This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 498 - 302: The Insidious Divine Vine

Southern Wilderness, Ant Tribe.

Bodies were carried to the entrance of the giant Ant Nest, then hoisted up by those giant ants in line, gradually disappearing into the nest.

The Witch of the Ant Tribe spread his arms wide, chanting a lengthy witchcraft at the Ant Nest, then turned to the tribespeople of the Ant Tribe and said:

"The departed heroic souls will forever accompany the Ant God, let us bless..."

The faces of the tribespeople of the Ant Tribe showed smiles, even the relatives of the deceased were not so sad anymore.

For in the eyes of the tribespeople, being able to accompany the Totem God is a very honorable thing.

Amidst the crowd, Qie Ye, who knew the truth, quietly clenched his fists, his eyes burning with hidden anger.

Since the elder told him the truth about the Ant God before dying, Qie Ye had been tormented within the Ant Tribe, especially when he saw the dead being sent into the Ant Nest, it felt like his heart was stabbed, making it hard to breathe.

For he knew well, the bodies entering the Ant Nest were not to accompany the Ant God as the Witch said, but were food for those giant ants, devoured by countless giant ants!

After the funeral ended, the people of the Ant Tribe dispersed, returning to their busy, dull, and repetitive work.

Qie Ye also led a Hunting Team away from the tribe, heading to the distant forest to hunt.

Now, he had only one thought, to become strong quickly, until he had enough power to lead the tribespeople away, or even overthrow the rule of the Ant God.

Of course, this was a very difficult and hopeless task.

How could it be easy to deal with that god-level Red Ant?

But no matter how difficult or hopeless, Qie Ye must do everything to try and accomplish it.

If he doesn't, the tribespeople of the Ant Tribe will always be chewed up and crushed by those giant ants, never seeing the light of day.

...

Southern Wilderness, Crocodile Tribe.

"Splash..."

A large crocodile carried the young girl Qing Ye swimming slowly on the river surface, water waves turning into two ripples, spreading layer by layer to both sides.

Qing Ye took out a reed leaf, straightened it, then placed it by her lips and blew.

The reed leaf emitted a clear and melodious sound, like a flute, like bird calls, graceful and pleasant.

Most of the tribespeople could blow sounds with various leaves, but few could make it sound lovely, and Qing Ye was clearly among the few who could play them beautifully.

"It's really nice."

A young Warrior stood in the Crocodile Tribe, approached Qing Ye, and praised her.

Qing Ye saw the Warrior coming over and showed a look of helplessness in her eyes. She stopped blowing the reed leaf and even casually threw the reed leaf into the river.

"Qing Ye, don't be so heartless, I'm sincere to you."

The Warrior looked at Qing Ye with a face full of sincerity, hoping to move her with his true feelings.

However, all this was in vain.

Qing Ye slightly turned her head, saying, "Hei Jia, I've told you many times, I don't like you, stop pestering me."

The young man named Hei Jia was anxious: "Why? I'm now one of the most courageous Hunters of the young generation in the Crocodile Tribe, why don't you still see me?"

"There is no why."

"Is it because of that Vine Tribe leader? Wake up, he will never come back, we've never even heard of this Vine Tribe, who knows if this tribe even exists..."

"Enough!"

Qing Ye interrupted him, clearly angry.

"I will never be with you, give up on it."

"Xiao Qing, let's go!"

Qing Ye patted the head of the large crocodile, which flicked its tail, accelerated and swam forward, soon swimming far away.

Hei Jia angrily kicked the water surface, splashing up a large spray of water, but that was all he could do.

The crocodile carried Qing Ye swimming forward, eventually reaching a riverbank and came ashore.

Qing Ye got off the crocodile's back, sat on a large rock by the riverbank, gazing at the glimmering water surface in a daze.

After a long time, Qing Ye whispered, "I believe he will definitely come back!"

...

Southern Wilderness, Spider Tribe.

"Another boring day has ended."

Hong Zhu patrolled the forest on the outskirts of the tribe, the setting sun spilling through the forest gaps, shining on her graceful figure wrapped in Spider Silk Clothing.

Due to the relatively few enemies near the Spider Tribe, this day-to-day patrolling inevitably led to feelings of boredom.

She also yearned for a more exciting life, but as the leader of the Guard Team, she was stuck near the tribe, unable to go even slightly distant places.

"If only there was a giant bird to take me to distant places."

For some reason, Hong Zhu's mind suddenly conjured the image of a massive purple Fierce Bird, and... that young and powerful leader of the Vine Tribe.

That was the youngest Five-Color Warrior she had ever seen, who came hurriedly and left as quickly, leaving Hong Zhu with a very deep impression.

"I really should have kept him overnight back then, so he'd remember me more vividly, right?"

Hong Zhu kicked away a dry twig underfoot, regretting that she only hugged Jiang Xuan strongly back then and didn't do more.

"Next time he comes, I won't let him leave easily."

Hong Zhu pursed her vermilion lips, apparently recalling something amusing as her eyes were filled with laughter.

...

Southern Wilderness, Rat Tribe.

"Charge in, grab those rats, eat them!"

"Kill!"

On the outskirts of the rat tribe's ancestral land, countless giant weasels charged inside, followed by the fierce warriors of the Weasel Tribe.

The Weasel Tribe is a medium-sized tribe near the Rat Tribe. In ancient times, the Weasel Tribe oppressed the Rat Tribe, capturing the giant rats as prey.

After the Rat Tribe was broken, the giant rats scattered and fled, leaving the giant weasels without targets.

Now, the Rat Tribe has returned, and the Weasel Tribe can't wait to feast again.

"Squeak squeak squeak..."

The weasels are natural enemies of the giant rats. Seeing the weasels, the giant rats panicked and frantically dove into the caves.

Only by escaping deep into the caves might they escape disaster.

Why is it only a possibility?

Because the giant weasels also have night vision abilities, they can pursue them into the caves.

"Chief, what should we do?"

Having just moved back to the ancestral land, and with the Weasel Tribe coming again, the members of the Rat Tribe were very panicked, many crowding around their chief, Hui Shu.

Hui Shu was also very panicked because the Weasel Tribe was a powerful medium-sized tribe, whereas the Rat Tribe was just a newly gathered small tribe. The strength disparity was too great.

Moreover, those weasels naturally suppressed giant rats; there was no chance of victory.

At this moment, his first thought was to seek help from the Divine Vine.

Hui Shu immediately ran to the center of the tribe, to the giant rock, and directly knelt before the Divine Vine that entwined the rock.

"Vine God, please save the Rat Tribe."

Other than Hui Shu, the other members of the Rat Tribe were not familiar with the Divine Vine, only knowing it to be very mysterious and powerful.

Seeing Hui Shu kneeling and with the Weasel Tribe's warriors about to charge over, they had no other choice but to also kneel, begging the Divine Vine to save them.

Unfortunately, there was no response from the Divine Vine to their prayers.

The timid members of the Rat Tribe started to dive into the caves, unwilling to pin their hopes of survival on a vine.

Soon, except for Hui Shu, all the members of the Rat Tribe burrowed underground, relying on their familiarity with the terrain to avoid the pursuit of the Weasel Tribe.

"Vine God, please save the Rat Tribe..."

Hui Shu was on the verge of tears; he never imagined that at such a critical moment, the Divine Vine would suddenly become unresponsive.

"Rustle rustle..."

A large group of giant weasels finally charged into the tribe, entering the underground to hunt the giant rats and the members of the Rat Tribe.

Hui Shu was also surrounded by people from the Weasel Tribe.

"The people of the Rat Tribe actually pray to a vine; what a joke!"

The leader of the Weasel Tribe walked to the front of Hui Shu, his face sharp, his voice sharp and thin, much like a weasel.

"Look, he even has five warrior patterns on his face."

"Fake, the Rat Tribe never had a Five-Color Warrior, hahaha..."

"Exactly, exactly, the Rat Tribe's Guardian God is gone, where's the Five-Color Warrior."

The warriors of the Weasel Tribe also let out mocking sounds, treating Hui Shu like a vain clown.

The witch of the Weasel Tribe, leaning on a cane and stroking his goatee, walked around the Divine Vine twice, saying: "Strange, there wasn't such a large vine here before, could it have been transplanted from elsewhere? Let's dig it out later to see if it can be used to make witch medicine."

The leader of the Weasel Tribe nodded and said, "Alright, after I kill this kid, we'll dig it!"

As they spoke, the Totem God of the Weasel Tribe slowly made its way over. Previously, it had sensed a surge of divine power emanating from this area, but after circling the outskirts of the rat tribe's ancestral land, it found nothing.

The Weasel God was cautious. Only after thoroughly exploring the ancestral land did it enter the forest and come to the front of the giant rock.

With the Weasel God present, the warriors of the Weasel Tribe were even more fearless. The leader slowly drew out a stone knife, and with a face full of amusement, walked towards Hui Shu.

He wanted to torment Hui Shu first before killing this audacious boy who dared to pretend as a Five-Color Warrior.

"Vine God, please save the Rat Tribe..."

Hui Shu was nearing despair. His entire body could not help but shiver, but he kept pleading.

He was like a drowning person clutching at the last straw, with no other choice but to hold on tight.

"Hehe, boy, praying to a vine won't help, why not pray to me? Maybe I'll spare your life."

The leader of the Weasel Tribe gradually approached Hui Shu, toying with the stone knife in his hand, savoring the feeling of tormenting others.

However, just as he was a step away from Hui Shu, an unexpected change occurred!

"Buzz!"

The seemingly ordinary Divine Vine suddenly burst with dazzling divine light. All its vines frantically grew in an instant, sweeping like a tide towards the Weasel Tribe's Totem God.

"Squeak!"

The Weasel God let out a sharp cry, then turned to escape.

"Swish swish swish..."

At this moment, countless roots emerged from the ground and, with unparalleled speed, entangled the Weasel God's limbs, preventing its escape.

Subsequently, countless vines wrapped around as well, binding the Weasel God tightly.

"Squeak squeak... crack... squeak squeak..."

The Weasel God struggled frantically, biting at the vines, but was shocked to find that those seemingly soft vines could not be bitten through, and the divine power emanating from the Divine Vine was so overwhelmingly strong that it terrified it.

It turned out the Divine Vine did not initially respond to Hui Shu to let the Weasel God lower its guard, draw closer to the giant rock, ensuring it was caught without fail!