Chapter 319: Rongdi Actively Offers Bodhi Root

Nan Qinghuan understood what Ashina meant: she wanted to marry her daughter to Ying? She just didn't get it—why do these tribes love intermarriage, was this also popular in the Remote Antiquity Era? As soon as Ayina spoke, Ying coldly rejected her, "Impossible, I have Qinghuan enough; if you insist on giving me that woman, I'll take her, but I'll give her to Ji Lei as a woman."

As soon as those words were spoken, Ji Lei was overjoyed, "Ying, really?"

Actually, along the way, when he brought Ayina over, they already had that feeling; Ayina also liked Ji Lei a lot, originally wanted to tell A Mu, but didn't expect A Mu to give her to Ying.

She refused, but A Mu threatened her with the tribe's happiness.

Ying had his own scheme, lowered his eyes to look at the Matriarchal Tribe leader, "Ashina, what do you think?"

"This…"

"I know what you mean; you want me to protect your Matriarchal Tribe. Rest assured, as long as you give Ayina to Ji Lei, if anything happens later you send someone to the Tribe to inform me, I'll also send people to help you; I won't ignore you. How does that sound?"

Ashina's calculations fell apart; she had originally planned to have Ayina marry Ying, thinking it would be wonderful if Ayina could later bear Ying's offspring. She learned that Nan Qinghuan was pregnant, so they could no longer do that, and thus wanted to give her daughter to Ying, but Ying refused.

Nan Qinghuan, having understood Ying's intention, thought it was fine; the matchmaker did a good job.

"Ji Lei, why are you still standing? Aren't you coming to pay respects to your A Mu?"

Nan Qinghuan's words made Ji Lei very happy; he immediately bowed to Ashina, "Greetings, A Mu, thank you; shall I now take Ayina and leave?"

He naturally would take Ayina back; he can't stand the Matriarchal Tribe women being revered.

Ayina also wanted to follow Ji Lei like an ordinary couple.

"You…"

Ashina was furious, but now there was nothing she could do.

"Fine."

Ying saw Ashina had nothing to say, "Alright, it's getting late, we should go back, let's leave."

After Ying left with his people, Ashina was even more angry, her mouth twisted, her calculations empty, and now she had also given away her daughter.

"Really… 'Leader, don't be angry. Now that the Giant Dragon is dead we're safe; let Ayina go after the man she likes.'"

The tribe members comforted Ashina; she had no choice, thought for a moment and said, "Wait, you helped us send some things over, that counts as what I give to Ayina."

Hearing that something was being given, Ayina turned and ran up to hug Ashina, "A Mu, thank you, I will be very happy."

All parents in the world have the same heart; Ashina naturally also hopes her daughter will live well there without being bullied.

She walked to Ji Lei's side, gave him a cold glance, "Listen to me, my daughter must not be harmed, otherwise I'll come to the Ying Tribe myself and kill you."

Ji Lei, of course, dared not and said with a nervous laugh, "I won't, I won't."

"People, send all those blankets to the Ying Tribe; winter is coming, and with blankets it won't be cold."

What Nan Qinghuan didn't expect was that this trip yielded a huge harvest; the Matriarchal Tribe, skilled at needlework, sent many blankets and even shoes, though they had already been wearing shoes for a long time.

This time they even secured a daughter‑in‑law for Ji Lei, which was truly profitable.

The party set off in a grand procession.

When Ying and his group returned, Ashu and his people had already come to greet them, "Ying, the Goddess is back."

That night, the tribe was very happy because they had received some items from the Matriarchal Tribe; many of those items Ying hadn't kept, and almost every household now had blankets and shoes.

After the distribution, it was already dark.

Ying went to convene a meeting, and Nan Qinghuan could only go home and wait for him.

Axi had been waiting for Nan Qinghuan to return; Nan Qinghuan only brought back a comb and then told everything to Axi. When Axi heard that the person had already died, they only gave a bitter smile, "Qinghuan, thank you."

Axi, who is the person you asked me to investigate?

What person is so important to them?

Axi didn't want to say any more; they were dead, what's the point? "It's fine, Qinghuan, is this a blanket? It feels so comfortable, much better than a thatched mat."

Axi loved the blankets a lot; they had long heard the Matriarchal Tribe possessed such things, never expecting it to be real.

People of the Matriarchal Tribe have never frozen to death; they can make many cold‑resistant items.

Exactly, this is a blanket; later let Ji Lei's daughter‑in‑law teach you the craft, I think we can make other things.

Ayina, I've seen her; I never expected Ji Lei, that kid, to have such good luck, Qinghuan, you're really great…

Silly girl, everyone being well is what truly matters, hurry back and tidy up.

After returning, Nan Qinghuan prepared to cook; A Mu looked at the blanket, looking left and right, laughing uncontrollably, "Qinghuan, this thing is really good."

A Mu, later we'll have even better cotton blankets; this is a silk blanket, and when Spring comes next year, I'll have Ayina ask her mother for some Silkworm Babies, and we can also raise silkworms.

"Silkworm Baby, what is this?"

A Mu was very curious about all of this.

Here, the Ying Tribe was bustling, and the Rongdi Tribe was also about to have a bountiful harvest.

Rongdi stood in front of the Treehouse watching the tribe prepare to cut the golden rice; the sight made him very happy—finally a harvest.

Li Xiang was also busy in the fields; this time he truly wasn't leaving.

Not leaving means he will become the head of this Tribe.

Behind Rongdi, the Ji Nü hurried over, "Leader, I heard you retrieved the Bodhi Root; where is it? I'll stew it and eat it right now."

The Ji Nü, after hearing this, came to demand the item; she wanted to boil it for Rongdi to eat.

Rongdi was about to speak when a lone wolf's howl came from not far away.

"Leader, Ying sent people."

"What?"

When they heard Ying had sent people, everyone became wary and was about to clash, but Rongdi stopped them; this time the fight with the Giant Dragon was thanks to Ying.

"Don't act, go take a look."

The ones arriving weren't strangers—they were Ji Lei, who had just gotten a daughter‑in‑law, and Ayina.

Seeing the two arrive, Rongdi slightly frowned, "Why are you together?"

"Rongdi, Ji Lei is now my man; I'm following him now, I'm also a person from the Ying Tribe."

Hearing this, Rongdi sneered, Ashina's calculations were still empty.

They are not unaware of what Ashina wants to do, to form an alliance, but they don't want an alliance; they want to conquer them.

"Do you have something?"

"Rongdi, Ying had me bring this thing to you, but you must give us the Bodhi Root."

After saying that, Ji Lei took out something; inside it was the secret of iron smelting.

When Rongdi saw it, they were a bit startled; they squinted slightly and asked, "Why does he only want the Bodhi Root for something so important? Is he sick?"

They clearly remember that Ying only had a leg injury; how could Ying be so eager for the Bodhi Root? The Bodhi Root is just a medicine, Ying's injury doesn't hinder them, so why does Ying insist on that thing? That night Ying was injured yet still came up to fight me, and the purpose was to seize the Bodhi Root? "His body is fine; it's Ou Mu…"

Ji Lei also had to tell Rongdi about this matter; she hopes Rongdi will, on behalf of Ou Mu, give the thing to them, because she saw that day that Rongdi does not intend Ou Mu's death; perhaps there is still a chance.

Sure enough, mentioning Nan Qinghuan makes Rongdi's heart soften a little.

"What's wrong with Nan Qinghuan?"