Chapter 603 (2/2)

“That is the case.”

“How is that possible?” The shaman was utterly confused.

The Drumming tribe could only produce the water moon stones on the day of the full moon with the help of the fire seed. How could Shao Xuan do it himself?

If they hadn’t seen the stone themselves, the people from the Drumming tribe would have never believed it.

Before he left, the shaman asked one last question, even if he didn’t get his answer, he just had to get it off his mind.

“I didn’t feel the presence of your fire seed, did something happen to it?”

Ever since the Flaming Horn tribes moved here, the Drumming tribe tribespeople hadn’t felt any sense of pressure or repulsion. They didn’t notice it at first, the disaster took up much of their thoughts then. When things started to settle down, they soon noticed. They didn’t feel the presence of a fire seed!

In addition to that, these Flaming Horn tribespeople seemed to have undergone some changes. They didn’t feel like the people they first met.

Tribes without a fire seed would cause their people to become wanderers. This was acknowledged throughout the lands. However, not only did the Flaming Horn people not lose their powers, they seemed to have gotten stronger. The choices they made were much bolder too, such as claiming land apart from their tribe.

“We are fine,” said Shao Xuan, “As for the fire seed, it is true that it isn’t in the fire pond anymore.”

The shaman’s eyes were filled with confusion, “Not in the fire pond?” He couldn’t understand, “If the fire seed isn’t in the fire pond, where could it be?”

Shao Xuan looked at the shaman with a gazed that hid so many secrets behind it. He pointed at his eyebrow and said, “Here, and…” He pointed to his heart, “Here.”

The shaman narrowed his eyes as if he thought of something. He wasn’t sure what he thought of exactly, his mind was travelling at the speed of light, everything was mixed together.

After blanking out for a while, the shaman finally snapped back to reality. Shao Xuan had already left, he was seated alone. He wasn’t sure how long he had been there. His cup of tea had been refilled but the tea was cold now. The firewood was replenished too, he hadn’t noticed all these when he was deep in his thoughts.

He stood up to loosen his stiff body. He patted the stone in his pouch and left for the river.

The Flaming Horn guards at the river greeted the shaman.

The shaman smiled as a reply and stepped onto the frozen river.

The footprints he left when he came weren't very visible anymore. He walked on the layer of ice, each step making a creaking noise. He wasn’t worried the ice would break, it was quite thick here near the banks.

He walked towards the crocodile and turned to see the Flaming Horn tribe once again.

As a shaman, he was more sensitive towards the fire seed energies. He could detect things others couldn’t.

The Flaming Horn fire seed was indeed not there anymore but that was the surface-level understanding. It wasn’t anywhere a person could see. He could now feel the scorching hot aura of the Flaming Horn fire seed. It was on that mountain, everywhere on that mountain!

He thought back to the time in the stone building, what Shao Xuan said to him. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the crocodile.

The ten-meter long crocodile floated on the water, its moving tail sending waves down the river. Beneath the surface, piranhas circled but didn’t get close.