Chapter 184: Fabricating Lies

In the end, Baifeng used things he considered insignificant to trade for supplies that made Baoxi's heart ache, and Baoxi also obtained a five-jin jar of Wine, which alone made him feel this trip was worthwhile.

The goods of the Baifeng Tribe had not yet been fully traded away, because this time Baoxi mainly chose to trade using Small Knives and Wine, and very little grain was traded; although the Shennong Clan had a grain crisis, it had not yet reached the level where they needed to trade with outside tribes to survive, for if that were the case, such a large tribe would have long since fallen apart.

The trade with the Shennong Clan was completed, and the next step was the trading process with the Xuanyuan Clan; this time, Xuanyuan did not bring many things, but after seeing the trading process between the Baifeng Tribe and the Shennong Clan, Xuanyuan brought out their "specialty," Silk, as well as the Tea Tree that Baifeng had specifically named.

The moment he saw the Silk, Baifeng thought his eyes were playing tricks on him; it seemed it was not yet time for the Xuanyuan Clan to possess Silk, could it be that he had already met Leizu and married her?

Looking at Xuanyuan, who was much younger than himself, Baifeng was still somewhat confused; even if Xuanyuan took charge of the tribe early, he still felt it was unlikely that he would marry Leizu so quickly, after all, he was just a child of twelve or thirteen.

The current Baifeng would be considered almost an adult in later generations, and when facing these two children, he always felt a great psychological gap; a child's body housing a soul and mind far stronger than an adult of later generations, while he, an adult's body housing a middle-aged soul, had to be careful when facing them.

This made Baifeng feel very uncomfortable, so he kept hypnotizing himself that this was not thousands of years later, this was ancient times, and he was facing people who could already be fathers in this era, not two children.

Looking at Baifeng, whose expression was slightly dazed, Xuanyuan thought Baifeng was just shocked by the texture of the Silk, so he began to explain: "This thing is called Silk, it comes from Xiling, and it is made using something called a Heavenly Worm; using Silk can obtain the protection of the Heavenly gods, because the Heavenly Worm was a gift from Heaven to Xiling."

Baifeng did not pay attention to what Xuanyuan said, but instead asked out of the blue: "Have you already met Leizu?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan stood up in shock, slamming the table, his eyes staring at Baifeng: "You know Leizu?"

Only Baoxi, who was on the side, was completely bewildered, having no idea what the two of them were talking about, but his curiosity was fully piqued, and he listened intently from the side, wanting to see a good show, as he always felt he might hear something extraordinary.

Baifeng then realized he had made a slip of the tongue; even if he was curious, he shouldn't have asked, and now how was he to smooth things over? If he made up too much, what if it affected the relationship between Xuanyuan and Leizu, would it change the trajectory of history?

It wouldn't do to remain silent forever; just as Baifeng's brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of how to fabricate a lie, he saw the box that the Soldier beside Baoxi was holding, which contained the Glass cup he had tricked Baoxi into buying.

He had a reason now, and Baifeng coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment: "I am the son of the Heavenly god; I once heard the Heavenly god discuss some things about the future, so I know you will marry Leizu in the future, but I didn't expect you to have met Leizu so early, so I was just a bit surprised."

Now Baoxi couldn't sit still either, and he also stood up, slamming the table: "You say you are the child of the Heavenly god, then what else did you hear the Heavenly god discussing, did you hear anything about our Shennong Clan?"

Only Xuanyuan snorted coldly: "You are the son of the Heavenly god, but I am a god; I stayed in my mother's womb for two winters before I was born, and I could speak as soon as I was born, growing with the wind!"

Baoxi was bewildered, so it turned out he was the only human, but looking at the awkward expressions on both sides, Baoxi also suddenly realized that the two of them were just bragging, and he could now say he was a Heavenly god too.

So Baoxi, as a "human," sat down slowly again, watching how the two of them would continue to talk.

Seeing that Xuanyuan did not believe him, Baifeng came up with a lie that could be considered reasonable: "Just a joke, it's just that someone in our tribe once saw Leizu on the road, she was heading to a distant place, and now seeing Silk in your hands, everything is clear."

"I don't believe your Xuanyuan Clan can produce Silk; the price to get such a large piece of Silk from Xiling is too high, and if you can get it, there is only one possibility, which is that Leizu has become your wife."

Xuanyuan and Baoxi opened their mouths in shock together; they did not expect that so much accurate information could be deduced from a piece of Silk, and if they revealed anything else, would Baifeng understand all the information about their tribes clearly?

Xuanyuan was even hesitant about whether to continue trading with Baifeng, but suddenly he thought of another thing: "Baoxi said you know many things about our first-generation Shennong Clan, including why the first-generation Shennong died, and even know about the Tea Tree; are you a person of the Shennong Clan, or have you been to our Xuanyuan Tribe?"

Baifeng did not know how to answer; it seemed that sometimes having too much curiosity was not a good thing, he shouldn't have asked Baoxi about tea earlier, so he brewed his thoughts for a moment and said: "I am a person of the Shennong Clan, but not quite, and one could even say I am a person of your Xuanyuan Clan."

What Baifeng said was ambiguous; he had said it, but it seemed he had said nothing at all, which left even Xuanyuan a bit confused; thinking carefully, their Xuanyuan Clan did not have such a person, and even during the Youxiong Clan period, he had never heard of one, so he could only be a person of the Shennong Clan, and whether he was or wasn't, it should refer to the degree to which he was controlled by the Shennong Clan.

"What do you think of Linkui?"

Baifeng shook his head; Linkui? Who was this person, he had never heard of him at all, he must not have done anything major in history, probably one of those people from the tribes that were destroyed by Xuanyuan early on.

"You actually don't know Linkui?"

Xuanyuan was very shocked; a person who knew such hidden things as Leizu marrying him and the way the first-generation Shennong died, actually didn't know the current Tribal Chief of the Shennong Clan; if this was true, then the Baifeng Tribe was probably a branch that had split off a long time ago and was now completely out of the control of the Shennong Clan.

Now he no longer struggled with the root of the Baifeng Tribe, but just let him take a closer look at this Silk to see if the Baifeng Tribe needed to trade for it.

Baifeng didn't speak, but just had someone take out a Fishing Line and hand it to Xuanyuan; Xuanyuan took a close look, this was actually made of Heavenly Worm Silk, why did the Baifeng Tribe have Heavenly Worms?