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Chapter 218: A Bet

One hundred adult girls was basically the amount that the Nanshan tribe could obtain in the most productive year. After all, the Nanshan tribe had already declined and its total population was less than 30,000.

Under normal circumstances, the Nanshan tribe would invite various large and small tribes to select girls for marriage during their annual coming-of-age ceremony, just like the Beixue tribe in the past. However, the number of people invited was not large, and in most cases, marriages were arranged within the tribe. There was no rule of not marrying within the tribe like in the Beixue tribe.

Therefore, this is also the reason why the Nanshan tribe can keep the number of deaths and births barely matched, so that the tribe members will not die out while exchanging people.

Although the warriors of the Nanshan tribe would marry from the Beixue tribe every year and bring back many adult girls, when their own tribe held their coming-of-age ceremony, the Beixue tribe only took away a dozen or twenty girls.

This model has been in operation for tens of thousands of years, and occasional changes are not a big problem, but now [Wall] opens its mouth and wants to give away a hundred girls? !

Upon hearing this, some of the small tribes subconsciously turned their gazes to the [wall], with the cold wind unconsciously leaking through their teeth and their eyes trembling.

What shocked them more than the act of sending a young girl was that they were actually sending a girl from the Beixue tribe?
Those tribesmen of the Beixue tribe who migrated south are most likely to be finished, and the current situation is that the witch doctor of the Beixue tribe is gone, and there are only about a hundred warriors left.

It can be said that even if the Beixue tribe left behind offspring, they would probably become extinct within a few hundred years. They knew too well how difficult it was to rebuild a tribe when they were penniless. What's more, the Beixue tribe had the title of "the former main tribe". If they didn't hide, but rebuilt it at the original location, wouldn't that be courting death?
After [Qiu] participates in the battle of the chosen one and finally leaves the Northern Realm, who will protect this small group of Northern Snow people?

Their fate will only be to be devoured by tribes that hate Beixue, such as Hantianya and Xibing tribe.
Jiang Qiu also realized this and turned to look at [Hunter]: "What do you think?"

"[Qiu], the Beixue tribe's faith must never be broken. We will follow you!"

With a "click", [Hunter]'s right fist hit his left chest. He nodded slightly, his eyes as sharp as a tiger or leopard, and the Beixue warriors beside him saluted.

It is unknown whether that group of tribesmen who migrated away will be blessed or cursed, but it is likely that they will be in great danger. Even if they return here, the Beixue tribe will no longer be as glorious as before.

When the day comes when [Qiu] leaves the Northern Realm, it is only a matter of time before Beixue's inheritance is completely cut off. From then on, Beixue will be written into the legend and cease to exist.

But how can I accept this!

The Beixue Tribe is the main tribe protected by Master Yuanchu. It has had the longest peak period among the human race in the northern realm. It even once became the sword and shield of all human tribes, guarding the north.

Can we just cut off the relationship just like that?

As long as all the people of the Beixue tribe are not completely dead, there is no such thing as a doomed future!

At least [Qiu] hasn't left yet, at least the altar is still there, the North Snow Tower is still there, I as the leader is still there, and more than a hundred warriors are still there!

[Hunter]'s face was waxy red, his neck and chin were held high, and [Qiu]'s standing figure was reflected in his round eyes. He looked like a soldier following a general.

Seventeen years ago, when he first came to Xiong's house and saw Qiu, who was still a baby, he had never regarded him as a baby. The Chosen Ones were born smart and clever, and were the chosen ones from the ancestral realm. They were destined to be extraordinary and had been given countless legends, so they would naturally not look down on him.

And in fact, it is true. [Qiu] has grown step by step to where he is today, and has already reached a realm that he could never reach in his entire life. He also single-handedly killed the invading monsters of the Hantian Cliff and even the chosen monster who served as a witch priest!

This chosen one, who was still a baby at the beginning, has grown to a level that echoes the legend. Only by following him can the flame of the Beixue tribe temporarily escape the wind and snow.
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Meeting the burning gaze of [Hunter], Jiang Qiu's heart trembled. He glanced at the admiring eyes of those Beixue warriors, and his soul felt as if it was in scorching heat.

The snow is still heavy and my blood is boiling.

"Okay, I accept the 100 girls. On behalf of the Beixue Tribe, I thank you and the Nanshan Tribe for your help. I will remember this favor."

Jiang Qiu and [Wall] reached an agreement. The leader of the Nanshan tribe did not say much. The leaders of the small tribes looked at each other. One of them gritted his teeth and raised his fist: "Master [Qiu], our Shilin tribe is also willing to introduce 30 girls here!"

As soon as these words came out, almost all the tribe members widened their eyes, even Jiang Qiu himself looked at them sideways: "Are you sure?"

The Shilin tribe, whose roots lie in the division of the Nanshan tribe, is a very small tribe with a population of only about three to two thousand. Due to their weak strength, it is difficult for them to form intermarriages, and they often reproduce internally, so their blood purity is also low.

For example, during this trip to the ancestral ruins in the North Sea, the peerless genius of their tribe, the one called [Eight], didn’t activate even one bar, the lowest among all the people.

This was already the most talented member of their tribe, but he was no match for any other tribe in Beihai Palace. He was lucky to be alive because [Qiu] killed [Jin] with lightning speed, otherwise, he, the leader, might have turned gray overnight.
Before the leader of the Stone Forest tribe could speak, the leader of the South Mountain tribe could not help but question: "For many years, your tribe has relied on marriages with our girls to maintain stability. Are 30 girls enough for you to bring them out at once?"

After all, they were tribes in the same region and had close ties with each other. He knew the Shilin tribe too well and could describe them as poor and destitute. Young girls who went there often fled back to their own tribe. After all, no one could stand going hungry for nine meals in three days.

The only thing worth promoting is that this tribe is still alive and has been passed down for thousands of years without being interrupted.

"It's just right, it's just right. Our tribe has accumulated 16 girls over the age of 30 in the past few years. We are planning to hold a coming-of-age ceremony together after returning from the North Sea this time!"

The Shilin leader was neither humble nor arrogant, with a gleam in his eyes.

He knew that the Stone Forest Tribe had no future, and that those who survived in the South Mountain Range, the harshest area in the northern border, were like ice-toothed rats trying to survive in the cracks.

The most talented [Eight] also performed very poorly when he was in Beihai Palace. This was very unexpected to him. After all, it meant that the Stone Forest Tribe's voice among the many human tribes was still as low as before. It was estimated that most of the tribesmen who rarely went out did not know the existence of the Stone Forest Tribe, and had never even heard of it.

If the Stone Forest Tribe wants to rise now, it must seize the opportunity and take advantage of the glory of the Chosen One [Qiu] before the battle of the Chosen One!
The Stone Forest Tribe failed to produce a strong person, and it is estimated that this time it will not last until the end of the Chosen Contest. Even a powerful person like Beixue is in such a mess. The disaster of the Northern Realm is coming, and it may usher in the most influential Chosen Contest in tens of thousands of years.
(End of this chapter)