This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 502 - 306: The Mushroom Becomes a God

"Rumble rumble..."

It was clearly the dry season of autumn, yet a massive gathering of dark clouds suddenly formed over the Mushroom Forest, with the rumbling thunder causing the leaves to tremble.

"Oh my god, look at that."

"All the mushrooms are glowing."

Outside the Mushroom Forest, the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe exclaimed in astonishment.

Every mushroom in the entire forest, regardless of size or species, was glowing in a myriad of colors, as if from a scene in a dream.

The tribespeople had never seen such a scene before, and for a moment, everyone was left speechless, their eyes fixed.

There were many glowing mushrooms in the Mushroom Forest, but they only glowed at night. This was the first time they had ever glowed during the day.

Besides the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, many others from different tribes also gathered on the periphery of the Mushroom Forest, all watching this marvel with unblinking eyes.

"Rustle rustle rustle..."

In the center of the Mushroom Forest, a Seven-Colored Mushroom began to grow rapidly. It was originally the size of a small house, and continued to grow until its massive cap overshadowed the nearby mushrooms.

The Seven-Colored Mushroom was exceptionally peculiar; it looked similar to ordinary mushrooms, but its cap was dotted with countless holes filled with lethal spores. Once released, these spores could kill any creature that came into contact with them.

"Buzz!"

The Seven-Colored Mushroom swayed gently, its holes radiating a rainbow of light, a formidable divine power emanating from it, striking fear into the hearts of the tribal warriors outside the Mushroom Forest.

"Rumble rumble!"

The clouds in the sky grew thicker, as if they were going to collapse at any moment, turning even the day to night.

Terrifying lightning occasionally illuminated the sky, and the rolling thunder set all living beings on edge.

"The Turtle God is coming."

In the sky above the forest, the Turtle God, as massive as a hill, treaded the waves as it approached.

Since following the Vine God, the Turtle God had gained numerous benefits, sharing the spoils each time an enemy tribe was defeated, which were taken from the slain Totem Gods.

Several years passed, and the Turtle God progressed from the realm of a small tribe's Totem God to that of a medium-sized tribe's, gaining the power to fly in the air.

This was a significant enhancement to the Turtle God's combat abilities.

After all, previously it could not fly and was passively attacked on the ground, but now that it could fly, it was not as vulnerable.

After arriving, the Turtle God did not enter the Mushroom Forest but stopped at its edge, hovering in the air, observing the massive Seven-Colored Mushroom.

The Seven-Colored Mushroom clearly noticed the Turtle God and communicated with it directly via divine thought.

"Turtle God, after I undergo divine ascension, some other tribes' Guardian Gods might seize the opportunity to attack me. Please help me fend them off."

"If I help you stop the other tribes, what's in it for me?" The Turtle God was calm, clearly unwilling to intervene without compensation.

"As long as I become a god, the medicinal properties of all mushrooms in the forest will be enhanced, and I can allow the Mountain Turtle Tribe to continue harvesting them."

"That's not enough." The Turtle God was evidently dissatisfied with the offer.

The Seven-Colored Mushroom hesitated for a moment and said, "After I become a god, I'll propagate non-toxic Seven-Colored Mushrooms, which are highly beneficial for cultivation. I can give you one."

"Are you sure it's non-toxic?" The Turtle God was cautious.

"Of course. You can try a little, and if there's a problem, you can swallow me whole."

"Alright, I'll trust you this once."

After all, they had been neighboring for years, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe had benefitted quite a bit from the Mushroom Forest over these years, so the Turtle God did not want to appear too greedy.

"I am about to ascend; the Guardian Gods of other tribes are in your hands, Turtle God."

"Rest assured, as long as I'm here, you can ascend at ease."

Having secured the Turtle God's promise, the Seven-Colored Mushroom no longer concerned itself with the surrounding commotion, focusing all its energy on the impending lightning tribulation.

"Rustle rustle rustle..."

The Seven-Colored Mushroom continued to grow, its cap growing ever larger, eventually encompassing the entire Mushroom Forest, radiating its rainbow glow magnificently.

"Crack!"

At last, the first bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the Seven-Colored Mushroom's large cap, the electrical arcs slithering like a thousand snakes, dimming the multicolored light momentarily.

However, the Seven-Colored Mushroom, having slumbered for years until its divine ascension, naturally had some confidence. The first bolt of lightning did not inflict significant harm.

"Rumble rumble..."

The clouds in the sky churned even more violently, followed by a second bolt of lightning, much thicker and brighter than the first.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The second bolt of lightning struck the Seven-Colored Mushroom's cap, causing the entire mushroom to shake, each hole on the cap emanating rainbow light to oppose the destructive power of the lightning.

The cap, perfectly oval, dispersed the thick lightning, redirecting most of it into the ground to mitigate the damage.

"Crackle crackle..."

Successive bolts of lightning could not strike down the Seven-Colored Mushroom. The sky seemed infuriated, sending down bolt after bolt, with their intervals rapidly shortening until there was no gap at all.

The giant cap of the Seven-Colored Mushroom wobbled even more, with scorch marks appearing in its center. It struggled bitterly against the heavenly tribulation, its rainbow glow scattered time and again.

Outside the Mushroom Forest, warriors from various tribes retreated repeatedly with pale faces, for under the might of the heavenly tribulation, each one felt as insignificant as an ant, and even a dispersed bolt would be fatal.

Even the Turtle God's surface was coated in a layer of emerald, water-like protective shield, yet it did not retreat, the faint lightning entering the shield unable to harm it.

In other directions beyond the Mushroom Forest, the Totem Gods of nearby tribes also arrived, their eyes greedily set on the Seven-Colored Mushroom within the heavenly tribulation but none daring to act at this moment.

The Seven-Colored Mushroom itself was a highly venomous fungus, let alone a deified Seven-Colored Mushroom, whose toxicity was even more intense.

Even a great god, should it dare consume it directly, might be poisoned to death.

Only after the Seven-Colored Mushroom survived the tribulation, with most of the toxins inside it consumed by the tribulation, could it be eaten with minimal risk, yet yielding great rewards.

"Yee..."

As the Seven-Colored Mushroom underwent the tribulation, a massive purple Fierce Bird swiftly flew towards the scene.

"Leader Xuan, here, over here!"

On the ground, Shan Jia quickly stood on the back of the Mountain Turtle, waving continuously towards the sky.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The purple Fierce Bird landed near Shan Jia, stirring up a gust of wind.

Jiang Xuan leaped off Tang Yuan's back and walked over to Shan Jia.

"What's happening here?"

Jiang Xuan inquired from Shan Jia.

Shan Jia recounted the story of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Seven-Colored Mushroom, explaining the current situation.

"I see, a mushroom becoming divine, that's interesting."

Jiang Xuan nodded; the momentum of the tribulation was so great that he was drawn to it while guiding the Vine Tribe people in cultivating near the Great Swamp.

Shan Jia glanced in the direction of the Vine Tribe and asked, "Didn't your Vine God come?"

Jiang Xuan waved his hand and said, "It's just a mushroom about to become divine, not enough to warrant Vine God's personal arrival."

"That is true, Vine God is indeed a great deity."

When Shan Jia said this, his eyes were full of longing and envy. Becoming a large tribe with a great deity is the dream of all small and medium-sized tribes.

"What a delicious aroma."

Jiang Xuan twitched his nose; the air was filled with the rich scent of roasted mushrooms, making him involuntarily swallow.

"Indeed, it smells wonderful."

Shan Jia couldn't help but take a deep breath of the aroma, then turned his gaze towards the massive Seven-Colored Mushroom in the center of the Mushroom Forest.

By this point, the tribulation was nearing its end, and the Seven-Colored Mushroom had been struck miserably; most of its cap was cooked by the continuous lightning strikes, even charred.

This was the result of it rooting into the ground, directing most of the lightning into the earth.

If not for this, it might have been struck dead already.

"Boom!"

The last bolt of lightning struck down, the terrifying lightning was like a waterfall gushing, directly washing over the Seven-Colored Mushroom.

"Boom!"

The Seven-Colored Mushroom was already at its limit, unexpectedly igniting into flames from the strike.

"Rumble..."

In the sky, the thick clouds gradually began to disperse; it was clear that the tribulation had ended, and whether the Seven-Colored Mushroom lived or died was up to its fate.

"Puff..."

Outside the Mushroom Forest, the Turtle God spat out a column of water, pouring it onto the Seven-Colored Mushroom.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

The burning Seven-Colored Mushroom was extinguished, revealing a damaged, charred cap.

"Did it die?"

Jiang Xuan curiously looked at the motionless Seven-Colored Mushroom, unsure if it had been struck dead.

"Howl..."

At this moment, outside the Mushroom Forest, several Totem Gods from small tribes could no longer hold back, gathering towards the Seven-Colored Mushroom, intending to seize the uncharred parts.

If successful, their powers would receive a significant boost.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the Turtle God stepped forward, flying over the Seven-Colored Mushroom, and issued a terrifying roar towards the Totem Gods of those small tribes.

Simultaneously, a water-like green protective barrier enveloped the Seven-Colored Mushroom.

After all, the Turtle God had already broken through to become a Totem God of a medium-sized tribe, with an extraordinarily strong defense; if it was determined to protect the Seven-Colored Mushroom, those few small tribe Totem Gods couldn't break its defense at all.

However, those few small tribe Totem Gods did not leave; instead, they circled around the Mushroom Forest, trying to find an opportunity.

"The Seven-Colored Mushroom has withered."

At this moment, Jiang Xuan noticed that the massive Seven-Colored Mushroom was shrinking visibly.

Before long, the enormous Seven-Colored Mushroom slumped to the ground sideways, its size reduced, appearing as if it were dead.

"Could it have failed?"

Shan Jia was also surprised, feeling regret because, without the Seven-Colored Mushroom, the Mountain Turtle Tribe might have to rely on themselves to continue controlling the Mushroom Forest.

"No, there seems to be light on the ground."

Jiang Xuan saw a faint seven-colored glow where the Seven-Colored Mushroom had withered.

Shan Jia and the others were also invigorated, staring intently at that spot.

Only to see the seven-colored light on the ground becoming increasingly conspicuous, while a brand-new Seven-Colored Mushroom rapidly grew from the ground.

This Seven-Colored Mushroom was growing incredibly fast, almost as if it were inflating.