Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 262



Chapter 262 – Remains of the shaman

Translated by Lesyt Team

Edited by Ilesyt

Holding the bone ornament, Shao Xuan recalled the situation of that time. He remembered that it was the ball in the middle of the bone ornament that was the cause and asked, “Do you know what this ball is, and where did the ancestors get it?”

In the cave where the king stone worm lived, it was dark, but with his special vision, Shao Xuan saw the light of the ball. The light shone the surroundings. But with the ordinary vision, it did not emit any light.

This was a very special thing.

“Treasure? It is indeed a very precious thing.” The Shaman showed admiration in his eyes and stared at the ball. He said: “Long long ago, when the tribe was first established and the first shaman passed away, the chief put him in the fire pit. He saw that the first shaman did not disappear like the others, he left behind six balls.

“Is this one of them?” Shao Xuan was surprised and asked.

“No,” Shaw Xuan stopped him, “you had better pay more attention to that place.” If he guessed correctly, among the wanderers, some others were hiding.

Shao Xuan was just looking at a place where the wanderers lived. It was a plain hut.

“I had asked you to be careful and you did not.” In the hut, an honest looking young man was sitting on a wooden stool with his legs crossed. However, at this time, his face showed ridicule.

Close to the window of the hut, a beautiful and slender woman shrank against the wall. She had planned to observe his reaction, but unexpectedly the young man looked towards her. Fortunately, she moved quickly to dodge his sight and he didn’t see her.

The woman was looking for something. But at this moment, she heard the sounds of footsteps outside the hut. Those were not the footsteps of a totem warrior, which made them feel relieved.

“They came for me, I have to go out to work, so you must be careful. In the next two days, you had better stay here. Otherwise, we will be found out.” When the man said this, his face no longer showed ridicule. He looked honest again, and even a little dumb…

In the following days, each patrolling team would pay more attention to those wanderers. Nothing unusual happened over the past days.

The winter soon passed. The most significant ritual ceremony in the tribe’s history was to be held.


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