This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 270 - 173 Long Time No See_3

Chapter 270: Chapter 173 Long Time No See_3

Huo Meng said, "I didn’t expect to actually find the Vine Tribe."

"By the way, where are your giant frogs?"

Jiang Xuan looked behind Huo Meng but didn’t see the iconic giant frogs of the Frog Tribe.

Huo Meng answered, "The giant frogs are still hibernating; they’ll wake up when it gets a bit warmer."

"I see... come, come, Chief Huo Meng, let’s go to where I live, eat and drink our fill first before talking."

Jiang Xuan pulled Huo Meng along without allowing any argument, and the warriors from the Frog Tribe quickly followed.

In the bamboo grove courtyard, Huo Meng looked up at the towering Vine God Mountain, feeling his heart and soul tremble.

This is the Guardian God of the Vine Tribe!

Huo Meng sighed internally; just a glance gave an overwhelming sense of pressure.

If only the Guardian God of the Frog Tribe were still around...

Huo Meng thought of this and shook his head slightly, for he knew very well that the Totem God of the Frog Tribe had long since fallen.

Huo Meng then glanced at the two tall bamboo huts in the courtyard. Inside one, there was a giant bird’s nest, where a huge purple raptor was pecking at a large snake, its sharp beak easily tearing the flesh apart.

Huo Meng swallowed hard; the raptor’s combat power must be incredibly terrifying because that snake was venomous, and he would definitely flee if encountered in the wild.

He then looked at the other bamboo hut, where a massive Black Wind Rhinoceros lay, leisurely chewing on tender grass.

Just from its enormous size and the sharp horn on its head, Huo Meng knew this creature was definitely not to be trifled with.

Most importantly, both of these fierce beasts were kept by Jiang Xuan in the yard, and they were very obedient, clearly already tamed by him.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan’s image in Huo Meng’s heart had become immensely imposing.

"Chief Huo Meng, come in and have a seat!"

Inside the house, Jiang Xuan called out, and Huo Meng quickly entered, no longer looking around.

After entering the house, Huo Meng saw many beast horns and colorful beast hides hanging on the walls, including those of fearsome beasts.

Besides these trophies that demonstrated power, Huo Meng also saw a large number of pottery, weapons, exquisite beast hide clothing, and some items of unknown use.

Huo Meng sighed internally once more: the Vine Tribe is truly powerful!

Jiang Xuan, however, didn’t concern himself with Huo Meng’s inner thoughts. At the moment, he was holding a Stone Knife, slicing large mushrooms into pieces, then putting them together with big chunks of beast meat into a basin for marinating with salt and spices.

Afterward, he peeled and trimmed the leaves off straight branches and set them aside.

"Chief Huo Meng, you’re in for a treat. I happened to pick some mushrooms and caught a black muntjac today, so we can have grilled mushroom meat skewers."

"The technique for grilling mushroom meat skewers, I learned it from the Mountain Turtle Tribe. It’s incredibly delicious."

Huo Meng laughed, "Then I am really lucky."

After witnessing the Vine Tribe’s strength, Huo Meng was already adopting a much more humble demeanor, even feeling somewhat restrained.

At Jiang Xuan’s invitation, he sat on a stool made from a tree trunk.

Tribal people are accustomed to sitting on the ground, so sitting on a stool is actually quite uncomfortable, but Huo Meng didn’t show any discomfort, instead complimenting the beast horns and hides on the walls.

Jiang Xuan, being a very perceptive person, noticed that Huo Meng seemed to have something to say but hadn’t spoken out yet.

He wasn’t in a hurry either. After marinating the mushrooms and the beast meat, he skewered them with the prepared branches, then raked over the embers from the fire pit and placed the mushroom meat skewers over the coals to roast.

Before long, under the high heat, the mushroom slices and meat chunks released a rich aroma, whetting the appetite.

Jiang Xuan chatted with Huo Meng about the Frog Tribe’s migration journey while turning the skewers and, once cooked, handed two large skewers to Huo Meng and took two for himself.

Huo Meng took just one bite, and his eyes lit up instantly,

"Chief Xuan, you were right; these mushroom meat skewers are delicious!"

Huo Meng praised, then couldn’t be bothered to speak further and quickly began eating.