Chapter 187 - Flaming Horns, Shao Xuan (1/2)

Edited by Ilesyt

Having spoken with the team leader of the Eight Limbs tribe, Huang Ye turned his head and was about to say something to Qu Ce when his eyes fell on Shao Xuan, who stood by Qu Ce’s side, especially looking at Shao Xuan’s clothes made of animal skin with its many bald spots. Huang Ye kept his eyes on him for two more seconds and frowned with discontent, thinking why Qu Ce would know someone from the small tribes.

At this thought, Huang Ye glanced at Shao Xuan again and found nothing special except for the clothes of the same style as the “small tribes”. He was more certain in his mind that this boy was no more than an inexperienced and ignorant nobody as he saw Shao Xuan stare at the clothes of the totem warriors from both the Mang tribe and the Eight Limbs tribe.

No longer looking at Shao Xuan, Huang Ye looked around and took his people away when he didn’t find anything useful.

The people of the Eight Limbs tribe didn’t pay much attention to Shao Xuan either, as they were packing up their things with the intention to leave.

“Xiao Xu, let’s go.” Someone from the Eight Limbs tribe said to the lady in white, who was standing at the side with the white-haired spider in her arms.

“You go first. I’ve got something to do.”

“Ok. We’ll go back first.”

After the people from both the Mang tribe and the Eight Limbs tribe left, only Shao Xuan, Qu Ce and Xu from the Eight Limbs tribe remained.

Qu Ce winked at Xu as he wanted her to test Shao Xuan, but she instead stood still and watched Shao Xuan’s behavior quietly, with the white-haired spider in her arms.

Seeing no feedback from Xu, Qu Ce glared at her. Today he brought Shao Xuan here and intended to let Shao Xuan know the powerful strength of the Mang tribe. Moreover, the team leader of the Mang tribe today was a senior totem warrior. A senior totem warrior of the Mang tribe leading teams for assault in person was rarely seen. For people from the small tribes, they would be stunned the moment they saw this scene.

Yet obviously, this young man didn’t have any big reaction. He had no other expression, and he rather looked more at the clothes of the warriors from both tribes.

Qu Ce couldn’t tell whether Shao Xuan was stunned or not.

He was about to find another topic for more information, when he saw Shao Xuan heading to one area.

“Hey. Don’t go that way. There are traps set by the Eight Limbs tribe……”

Before Qu Ce could finish speaking, he saw that Shao Xuan had already stepped into that area. After a while he began to think that a bit of suffering deserved him right, as Shao Xuan was not taking his advice again.

Xu was also at a loss. She remembered that one batch of traps were activated when their tribe encircled those people just now, but there were still some traps remaining in place, all of which would not cause great damage, but could still trap people. This was the style of the Eight Limbs tribe, to warn those who came here, making them have a deep memory and fear of the Eight Limbs tribe. Nevertheless, that young man had already walked in for such a long distance, yet no trap was activated.

Getting more and more doubtful, Xu didn’t even realize that she had already plucked out another handful of hairs from the spider in her arms.

Seeing Xu’s expression, Qu Ce didn’t expect her to give him a proper answer. He saw Shao Xuan walking in the woods as if wandering leisurely, so he guessed that people of the Eight Limbs tribe probably removed all the traps before they withdrew just now.

Seeing Qu Ce walking in that way, Xu opened her mouth, but she didn’t say anything in the end.

“Hey, your name is Shao Xuan, isn’t it? Which tribe are you…… Ouch”

Not even having walked i two steps, Qu Ce was hung upside down on the tree, with one of his feet being tied up, swaying in the air.

Taking out a knife, Qu Ce cut the string on his foot and fell to the ground. He shook off the leaves on his body, turned his head and glared at Xu, who was standing there without a word. After staring for a while, he looked back again to Shao Xuan who was standing in the woods. The traps were still there in place. Why is he still safe and sound?

By luck?

No. Who would have such good luck?

According to the way on how the Eight Limbs tribe did things, since the traps were not all removed, there should be many hidden strings, ropes, nets, and such within the woods, waiting for prey to come. Even though these remainders were only small-time traps for people of the Eight Limbs tribe, many others would still be caught by those traps, just as Qu Ce got one of his feet tied up thanks to his own carelessness just now.

At the moment, Qu Ce took back the attitude of underestimating Shao Xuan, who could dispose of four totem warriors with extreme speed and could also wander leisurely in the traps of the Eight Limbs tribe. What on earth is his background? He had never before seen the totem tattoos on Shao Xuan’s body when Shao Xuan was in battle.

This time, Qu Ce didn’t move further inside, but waited at the side, watching Shao Xuan wandering about.

Shao Xuan held much interest in the traps of the Eight Limbs tribe. Although those skillful traps had all been dismantled and taken away, leaving only some regular traps, Shao Xuan could still find out the emphasis and preferences in setting the traps of the Eight Limbs tribe from those simple traps. Moreover, the strings used by the people of the Eight Limbs tribe should be spider silk, which had many types as well. Although many of the traps were already removed, but they still left behind lots of slight traces on the tree branches and leaves.

After Shao Xuan walked out of the wood again, Qu Ce gave him the friendliest smile he could make, pointing to himself and saying to Shao Xuan, “Mang Wood, Qu Ce.”

People of the Mang tribe always called themselves as “Mang Wood, xx”. Mang Wood meant this vast wood of the Mang tribe. It’s said that in the Mang Wood there are numerous treasures, and people are also born with gifts here; totem warriors here of the same level would be stronger than those in other tribes.

Of course, this was just what Shao Xuan had heard from those travelers of the Pu tribe. These rumours were probably glossed up truths, becoming a bit exaggerated. Warriors of the Flaming Horns tribe were much stronger than those of both the Pu tribe and the Drumming tribe. Shao Xuan had personal experience on this fact.

Anyway, since this man from the Mang tribe introduced himself in such a formal way, Shao Xuan would also reply formally.

Putting several leaves he picked from the wood into the animal skin bag, Shao Xuan looked at Qu Ce and said “Flaming Horns, Shao Xuan.”

Flaming Horns? This name was kind of familiar to the ear. Qu Ce tried to recall from his memory.