Chapter 375: Chapter 375: The Wolf Tribe Is Not a Tribe You Can Afford to Provoke

Ma Ji tossed out those words and turned to leave, but Na Yao let out a loud shout.

"Stop."

Ma Ji and his subordinates saw that Na Yao wouldn't step aside, so he turned his head and gave Na Yao a cold glance, "Do you want me to place a Curse on you?"

"I'm not afraid of your Curse. If your Curse were that effective, why would you risk adventure to seek my cooperation? Why don't you cast a Curse on the Rongdi Tribe instead?"

Na Yao is clever; he won't heed the man's words.

He plans to deal with him properly tonight, or else Ma Ji will later become an enemy of theirs.

He doesn't want to make too many enemies as the Tribe develops.

He had already let go of his hatred toward the Rongdi Tribe, but Ma Ji still tried to stir trouble. Na Yao, being clever, isn't swayed; he knows that if he cooperates with Ma Ji, the Goddess would be greatly disappointed.

She hopes they can coexist peacefully and develop the Tribe, so he won't listen to the man, nor betray Ying and them.

Sure enough, Ma Ji glared at him fiercely, "Fine, if that's the case, don't blame me for being impolite."

Just as Ma Ji was about to cast, a delighted voice came from outside.

"Chief, Ying and the Rongdi have arrived."

At those words, Ma Ji's hand dropped instantly; the so‑called Curse was something only he understood, and with so many people present he simply couldn't cast it.

"Ma Ji."

He didn't expect Ying and the Rongdi to be here; when he saw them standing together, Ma Ji turned and glared at Na Yao, "Did you summon them?"

Na Yao smiled smugly, then walked to Ying's side; he and Ying exchanged a glance, then looked at the Rongdi, and this time the two shared a smile.

All ill will vanished.

"I summoned them. Since Ying and the Rongdi have taken a Blood Oath, they are my brothers; how could I harm my brothers? Ying, Rongdi, Ma Ji came to find me, wanting to cooperate with me against you. How do you propose to deal with him?"

Ma Ji truly didn't expect Na Yao to be so unreasonable, and to ally with them against him? Damn!

At that moment, he fully realized these Tribes were not to be trifled with.

What to do? "Ma Ji, we had no grudge, nor with the You Su Tribe, yet you sent those Poison Toads to attack our two Tribes, trying to poison us to death. How should I collect this debt from you?"

Ying is an impatient man; in his view, Ma Ji won't get away tonight.

He should die for trying to deal with them!

Ma Ji stared deeply at Na Yao, then chuckled self‑deprecatingly, "What do you want?"

Now his remorse turns his gut green; he truly shouldn't have come.

The Rongdi wish they could kill Ma Ji right now; their people fell ill because of his toads.

"Ma Ji, you deserve death. Ying, let me eat him."

"Wait, don't eat me. I admit fault this time; I'm willing to compensate you."

"Compensate us? What can you offer as compensation?"

Ma Ji gritted his teeth, "I have plenty of White balls; winter is coming and you'll need them. Trade those White balls for my life, okay?"

Those so‑called White balls are actually Cotton.

Sure enough, the words piqued the Rongdi and Ying; with winter coming they need Cotton even more, and Qinghuan knows how to use it.

Thinking this, Ying finds it more useful than killing Ma Ji.

"Alright, capture him. When the Cotton is delivered, release him."

"You…"

"If you refuse, let the Rongdi eat you; after all, your You Su Tribe will know you're dead, and your brother Ma Tian will become chief, right?"

Those words infuriated Ma Ji to the brink; he never imagined Ying could be so scheming, it drove him mad!

Soon, Ma Ji could only stay behind; his men went back to fetch Cotton, and by the time the matter was settled, daylight would have returned.

The three stood beneath this Tulou, the cold wind already blowing the winter air.

It seemed winter would arrive in a single night.

They were still clad in thin Hemp Robe; the Rongdi gave Na Yao a slight bow, "Na Yao, this time I'm grateful to you. Rest assured, you're now my brother; the wolf tribe's matters are my Rongdi's matters."

The Rongdi pounded his chest, promising to treat the wolf tribe's affairs as his own, and Na Yao believed him, because the Rongdi had truly changed.

"I just think Ma Ji shouldn't be alive; he delivered the Cotton, yet we'd still release him. His vengeful nature will make him retaliate."

The You Su Tribe is still some distance away, but that doesn't allay his concerns.

"It's fine; once they bring the Cotton we'll release him. Winter is coming, we'll prepare for it. As for the You Su Tribe, we'll deal with that next spring. What do you think?"

Ying is no longer war‑like; before he would have killed Ma Ji, but now it's different—whatever he does, he must consider the tribe and Nan Qinghuan.

His offspring is due in a few months; he doesn't want war, only to quietly stay with mother and child.

Hearing this, the Rongdi nodded, "Alright, those White balls are good. Our Tribes will share them. Time is short, I'll head back now. The road‑building matter is solved; we'll have Li Xiang build the Treehouse."

The weather grew colder, and Li Xiang's Treehouse was still unfinished.

The Rongdi prepared to lead people to do this himself.

Building Treehouses is a strength of their Beastmen.

After the Rongdi left with his men, Na Yao sighed deeply, "Ying, I've found you've truly changed, and the Rongdi have changed as well."

He realized both of them had changed drastically; no one expected the once‑warlike Rongdi to become so gentle, nor Ying to do the same.

Could it be that they spare Ma Ji only for the Cotton? Ying sneered, looking at Na Yao, "Some things need to grow slowly; we've both changed, haven't we?"

Na Yao nodded, "Indeed, we've all changed, for the better than before."

"You did well today by not listening to Ma Ji's words, otherwise…"

Ying sighed deeply, "I can't protect you either."

"Do you think I'm foolish? I promised to coexist peacefully with the Rongdi and develop together, so I won't bear hatred. Hatred only breeds more hatred, as the Goddess said; it brings no benefit to our Tribe."

He now feels the changes the Tribe's development has brought him: he has clothes, fragrant soft rice; once a person accepts better things, they can't return to the old ways. He no longer wishes to revert to the savage era.

Thus, change leads to adaptability.

When one is impoverished, one thinks of change; before he didn't understand what the Goddess meant, but now he fully gets it.

Having seen the sunlight, one no longer wishes to return to darkness.

Now he is the same; having entered a happy life, he no longer wants to go back to the world of the past.

These words also surprised Ying a great deal; he never expected Nan Qinghuan's influence over Yao to be so great, and the things she said were actually also told to him by Qinghuan.

It's hard to believe that a few primitives could be swayed by a woman.

Moreover, they have tasted the sweetness of life and are willingly letting her lead them toward a happy existence.

"You're right, when one is impoverished one changes; although I didn't understand those words before, now I get it."

Yao was about to speak when, not far away, Dashan's hurried shout rang out, his voice filled with joy, as if something good had happened.

"Ying, the people of the Asima tribe want to come and join us; what do you think we should do?"

"Join the Tribe?"