Chapter 249: Saying Goodbye to the History of Drilling‑Wood Fire

That Dog Rong, seeing all his own tribe members dead, only then bolted away in terror; after he fled, Ana, terrified, tried to chase after him.

"Wait, chief, wait for me!"

"Ana!"

Ying's voice echoed from behind, and Ana instantly dared not run any more; she immediately turned, knelt, and kept pleading, "Ying, don't kill me, I'm just a slave sent here by the Rongdi, please don't kill me."

Nan Qinghuan glanced at the woman's disheveled appearance and thought she was really spouting nonsense; now she understood—if it weren't for that vile woman, would that Dog Rong have dared to ignore his orders and besiege them? She must have whispered in that man's ear.

"Ying, that liar, after I exposed her last time, has held a grudge against me; we can't let her go."

Ying naturally wouldn't spare Ana; he drew his axe from his waist, raised it high, and stepped toward Ana.

Ana trembled with fear, "Don't kill me, please don't!"

"Tell me, how did the Dog Rong know Nan Qinghuan's name?"

"This…"

Ana hesitated, "I don't know either, I…"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll chop off your head and hang it on a Tyrannosaurus Rex's neck. Will you speak?"

"No, don't kill me, I will tell, I will…"

Seeing Ying threaten Ana like that, Nan Qinghuan found it both amusing and satisfying; the woman deserved it for nearly causing them to be besieged to death.

After Ana spilled everything, Ying squinted slightly, "The Dog Rong wants Nan Qinghuan to massage his feet?"

Damn it, Nan Qinghuan couldn't stand it any longer; this Beastman still wants her to massage his feet? Let him have his spring‑autumn fantasies.

"You female liar really love to spout nonsense; today if you don't die, you won't live either. Ying, kill her."

Ana didn't expect Nan Qinghuan to be so ruthless; she immediately pleaded, "I'm sorry, I won't dare again. Please don't kill me; I'll tell you a secret, okay?"

Those words made the couple exchange a glance; Nan Qinghuan gave her a cold look, "Stop babbling nonsense. What secret?"

Dusk hung low as the Mountain Tribe lingered in a golden afterglow.

Rongdi watched Li Xiang with keen interest as he performed something miraculous.

This outsider claimed he could help them abandon the troublesome fire‑by‑drilling‑wood method; their tribe had been doing it for millennia, and he said he could teach them a simpler way to start fire.

Naturally, they wanted to try.

Moreover, he and Duo Luo saw that the man truly knew a lot; he not only taught the tribe to plant sweet potatoes, but also taught them to grow corn and potatoes.

This made him very happy; this intruder could be a great help.

It seemed his luck had finally arrived.

Ying had Nan Qinghuan, and he immediately gained this man's assistance.

"Li Xiang, are you ready?"

The man's name was also odd: Jiao'ao Li Xiang.

Li Xiang gathered some yellow sulfur, crushed it with a stone onto a leaf, prepared a bamboo sliver, lightly dusted it with sulfur powder, and then had Duo Luo rub it with a stone.

Duo Luo gave the stone a gentle rub, and in an instant, with a "pfft" sound, the bamboo sliver ignited.

"It's lit! Chief, look, Li Xiang really can do it."

Duo Luo had never seen anyone so capable; Li Xiang could do it as soon as he arrived.

Although they spared him before because he was talented, now they truly liked him.

At least he's here; they will soon surpass Ying.

Li Xiang, seeing the fire, breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Rongdi, "Chief, look, now we can start fire like this; the drilling‑wood method can be abandoned."

Seeing the blaze, Rongdi's face lit up with a smile; he stepped forward and slapped Li Xiang's shoulder, startling him so he dared not move.

These savages were terrifying; ever since he was captured, he had been extremely cautious, fearing they'd get angry and eat him.

Indeed, he had heard his junior sister was missing, so he came here equipped to look for her, but his compass failed due to a strong magnetic interference, and he got lost to this Ancient Tribe.

He was astonished to have ended up here, but now, unable to return, he could only placate these savages; staying alive was paramount.

"Chief, lower your hand."

Li Xiang was fair and clean‑looking, standing 1.75 m tall, yet he seemed frail before Rongdi.

Rongdi was delighted, "You truly are a gift from the Heavenly God to us Rongdi, Li Xiang. As long as you're willing to help me, I won't mistreat you. How does that sound?"

Hearing that, Li Xiang quickly withdrew his hand from the Beastman's claw; he knew this was a Beastman, and although he couldn't imagine it, the wings on his back were indeed real.

He truly had traveled to this primitive tribe.

He saw these Beastmen savages.

This is an era of slash‑and‑burn agriculture!

He involuntarily inhaled a cold breath, "Chief, rest assured, as long as I can manage it, I'll help you, but…"

He stammered.

Fortunately, these ancient people could understand his speech; otherwise it would have been like a chicken talking to a duck.

Rongdi squinted slightly, "What do you want to say?"

Li Xiang thought for a moment, then mustered courage, "I want to ask you for a favor."

"What favor?"

Li Xiang considered, "I dropped something in the forest; I want to retrieve it, it contains something very important."

"What thing?"

Rongdi had Duo Luo accompany Li Xiang to fetch the item; after they left, a lone wolf behind hurried forward to salute, "Chief, can this person be trusted?"

Rongdi sneered, "Of course not; he's just looking to run away. Hmph, once he steps into our Rongdi Tribe, he's ours; he can't escape."

"I see this person does have some skill; if he can stay to help us, we certainly won't be worse off than Ying."

Mentioning Ying made Rongdi recall the scene where he forced him to jump into the sea; he took a deep breath, "You're right, but now I've realized something."

"Chief, what's wrong?"

From today onward we will vigorously develop the Tribe, waiting for a chance to wipe out the Ying Tribe.

Nowadays that useless Dog Tribe scum is no good, unreliable; since that's the case we must rely on our own abilities.

They swore that someday they would destroy the Ying Tribe to avenge themselves.

Lone Wolf also harbors great hatred for the Ying, for it is the Ying that hurt them.

The chief said that, but now the Ying have reclaimed the You Chao Clan, and their Tribe is growing stronger; we…

So we must set out to conquer other small Tribes; only by making ourselves strong can we deal with the enemy. For now, we shouldn't attack the Ying, let them gloat for a while. Have they returned?

Lone Wolf was about to speak when a whirling sound came from behind.

Chief, I'm back.

How are things over there?

As dusk settled, when Li Xiang was escorted by Duo Luo and a few others into the forest, the sky grew dark and heavy.

Duo Luo actually saw through his thoughts and asked, "Where is the bag you're looking for?"

Li Xiang turned his head to glance at the ugly woman; one must admit that the Ancient woman was truly hideous, which also explains the data they examined from the Remote Antiquity Era.

They were all true.

He is a fervent paleontologist, naturally very interested in the Beastmen's genetics; if he could collect their hair for DNA study, it would be a remarkable breakthrough in paleontology.

He located where his lost item was, pointed, "It's on that tree; you help me take it down."

The tree bore his bag, containing all survival tools; he needs that bag to escape from here.

Duo Luo, holding the Scepter, paused briefly and said, "Someone, go fetch it for him."

What Li Xiang didn't expect was that the lanky, frail Beastman child suddenly sprinted to climb the towering tree, moving with agility as fast as a monkey.

This whole ancient setting amazed him; what era had he become lost in, and was his junior sister also here? Soon, the child found his bag and brought it down.

The child, having never seen a bag before, found it novel, looking left and right comically, then handed it to High Priest Duo Luo.

High Priest, this thing looks so strange?

Ancient People naturally had never seen any bags; Duo Luo was quite interested in Li Xiang, stepped forward and brushed his arm against Li Xiang's, "Is this weird thing yours?"