This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 138 - 112: Tang Yuan Can Fly Now

Chapter 138: Chapter 112: Tang Yuan Can Fly Now

The third year since the establishment of the Vine Tribe, January 6th.

When Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch returned to the Vine Tribe, six days had already passed since the snow and ice began melting.

The snow and ice had almost completely melted, leaving only a few patches lingering in the forest’s sunless, perpetually damp areas.

"Screech!"

A giant eagle soared over the Vine Tribe, letting out a piercing screech. Its mood was evidently just as excited to be back at the Vine Tribe.

"The leader is back!"

On the ground, a sharp-eyed warrior from the Vine Tribe spotted Jiang Xuan on the back of the giant eagle and immediately shouted excitedly.

Subsequently, more people rushed out of their bamboo huts, cheering in waves.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch had been away for a month, causing many to worry, fearing something might have happened to them.

Now that Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch were back safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xuan and the Old Witch are back."

In the courtyard beside the altar, Chi Shao tossed aside the herbs in her hand and ran out with a face full of joy.

"Yip!"

In Jiang Xuan’s courtyard, Tang Yuan, who had been sulking under the bamboo canopy, called out in surprise and then rushed outside. It kicked with its legs, flapping its wings rapidly, and actually flew up directly.

Tang Yuan soared into the sky and saw the giant eagle descending, along with the Old Witch and Jiang Xuan on its back.

"Yip!"

Tang Yuan called out again and quickly flew toward the empty space where the giant eagle was landing.

In the sunlight, Tang Yuan’s purple feathers gleamed beautifully.

As the giant eagle landed, Tang Yuan landed almost simultaneously. It excitedly ran over, standing beside the giant eagle.

"Tang Yuan, you can fly now!"

On the giant eagle’s back, Jiang Xuan was surprised to discover that Tang Yuan had grown a size larger than before, and its flight was much steadier.

"Yip!"

Tang Yuan proudly lifted its head, its eyes full of smugness.

"Let me unload the stuff first."

Jiang Xuan untied the beast hide bag from the eagle’s back and carried it into the Old Witch’s bamboo hut.

Soon after, Chi Shao arrived as well. Although she was very excited, she didn’t say much, only helping Jiang Xuan move the beast hide bags and tidy up the bamboo hut.

She was never good with words, just silently working.

Soon, leaders like Gou Teng, Shi Qiu, Nan Xing, Jing Jie, and others arrived. With everyone’s help, the fireplace in the Old Witch’s bamboo hut was soon burning vigorously again.

Once everything was set, everyone gathered around the fireplace to hear Jiang Xuan recount the experiences and gains from this trip.

Jiang Xuan briefly recounted what they encountered along the way, and everyone listened attentively.

Water shortages, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, deserts, the Great Rift Valley—such sights are hard to imagine for those who haven’t witnessed them firsthand.

They were particularly interested in the Frog Tribe, especially the various giant frogs within it.

At the end, Jiang Xuan said solemnly, "The situation in the Western Wilderness is more serious than we imagined. We must prepare to fight against the tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness at any time."

Migrating tribes often battle with natives for territory to seize better living grounds, and bloodshed is inevitable.

The Vine Tribe is the indigenous group in the Southern Wilderness now. If they want to continue living here, they must fight against all invaders and secure the final victory.

For the Vine Tribe, with a population of less than 300, this is an enormous challenge.

Jing Jie said, "Leader, tell us, what should we do?"

Others nodded in agreement, all trusting that Jiang Xuan could lead the tribe through the crisis.

Jiang Xuan had pondered this question countless times on the way back and now shared the methods he had thought of.

"First, strengthen the defense behind Stone Mountain. Assign two warriors from the Guard Team to watch the area. If any other tribes approach, report to the tribe immediately."

"Second, construct more bamboo rafts and build a second settlement on the opposite bank of the Feiyu River. If we encounter opponents we can’t resist, the other side of the Feiyu River will be our retreat."

"Third, hold a ceremony to transform the people brought back from the Mosquito Tribe last year into warriors, allowing them to truly join the Vine Tribe."

"Fourth, set numerous traps around the tribe and dig more tunnels. If we can’t defeat the enemies, we can still retreat into the tunnels and fight them using the favorable terrain."

"Fifth, continue reclaiming wasteland, planting more crops, recruiting more wanderers, and manufacturing more weapons..."

Jiang Xuan listed everything the Vine Tribe needed to do in the future, doing his utmost to prepare for the coming crises.

Everyone committed Jiang Xuan’s words to memory. Their thoughts were simple—just follow the leader’s orders.

Subsequently, Jiang Xuan assigned specific tasks.

Hunting Team One and the Guard Team were to construct the western defenses, while Hunting Team Two and the Fishing Team were responsible for building more bamboo rafts and constructing houses on the opposite bank of the Feiyu River.

The Planting Team and Breeding Team continued to plant and rear livestock, providing food for the tribe, while Dong Kui and others were responsible for digging tunnels.

After receiving their tasks, the leaders dispersed, each leading their team to work.

Soon, only Jiang Xuan, Chi Shao, and the Old Witch remained in the house.

The Old Witch had observed Jiang Xuan’s performance carefully and admired the young man. Despite his youth, Jiang Xuan was meticulous and organized, earning the Old Witch’s special appreciation.

The Old Witch said, "I’ll be staying temporarily at the Vine Tribe for now, so feel free to ask if you need any help."

Jiang Xuan gratefully replied, "Old Witch, your presence here is the greatest help to the Vine Tribe."

Though the Old Witch had not taken action, his strength was beyond doubt. Even for Jiang Xuan, a Four-Color Warrior, facing him felt unfathomable.

Adding the fierce giant eagle, it was an undeniably formidable force.

As long as the Old Witch stayed at the Vine Tribe, it provided significant deterrence.

The three discussed the Western Wilderness for a while longer, and then Chi Shao consulted the Old Witch on matters of witchcraft. Finding it overwhelming, Jiang Xuan left the bamboo hut.

"Yip!"

When Jiang Xuan stepped outside, Tang Yuan immediately ran over, affectionately rubbing his head against him, expressing its happiness.

Then, Tang Yuan squatted down, indicating for him to sit on its back.

"Tang Yuan, do you want to take me flying?"

Tang Yuan nodded, eager to show off its new skill like a child.

"Alright, I’m coming up."

Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tang Yuan’s back, and Tang Yuan stood back up.

After a winter of feeding, Tang Yuan was much larger, with a wingspan nearing eight meters. Standing up, it was much taller than Jiang Xuan.

Everyone was amazed at Tang Yuan’s growth rate, unsure of how massive it would be once fully grown.

"Yip!"

Tang Yuan screeched excitedly, kicked off with its legs, and flapped its large purple wings, taking Jiang Xuan into the air.

It circled over the Vine Tribe, calling out proudly.

Jiang Xuan sat on Tang Yuan’s back, listening to the whistling wind and watching the scenery below with deep emotion.

Who would have thought that the fledgling bird found in the forest would, in less than a year of feeding, now be able to carry him into the sky?

On the ground, many warriors looked up, envious of their leader flying on a bird.

In the forest behind Stone Mountain, where they were setting traps, Nan Xing looked up for a while and then pulled out a bone whistle from his chest.

Nan Xing rubbed the bone whistle, saying, "I hope one day, I can have a mount too!"

This bone whistle, which he had blown countless times, was now polished to a shiny smoothness, and he could produce several lifelike sounds with it.

He hoped that one day, this bone whistle would become very useful.

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Southern Wilderness, Crow Tribe.

During the cold winter, due to insufficient food reserves, the Crow Tribe lost over two hundred members to starvation and cold.

Though this number didn’t deal a severe blow to the Crow Tribe, it left a negative impact on the tribe as a whole.

Therefore, after the ice and snow melted, the Crow Tribe was eager to migrate to another place.

They desperately searched for all kinds of food, recklessly plundering all resources in preparation for migration.

Once they amassed sufficient food, the tribe of over three thousand would begin migrating.

At that time, these crows would inevitably stir up a bloody storm.