Chapter 136: My Peerless Hero Has Arrived

She cried out and reflexively tried to run behind her, but Rongdi grabbed her arm. "Qinghuan, don't be afraid. It's not you, it's someone else."

Rongdi wanted to comfort her, but Nan Qinghuan was on the verge of breaking down, her small face deathly pale. Seeing her so frightened, in that moment he finally understood—so Nan Qinghuan had things she feared too. She was actually afraid of corpses? Rongdi was very close to her, and her nose caught a thick stench of blood coming from him. She snapped back to her senses in an instant and shoved his hand away. "Get away from me! Isn't this all your fault? So many people were eaten alive—you're demons, you're monsters!"

Her eyes blazed with fury and she was on the verge of collapse, only then realizing that what was on her face wasn't anything else—it was blood, the blood of those dead people.

She wiped at her face frantically, and a bloody stench hit her nose at once, impossible to clean off no matter what.

Rongdi watched her with a complicated expression. Hearing her angry curses and accusations, he fought hard to suppress the fury in his heart. "It seems Ying has spoiled you rotten. I'll make you understand that surviving in a tribe, terrible things will happen, and you'll have to witness everything."

Dropping those words, Rongdi was about to drag her to see his father, but unexpectedly… someone had appeared behind them at some unknown time.

It was a woman, her long hair hanging loose. Her hair was also entirely gray-white, and her body was wrapped in something Nan Qinghuan didn't recognize. A plantain flower was stuck in her filthy hair, and her whole appearance was very bizarre.

Rongdi hurried forward to greet her. "Shamaness, how is my father?"

That Shamaness glanced at Nan Qinghuan beside him, and seeing how petite she was, the contempt in her eyes deepened. "She can treat illness? You wouldn't be deceiving your father just to save this female, would you?"

Rongdi was about to say something, but Nan Qinghuan didn't back down either. "What nonsense is this woman who looks neither human nor ghost spouting? Treating illness isn't a beauty contest—what matters is real skill. If you can't cure him, then let me try."

"Heh, such big talk. Chief, we had an agreement—if she can't cure him, she gets eaten by the Old Chief, the same fate as these people. You can't intervene, and you couldn't stop it even if you tried."

Rongdi didn't answer the Shamaness. He had heard that Nan Qinghuan's medical skills were quite good, but for his father's illness he had already invited many Shamanesses to treat him, all to no avail.

He was worried that Nan Qinghuan would fail to cure him and be eaten by his father.

"Nan Qinghuan, let's go."

The blazing sun beat down; the mountains rose in layered green.

When Ying arrived alone at the territory of the Na Shan Tribe, he climbed up a very large tree to gaze into the distance. Suddenly, he spotted that flash of white clothing.

Qinghuan—he had finally found her.

He was about to climb down to rescue Nan Qinghuan, but unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, several people appeared behind him.

"Ying, welcome to the Na Shan Tribe."

Ying gripped the Spear in his hand warily. "Don't block my way, or I won't be polite."

The female savage in the lead knew the purpose of Ying's visit. She smiled at him with a harmless expression. "Chief Ying, there's no need to be tense. We're here on the High Priest's orders to tell you where Nan Qinghuan is. Take her back quickly—don't let her stay in the tribe."

Hearing this, Ying was somewhat puzzled. "Why does Duo Luo want to help me?"

"Ying."

Duo Luo had actually come as well. Seeing Duo Luo arrive, Ying strode toward her. They had known each other before, though without much formality.

"Duo Luo."

Duo Luo looked him up and down. He still looked the same as when she first met him, only somewhat more muscular.

"I didn't expect you'd already arrived. Even our Flying People didn't detect you. Ying, your skills are getting more and more formidable."

"Enough nonsense. I'm here to find Nan Qinghuan. Duo Luo, I don't want to make things difficult for you."

"I know you're here for her. I'm here to help you. You should have just seen her with Rongdi. The Old Chief's old ailment has flared up, and he needs to eat people to be cured. Your female said she can treat the Old Chief, so Rongdi personally brought her to see the Old Chief to save her life."

Hearing this, Ying felt somewhat relieved. Qinghuan was smart enough to use her medical skills to save her own life. He had long heard that Rong Guang ate people but never expected it to be true.

"Step aside. I'm going to save her."

"You can't save her coming alone. Only I can help you."

Duo Luo walked step by step to Ying's side. She was already quite tall, but in front of Ying she instantly became a little shorty. She waved at Ying, gesturing for him to bend down to listen to her.

Ying was wary but still bent slightly to hear what she had to say. After hearing her out, his expression darkened and his gaze fixed on Duo Luo. "Why do you want to help me?"

Duo Luo smiled seductively. "Very simple. As the tribe's High Priest, I can't stand by and watch your female bring harm to my chief. Do you understand?"

Ying actually laughed heartily. "Haha, Duo Luo, don't tell me you like Rongdi?"

Duo Luo's eyes filled with disdain. "Enough, Ying. You don't need to be so smug. Just tell me—will you cooperate? I can guarantee you'll be able to take her away tonight, but you must promise not to do anything to the tribe."

Duo Luo was worried that Ying hadn't come alone. She knew a thing or two about Ying's temper—he always settled scores. Nan Qinghuan had been abducted here, and Ying wouldn't easily let Rongdi off.

Ying narrowed his eyes slightly. "As long as you can help me take Qinghuan away safely, I promise. How about it?"

Duo Luo was somewhat surprised. "Are your words true?"

"I have one more thing I need your help with."

"What is it?"

High atop the tall Treehouse, when Nan Qinghuan climbed up, she instantly understood why they had built the Treehouse in such a high tree hollow—from here, one could overlook the entire Rongdi Tribe.

In other words, one could monitor everything in the tribe.

This Rongdi Tribe was very large, with an even bigger population than the Ying Tribe. She had just eavesdropped on Rongdi and the Shamaness's conversation—the Rongdi Tribe apparently had several thousand people.

Several thousand people—that was a large tribe in ancient times.

"Die, all of you die!"

Before she even got close to the Treehouse, a man's roar came from inside, followed immediately by dead bodies being thrown out. Seeing those dead people, a flash of anger crossed Nan Qinghuan's eyes, and a crazy idea gradually took shape in her mind.

Swirling.

Forming a plan.

"The Chief is here. Go in and take a look—the Old Chief is in pain and about to kill again."

The tribespeople couldn't bear it anymore and were very afraid, none daring to go in. Rongdi saw the dead bodies being thrown out and looked at Nan Qinghuan with concern. "Do you still have time to regret this?"

If she regretted it, he would take her away right now, unafraid even of his father's reproach.

"Regret? Why should I regret?"

Rongdi knew her stubborn temperament and quickly bent down to whisper in her ear. "If you can't cure my father's illness, I won't be able to save you either. Do you understand?"

Nan Qinghuan knew he was only warning her, but right now this was the only way to save her life. She took a deep breath and looked into the Treehouse. "Then I'll have to give it a try."

Seeing her eyes full of confidence, Rongdi also decided to take a gamble.

"Fine, you said it. Let's go."

When Rongdi brought Nan Qinghuan into the Treehouse, the scene inside made Nan Qinghuan's entire scalp tingle. She actually saw…