This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 107 - 94: Great High Priest, Full Team Breakthrough

Chapter 107: Chapter 94: Great High Priest, Full Team Breakthrough

That night, all the warriors of the Vine Tribe consumed the magic mushrooms, enhancing their strength, speed, vision, and hearing. Everyone gained significantly.

The next day, Jiang Xuan led the Hunting Team into the mountains to search for offerings for the ritual.

Meanwhile, Jing Jie took people to fish by the river, hoping to catch some big fish for the ritual.

The entire Vine Tribe was busily preparing for the Great High Priest ceremony.

Far away at the edge of the Great Swamp, the Mosquito Tribe was once again shaken by the few bedraggled bird-beaked mosquitos that returned.

The Mosquito Tribe Witch learned through the bird-beaked mosquitos about the deaths of Hua Wen and others in the Vine Tribe.

The bird-beaked mosquitos were not intelligent and provided scattered information: small tribe, battle, terrifying vine, everyone died.

From these fragmented pieces of information, the Mosquito Tribe Witch concluded: that small tribe has returned, and the terrifying vine killed all members of the Mosquito Tribe’s Hunting Team.

Hua Wen had previously reported in detail about the Vine Tribe, including the enormous vine.

No one expected that the vine was alive and so powerful.

It seems that the first Hunting Team to reach the Vine Tribe was likely killed by that giant vine, although there was also a giant dragonfly at the time, and no one knew the specifics, and subsequent investigations were not clear.

The Mosquito Tribe Witch felt heartache over the deaths of numerous bird-beaked mosquitos and over a hundred warriors.

"Witch, what should we do now?"

The Mosquito Tribe leader felt a mix of emotions: anger, murderous intent, and an indescribable fear.

Over a hundred warriors died inexplicably in that small tribe, with none returning except for a few bird-beaked mosquitos.

The Mosquito Tribe Witch stared at the flickering flames in the fire pit with an uncertain expression, unable to decide.

For revenge, considering the current situation, the entire tribe would need to strike, and it might not be possible to capture that small tribe in one go, even if they did, the losses would be severe.

But without revenge, the deaths of so many people would chill the hearts of the Mosquito Tribe members, and the tribe would seem weak, inviting bullying from other tribes.

The Mosquito Tribe Witch was in a dilemma, troubled by the matter.

Helplessly, the Mosquito Tribe Witch could only say perfunctorily: "You first send someone to carefully investigate what happened."

"Yes."

The Mosquito Tribe leader went out. Actually, he didn’t want to send anyone else in this situation, but he had no choice and had to explain to the tribe members.

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While the Mosquito Tribe hesitated, the Vine Tribe, after two days of effort, prepared plentiful offerings for the Great High Priest ceremony.

The offerings included large hunted animals, fish, cultivated vegetables, early-ripening wild fruits, and animals from the breeding area.

On June 19th, in the morning, the Vine Tribe’s Great High Priest ceremony officially began.

The rising sun shone on the Stone Mountain Divine Vine, and the dew on the leaves rolled with the breeze, sparkling with seven-colored light.

On the altar, three large cauldrons were filled with various vegetarian offerings, while the meat offerings were placed at the center of the altar.

The Vine Tribe members and the wanderers who were about to join stood solemnly in front of the altar, freshly cleaned, wearing their best and cleanest clothes.

As the sun rose higher, the Divine Vine bathed in sunlight, awakening from its nocturnal slumber, its whole body beginning to glow green as the terrifying vines danced in the air.

To the right of the altar, Jiang Xuan shouted: "The ritual ceremony begins now!"

Chi Shao stepped onto the altar, facing the Stone Mountain Divine Vine, opened her arms, and began chanting the ancient God-Summoning Spell: "ㄉㄊㄎㄌㄉ, ㄞㄓㄘㄢㄖ..."

The spell had a peculiar rhythm, causing listeners’ emotions to fluctuate unconsciously, becoming gradually blood-boiling.

"Buzz!"

As she chanted, the Divine Vine on the Stone Mountain emitted an even more terrifying light, its aura becoming increasingly overwhelming.

After reciting the God-Summoning Spell, Chi Shao bowed to the Divine Vine:

"Please take the offerings, Vine God!"

As Chi Shao’s voice fell, countless root tendrils emerged from the ground, rapidly extending over the altar, covering and wrapping the offerings.

Watching these dense tendrils, Jiang Xuan couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids, having personally witnessed their fearsome nature.

Before long, the tendrils retreated, leaving only some remnants in the three large cauldrons on the altar, and the meat offerings at the center reduced to white bones.

The vines on the Stone Mountain swayed more wildly, clearly indicating the Divine Vine’s satisfaction with the offerings.

After the Divine Vine finished consuming all the offerings, Chi Shao bowed again and began reciting the Blessing Spell.

This time, everyone in front of the altar bowed, feeling tense yet excited, knowing the climax of the ritual was about to arrive!

On the Stone Mountain, countless small vines extended forward, stopping above everyone’s heads, then continuously twisting.

"Rustle..."

Unlike previous ceremonies, this time, large quantities of liquid fell as if it were raining.

The liquid dripped onto everyone’s heads and bodies, quickly integrating into their bodies.

In an instant, everyone felt a grand power flow into them, hearts pounding, muscles growing stronger, senses sharper, even their blood boiling!

Gou Teng and Shi Qiu immediately became Three-Color Warriors, while Nan Xing became a Two-Color Warrior.

Gan Song and others also advanced from One-Color Warrior to Two-Color Warriors.

Other wanderers gradually broke through to become One-Color Warriors.

Jing Jie also advanced from One-Color Warrior to Two-Color Warrior, to his surprise and delight.

These days, he had been receiving too many surprises, feeling dizzy.

Chi Shao and Jiang Xuan’s breakthroughs were somewhat different from those of other warriors.

At this moment, a single vine extended above Chi Shao, dripping purple liquid, rapidly enhancing the Witch Power within her!

Chi Shao’s gaze became even more captivating, her aura more ethereal, standing there silently, commanding awe without uttering a word.

A thick vine also extended over Jiang Xuan’s head, continuously dripping emerald green liquid, causing his strength to rise rapidly.

Initially at the peak of Two-Color Warrior, Jiang Xuan, after continuous infusions of power from the Divine Vine, directly advanced two levels!

"Four-Color Warrior!"

After the vine retracted, a gleam flashed in Jiang Xuan’s eyes as he picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground, gently squeezing it until it shattered, the part crushed by his fingers turned to stone powder!

Jiang Xuan had become a formidable Four-Color Warrior, no weaker than leaders of other small tribes. If he encountered Hua Wen again, he could directly crush them!

With this, aside from the newborn infants in the Vine Tribe, all 135 people became warriors!

There was not a single ordinary person in the entire tribe, truly a miracle that would be hard to believe had it not been witnessed firsthand.

Actually, this was related to the powerful strength of the Divine Vine.

Because after its breakthrough, its strength was equivalent to the Totem God of a medium-sized tribe.

A medium-sized tribe has at least three thousand members, widespread territory, and a large population.

But the Vine Tribe? There were only over a hundred people, mismatching the strength of the Divine Vine, making it easy for all of them to become warriors.

It is anticipated that the Vine Tribe will develop even more rapidly until its size matches the Divine Vine’s strength, after which the growth rate will slow down.