Chapter 289: The Yao Tribe Splits Up

Those women also seemed to know that Nan Qinghuan's status was high, and they knelt and pleaded with her; Dashan, seeing this scene, said, "Oumu, ignore them; these are slaves sent by the Quanrong, they're not even a Sheep."

Indeed, these women were all tall; at a glance they were not from the nearby Tribe, they looked like people from the Quanrong Tribe.

But Dashan said these women were still not worth a Sheep.

That made her upset, "They are humans, not beasts; how can you treat them like that?"

Dashan was unconcerned, "The previous slaves all died, so Ying had them replace the others. Oumu, let's go; the Bonfire evening is about to start."

This time Nan Qinghuan didn't act rashly; she knew Ying's actions must have his considerations, but she would find a way to properly settle this group of women.

Seeing the women starving like that, she said, "Send someone to bring food."

"Yes."

"Help me."

Suddenly a woman rushed out and, with a thud, knelt before her. She was a very young woman, with fair skin and a striking figure, and she did not look like someone from the Quanrong Tribe.

Her eyes were clear and transparent, watery with tears, and she just stared at her.

Seeing that made her feel very uneasy.

"You are…"

"Oumu, don't pay attention to her; she must be a captive captured by the Quanrong. This woman is very disobedient and is often beaten. Don't beg Oumu; she won't help you."

The woman's hair was disheveled; it was clear she hadn't been bullied yet, because her bones were hard only from being beaten. As a fellow woman, Nan Qinghuan felt some sympathy, but now was not the right time.

Although Ying listened to her words, this is the Tribe's rule; she had to think of a way to let these women survive here. If not with dignity, at least they must not become the playthings of these men.

"Let go of me; I will find a way."

The woman, upon hearing that, immediately let go of her, and with watery eyes watched her departing back.

Nan Qinghuan felt a prick in her back, quickly left, and after stepping out A Mu hurried over, "Qinghuan, why are you here? Everyone's waiting for you."

A Mu thought she had come to find Ying, "Don't come here; Ying won't come here. Although I advised him, he only trusts you."

That made the meaning clear: Ying wasn't here, and Nan Qinghuan's mind was now entirely on how to settle these women.

"A Mu, where is Ying?"

When she arrived, the Bonfire evening was quite lively; the women of the Tribe had already learned to prepare some food, so Nan Qinghuan no longer needed to do it herself.

In the distance, she saw Ying's towering figure; he stood beneath the blazing Bonfire, apparently speaking with someone.

The person seemed to be… "Na Yao?"

She didn't expect Na Yao to be here, and Youchao Xuan and the others had also returned.

Na Yao was listening to Ying speak, but when he saw Nan Qinghuan arrive, he immediately turned his gaze toward her and gave a smile, "Goddess."

Nan Qinghuan arrived, and Ying also turned to look at her; under the candlelight, Nan Qinghuan stood before him.

Seeing that the man hadn't gone to deal with those women made her feel quite pleased.

"Ying"

"Qinghuan"

"Goddess…"

Youchao Xuan and ChaoJi also returned; seeing everyone present, Nan Qinghuan was very happy, "So, everyone has split the family?"

Here a grand Bonfire evening was being held, with fragrant Roasted Meat and sweet‑scented rice that made people linger.

The Ying Tribe had become the object of envy for all Tribes.

It was midnight, and the Bonfire evening was only just beginning to wind down; the group still sat chatting, when Na Yao looked at Ying and then handed him a very smooth Turtle Back Divination.

The Turtle Back Divination looked mysterious, pitch black.

"Ying, this is the invitation item for the Po Lan Festival; you must go this year; I heard the Matriarchal Tribe's Clan Leader Ashina will prepare a great gift for you."

"Prepare a gift for me?"

Ying carefully took the Turtle Back Divination; he returns every year, so it's no longer surprising.

The Po Lan Festival, rumored to be the birthday of the Po Lan deity, is held once a year, presided over by Ashina, the Clan Leader of the Matriarchal Tribe; it's a good place.

The Matriarchal Tribe is prosperous, and the items given by the Clan Leader are naturally excellent.

This small Tribe lacks the qualification to go; only the leaders of large Tribes may attend.

Thus it is very lively.

Hearing this, Nan Qinghuan recalled the matter Axi had asked her to help find someone, and asked, "Ying, may I go?"

Ying slightly frowned and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Axi looked at her gratefully; whether she could find her father depended entirely on Qinghuan.

Nan Qinghuan nodded, "I'm also quite curious what kind of place it is; may I go?"

Na Yao was somewhat worried about her condition, "Goddess, aren't you pregnant? You…"

"I'm just pregnant, not ill. Ying, may I go?"

Ying saw that she truly wanted to go, thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, taking you to look around is fine. Na Yao, have a drink; congratulations that your people have all split the family; the next step is to be like us."

Na Yao was delighted with the method Nan Qinghuan mentioned; it worked very well. He looked at her gratefully, "Goddess, the method you suggested is excellent; now the houses are enough to divide, and we have all moved in."

"That's great, when the rice ripens you will also have good days."

"The Wolf Tribe's present day is thanks to your help; I'll go first."

"Hey, Na Yao, drink less, don't overdo it."

ChaoJi stepped forward and grabbed his bowl, seeming very concerned for him. Nan Qinghuan thought, "Whoa, what's going on? ChaoJi has always stuck to Youchao Xuan; how come she's so familiar with Na Yao?" Looking at Youchao Xuan, he was sitting there drinking, looking very happy.

What happened to them? Na Yao this time brought a lot of corn, which the tribe had sent to thank Nan Qinghuan for building the Tulou for them.

Now, Na Yao's Tribe is also gradually aligning with the Ying Tribe.

A few men drank late into the night; Ying worried that Nan Qinghuan would have ChaoJi escort her back, and on the way ChaoJi hesitated to speak.

Nan Qinghuan saw it and asked gently, "How are things over at Na Yao's side?"

It's a little worse than here, but still not bad; they've branched out, and the Goddess's pairing methods are good—many have become one family, and only Yao hasn't formed a family yet.

Is that so?

Nan Qinghuan glanced at ChaoJi, who looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Goddess, could I ask you for a favor?"

What favor?

Nan Qinghuan had actually seen through it, but just wanted the girl to say it herself.

ChaoJi, a bit embarrassed, said, "I want to be Yao's female."

Look at that, so direct.

Nan Qinghuan pretended to be hesitant, touching her nose, "Well, you like Youchao Xuan, so why Yao…"

When Youchao Xuan was mentioned, ChaoJi pouted unhappily, "He doesn't like me; I've already taken him as family. Goddess, help me—I want to become Yao's woman, to help him build a Tribe."

Nan Qinghuan found it odd; the two hadn't interacted much before, so why the sudden interest? "You girl, what happened between you two?"

What Nan Qinghuan didn't expect was that ChaoJi had encountered a snake, and Yao rescued her; because of that, she transferred her affection and came to like Yao.

A caveman's love comes quickly and goes quickly, too.

She pretended to be hesitant, "I can only deliver a message for you; I don't know if it will work. You know Yao has a bad temper; I can't force him to do something he doesn't want. What do you think?"

ChaoJi's temperament is still easy to get along with; she nodded, "Of course. Goddess, will you agree?"

Nan Qinghuan was about to say something when a burst of whoosh sounds came from the dark forest, and she glanced toward the movement.

Could it be people infiltrating another Tribe? "Not good, there's someone over there."

ChaoJi sprinted toward it, "Don't run."

"Hey, be careful."

She tried to follow to see, but suddenly someone grabbed her foot; she was startled yet unflustered, "Who is that?"