Chapter 878: The Messenger of the Shennong Clan

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. If there is nothing else, you should just stay here with us for a good while, rest well, and recover your health. Once the Dahe thaws, we will use our Boat to send you back directly. If you walk back now, it might not be as fast as waiting a while to go back by Boat."

Xuanyuan did not refuse: "Fine, let it be as you say. I will stay here for this period of time. As for the food and such, I will return it to you after I go back to my tribe."

Baifeng laughed and said generously: "That is not necessary. Our Huaxia is not what it used to be; we are not that poor. We still have enough food to provide for our friends, though there is a bit less meat. You will have to excuse that; after all, we rarely go out hunting and rely entirely on the livestock we raise. In any case, we can certainly let you eat your fill and eat well, so you can put the weight back on before you go back."

Xuanyuan accepted Baifeng's kindness. Indeed, for two closely allied tribes, there was no need to fuss over such trifles; this was not a business transaction, so there was no need to draw such clear lines.

However, he seemed to suddenly recall something: "By the way, is it that spring arrives later here in Huaxia than in our Xuanyuan Tribe? I see that the ripening time and growth of the crops are different."

Baifeng nodded: "Yes, that is the case. I reckon your Xuanyuan Tribe should be able to start farming by now. This is related to the movement of the sun. Once you observe it in the future, you will understand why."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan was not worried: "Fine, I will know eventually. I believe that even without me watching, my tribesmen can complete the task of spring plowing well. I didn't watch them last time either, and they did very well, so I won't worry about it."

After he finished this sentence, he turned his head to look at the people beside him. Baifeng noticed his expression and signaled for those servants to leave.

Seeing that it was just the two of them, Xuanyuan said: "When I was leaving, Guangchengzi gave me a prophecy, saying that the earth is about to undergo a great change. I suspect that a large-scale war might be about to begin, and it might involve the Shennong Clan, but Guangchengzi did not tell me the specifics. I am telling you now so you can be somewhat prepared and think about what should be done."

Baifeng sighed: "Sigh, I have also felt lately that something big might happen. However, this battle should not reach our Huaxia yet. But as for you, Xuanyuan, the territories of the Shennong Clan and Huaxia are adjacent. When the war breaks out, your Xuanyuan Tribe will certainly not be able to avoid it; you should be the one most concerned."

Seeing that Baifeng had no intention of forming an alliance with him to attack the Shennong Clan, Xuanyuan did not intend to speak plainly. He just patted his stomach and said: "Fine, I know what to do. Now that I have said everything I needed to tell you, I will go back to rest. You have everything arranged, right?"

Baifeng stood up to see him off: "Everything is arranged. It is the same courtyard you stayed in before. There is nothing else now, so go back and get some good rest."

Xuanyuan also stood up and left. After eating some food, he had indeed recovered some strength, but he was still extremely fatigued; it was better to go back early and get some sleep.

In the following days, except for the fact that the Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Tribe could not move about freely, Xuanyuan was like someone here in Huaxia for diplomatic activities, looking around and playing everywhere every day, without feeling any anxiety at all.

Moreover, upon learning that Baifeng had a grandson, he was also very happy, but he had nothing good to give to Qihu at the moment. The only valuable thing was his own Sword, but Qihu was only so small, so he had to say: "When I return to my tribe, I will definitely send a gift for Qihu."

Baifeng naturally had to decline: "Haha, no need, no need. When your child was born, I didn't even send a gift. Qihu is just my grandson; you don't need to take it too much to heart."

Xuanyuan waved his hands repeatedly: "Sigh, that won't do. Before, I didn't know, and you didn't know either. Guangchengzi taught me the principles of seniority. As an elder, I must certainly send some gifts to the younger generation to express my blessings."

Hearing such reasoning, Baifeng no longer refused: "Fine, I will thank you on behalf of my little grandson."

At this time, the Xuanyuan Tribe had already begun farming. Spring arrived earlier than in Huaxia, and as the weather warmed and the buds of the Grass just appeared, Dahong decided it was time for farming, so he ordered the tribesmen to begin spring plowing.

Leizu was in charge of sericulture and Weaving Department, so naturally, she was paying attention to the condition of the mulberry leaves and the state of the silkworm eggs at all times. It was just that the mulberry leaves had not yet grown out, but a portion of the silkworm eggs had already hatched. These young silkworms would inevitably starve to death due to a lack of food, but this was an expected loss.

The envoys from the Shennong Tribe were received by the Xuanyuan Tribe, but since Xuanyuan was not there, they could not make a decision, so they had to let the envoys continue to wait until Xuanyuan returned. If they could not wait, they could leave the tribe first, and the Xuanyuan Tribe would notify them once a decision was made.

The envoys were anxious beyond measure because this concerned the survival of their tribe. However, Xuanyuan was indeed not there. They had already spent a Winter at the Xuanyuan Tribe and had not seen Xuanyuan, so they were certainly not being lied to.

As for when Xuanyuan would return, the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe did not have a definite answer, but according to the experience from last time, Xuanyuan should be back by the time the wheat sprouted.

The anxious envoys had no choice but to wait. If they went back now, it would just be a wasted trip, and they would have to send people over to negotiate again. Staying at the Xuanyuan Tribe at least allowed them to get the news at the first opportunity, and food was never lacking for them.

Now, they were even more interested in the farming of the Xuanyuan Tribe. As a tribe of the same origin, the Xuanyuan Tribe did not refuse these envoys from watching them farm, and they also believed that these few envoys would not be able to learn it.

According to the plans of the Xuanyuan Tribe and the personality of Xuanyuan, going to war was a must. This was a great opportunity to expand the territory of the Xuanyuan Tribe, and this was an internal strife within the Shennong Clan; long-term fighting and chaos had greatly damaged their strength. By comparison, the constantly growing Xuanyuan Tribe was more confident in confronting the Shennong Clan.

The only thing that worried Dahong and the others was what to do about Huaxia and the Suiren Tribe. If it were just them fighting against the Shennong Clan and the other two tribes did not participate, there would be no danger. They were only afraid that they would take advantage of the Xuanyuan Tribe fighting the Shennong Clan to unite and attack them.