This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 93 - 85: Divine Vine Breakthrough

In the southern forest of the Vine Tribe, Hua Wen did not immediately return to the tribe with the Pottery Cauldron but chose to hide with his people. freeweɓnøvel.com

He hoped for the members of the Vine Tribe to come back so that they could launch a surprise attack and completely wipe them out.

However, to his great frustration, they waited for three whole days without even seeing a shadow of the Vine Tribe.

After waiting unwillingly for another day, Hua Wen finally had no choice but to return.

Because the Mosquito Tribe has a large population, and the Hunting Team he took was the strongest one. If they didn’t return for a long time, the people of the Mosquito Tribe would go hungry.

After Hua Wen left, the Vine Tribe members still did not return.

Jiang Xuan was very aware that any carelessness at this time could lead to catastrophic consequences.

Anyway, their house was burned down, and there was plenty of food on the other side of the river, so it was better to wait for a while longer, preferably until the Divine Vine breaks through before returning.

Additionally, Jiang Xuan wanted to take the opportunity to explore the forest across the river to see how many usable resources it has.

In the future, when the Vine Tribe grows in number, they might even have some people living here permanently, expanding their territory.

Just like that, in the blink of an eye, a month’s time passed.

The Vine Tribe had firmly established themselves on the other side of the river, not only building many houses but also finding several new edible plants and opening up land for farming.

At this rate, even if they don’t return to live under Stone Mountain, they can survive here.

However, most people still wanted to go back.

Especially Gan Song, who kept mentioning taking a bamboo raft over to check on the crops. Without management for such a long time, the fields were likely overgrown with weeds.

Unfortunately, Jiang Xuan wouldn’t let him go back, so Gan Song had no choice but to continue opening up new farmland here, constantly worrying and occasionally glancing across the river.

During this time, Hua Wen led his people there twice, but both times they left empty-handed.

Unable to cross the river, they left cursing.

The Mosquito Tribe even believed that the Vine Tribe wouldn’t return anymore.

After all, in this primitive era, it was common for tribes to migrate. Apart from the large tribes, which tribe stayed in one place for long?

May 8th, morning.

Jiang Xuan led people to check on the traps they had set up yesterday, half of which were triggered, catching a few small prey.

"Not bad, let’s take them back."

Jiang Xuan was carrying one of the prey, about to head back, when suddenly a large number of clouds gathered in the sky, and a strong wind blew.

"It’s going to rain? Quick, let’s go."

Summer thunderstorms come swiftly, and Jiang Xuan didn’t have time to think much. He hurried away with others, not wanting to get drenched despite their robust physicality.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Snap..."

Today’s clouds were exceptionally thick, lightning danced like silver snakes and the wind howled.

However, the anticipated heavy rain did not arrive, not even a light drizzle.

When they rushed back to their newly constructed houses, they noticed that back toward Stone Mountain, a sudden, endless green light shot into the sky.

"It’s the Vine God, the Vine God is about to break through!"

Chi Shao stood excitedly at the doorway, staring intently in the direction of Stone Mountain.

Jiang Xuan set down the prey and joined Chi Shao, looking at the heavy clouds above with some worry inside.

If the Divine Vine succeeded, it would be a joyous occasion for all, but if it failed, they might indeed be unable to return to their dwelling place for a long time.

Others also jumped to get a better view, feeling both nervous and expectant.

Gan Song instinctively clenched his fists, muttering under his breath, "It has to succeed, the leader said if the Divine Vine succeeds, we can go back."

Even now, he’s worried about the crops in the fields.

Sharing similar feelings was Da Jiao.

Although he wasn’t as anxious as Gan Song, since his livestock and insects were already released.

"Boom!"

Above Stone Mountain, the Divine Vine that had been silent for over a month finally came to life, with all the vines glowing and endless green light enveloping the entire mountain.

A terrifying aura permeated, and all the animals near Stone Mountain that could flee already had, while those who couldn’t were crouched down, trembling as they awaited their unknown fate.

"Crash crash crash..."

The massive Divine Vine actually moved as a whole, shaking Stone Mountain, causing gravel to tumble down.

This was an extremely rare sight.

Usually, the body of the Divine Vine never moved, only the vines and roots could move freely.

But at this moment, the entire Divine Vine was growing and twisting as if it were a giant dragon, poised to rise into the sky.

"Snap!"

Finally, a long-gestating bolt of lightning struck down, like a dazzling celestial sword aimed at severing the Divine Vine.

On the Divine Vine, the green light intensified, all leaves becoming crystal clear, and the newly sprouted vines whirled wildly.

The thick lightning hit Stone Mountain, burning the tip of the Divine Vine while shattering many rocks.

The green light on the Divine Vine dimmed.

Across the river, Jiang Xuan, Chi Shao, and all the Vine Tribe members grew tense in the face of this divine power from the heavens, feeling fear deep in their hearts.

But everyone hoped the Divine Vine would pull through smoothly.

Though the tip of the Divine Vine was scorched, most of the lightning was conducted underground through its thick vines, causing it no serious harm.

The Divine Vine whipped itself fiercely, shaking off the burnt vines and rapidly growing new ones, deepening and widening its underground roots.

"Snap!"

Another lightning bolt struck, shattering the boulders atop Stone Mountain, sending rubble flying.

The Divine Vine continued to channel most of the lightning into the ground with its resilient body, regenerating any burnt areas.

After enduring five consecutive strikes, the green light on the Divine Vine grew very dim, many vines became blackened, and the mountaintop fragmented significantly.

At that moment, however, the lightning that had been raging in the sky gradually faded away.

"Drip drip!"

A raindrop fell from the clouds, landing on a leaf of the Divine Vine.

Then more raindrops fell, quickly turning into a downpour.

The rain revived the exhausted Divine Vine, bringing it back to life.

The weakened vines absorbed the rain and regained vitality, all the branches and leaves unfurling fully.

The body of the Divine Vine continued to grow in the rain, becoming thicker with roots delving deeper and spreading wider.

The dim green light grew stronger once more, even more vibrant than before!

"Smack!"

A thick vine lashed through the air in excitement, producing a loud sonic boom.

Across the river, Chi Shao exclaimed excitedly, "The Vine God has succeeded!"

"Yes!"

Jiang Xuan couldn’t contain his excitement, shouting in the direction of Stone Mountain.

"That’s fantastic!"

"The Vine God broke through!"

"We can go back!"

...

Soon, cheers erupted across the river, and even the rain couldn’t dampen their enthusiasm.

"Chief, Chief, when can we go back?"

Gan Song rushed through the rain to find Jiang Xuan, his eyes filled with expectation.

Jiang Xuan, smiling, replied, "The Divine Vine broke through, we no longer fear an attack from the Mosquito Tribe. We’ll return once the rain stops!"

"Good, good, great..."

Gan Song was so thrilled he didn’t know what to say, eager to return to see the crops on dozens of acres, wondering if the Mosquito Tribe had damaged them, if they had grown weeds, or if wild animals had eaten them.

An hour later, as the sunshine broke through, the Vine Tribe began packing their things, preparing to return to their original home.

...

The Divine Vine called out to the sky: "I’ve broken through; where are the monthly votes?"