Chapter 415: Great Elder vs. Ancestor

Axi knows Dashan has gone out on business, so she no longer waits for her; in this cold weather only returning to the Tulou brings warmth, only returning to the bed brings comfort.

This Winter is the warmest Winter Axi has ever spent, with no crowded Cave and no despair of waiting for death.

All there is is warmth.

These were all brought by Qinghuan, so she wants to help Qinghuan by driving away all these females.

Ying, for Qinghuan alone, does not permit any female to cause trouble or destruction.

Anyone!

After dropping those words, Axi also doesn't want to stay here any longer, because it's too cold.

Qingfeng stands here alone, letting the cold wind blow over them.

Her eyes stubbornly stare at Ying and their house, unwilling to leave even for a moment.

Memories from youth surge like tide; now she no longer even has Ying's final favor.

All these years, how could she be so stupid!

Had she known it would turn out like this, why would she have served the Great Elder? Truly foolish!

Snow continues to fall; after Ying carries Nan Qinghuan back, Nan Qinghuan sees that he is not preparing to go out. She heard what Axi said, roughly that Qingfeng grew up together with Ying; Ying cared for Qingfeng like an older brother, and Qingfeng also helped Ying many times.

So this kind of relationship is very troublesome.

"You don't go out and explain it to her?"

Ying frowned and began to take off his clothes, "Explain what?"

Nan Qinghuan: "……"

This man is truly straightforward.

Ying began heating foot‑washing water for her; the fire burned quickly, and soon the water was hot. He deftly washed Nan Qinghuan's feet. Nan Qinghuan saw that he completely disregarded that woman; fine, if you don't care about her, I care even less.

The warm foot‑washing water warmed her heart; after the wash, Ying embraced her and lay down to sleep.

After a short while, he fell soundly asleep.

So Nan Qinghuan also became sleepy.

The couple fell asleep, and the candle flame had extinguished at an unknown time.

Outside, the Snow had also stopped falling.

Qingfeng seemed frozen like an ice sculpture, with ice shards covering her head.

In her eyes she saw the last beam of light.

It vanished… "Heh…"

She finally didn't want to look any more; when she turned to leave, she discovered… "Alas…"

Her legs went rigid; with a moment's inattention she rolled into the snow.

"Careful."

Suddenly, a figure appeared and helped her up; beneath the white snow, Qingfeng clearly saw the man before her.

"Is that you?"

In the snowy weather, the snowfield was bright.

Youchao Xuan, after helping her up, handed her his Cotton Clothes, the only thing he has for warmth.

"Are you okay?"

Youchao Xuan didn't expect the woman to be so stubborn, standing here so long—does she want to die? "Aqin."

Qingfeng suddenly sneezed, and some ice shards fell, making a crisp sound.

"You'll catch a cold; go back."

Youchao Xuan helped her drape the Beast Skin over her shoulders, "The Goddess is a born messenger, sent to save our Tribe and everyone. She and Ying are a perfect match; you should stop thinking about other things. Those who don't belong to you will never belong to you. Return to your place tomorrow. You should know the Tribe now is different from before; the hearts of the people have changed. The Great Elder's words are no longer effective."

After Youchao Xuan had discussed matters with Ashu, he intended to find Ying to tell him their plan, but upon seeing the woman standing there, he only then learned some things.

Those Tribe members said the woman grew up together with Ying.

Now that Ying has Nan Qinghuan, she feels uneasy.

So he came to warn him.

But for some reason, he felt this woman was somewhat pitiful.

Yes, pitiful!

That's why he appeared.

For Qingfeng, this is the first time feeling human warmth; before, only Ying brought her such warmth, but she didn't expect it now to be Youchao Xuan.

After saying this, Youchao Xuan hurried away; in the snow, his long hair was lifted by the wind, dancing in the air in a beautiful arc, and the deep and shallow footprints vanished before her.

Her tears stopped abruptly.

At the third watch of the night, the Snow had completely ceased.

When Qingfeng returned, the Great Elder was standing there waiting for her!

"Did you finally have the heart to come back?"

Qingfeng hurried forward, "Great Elder."

"Look at how you are now; don't forget why we came here."

Qingfeng felt uneasy, touched her nose, "Great Elder, I just saw several Tribe members; perhaps we truly were wrong, we shouldn't have blocked this street from developing here; the people are living well, better than we were before…"

"Shut up, what do you know? This street cannot be opened; the Heavenly God only recognizes Shanhai Yishi. Does the Ying Tribe intend to oppose the Heavenly God?"

"Heavenly God…"

Qingfeng gave a bitter smile, for the first time defying the Great Elder.

"The Heavenly God is Ying."

"What are you saying, you little devil girl."

After Qingfeng left, Sangtian was half‑dead with anger; how could the people around him be useless one by one!

He was furious!

So, Sangtian stood here for a night, watching the snowy scenery all night.

He intends to have Ying close off that street the next day.

What he didn't expect was that the day had just brightened.

The outside became lively.

He sent Qingfeng to find out what was happening outside; after Qingfeng saw many people arriving at the Market street, they hurried back to report.

"Great Elder, is today the opening day of the Market street, and many people have arrived?"

"What?"

Sangtian didn't believe it, braving the dangerous path to the Market street. When he saw many people there, each bringing their own items to trade, he was completely stunned.

Although it was no longer snowing, the snow‑driven wind was still extremely cold on people. He was thinly clothed, freezing so his nose ran and turned red, while those tribesmen were dressed heavily.

They wore garments he had never seen before, and in the fierce cold wind they seemed not at all cold.

He also saw his own tribe members there exchanging goods, their faces full of happy smiles—these were Ying Tribe members he had never seen before.

At that moment, he was a bit stunned.

How have his own tribe members become like this now? Qingfeng, seeing him stunned, rushed forward and whispered in his ear, "Look, the streets here are livelier than Shanhai Yishi; people from many places have come. It's really convenient, Great Elder, we shouldn't block it."

She had thought it over all night and understood: Ying really doesn't want to close this place, so they shouldn't come to destroy it.

He hadn't expected it, and as soon as those words were spoken, Sangtian suddenly reached out and slapped Qingfeng hard.

With a "bang", the blow nearly sent Qingfeng sprawling onto the ground.

He was angry, "What do you know? I am an Elder; I decide. This place cannot host a Market street. Without the Heavenly God's decree these are all against the rules. Everyone, leave this place, leave, the Heavenly God is about to punish."

Sangtian shouted loudly, trying to drive the people away, but what he didn't expect was that no one answered his words; one or two tribesmen glanced at him as if he were crazy.

This is ridiculous!

Everyone looked at him with contempt, then each went back to trade for things they were interested in, completely ignoring the old man.

Seeing this scene, Sangtian felt insulted!

The dignity of this Great Elder was challenged, which made him very angry.

The old stubborn man had no recourse, so he used the Killer Move.

"Men, seal off this place for me, seal it completely."

This is ridiculous, Ji Lei, seeing the old man about to seal the place, felt a bit worried and looked at Ying, who had been standing there for a while.

"Ying, what should we do? Should we act?"

Ying had already seen the old man's deeds, waved his hand, "Wait, let the ancestor deal with him."

"Ancestor, she's back?"