I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

Chief Clan was indeed lying. Clan Shaman looked strong and healthy, and his breathing was steady throughout the journey; he was in excellent condition.

Perhaps due to years of hiding, in this place where everyone has a tanned, yellowish-black complexion, the witch is unusually fair-skinned.

After sitting down in his chair, the shaman asked, "Shaman Jiang, do you have any questions about the Zhong tribe?"

Jiang Ning didn't want to play games with her and asked directly, "What exactly is the relationship between the Zhong tribe and the Tao and Ma tribes?"

Upon hearing these two names, both the witch and the chieftain revealed deep-seated hatred on their faces.

The council chamber fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of Zhong Wufei struggling to control his breathing.

It took a long time for the witch to calm down.

She looked at the group of people opposite her and asked, "You've all heard about the history of the Zhong tribe, right?"

The Red Fox Witch said, "I heard that it was once a powerful tribe, like the Jiang tribe, skilled in cultivating various foods."

When Hua Rong was introducing the tribe, the Red Fox Witch was standing nearby and even asked about it out of curiosity.

The shaman's face was pale, and his expression was somewhat dazed, as if he were reminiscing about the past: "Yes, we used to be very powerful. We almost became a large tribe back then."

"what!"

"Big tribe!"

"You guys are so strong!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, even Jiang Ning's face was full of astonishment.

A large tribe, that's a tribe with more than 100,000 people!

The tribe was once so powerful!

Once everyone had calmed down, the shaman continued, "Although our numbers are smaller than other large tribes, our shamans have had many extraordinary encounters, which is why they broke through to the Heavenly Shaman level long ago. If we are given some more time, we will surely become the fifth largest tribe!"

"Heavenly Witch..." Jiang Ning pondered, unsure if she could break through to the Heavenly Witch level in her lifetime.

Because she didn't know how long she would live, and because there were so many accidents and dangers in the world, she was eager to leave everything she had learned from the system to Minister Jiang.

In the lineage of Sirius, no one dies of old age. Now, Jiang Ning hopes even more than the people of the Boluo tribe that the Boluo witch will live a long and healthy life, so that she can know how many days she has left.

The shaman continued, "When the shaman broke through, all the tribespeople rushed to congratulate him. In our ecstasy, we forgot about the lurking dangers around us. The energy released by the shaman's breakthrough was noticed by the hemp shaman, who immediately joined forces with the Tao tribe to attack our tribe."

"Including our affiliated tribes and other small tribes that depend on us for survival, our tribe now has more than 60,000 people. The Ma tribe is far smaller than us, but they also have the Tao tribe to help them. Our people quickly died under their combined attack. The tribe's original shaman disciples were also their main targets. In the end, only I, who was abandoned by the tribe early on because of my poor talent, escaped the calamity."

“Witch originally wanted to choose someone else. There were so many people in the tribe. If she was patient, she could find some talented people who could lead the tribe to escape. But she didn’t have time. Witch Tao came to our tribe in person.”

“In the midst of the crisis, the witch gave me her witch seal. She also personally destroyed most of the tree, creating the illusion of self-destruction in anger, in order to deceive the Ma and Tao tribes.”

As a result, the abilities of the last remaining people in the tribe varied greatly. She, who had never received any shamanic instruction, became the new shaman, and the chieftain hastily selected the most capable person from among the remaining tribesmen to take on the role.

The two were forced into the role, slowly figuring out how to manage the tribe, and managed to protect their people. However, given their limited abilities, it was uncertain when they would be able to take revenge.

"The severely damaged tree was sealed with only a section of its main stem, which I took with me. More than 10,000 tribesmen also came with me. They were ordinary people of the tribe, crippled or disabled, and young children who had not yet reached adulthood. They were not fleeing for their lives; they were only trying to attract the attention of the Tao tribe so that I could take everyone away smoothly."

At this point, Zhong Wu lowered his head, his hands on the table unconsciously clenching, as if he was trying his best to control his emotions.

The bamboo shaman standing nearby was also deeply moved. In order to escape that great fire, their tribe's purple bamboo had self-destructed, and the tribe had suffered many losses. It was only with great difficulty that they were able to recover.

After Zizhu regained her strength, she soon encountered a new predicament.

There are too many people in the Jiang tribe. In the past, Zizhu only needed to meet the needs of one or two hundred people in the bamboo tribe. Now the Jiang tribe has more than five thousand people. Even if Zizhu breaks through, it will not be able to grow that many bamboos.

Jiang Wu has now forbidden anyone from approaching the Purple Bamboo and has sent people to find a new bamboo forest, but it is unknown when they will be found.

Jiang Ning was not fooled by the tragic scene described by the shaman. She suddenly asked the shaman, "How many people are there in the Ma tribe? What is their strength? And what about the Tao tribe?"

Zhong Wu said, "The Ma tribe had about 30,000 people at the time, and their strength was far inferior to that of the Zhong tribe. If it weren't for the help of the Tao tribe, how could the Ma tribe have hurt us so easily? As for the Tao tribe, they had about 100,000 people, but they are too far away for me to know for sure."

Jiang Ning laughed, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Back then, the Ma tribe had over 30,000 people, and with the Tao tribe's help, there are only more now. Our Jiang tribe's small number isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap for the Ma tribe. If your tribe perishes, do you want to drag our Jiang tribe down with you to your deaths?"

The others also looked at the shaman with gloomy expressions. The Jiang tribe had finally settled down here, so how could they risk their lives for the Zhong tribe?

The shaman explained, "If the shaman Jiang agrees, there will be no more Zhong tribes in this place, only Yingcao tribes. We don't need the Jiang tribe to avenge us, we only want the Jiang tribe's protection. In the future, we will not appear in front of outsiders. The shaman's last instructions are for us to live with our people, not to seek revenge."

Jiang Ning still did not agree: "The Jiang tribe's strength is only slightly better in this area, but it is ultimately just a lower tribe, which cannot be compared with other middle tribes at all. Why don't you go directly to seek the protection of middle tribes or even large tribes?"

The shaman looked at Jiang Ning and said sincerely, "To be honest, we have also inquired about other tribes. You may not know how other tribes treat their subordinate tribes; they are no different from slaves. If my people were to become like that, it would be better to let them die in the battle back then. To die for the tribe is their honor. The Zhong tribe hopes to receive your protection because the various tribes of the Jiang clan can still exist independently."

After a long silence, Jiang Ning spoke: "Why are the Ma and Tao tribes attacking you? Is it for the sake of cultivating trees?"