On the day of the welcoming ceremony, Shao Xuan, the newly appointed young Elder, made everyone in the Yanjiao tribe witness an unforgettable scene. If there were doubts about Shao Xuan's appointment as Elder, after tonight's ceremony, all of them were forgotten.
No one objected to this position, second only to the shamaness and the chief. As for Shao Xuan, the tribe's respect for him grew. Every time they saw Shao Xuan, they would think of the flame giant that rose from Shao Xuan's body. The shock that came from deep within their bones was still clear when they recalled it.
After the welcoming ceremony, Shao Xuan was officially introduced to everyone. As for Shao Xuan's background, it wasn't important. To the tribesmen, they only needed to know that Shao Xuan was an Elder. As for the rest, if the shamaness and the chief didn't say anything, they wouldn't ask. This was very similar to the personality of the other Yanjiao tribe. If there was a moment of doubt, they would gossip in private and forget about it after a while.
"There will be a hunt in seven days. Shao Xuan, you should come with everyone," Chief Zheng Luo said to Shao Xuan.
Group activities were a way to speed up integration. Hunting would allow Shao Xuan to better adapt to the tribe. Moreover, Zheng Luo believed in Shao Xuan's strength. If he could come here safely on his own, and as a senior totemic warrior, his hunting skills wouldn't be bad.
"Okay," Shao Xuan replied.
Zheng Luo also wanted to give Shao Xuan some bronze wares, but Shao Xuan refused. After a few days in the tribe, Shao Xuan had a general understanding of the tribe's situation. Although many tribes used metal wares, most of them were traded from the slave masters.
The core seeds were in the hands of the slave masters. Moreover, the core seeds here were much larger than the ones in the desert. The slave masters who were exiled a thousand years ago only brought three small core seeds with them. The ones left in the main camp were all big guys with abundant metal sources. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so generous as to trade for bronze wares.
However, the price of these bronze wares was also high. Many things needed to be exchanged for them. Before the children of the tribe went hunting for the first time, they would be given a bronze sword or other objects by their parents as a gift. Sometimes, such a tool would accompany them for a lifetime. A sword or an axe, etc. If there was a gap during a hunt, the tribe had a coppersmith. Although his skills were not top-notch and could not be compared to the talents of the slave owners, he could still deal with some basic situations. He could reforge the broken copper into a sharp weapon.
Warriors like Zheng Luo had excellent hunting skills so naturally they could trade for more bronze wares. However, Shao Xuan didn't lack bronze wares to hunt. If he wanted to trade for bronze wares, he could rely on his own abilities.
Thus, while Zheng Luo and the others were wondering how Shao Xuan would handle the upcoming hunt, they saw Shao Xuan moving stone after stone into the house.
Ever since bronze wares entered the tribe, more and more people realized the convenience of bronze wares. Stone wares naturally faded out. Although some people still used them, they weren't necessary anymore. Seeing Shao Xuan move stones, the shamaness and the chief felt sad. It turned out that another group of brothers was still using stone wares.
Once again rejecting the shamaness, the chief and the elders' good intentions, Shao Xuan focused on crafting stone wares at home.
Another reason why Shao Xuan rejected the shamaness and the chief's gifts was that he was used to crafting his own wares. He might not be used to other people's wares. If he wasn't used to it, it would be easy to make mistakes during a hunt.
Many people in the tribe couldn't accurately differentiate between stone materials anymore. However, Shao Xuan could tell at a glance. The stones he brought back were knocked down from somewhere outside the tribe. The stone material was above average. It wasn't the best, but it was still passable. If he needed more, he could wait until he found a better stone during a hunt.
Thus, every day when everyone passed by Shao Xuan's house, they could hear the clanking sounds from inside.
Duo Kang and Guang Yi curiously ran in to watch Shao Xuan craft stone.
Duo Kang and Guang Yi watched as Shao Xuan cut the large stone into small pieces and grinded it into shape. Both of them had been using bronzeware for a long time and were amazed. So this was how their ancestors survived when they didn't have bronzeware!
Other than the large and small stone wares, there were all kinds of wooden and bone tools, needles, nails, and even miniature boomerangs. Shao Xuan had them all prepared. This time, he planned to hunt more. He had just arrived and received a lot of benefits from everyone. He wanted to repay them. He also wanted to store more goods to exchange for other things in the future.
Seven days later, some of the warriors who were going out to hunt gathered at the open space at the foot of the mountain. They were ready to go.
Shao Xuan painted some colored mud on his face. This was similar to his experience in the other tribe. Before hunting, they would paint patterns on their faces. But in the past, it was because of tradition and belief. Now, it was used for another purpose – camouflage.
When the warriors here used their totemic power, the totemic patterns on their bodies would become brighter. The brighter the totemic power, the brighter the totemic patterns. Therefore, before hunting, they would use a kind of colored mud to cover their faces and exposed arms with a layer of it, making it easier to hide.
This colored mud was specially made by the shamaness. When Yanjiao's ancestors came here, they experimented with a type of mud for camouflage. It didn't dry as easily as normal mud. When applied to the face, it wouldn't fall off due to the movements of the facial muscles. It could last for at least ten days.
The hunting team was still led by Duo Kang and Guang Yi. Those who didn't participate in the previous hunt, if they weren't on duty, came this time. For example, Wu Zhan, Tao Zheng, Zhui and the rest of the younger generation were very enthusiastic. With Shao Xuan as a comparison, they were motivated. Especially Zhui, who was still holding back his anger.
After checking everyone and lining up, Duo Kang waved his hand. "Let's go!"
"Roar —" The team roared in unison. Then, it was time to sing a hunting song, a tradition of the tribe.
"Since the beginning of time, there have been our ancestors. When the tribe first rose, hunting was our priority. Spring warmed up, the ice and snow melted. Birds and beasts jumped happily, birds chirped and beasts roared …"
It was a familiar scene, a familiar feeling. Although it was different from before, the same song and the same atmosphere made Shao Xuan feel like he was back in the beginning, walking down the Path of Glory with the hunting team. He couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. He missed it so much.
On the Taihe tribe's side, they were also planning to go hunting. After walking for a while, they heard the Yanjiao team singing again. They instantly panicked. Damn it, the Yanjiao people were here to annoy people! Hunting was exhilarating.
Luckily, everyone's hunting areas were separated so they didn't have to bump into each other. Otherwise, the Taihe people would have vomited their breakfast.
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