This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 122 - 103 Rock Sheep Tribe_2

Jiang Xuan, without any hesitation, cut open the heart, threaded it with a wooden stick, and slowly roasted it over the fire.

Shi Qiu sat beside Jiang Xuan and said, "Leader, when I was hunting earlier, I saw an old trap pit covered in moss. It should’ve been dug by people from other tribes a long time ago."

This at least indicates that people from other tribes have been in this area before.

Jiang Xuan replied, "It seems there might be a tribe nearby, but we don’t know whether they still exist or how far away they are."

Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Let’s continue forward tomorrow. If you find other traps, inform me immediately."

"Yes!"

Everyone continued to roast the meat, and the scent of it wafted far into the forest, attracting the attention of many predators.

After night fell, Jiang Xuan, using night vision, saw a bear wandering near the shelter. Perhaps it feared the fire, or maybe the Hunting Team seemed too numerous, but it ultimately dared not approach.

In the middle of the night, distant wolf howls and various beast roars made sleep fitful.

The next morning, everyone continued forward.

Indeed, they found several old traps again that day.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xuan clearly felt that as they advanced, the morning temperature seemed to drop progressively.

On the morning of the third day, a warrior exploring the path finally discovered a trap that was still usable, likely set not long ago.

By noon, they found more traps, including a snare that had captured a bird, but the rope was tied around its neck, and it had been strangled to death.

In the afternoon, they arrived at the foot of a large mountain and saw a strange totem pattern on a giant boulder.

This totem pattern was drawn using a red mineral material and looked like some sort of sheep, albeit depicted abstractly.

"This must be the tribe."

Jiang Xuan stood in front of the giant boulder, closely examining the totem pattern with great curiosity.

"Woo-woo-woo..."

Suddenly, a series of whistling sounds came from the mountain, and over a hundred tribesmen armed with weapons emerged from the forest and quickly surrounded them.

The warriors of Hunting Team Two immediately gathered, protecting Jiang Xuan in the center, readying themselves for battle with tense expressions.

To avoid conflict, Jiang Xuan pushed away the warrior in front, stepped forward, and called out, "I am Xuan, leader of the Vine Tribe. We are just passing through here and mean no harm."

"Leader of the Vine Tribe?"

From the hundred-plus tribesmen, a man aged around thirty stepped forward, with three horizontal lines on his face indicating he was a Three-Color Warrior.

Upon seeing Jiang Xuan so young and claiming to be a leader, yet having four horizontal lines on his face, he was visibly incredulous.

"This is the territory of the Rock Sheep Tribe. I am Wu Gu, Hunting Leader of the Rock Sheep Tribe."

"Are you truly a leader?"

Faced with Wu Gu’s doubtful gaze, Jiang Xuan slowly bent down and casually picked up a blue-gray stone.

As he bent down, the warriors of the Rock Sheep Tribe tensed noticeably, but seeing him pick up just a stone, they grew curious: What is he planning?

Jiang Xuan said, "That’s right, I am the leader of the Vine Tribe."

He smiled and gradually applied force with his hand, and the blue-gray stone emitted a "crack" sound, shattering into pieces under his barehanded grip.

Witnessing this, Wu Gu was astonished, for such stones were hard, and he couldn’t crush them barehanded himself.

He finally believed that Jiang Xuan was indeed a formidable Four-Color Warrior, and his claim to be a leader seemed truthful.

In a small tribe, having a Four-Color Warrior like him would be remarkable, and such people often were leaders.

The warriors of the Rock Sheep Tribe also displayed surprised expressions because Jiang Xuan was exceedingly young, and at his age, ordinary tribesmen could only become One-Color Warriors.

Facing a leader, Wu Gu felt uneasy because he knew the strength of a Four-Color Warrior; although they had many people, defeating a Four-Color Warrior wasn’t guaranteed.

He promptly instructed a nearby warrior, "Go, bring the leader over."

"Yes!"

That warrior rushed up the mountain, evidently to summon the Rock Sheep Tribe’s leader.

While waiting, Jiang Xuan observed the warriors of the Rock Sheep Tribe.

He noticed that the warriors had red totem patterns painted on their faces, somewhat resembling the totem pattern on the giant boulder.

Most wore beast hide clothing, which appeared quite worn out, and the weapons they wielded were predominantly stone tools, with few bone tools.

Additionally, their waists typically carried a straight sheep horn.

This sheep horn was relatively straight and unlike the horns of the Big Horned Sheep Jiang Xuan had seen before.

He also noticed that these warriors were quite thin, indicating this wasn’t a wealthy tribe, but one living from hand to mouth.

During the wait, out of caution, Wu Gu didn’t converse with Jiang Xuan, and both sides remained vigilant, eyeing each other for over half an hour.

After half an hour, another hundred Rock Sheep Tribe warriors descended from the mountain, led by an elderly-looking middle-aged man with a goatee.

Due to their tools, adult tribesmen generally had some beard, albeit growing unevenly, but such neatly trimmed goatees as this middle-aged man were rare.

Evidently, his beard had been deliberately groomed.

The middle-aged man with the goatee approached Jiang Xuan, initially startled by Jiang Xuan’s age, and then introduced himself, "Hong Yan, leader of the Rock Sheep Tribe."

"Xuan, leader of the Vine Tribe."

Hong Yan stroked his goatee, realizing he’d never heard of the Vine Tribe, so he asked, "Where is your Vine Tribe located?"

Jiang Xuan replied, "Towards the sunrise, walk for three days, and you’ll see a gigantic Stone Mountain and a Divine Vine; that’s where our Vine Tribe is."

"Stone Mountain, Divine Vine..."

Hong Yan had no impression of it because the Rock Sheep Tribe’s activities didn’t reach that area.

Nevertheless, he noted Jiang Xuan’s words, as they might be useful someday.

Hong Yan further asked, "Leader Xuan, where are you heading?"

Jiang Xuan obviously couldn’t reveal they were scouting for threats.

"Leader Hong Yan, winter is approaching, so we’re trying our luck, hoping to find other tribes to trade before the snow falls."

"Trade?"

Hong Yan’s eyes sparkled; the Rock Sheep Tribe hadn’t traded with other tribes for a long time.

Hong Yan stroked his goatee and thought for a moment, then said, "Leader Xuan, the sun is about to set. Since you’re in our Rock Sheep Tribe’s territory, why not stay at our tribe overnight? We Rock Sheep Tribe are very hospitable."

Jiang Xuan considered it and felt they carried no goods, had no animosity with the Rock Sheep Tribe, and the Rock Sheep Tribe had no reason to harm them.

Thus, he nodded and said, "Then, Leader Hong Yan, we’ll be in your care."

"Hahaha, no trouble at all, come, come, follow me."

Alongside Hong Yan, Jiang Xuan walked, with warriors from the Vine Tribe and the Rock Sheep Tribe following closely behind, ascending the mountain together.

The Rock Sheep Tribe resided halfway up the mountain, where there was some flat land, albeit not very wide.

Once Jiang Xuan climbed the mountain, he noticed the Rock Sheep Tribe totem patterns everywhere, whether on large trees or boulders.

Additionally, there were numerous Rock Sheep he hadn’t seen before, freely running on steep slopes.

Upon reaching halfway up the mountain, Jiang Xuan saw a large cluster of wooden houses built against the mountain.

These wooden houses housed several Rock Sheep Tribe members, who, upon spotting Jiang Xuan and his crew, merely stood at a distance, curiously observing them.

Jiang Xuan also noted that perhaps due to the arid conditions, many earthen pits had been dug within the Rock Sheep Tribe’s settlement, some for storage and others for sheep keeping.

Hong Yan led Jiang Xuan into the largest wooden house, beside which was a spring with a substantial flow, turning into a mountainous stream.

The exterior and interior walls of the wooden house were adorned with more Rock Sheep Tribe totem patterns, and hung with many horned sheep skulls, exuding a distinctly primitive tribal atmosphere.

Only after being invited by Hong Yan to sit by the hearth did Jiang Xuan retract his curious gaze, ceasing his scanning.

Hong Yan warmly offered Jiang Xuan some food; there were jerky and some unnamed wild fruits.

As for the warriors Jiang Xuan brought along, they were attended to by Wu Gu and the others.