I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village

Chapter 56, Yan Jiao Wants to Take a Risk

Translator: Silavin

“It’s going well. Things will only get better from now on,” Yan Jiao murmured, his red eyes watching the ten looms in the classroom operating smoothly.

He could not help but smile with relief. Ever since he had taken on the position of Chieftain of the Flame Dragon Tribe in this time of crisis, he had always felt uneasy. He has always been under great pressure, fearing he could not protect the Tribe.

The passing of the Old Shaman had further increased Yan Jiao’s inner anxiety. However, as teh Chieftain, he could not speak of it much less express it.

Furthermore, the new Shaman was not someone originally from the Flame Dragon Tribe. He did not understand the new Shaman at all. He was afraid the new Shaman might make some foolish moves, which added to the pressure he felt.

*Heh…* Yan Jiao grinned, thinking of how the new Shaman dared to leave the Tribe on his first day after being the Shaman. It really gave him a huge shock. He thought that the new Shaman was a restless and reckless person at that time.

But the new Shaman could already use a Shaman Technique to heal Mai Mang’s wound. He managed to find a way to transport the water source to the Tribe. Most importantly, the appearance of linen. This all proved that the new Shaman was qualified and exceptionally capable.

Yan Jiao’s pressure suddenly lessened by half, leaving only the responsibility of being the Chieftain.

“Chieftain, at our current weaving speed, we can get twenty rolls of linen in two days!” Cang Shi walked over and said with emotion.

“Cang Shi, I’ll leave the Tribe to you for these two days,” Yan Jiao suddenly said.

“Huh?” Cang Shi was stunned for a moment, then reacted by asking, “Are you going to hunt? Let me go instead.”

“I’m not hunting. I want to try to break through to become a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior,” Yan Jiao said with a solemn expression.

“Is it that urgent? We can trade some Pure Blood Ferocious Beast Meat and Blood with the linen. You can break through after tempering.” Cang Shi frowned and advised.

“Do you think we’ll be very safe in the Spotted Deer Tribe with our linen? What about outside the Spotted Deer Tribe?” Yan Jiao asked in a deep voice.

“…” Cang Shi fell silent. The result was entirely imaginable. Their linen would definitely attract the covetous eyes of many other Tribes.

“I need to break through and become a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior to deter them.” Yan Jiao’s lips curled up as he resolutely said, “The Tribe already has a Shaman. We now also have linen. If I can’t protect them, then I’m not qualified to be the Chieftain.”

When he took over the Chieftain position from his Father, seeing his Father’s figure unhesitatingly covering their retreat when he intercepted the Black Snake Tribe, it had left a huge impact on him. He believed that this was the responsibility and glory of a Chieftain.

“You’ve really made up your mind, huh?” Cang Shi said in a low voice.

“En, if the Shaman can really make Shaman Bone Tablets, the danger would be reduced by more than half,” Yan Jiao grinned.

He made the decision to break through only after knowing the Shaman could make Shaman Bone Tablets. Otherwise, he would not dare to rush. He would be throwing his life away.

“Let me go with you. I can help if there’s danger,” Cang Shi said in a solemn tone.

“No. You need to stay in the Tribe to protect everyone,” Yan Jiao refused without even thinking.

“There’s still Hei Ya, Mai Mang, and the others,” Cang Shi said in a deep voice.

“They’re not strong enough.” Yan Jiao shook his head. Totem Warriors respected strength. From his battle with Cang Shi last night, he knew that Cang Shi was already close to becoming a Peak Early-Stage Totem Warrior. With enough meat to nourish him, it would not take more than a few days for him to become a Peak Early-Stage Totem Warrior.

If something happened to him, Cang Shi could take over as the new Chieftain, and would be able to convince everyone.

“When are you leaving?” Cang Shi asked helplessly.

“I’ll go see the Shaman, and leave after getting a Shaman Bone Tablet,” Yan Jiao softly said.

“Aren’t you going to tell Yan Hua?” Cang Shi frowned and asked.

“No. There’s no need to get her worried.” Yan Jiao shook his head and turned to walk out of the classroom.

Cang Shi quickly followed, and the two walked side by side.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, “Why don’t you go see Uncle Shan Qiu? He might be able to give you some advice.”

“Let’s not disturb him.” Yan Jiao shook his head, then sighed, “He must still hate my Father. Originally, the Chieftain position was supposed to be his.”

“Uncle Shan Qiu isn’t that petty. It wasn’t the Old Chieftain’s fault back then. It was just an accident,” Cang Shi quickly said.

Four Pure Blood Ferocious Beasts attacked the Flame Dragon Tribe. The Old Chieftain stopped one. The other Totem Warriors of the Tribe stopped another. Meanwhile, Shan Qiu stopped two, resulting in the loss of both his feet.

After the Pure Blood Ferocious Beasts attacked the Tribe, in just over ten days, the Black Snake Tribe launched an ambush. This led to the Old Chieftain dying in battle, many Totem Warriors dying in battle, and the people of the Tribe scattering. Most got killed or captured.

If Shan Qiu had not lost his feet, the Flame Dragon Tribe would have had two Mid-Stage Totem Warriors. Even if they could not beat the Black Snake Tribe, they could have taken away more than half of the Tribe’s people.

“Father didn’t stop the second Pure Blood Ferocious Beast. That’s a fact,” Yan Jiao said stubbornly.

“The Old Chieftain was already old. He was not the man in his prime. No longer the man who could fight two Pure Blood Ferocious Beasts alone.” Cang Shi said in a deep voice.

The older a Totem Warrior got, the weaker they became. The body’s organs age, blood and Qi circulation slowed down, and their strength, speed, and reflexes all decreased.

“…” Yan Jiao was stunned for a moment, his lips twitched, but he could not say anything. As the Old Chieftain’s Son, he nevertheless felt very guilty towards Shan Qiu.

“Come on, Uncle Shan Qiu used to be a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior. He must be able to give you some advice,” Cang Shi tugged at Yan Jiao’s arm.

“Alright,” Yan Jiao gritted his teeth and agreed.