heard in the sky, and all the giant mountain turtles on the ground raised their heads. After seeing that it was a huge purple ferocious bird, they lowered their heads again. Those who were resting continued to rest, and those who were hunting continued to hunt.
Soon, Tangyuan fell from the sky and landed on the grass outside the Mountain Turtle Tribe. When its wings folded, it created a gust of wind that blew down all the grass on the ground.
Jiang Xuan jumped off Tangyuan's back and landed on the ground.
In addition to Jiang Xuan, there were several Teng tribe warriors also on Tangyuan's back. They were responsible for moving some goods off Tangyuan's back.
Every spring, a large number of magical mushrooms grow in the mushroom forest near the Mountain Turtle Tribe. The magical mushrooms at this time are the most potent and effective.
Every time at this time, Jiang Xuan would take his men to the Mountain Turtle Tribe, trade various goods for the tribe's magical mushrooms, take them back to enhance the strength of the tribal warriors, or put them in the trading area to sell.
"Hahaha, Chief Xuan, I've finally got you here."
Still wearing his iconic large tortoise shell, the pangolin walked unsteadily to Jiang Xuan with a bright smile on his face.
Jiang Xuan exchanged greetings with him for a moment, and then they walked into the Mountain Turtle Tribe together.
After entering the tribe, the first thing to do is to trade magic mushrooms.
The Vine Tribe and the Mountain Turtle Tribe have done this kind of transaction many times, and the process was very smooth.
Afterwards, Shan Jia invited Jiang Xuan to his residence to eat mushroom skewers.
The relationship between the two sides was already very good, and Jiang Xuan skillfully helped Shanjia wash and cut mushrooms.
While cutting mushrooms, Jiang Xuan said, "I went to the central part of the Southern Wasteland last winter."
"Have you been to the central part of the Southern Wilds?"
The pangolin that was cutting meat stopped, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Xuan.
"Don't get excited, calm down, or I won't dare to tell you about the central part of the Southern Wasteland."
Shanjia took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "I'm not excited, not excited..."
Jiang Xuan continued to cut mushrooms: "I remember what you asked me to do last time. I even went to check it for you."
"Have you... have you seen the remains of the old turtle god?"
"I saw it, but...are you sure you can calm down?"
Shanjia took another deep breath and said, "I'm sure."
Jiang Xuan nodded and began to talk about the remains of the old turtle god.
"After I arrived in the central region, I first found the Crocodile Tribe, met the people of the Black Tooth Tribe in the Crocodile Tribe, and then asked them about the remains of the old turtle god."
"The people of the Black Tooth Tribe told me that the remains of the old turtle god are indeed still there, and they are inside the Red Ant Tribe."
"Later, I found the Red Ant Tribe and the remains of the old turtle god, and I discovered..."
"What did you find?" asked the pangolin anxiously.
"I discovered that the remains of the old turtle god have been built into a house by the people of the Red Ant Tribe for their important figures to live in."
"What? Damn red ants, how dare they..."
The mountain turtle's emotions instantly got out of control. The Mountain Turtle Tribe had passed down the story of the Old Turtle God from generation to generation, and they had great respect for the Old Turtle God.
How could he not be angry when he heard that the remains of the old turtle god had been built into a house by his former enemy? "Calm down, Chief Panther, you promised me to stay calm..."
Jiang Xuan's words restored some sanity to the angry Shanjia, but his face was still very ugly, with hatred and anger in his eyes.
After a long time, Shan Jia asked in a hoarse voice: "Is the Red Ant Tribe strong now?"
"Very strong. The Red Ant Tribe is still a large tribe. The surrounding tribes have either been destroyed by them or forced to leave. The territory they occupy is very large."
"Big tribe..."
Shanjia repeated these three words and felt bitter.
After so many years, the Red Ant Tribe is still a powerful tribe, but the Mountain Turtle Tribe has become extremely weak.
Even if they want to take revenge, they are not strong enough.
Various emotions such as anger, hatred, and powerlessness intertwined in his heart, making the pangolin so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
After Jiang Xuan cut the mushrooms, he mixed them with the animal meat, skewered them on a wooden stick, and then grilled them over charcoal.
"Leader of the Mountain Armor Tribe, although they are a large tribe, your Mountain Turtle Tribe may not have no chance of winning."
Shan Jia subconsciously asked: "How to win?"
"Just like before, cooperate with our Teng tribe."
"cooperate?"
"That's right. Our Vine Tribe needs a reliable ally. If your Mountain Turtle Tribe wants to return to the central region and defeat the Red Ant Tribe, this can only be achieved through cooperation."
Shanjia was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Teng tribe is much stronger than the Mountain Turtle tribe..."
Jiang Xuan interrupted him: "The Teng Tribe was also very weak before, even weaker than your Mountain Turtle Tribe. Since the Teng Tribe can rise, the Mountain Turtle Tribe can certainly do so as well."
"As long as you are willing, the Vine Tribe can help you become stronger."
"Thank you, Chief Xuan, but I need to discuss this matter with Wu."
Out of caution, Shan Jia did not immediately agree to Jiang Xuan's seemingly tempting conditions.
"Such a big thing, of course we need to discuss it carefully. Anyway, there is no rush for the time being. Come on, let's grill the mushroom skewers first..."
Jiang Xuan did not force Shanjia to express his position immediately. After all, it would take a long time to prepare for the joint entry into the central region, so there was no need to rush.
During the subsequent barbecue process, the pangolin was obviously a little absent-minded.
Jiang Xuan didn't care and grilled the mushroom skewers himself, taking the opportunity to improve his cooking skills.
Thanks to the book friend "My Youbanban" for the reward.
(End of this chapter)
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