Chapter 135: The Old Beastman Wants to Eat Her

Nan Qinghuan saw that he didn't believe her, so she thought for a moment and began to make things up wildly, as long as she could frighten Rongdi: "The Yao under the Wolf Clan has many elite soldiers; I know you don't understand what elite soldiers are, they're just very strong strongmen. They are hidden beyond the desert, out of your sight, but once you invade the Wolf Clan they will surround and kill all your people. If you have already taken action I advise you to retreat; otherwise, if you intend to attack the Wolf Clan, the Wolf Clan will probably not spare your people."

Rongdi was naturally somewhat suspicious, and years of campaigns made him seem certain about everything; when he heard Nan Qinghuan's words, he was actually a little worried, worried that she might be telling the truth.

But… "Impossible. When I went in a few days ago there were practically no people; they were all struck by a strange disease and died out. Don't even think you can fool me?"

He trusted his own rebellion; he had secretly infiltrated the Wolf Clan and had already gathered the situation there, so there could be no people left behind.

Nan Qinghuan was not in a hurry; she knew Rongdi was doubting, and attacking the heart was best. "Do you really think the Wolf Clan is that weak? Rongdi, underestimating the enemy is a grave mistake."

Rongdi didn't understand her words, but he knew Nan Qinghuan was warning him. He gave her a deep look, a smug smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Then just wait and see whether my people die or the Wolf Clan perishes."

After dropping those words, he turned to leave. Nan Qinghuan grew nervous, wondering what she would do if he left. "Wait a moment, what exactly do you intend to do by bringing me here?"

Rongdi halted his steps without turning back; he feared that if he looked, his heart would soften and he would release her, but the thought of her returning to Ying's side made him unwilling.

"You are my prey. What are you saying?"

"Prey?"

She inhaled a sharp breath of cold air, thinking perhaps he intended to eat her. "Rongdi, you can't imprison me; Ying will not let you get away."

Mentioning Ying's name made Rongdi even more jealous and enraged; he sneered, turned his back to her, and said, "He can't come here. If you give up that thought, just stay in my tribe. In a couple of days, when the Wolf Clan is destroyed, I'll take you with me to claim the land and eat the fresh, sweet corn."

"Rongdi, stop!"

She was about to say something when voices from not far away came from the tribe members, "The chief is in trouble; the old chief keeps shouting about stomach pain."

When his own father was mentioned, Rongdi's anger flared; "If he's ill, feed him humans; once he eats a human, the pain will stop."

"But there are no people left. The old chief heard you captured a White‑skinned Female, and he wants us to take her away."

"He wants to eat Nan Qinghuan?"

Rongdi turned his head, looking at Nan Qinghuan in terror. Nan Qinghuan finally understood: Rongdi's father was ill and needed human flesh to ease it, and now that he heard she was here, he wanted to eat her? What the hell.

Rongdi's brows tightened; he seemed also worried about her safety. "Go tell the old chief that I will go out myself to capture people for him. Nan Qinghuan must not move."

"It's too late; the old chief's men have already reached the lower area. You know those people are beyond your control."

Although Rongdi was a chief, his father still had a group that only obeyed his father's orders, so… for a moment, Rongdi fell silent.

Seeing Rongdi's silence, Nan Qinghuan ran to his side to persuade him; she was still a bit scared, having heard that the people of the Rongdi Tribe were Beastmen, and they really would eat people? "Rongdi, you can't send me away; I am a Medical Woman, perhaps I can treat your father."

Although she didn't want to stay here, for self‑preservation she could only think of this plan.

Seeing Nan Qinghuan so frightened, a trace of tenderness crossed Rongdi's eyes; his heart softened and he grabbed her arm. "Don't worry, with me here no one dares to eat you."

Then he turned his head toward the tribe members who were going to capture people and said, "I'll go with the Medical Woman and you all to take a look."

The tribe members, hearing this, dared not say more, quickly performed a bow and left. After they left, Nan Qinghuan saw fresh blood on his body and felt a bit guilty, "Your wing is bleeding; shall I take a look for you first?"

She carried some Yunnan white medicine for treating external injuries, which she had prepared in case Ying got accidentally hurt; she didn't expect it to be useful here.

Rongdi tightened his brows at the words, but his mood instantly brightened; he fluttered his wings twice, smiled, and said, "Are you caring about me?"

Nan Qinghuan pursed her lips at his words, fearing Rongdi might misinterpret, and said, "Forget it, pretend I never said anything. Let's go see your father."

This was Nan Qinghuan's first time entering the Rongdi Tribe; the tribe was vast, not built within a forest but resembling an early village, flat and surrounded on all sides by mountains with water at their bases.

It was a tribe easy to defend but hard to attack.

The tribe had built many small thatched huts like those in Africa, mushrooming across the hills; she was somewhat enlightened, realizing the Rongdi Tribe lived in the most primitive grass huts.

The tribe members here went about their work just like those of the Ying Tribe; here she saw advanced bronze casting technology, and the Rongdi Tribe people were also adept at hunting and trapping prey. Women gathered fruit to brew wine, men hunted; their way of life seemed the best she had ever seen.

Moreover, they possessed both bronze casting and pottery crafts, which, in her experience, marked a relatively affluent tribe.

Their clothing was also somewhat refined; it was neither Beast Skin nor leaves, but a material she had never seen, light and grayish‑white, wrapped around the body like modern PVC raincoat fabric, though she knew such modern items could not have existed in antiquity.

It must be an undiscovered new thing.

Along the way, following Rongdi, the tribe members stared at her as if seeing a ghost, whispering behind her.

She remained silent, carefully observing the terrain and thinking how to escape, appearing very cooperative.

Rongdi knew what she intended, stayed silent, and led her up the slope toward the hilltop.

After they reached the top, a few female savages appeared nearby; the leader Duo Luo wore a tall hat, her sharp gaze fixed on the departing backs of Rongdi and the others.

"High Priest, it's this female who ruined the chief's plan; the chief, to protect her, wants to take her to see the old chief for treatment."

Ji Nü felt sorrow thinking of Rongdi protecting Nan Qinghuan; that lash on him hurt her heart.

High Priest Duo Luo straightened her back, her expression complex as she looked toward the direction they left, and thought, "Have the troops sent to attack returned?"

"Not yet, High Priest. This female cannot stay near the chief; she will endanger our tribe."

Duo Luo's gaze held disgust, "She is an outsider, of course she cannot stay near the chief. Heaven's Daughter? I, Duo Luo, do not believe it could be her."

"Find a way to inform Ying, and have him come to take this female away."

Hearing this, Ji Nü became a bit frightened, "But if the chief finds out, he will definitely…"

"He won't know."

Seeing the High Priest present gave Ji Nü courage; after she left, Duo Luo clenched the Scepter that represented the High Priest's authority, her sharp gaze lifting toward the hilltop.

Her eyes were extremely complex.

"I will not let anyone hinder Rongdi's ambition to unify the tribe, never."

At the hilltop stood several towering ancient trees, each centuries old; Nan Qinghuan had never seen such tall trees. She looked up, and the sun filtered through the leaves, scattering speckles of light across the ground.

Finally at the hilltop, she was a bit out of breath and looked at Rongdi, "Hey, does your father live up here?"

Rongdi was displeased that she called him "hey", tightened his brows and reminded her, "I am not called hey; I am Rongdi."

Nan Qinghuan: "…"

She was about to ask where her father was, when, with a snap, a heap of objects fell from the Treehouse onto her, splashing liquid across her face.

Seeing what suddenly appeared at her feet, she was completely stunned, for she had witnessed the most disgusting scene of her life.

It was… on the Za Cao Di there lay numerous human corpses, some with legs almost entirely gnawed away, others reduced to a single white bone, and even human heads—yes, blood‑splattered heads—whose hollow, blood‑filled eyes stared straight at her.

Realizing this, the hair on her scalp tingled instantly, and she involuntarily stepped backward.

"Ah"