Chapter 306: The Goddess Also Brought Powerful Weapons

Seeing Ying rush over, Youchao Xuan was extremely delighted and hurriedly introduced, "Ying, you're finally here. Look, what remarkable weapon has the Goddess made?"

Ying saw Nan Qinghuan hurrying away, stepped forward in astonishment and stared at her. He had been very worried earlier, but now that he saw her fine and still smiling, his worry lessened, though he did not understand.

"Qinghuan, what are you doing?"

"Clan Leader, you're finally here; Oumu has divine power and shattered this huge stone."

The tribe members did not understand what Gunpowder was; they only knew it was made by Nan Qinghuan. Such a massive stone was blown to pieces—this divine power is boundless.

If they use this weapon to attack other Tribes, how could they not win? The tribe members seemed to already see that from now on this place would be their territory, and all Tribes would submit, honoring the Ying Tribe.

That day does not seem far away.

A strong, unpleasant odor lingered on the scene—it was the acrid smell of Gunpowder. Youchao Xuan saw the couple there and could not say much, so he hurriedly led everyone away, leaving space for the two of them.

After they left, Ying gave Nan Qinghuan a deep look, then glanced at the huge stone reduced to fragments, which made him very nervous.

He also found it utterly incredible.

He did not expect that the sound earlier had come from this thing; this thing could indeed blast the massive stone into pieces.

"Qinghuan, what kind of weapon is this?"

Nan Qinghuan, seeing Ying's curiosity, hurriedly explained, "This is called Gunpowder, also known as explosive; it is made by mixing sulfur and saltpeter in a certain ratio. You place it in a bamboo tube and make a fuse; when ignited it generates tremendous force that blows apart anything you wish to blow up. Ying, the thing my senior brother made for Rongdi is this very thing. Its appearance will shock the primitive Tribes. I originally did not want to make such things, but now that my senior brother has helped Rongdi, we can no longer wait. I have already told Youchao Xuan the Gunpowder formula, and he has already learned it."

Hearing this, Ying's face lit up with joy, and he grabbed her in a hug, "Qinghuan, you have created an extraordinary weapon. Thank you, thank you."

Nan Qinghuan was held tightly but did not struggle. She knew the man liked such powerful weapons, yet she still had her own purpose for making this.

First, to aid road building by blasting stones; second, to protect the Tribe. Once Rongdi has this, their confidence will greatly increase, and they must prepare solid defenses.

Nan Qinghuan was still wary of Rongdi and did not know whether She Nü had succeeded. If Rongdi were poisoned to death, the matter would be different, but she also knew Rongdi would not die so easily, so… "Qinghuan, what are you thinking?"

Nan Qinghuan quickly came to herself, "Silly, why thank me? I do this only to protect the Tribe. My senior brother's arrival will change you here and also change us. Ying, no matter what, I want you to promise me one thing, okay?"

Hearing this, Ying seemed to understand what she meant. He gently released her, his gaze deeply fixed on her eyes.

"You want me not to kill your senior brother?"

Nan Qinghuan was startled, and seeing his misunderstanding, she shook her head, "If my senior brother could coexist peacefully with us, that would be best. If he fails to leave here, I know him too well; he will inevitably go down a dark path and fight us to the end."

"Qinghuan, you want me to let him go?"

Nan Qinghuan didn't know how to answer; she wanted to preserve their relationship, but she needed to change Li Xiang.

"I only hope you give him a chance; if he truly harms you, you may act."

Ying did not expect Nan Qinghuan to say such words; she was not begging him to spare the senior brother, but… In fact, Nan Qinghuan knew Li Xiang's temperament. She could not yet persuade him, yet she still harbored hope that Li Xiang could change.

As long as Li Xiang does not confront Ying and them, and they coexist peacefully, all will be well.

However, they must not become enemies.

As for enemies, of course, there is no courtesy.

Ying was very pleased and agreed on the spot, "Alright, Qinghuan, your words make me happy. I thought you would beg me to spare him. If your senior brother helps Rongdi harm my Tribe, I will not let him go."

Nan Qinghuan's expression turned sour, "Enough, let's not discuss this. I've made a few here; I'll take you to test them. The tribe members no longer need to haul those stones; we can blast the stones to reduce the labor of moving them."

That day, the Ying Tribe's road building relied entirely on these things called Gunpowder; the tribe members witnessed Gunpowder's power for the first time and placed unwavering faith in Nan Qinghuan's abilities.

They firmly believed the Goddess had brought light and all formidable weapons.

As night fell and the final blast echoed through the valley, the massive stone that had plagued the tribe was finally blown apart.

A wave of cheers erupted among the crowd, making the scene extremely lively.

"Haha, what an amazing weapon! Goddess, your divine power is boundless; this will save us a great deal of effort."

Ashu was overjoyed to see this; if they could keep using this treasure to continue cutting mountains and splitting stones, he felt that Dashan could also be blasted flat.

This time Nan Qinghuan personally came with Ying to supervise everything. She was still concerned about safety; these Ancient People were very careless, and if someone were injured by an explosion it would be troublesome, so she kept watch beside them to ensure safety.

Ying was very pleased; this thing was more useful than ten people.

"Qinghuan, this thing is very useful. It looks like we need to make more. It's not early; let's go home. Mother has prepared dinner waiting for us."

In fact, Nan Qinghuan had been hungry for a while; she stayed here only to test Gunpowder's power. Fortunately, Ashu's men were all clever; they knew how to ignite it and maintain safe distances.

What she feared most was injuring people with an explosion.

Not a single tribe member could be harmed.

"Alright, then leave it to Ashu. We'll go home; our stomachs are also hungry."

"Hungry?"

Ying frowned slightly with a tinge of concern, quickly reaching out to gently stroke her lower abdomen. Yet he noticed her belly was not protruding as it does with pregnant women; those carrying offspring have big bellies, but Qinghuan's belly remained as before.

He felt a bit worried, fearing his offspring might be missing.

He crouched down, looking nervous, and asked, "Qinghuan, where did my offspring go?"