In the Black Tooth Tribe.
Although Karasuba was quite wary of the growth rate of the Teng tribe, the two sides had not yet broken up, and there were many transactions in goods, so he still warmly entertained Jiang Xuan and took Jiang Xuan around the tribe. He walked around in a circle, which seemed to show his strength.
As a tribe that focuses on trading, the Black Teeth Tribe has a very wide range of activities, and there are indeed many strange and weird things, which is eye-opening.
However, most of what the Black Teeth Tribe could produce were raw materials and primary processed products, but it was impossible to suppress Jiang Xuan.
Wu Yu is a very busy person. After taking Jiang Xuan for a walk, people quickly came to him for help.
Before leaving, Wu Yu asked the soldiers in the trading area to take more care of Jiang Xuan, especially not to offend him, and then left in a hurry.
Jiang Xuan didn't care either. Walking alone was more comfortable than Wu Yu taking him around. He could go wherever he wanted.
He wandered east and west of the trading area and came across some novel and potentially useful things, such as plant seeds and food, which were also traded for salt or other goods.
Of course, these things are not as valuable as the iron ore he obtained.
As he walked, a familiar figure and a familiar totem pattern suddenly appeared in front of him.
Jiang Xuan thought about it for a moment, and soon remembered who that person was. His eyes lit up, and he immediately strode forward.
"Cut leaves!"
Jiang Xuan walked behind the man and suddenly patted him on the shoulder with a very relaxed tone.
"Uh-huh!"
When Qieye felt someone patting him, his heart suddenly tightened. He instantly pulled out the stone knife, turned around and stabbed back, very viciously.
However, when he turned around and saw Jiang Xuan's face, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and stopped just when the stone knife was about to get close to Jiang Xuan's neck.
In fact, even if his sword did not stop, it would not be possible to hit Jiang Xuan, because Jiang Xuan was already a seven-color warrior and his reaction speed was much faster than him. He could avoid the sword by turning slightly sideways.
"Are you... Chief Xuan?"
Qie Ye retracted the stone knife, looked at Jiang Xuan's face for a moment, and then showed a very surprised look.
When he met Jiang Xuan, Jiang Xuan was just a five-color warrior. In just two years, he turned into an extremely powerful seven-color warrior!
This speed of growth in strength is simply unheard of.
In fact, Qie Ye's strength is not growing slowly. In just two years, he has grown from a two-color warrior to a four-color warrior. His whole person has become much more mature than before, and even his eyes have become fierce. .
However, the difficulty is completely different from a two-color warrior to a four-color warrior and from a five-color warrior to a seven-color warrior.
If you are lucky enough and pick some rare magical plant fruits in the forest, you can quickly break through the two-color warrior to three-color or even four-color.
But if you want to break through from five colors to seven colors, it cannot be achieved by the fruits of a few magical plants.
If you want to become a seven-color warrior, you must go through countless life-and-death battles, have excellent luck, and obtain various good things that enhance your strength.
Finally, this tribe must be a large tribe, because only the totem god of a large tribe has the ability to create powerful seven-color warriors.
It can be said that any seven-color warrior is an absolute strong man with both luck and strength, and is the confidence and hope of the entire tribe.
Qieye's father is also a Seven-Colored Warrior, and he knows how powerful the Seven-Colored Warrior is.
Because of this, when he discovered that Jiang Xuan had become a seven-color warrior, various emotions such as envy, jealousy, admiration, and loss were mixed together, and the expression on his face became very complicated.
"Hahaha, Qie Ye, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Jiang Xuan was very happy. In this primitive world with extremely high mortality and extremely traffic congestion, it was a matter of great celebration to be able to meet an acquaintance in a distant place after two years.
Jiang Xuan had a good impression of Qie Ye, a rebellious young man at the time. After all, if it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have been able to enter the Red Ant Tribe, let alone visit the old turtle god's remains.
"I didn't expect to meet you here either."
Qie Ye inserted the stone knife back into the scabbard made of animal skin. Although there was joy in his heart, it was difficult to smile on his face, and there was even lingering sadness on his eyebrows.
Jiang Xuan patted his shoulder familiarly and said, "Why don't you seem unhappy?"
Seeing Jiang Xuan getting so close, although there were more than a dozen soldiers from the red ant tribe nearby who did not step forward to stop him, they all stared at him with vigilant eyes and quietly clenched their weapons, fearing that Qie Ye would be harmed.
However, Qie Ye knew very well that if Jiang Xuan really wanted to hurt him, even a hundred of them, not to mention a dozen red ant tribe warriors, would not be able to protect him.
Kiriye waved his hand to indicate that he was fine and asked them not to follow so close.
Although the dozen soldiers were not at ease, they still chose to obey Qie Ye's instructions and did not get closer, but followed him from a distance.
Jiang Xuan glanced at the soldiers quite unexpectedly, and then walked forward side by side with Qie Ye without any care.
Qie Ye said in a low tone: "A lot of things have happened in the tribe during this period, and I can't be happy."
Jiang Xuan asked tentatively: "Your Red Ant Tribe is a large tribe in the central part of the country. Is there any other tribe that is so blind and dares to cause trouble for you?"
Qie Ye shook his head: "It has nothing to do with foreign tribes."
Since it has nothing to do with outside tribes, it is a matter within the tribe.
Jiang Xuan has only been to the Red Ant Tribe once and knows very little about the Red Ant Tribe. He has no idea what happened to Qie Ye and what happened to him, turning him from a rebellious teenager to what he is now.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan missed the Thorn Vine led by Feng Cao very much. If the Thorn Vine could develop in the central part, he would be able to obtain information from each tribe in time. He would not have to rely on his help when encountering problems. Just guessing.
It seems that it is time to send Wind Grass and some Thorn Vine warriors to the central part.
In fact, the reason why Jiang Xuan put so much effort into conquering and cultivating the Rat Tribe, and even decided to cultivate another Rat God for them after careful consideration, was because he took a fancy to the Rat Tribe's all-pervasive natural ability.
He hopes to use this ability of the Rat Tribe to establish a huge intelligence network in the central part, to grasp the trends of various tribes in the central part, and to provide necessary intelligence support for the Vine Tribe people to enter the central part in the future and establish bases in the central part.
However, the Rat Tribe is too weak. Even if they are barely integrated, the people's hearts are so disorganized and their strength is so weak.
If you want to rely on the people of the Rat Tribe to establish an intelligence network in the central part of the Southern Wilderness, it cannot be done overnight. It will take a lot of energy and time.
Therefore, directly recruiting some of the relatively mature Thorn Vine players has become the fastest and most practical option.
What's more, now that Jiang Xuan knows that the Bamboo Rat Tribe has a large amount of iron ore, he can't wait to let the Teng Tribe's fleet enter the central part, transport the iron ore back to the tribe, or build directly in the central part. A stable base for smelting iron ore and manufacturing iron tools.
Jiang Xuan was thinking about these issues while walking and talking with Qie Ye in the trading area of the Black Tooth Tribe. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: There are too many things to do!
(End of chapter)
