Chapter 130 – The Head Wolf (2/2)

“This is your prey. First, go with the group and put it in the storage cave. When I go back, I will peel the skin off to keep your den warm.” Said Shao Xuan.

Caesar seemed satisfied with Shao Xuan’s advice. He put it down, and no longer looked at it, lying down to take a rest. Scabs had formed on his wounds, so no drugs were needed.

As soon as Caesar left, several young warriors, including Ah-Yang, his sister, Tu, and Jie Ba, came to look at the rare dead wolf. They did not dare to go close to a living wolf, but they were not afraid of a dead one, and this one still looked ferocious at the moment.

Just like Mao with the Thorn Black Wind, these young warriors were curious about the head wolf. They touched it from the fangs to the claws, and spoke highly of it.

“It is worthy of being a head wolf! Look at its fang and its claws!”

“Brother Xuan, will Caesar become a head wolf in the future?” Ah Yang and his sister looked at Shao Xuan and asked.

“I have no idea.” Said Shao Xuan.

Would the wolf kept as a company by a hunting group become a head? Everyone shook their heads.

However, there were many…cubs in the tribe.

Maybe he would really become a leader!

But they did not know how long to wait.

The following hunts were much easier than usual thanks to the help of Caesar. Mai and the others felt less stressful for there being many young warriors in the group. The more helpful assistants, the more chance for them to succeed in getting their prey.

And when this hunting mission was finished, the hunting group returned to the tribe along the hunting route. Walking past the hunting area of the first location, they no longer saw any wolfs with spotted pattern on their backs.

That wolf pack might have disappeared in the woods.

As the days went by, although Caesar still looked very thin, he was no longer as skinny as he was when he had just woken up. With the passage of time, he would get better.

Caesar’s daily food was his prey, and he ate so much that Shao Xuan could not provide enough food for him, but fortunately, he had hunted a lot of prey to store food for himself, and brought the food back to the tribe.

On the day when the hunting group returned to the tribe, Caesar once again aroused heated debate.

But Shao Xuan did not talk about him too much until he was summoned by the Shaman.

“Did you use the profound craft?” The Shaman asked him with confidence in his eyes.

Even if the ancestors themselves performed the craft, they had a 50 percent chance to succeed. However, Shao Xuan succeeded in his first try. The Shaman did not know whether his success was because of his luck or any other factors.

Shao Xuan could conceal the reason of Caesar’s change from everyone except the Shaman, but he didn’t intend to conceal it from the Shaman.

He told the details to the Shaman, and said, “His change scared me, for it differed from the records in the ancient volumes left by ancestors.”

In order to confirm it, the Shaman once again carefully looked through the animal skin volumes related to the profound craft. He didn’t find any records similar to Caesar’s change. It wasn’t recorded that a branded hunting animal would change so rapidly in such a dramatic way.

The effect of the profound craft seemed different from what the ancestors said.

Then the Shaman let Shao Xuan bring Caesar to him so that he could have a closer look at him. After his careful observation, he thought that Caesar’s change was much bigger than what was recorded by the ancestors. What’s more, Caesar kept changing after waking up. With the passage of time, his change would become increasingly apparent, for he didn’t stop growing. Sometimes, when he was active in the house, Old Ke was afraid of the walls collapsing.

“If Chacha meets the requirements, I will also perform the craft on him to see if he will change.” Said Shao Xuan.

With the first attempt, Shao Xuan had confidence in performing the craft again successfully. In fact, thinking about it, he found it not as difficult as recorded.

If the Shaman knew Shao Xuan’s thoughts, he probably would go to the flame pond to kowtow to the ancestors. Such a talent, but why can’t he become the Shaman?!

Hearing Shao Xuan’s mention of Chacha, the Shaman did not agree with him.

“No, Chacha is different from Caesar.” Said the Shaman.

Shao Xuan wasn’t sure of the Shaman’s meaning, but before he could continue asking him about it, the Shaman started talking about other things.

Since the craft had been successfully performed on Caesar, then the tribe should have a good look at developing the other cubs.

The Shaman would feel contented if even one-tenth cubs in the tribe could grow as well as Caesar.

Gradually growing up, the cubs were not as obedient as Caesar, and none of them was easy to control, while most of the people in the tribe had a bad temper. If Shao Xuan didn’t give lectures to teach them some skills in raising the cubs, they might have beaten, or even cooked the cubs.

Saying goodbye to the Shaman, and going down the mountain, Shao Xuan saw Caesar followed by a few wolf cubs that had grown a lot. At this time next year, they would form a small wolf pack.

When the several young people who raised the wolf cubs saw Shao Xuan, they at once came to consult with Shao Xuan. Some who had not taken it seriously before, changed their attitude after witnessing Caesar’s change.

After Shao Xuan left, the Shaman came to where the ancient volumes were stored. He opened a huge stone box, in which a large number of volumes were placed in order.

The Shaman took out several original ancient volumes, which were related with the profound craft.

The Shaman thought it was time for him to reveal the things related with the hunting animals and the profound craft.

Taking out several animal skin volumes, the Shaman glanced at the substantial volumes in the box and sighed. He then closed the stone box.