What Houtu said was not without basis.
With the tribe having grown to its current size, the most crucial issue was still its food supply.
During the Three Clans War, they could still go out and collect corpses. But now, although their food reserves remained considerable, they had to prepare for the future, didn't they?
With over a hundred thousand people gathered in one place, finding food was clearly becoming a strain. Although some had been split off before, it was still not enough.
Moreover, this was Purple Jade Mountain. Many of the living beings here possessed considerable intelligence, and quite a few had even gone to listen to Wu Chu preach. Naturally, they could not hunt on a massive scale.
If the Witch Clan could fill their stomachs with grains and other crops alone, it would not be much of a problem. After all, the Primordial Land was rich in spiritual energy, and spiritual plants grew quickly.
But they still needed hunting to meet some warriors' energy requirements, which placed much greater demands on hunting grounds.
Thus, dispersing the tribe had become an inevitable trend.
Now that the Three Clans War had ended, it was time to move the tribe out of Purple Jade Mountain.
After listening to the many Wus present explain things all at once, Wu Chu said to the young lady, "You can decide something like this yourself!"
Houtu shot him a glance and pushed a cup of Earth Spirit Brew toward him. "I just wanted to hear your opinion! You're so smart!"
Although Wu Chu had long since become a Daluo powerhouse, in the eyes of the many Witch Clan Warriors of the Houtu Tribe, the strongest person in their tribe was naturally none other than their chief leader, Houtu.
As for their second leader,