This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 228 - 153: The Once Prosperous Mountain Turtle Tribe

Chapter 228: Chapter 153: The Once Prosperous Mountain Turtle Tribe

The news of the Beaver Tribe’s relocation was something Jiang Xuan heard about during a trade with the Mountain Turtle Tribe.

"Now, the Fierce Bird Tribe has taken over that entire area, and many small tribes have been wiped out. If the Beaver Tribe doesn’t leave, they are bound to face the same fate sooner or later."

Shan Jia was somewhat worried. Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe was quite far from the Fierce Bird Tribe, their expansion was rapid, and it was uncertain when they might arrive here.

At that time, what would the Mountain Turtle Tribe do?

When small tribes attack, they can still rely on the formidable defense of the Turtle God to hold out, but against an attack from a medium-sized tribe, they really can’t withstand it.

Jiang Xuan sat in Shan Jia’s house, eating mushroom skewers, and asked, "Are there any medium or large tribes here in the Southern Wilderness?"

"Our location is at the edge of the Southern Wilderness; those medium and large tribes don’t want to come here."

"Why? Because there is little flat land, just treacherous mountains or dangerous Great Swamps, far worse than other places in the Southern Wilderness."

Shan Jia sighed at this point, obviously quite dissatisfied with the harsh living conditions.

Jiang Xuan asked in surprise, "Have you been to other places in the Southern Wilderness?"

"We’ve been old friends for a long time, so let me tell you a secret."

Shan Jia paused and said, "Actually, the Mountain Turtle Tribe was powerful once. It’s said that at its peak, the population was over eight thousand."

"That’s what the Witch told me," Shan Jia added.

Jiang Xuan exclaimed in shock, "Wouldn’t that almost make you a large tribe?"

"Not quite; becoming a large tribe is too difficult, but we were considered quite powerful among medium tribes."

"It’s said that at that time, our Mountain Turtle Tribe lived in the Central South Wilderness where there were large rivers and lakes, plains everywhere, plenty of prey, and it hardly snowed."

Shan Jia’s eyes gleamed as he spoke, clearly longing for the rich land.

"Then how did you end up here?"

Jiang Xuan took a bite of mushroom and listened to Shan Jia continue.

"Later, it’s said they offended a large tribe, which led to a great war. The Old Turtle God fought bravely to block the large tribe’s Totem God, and the remaining tribe members rode a giant mountain turtle up the river and finally settled here."

"But the Old Turtle God stayed there forever."

Shan Jia mentioned this, his gaze somewhat dim.

Although he had never met the Old Turtle God, just hearing the stories made him highly admire the Old Turtle God.

Jiang Xuan was astonished and said, "So does that mean your current Turtle God... isn’t the same as before?"

Shan Jia nodded calmly and said, "That’s right, the current Turtle God is the child of the Old Turtle God."

"I see."

Jiang Xuan roughly understood what had happened.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe was once a powerful medium tribe residing in the fertile Central South Wilderness. After offending a large tribe and being attacked, some tribe members traveled upriver, eventually settling at the edge of the Southern Wilderness in the Great Swamp.

Fortunately, their Old Turtle God left behind offspring. While not as strong as the Old Turtle God, the current Turtle God could still protect a small tribe.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe continued in this way, but from their development, it seemed challenging to become a medium-sized tribe again.

So they could only pass down the tales of their past glory from one generation of Witches to another, powerless to return to that rich land in the Central South Wilderness.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe was actually quite lucky; they lost one Old Turtle God but were fortunate to have a Little Turtle God left, preserving their lineage.

Many other tribes simply collapsed and disbanded after losing their Totem God, with no chance of passing on their legacy.

"Central South Wilderness..."

Jiang Xuan murmured as he finished the last piece of mushroom, "I really should find a chance to go see it."

The Eastern Wilderness, Western Wilderness, Southern Wilderness, and Northern Wilderness are the four great domains of the Primordial Continent, each vast and boundless, inhabited by countless tribes.

Jiang Xuan had been to the Western Wilderness, but due to drastic changes in the world, a third of it had turned into a desert, and the environment elsewhere also became harsh, far worse than before.

But the Southern Wilderness was different; its environment remained suitable for living. What a spectacular place that central region must be!

Just listening to Shan Jia’s description, one could tell it was a truly ideal place to live, a place that could give birth to large tribes.

As for the edge of the Southern Wilderness, it was already good enough for a few weaker medium tribes to survive.

Jiang Xuan suspected that the Wasp Tribe, which used to trade with the Rabbit Tribe, moved further south after gaining the capability, unable to bear the barrenness here.

Shan Jia said, "Chief Xuan, I really envy you for having a flying mount and being able to travel to many places."

"Chief Shan Jia could try to raise one too."

Shan Jia shook his head dejectedly, "I’ve caught some young birds, but some died, and the few that grew up couldn’t carry a person due to their size."

Jiang Xuan comforted Shan Jia a bit before getting down to business.

He wasn’t here just to eat and hear stories; he came to trade for Magic Mushrooms, which could help the less powerful warriors of the Vine Tribe quickly enhance their strength.

Both sides were old acquaintances, making the transaction very smooth.

The Vine Tribe received several bags of Magic Mushrooms with various effects, while the Mountain Turtle Tribe obtained salt and pottery. Both parties got what they wanted.

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