Chapter 607 (2/2)

“Shaman, I think fusing the fire seed is not bad at all. They did it quite early on and they can hold banquets now!”

Yang Sui looked at the people before him. Just a few days ago, they were all strongly rejecting the idea of the fusion. Who knew they would change their mind just because of a banquet? Even those that were still opposed to it knew they wouldn’t stand a chance anymore so they took their chances by pledging their loyalty to the shaman.

To be honest, banquets were just events for leaders of each tribe to show off their skills. When the larger tribes had banquets, they would only invite the influential people in each tribe. The Flaming Horn banquet would probably do the same.

How could they miss this opportunity?!

Yang Sui smiled, this was the reason he mentioned the banquet in the first place. He could increase his supporters by using the banquet invitation as leverage. With the Flaming Horn tribe as a successful example of the fusion, people would also think twice about their initial opposition.

The impact of the banquet on the tribespeople was much larger than Shao Xuan expected.

Shao Xuan wasn’t aware of Yang Sui using the banquet to attract people to agree with him, he was busy preparing for the hunts. There was also the sacrifice going on.

As soon as winter ended, the yearly sacrifice ritual would begin. Their numbers were much bigger now so the mountain top would be quite crowded.

When the snow stopped and the cold wind was gone, the pitch dark sky was greeted with the thin lines of the moons. A warrior standing guard sent out a signal when he saw the moons.

The whistle rang through the quiet night to each corner of the tribe. Even some part of the Drumming tribe could hear the sound.

The Flaming Horn warriors rushed out from the houses to look at the moons and let out weird animal-like howls. They were not able to control their warrior instinct then.

Soon they would enter the forest to hunt as part of the steps to fulfil the dream they held on for so long.

Duo Kang roared, “Are you all ready?!”

“Yes!”

“We can leave anytime!”

“My sword is ready!”

Replies were shouted throughout the mountain.

Duo Kang let out a hearty laugh as he walked out his house, he was too agitated to sleep now. He went to the hut beside his home to carve stone weapons.

Across the river, the Drumming tribe heard the noises from the Flaming Horn tribe. They were envious of the banquet that the other tribe was holding but that also calmed many of the tribespeople. Seeing that the first tribe to fuse their fire seed was so successful lessened their worries a lot.

Fu Shi looked across the river, he couldn’t see what they were doing with the trees blocking but he could guess what they were cheering about.

“We will be even better next time!”

In the Drumming tribe, those that were awakened only listen to the sound but didn’t walk out. In the centre of the tribe a few walked to the shaman with nervous expressions.

Fan Mu went into the shaman’s house and saw a few people were already standing there surrounding the owner.

The shaman had a water moon stone in his hands.

The rock didn’t glow and was still very rough. It looked like a normal rock found in the river, an untrained eye could easily mistake it for one.

Everyone in the house had their eyes on the small stone in the shaman’s hand.

After the fusion, they couldn’t produce any water moon stones but they blamed the lack of moons in the sky for it. Now, the moons were out, it should be able to happen. They were only crescents now but they could already feel the difference.

The shaman took a deep breath and opened the door to go to the empty field. Without the trees blocking, he could see the two dim moons.

With a deep breath, the shaman focused his totemic energy flowing through every inch of his body. The energy went from his neck to his arms then flowed into the stone in his palms.

The shaman could feel that this attempt was different from the ones in the winter. He could feel the stone becoming alive.

The sound of tiny beads dropping to the ground echoed through the room. This was a sound every tribe member here was familiar with.

They would hear it at the river every full moon. Although it was much slower than what they were used to, this was already a win for them.

They were already confident about succeeding but doubts still hovered over their minds. They prepared for the worst in case they wouldn’t be able to make the water moon stones anymore but now they were all pleased.

The faint glow from the stone wasn’t enough to light up the room but this already caused the tribespeople to dance around the room in joy.

“Yes!”

“We did it!”

“That Grand Elder was right! We can make our own water moon stones!”

The Drumming tribe erupted in laughter, adding to the excitement from the Flaming Horn tribe.

Figures emerged into the darkness from the caves.