Chapter 253: From Today Onward, All My People Shall Have Clothes to Wear and Grain in Storage

Nan Qinghuan was very curious about this matter. She wasn't entirely clear on what exactly he had asked for that day, and she had to admit—this rough man actually had secrets? When she asked him about it, Ying suddenly burst into loud laughter, reached out, and patted Nan Qinghuan on the head. The look in his eyes as he did that head-pat was extremely doting.

Truly enviable.

He laughed with great delight. "Qinghuan, you don't know this, but the Quanrong Tribe has some precious treasures, and all of them are prepared for you."

These words instantly made Nan Qinghuan feel like she was flying up to the sky.

"Precious things, for me?"

Nan Qinghuan frowned. What kind of thing? In this ancient era, weren't precious things just food and supplies? What else could be precious? These words made Yao understand instantly—he knew there were treasures in the Quanrong Tribe. Could it be... His expression grew complicated as he looked at Nan Qinghuan's flat belly. Could it be... "Ying, did you have him offer you the Holy Maiden Fruit?"

This Holy Maiden Fruit was the sacred fruit of the Quanrong Tribe, extremely rare. It was said that after eating it, a male's body would become very strong, and a female would... Ying didn't answer his question. He squinted his drunken eyes and said nothing. Tonight he had also eaten those dishes, which were truly the most delicious things he had ever tasted.

This made him even more unwilling to part with Nan Qinghuan.

"Holy Maiden Fruit, what is that?"

Nan Qinghuan didn't understand what it was. A fruit for her? The three men didn't answer her. Ying's gaze suddenly shifted to Yao, then to Ashu, and finally he looked at Youchao Xuan. All three men nodded at him, indicating that he could go ahead.

He turned his head to look at Nan Qinghuan, then suddenly reached out and lifted her entire body up, raising her high above his head with both hands.

Nan Qinghuan was stunned by this sudden move, her body stiff and afraid to move.

"Hey, Ying, what are you doing? Put me down!"

She was about to throw up from all the food!

But Ying was very excited, as if performing some sacred ritual. He stood there, holding Nan Qinghuan high, and declared to the sky, "From today onward, all my people shall have clothes to wear, food to eat, and grain in storage."

Such boldness made the three men immediately kneel on one knee, saying in unison, "The Goddess's grace blesses the Tribe and protects our people."

"The Goddess's grace blesses the Tribe."

Suddenly, those tribesmen who had left seemed to hear the summons and came rushing back to kneel down, a dark mass of them speaking as one.

"The Goddess's grace blesses the Tribe."

Nan Qinghuan thought Ying had gone mad. "Put me down, Ying!"

But Ying wouldn't listen to her. He laughed heartily, a red gleam in his eyes. "The Goddess Nan Qinghuan blesses the Tribe. All my people shall have clothes to wear, food to eat, and grain in storage."

"Goddess! Goddess!"

The crowd's shouts rang through the entire Ying Tribe. That night, Nan Qinghuan witnessed the most frenzied scene from the tribesmen. To express their gratitude to her, they all knelt before her and kept shouting in a gibberish language she couldn't understand.

That must have been their native tongue.

For the Tribe to develop, the people's hearts had to be united, so they could work together for a better life.

The people of other small tribes lived in constant fear every day, afraid of being attacked, dwelling in perpetual anxiety—but the Ying Tribe partied night after night.

A scene of peace and harmony.

After this ancient ritual was over, Ying carefully carried Nan Qinghuan back. He walked very fast, as if eager to get home immediately.

To enjoy her.

To dote on her.

To give her ultimate pleasure.

Ying was very impatient, even wild. He wanted to take her right there on the ground, but considering her body, he suppressed his burning desire.

He knew to take care of business at home.

He just wanted everyone to know that Nan Qinghuan was his, and no one should even think of bullying her.

After Ying left, the three men just watched their retreating figures until they disappeared into the thick night.

Na Yao clenched his fists at the sight, but the jealousy of that day was already gone from his heart.

He was merely envious—envious that Ying had found a female like Nan Qinghuan.

He could see that the Ying Tribe was getting better and better; the change was truly enormous.

Those wonderful foods and delicious meals were truly unforgettable.

Fortunately, the Spirit Woman had already agreed to him. The Wolf Tribe would be just like the Ying Tribe. Before long, his Wolf Tribe would also have seedlings and could farm the fields.

He looked forward to that day, to the day when his people could finally eat this fragrant rice and delicious dishes.

To completely bid farewell to the era of eating wild fruit.

"The Spirit Woman is truly an extraordinary person. If she hadn't come, the Ying Tribe wouldn't have become like this."

Ashu let out a deep sigh, took a sip of Fruit Wine. He had drunk a lot but was still clear-headed. He walked over to a large rock, sat down, and crossed his legs high. "Yeah, actually, I had selfish motives back then. I knew she was the Goddess, so I wanted her to help my tribe. I never expected she'd be kind-hearted enough to agree. If it weren't for her, how could we be living such a good life now?"

Living in clean Tulou, eating rice, eating vegetables—never in my dreams did I imagine such good things.

Ashu, now like Youchao Xuan, had submitted to the Ying Tribe, and they would enjoy everything the Tribe had to offer, just like the other tribesmen.

He lived in a Tulou now, no longer enduring days of wind and sun.

He could also eat soft, fragrant rice and delicious dishes—all blessings brought by the Goddess.

Yao was about to say something when suddenly the roar of a great ape came from the Forest.

"Ooo—ooo—"

It was Jingang, bringing his mate to pick up Youchao Xuan and take him home. His mate walked very slowly, and Jingang was very patient, taking a few steps and then waiting a few steps.

Very loving.

Ever since Youchao Xuan brought his people here, Jingang had followed him. Nan Qinghuan had Gungun now and couldn't look after them. Now that Youchao Xuan was building Tulou, the couple followed him, helping the tribesmen carry stones and haul timber.

Doing the heavy labor.

"I need to head back first."

Yao and Ashu looked at Jingang. "This guy is the Goddess's pet. Never thought he'd be following you now."

Youchao Xuan patted Jingang's claw. "The Goddess has Gungun and can't take care of them. It's fine for them to follow me."

"Let's go back."

After Youchao Xuan left, the Forest fell quiet again. Ashu looked at Yao, knowing he still had feelings for Nan Qinghuan in his heart. "Yao, don't think about what you shouldn't. The Goddess belongs to Ying, and no one can take her away. You're an adult now; you should go back to your tribe and get married."

Even an old man like Ashu could see that Yao still had feelings for Nan Qinghuan; there was no way Ying hadn't noticed. Yao gave a bitter smile. "Ashu, I'm going back to the Wolf Tribe tomorrow. When I get married, I'll let you know so you can come drink at the wedding feast."

Alright, they should also find a female to marry.

"Well then, this Iron Tool forging was all thanks to your help; I've never seen this thing before, so that's how it's done."

"Yeah, we can make more in the future; we can also make …"

"Chief."

From behind came Asu's voice; Asu, somewhat anxious and hurrying, said, "Chief, the Rongdi Tribe has news."

"What's the matter, now that Rongdi is dead, is that side in turmoil?"

Asu shook his head. He had originally heard Ying say that he jumped into the sea and his corpse was not found, but he had learned of something even more terrifying.

"No, he isn't dead. Not only is he alive, he even received help from a priest, and now he's learning to grow corn and sweet potatoes with us; I hear they're doing very well."

Hearing this, Ashu was quite astonished, "What? Rongdi isn't dead and even got help from a priest—who is this priest?"

The Heavenly Book doesn't mention it.

The news Asu brought also made Yao very worried; he thought Ying must be enjoying himself and didn't want to disturb him, and said, "Asu, tell me again—how is Rongdi still alive? And who is this priest?"