Chapter 42: The Healer Is a Demoness

After saying that, she entered the Cave, took out the solar‑powered flashlight, then went out and switched it on; although it was daytime, the dense vegetation in the thicket let her flashlight instantly shine.

Suddenly, a white beam struck the thicket.

This action made everyone jump in fright, "Ah, that's a white light!"

"The white light you're talking about is this thing, huh? No knowledge. This is called a flashlight, something I brought from my hometown, used to illuminate at night. Ying, have you seen this thing?"

Ying walked over, took the flashlight and examined it closely, "That's right, this is Qinghuan's item. What a demoness, Xiao Dunzi, how dare you slander the Goddess as a demoness?"

"Clan Leader, spare me, I'm also…"

"Even if she isn't a demoness, the Old Clan Leader was killed by her. Ying, would you disregard the lives of the Tribe for an outsider female?"

Hearing this, the Tribe members echoed, wanting Ying to avenge the Old Clan Leader. As they spoke, someone from not far away arrived… "Ying"

"A Mu, why did you come?"

A Mu, having heard that the Old Clan Leader had an incident, also wanted to see. She saw Nan Qinghuan and said, "Tribe members, I believe Nan Qinghuan did not cause the Old Clan Leader's death. Last night everyone applied his Herbal Medicine, and nothing happened."

"Yes, we're all fine. We trust the Goddess's medicine; the Clan Leader's death must have another cause."

"I also believe."

Because A Mu's arrival defended Nan Qinghuan, the Tribe's belief in her as the Goddess grew even stronger, but Xi He was relentless, "She is your A Mu, so of course you speak together. Pity the Old Clan Leader."

"Xi He, stop spreading demonic rumors here. I said the Old Clan Leader's death has nothing to do with me. I'll go investigate how he died."

Dropping that, she hurriedly looked back at Ying, "Ying, let me go see the Old Clan Leader. If I fail to find the true culprit, you may punish me as you see fit."

"Huaner…"

Ying knew it wasn't her, and knew that Xi He was taking revenge on him; Xi He had previously lost a contest for the Clan Leader position to him, so has harbored a grudge.

This time he must be trying to use this opportunity to have the Tribe strip him of the Clan Leader position, which would benefit him.

"Please agree to me."

"Ying, just let Qinghuan try it. A Mu believes in her."

Hearing this, Nan Qinghuan reached behind and grasped A Mu's hand. A Mu looked older than before, which made Nan Qinghuan's nose tingle, "A Mu, thank you for believing in me; I will not betray your trust."

Since she arrived here, she has known that A Mu is a good person; she truly is good and has always spoken for her.

A Mu nodded, her eyes full of kindness, "A Mu believes in you; a Goddess who can heal will not harm."

The night was still; the communal Cave had been cleared. The Cave where the Old Clan Leader and his people lived housed over forty wild people. Last night they were all here healing wounds, but only the Old Clan Leader died.

She returned to the Cave, but upon seeing the Old Clan Leader's corpse, her heart ached. The Old Clan Leader was one of the few warmth she felt here; she never expected… "Axi, are you scared?"

Axi shook her head; in her eyes the Old Clan Leader's corpse was no different from an animal's, why be afraid? "Qinghuan, we're not afraid of dead bodies; we only fear starving with nothing to eat."

Hearing this, Nan Qinghuan widened her eyes, "Could they be cannibals?"

Seeing Nan Qinghuan's startled gaze, Axi instantly understood her wild guess, "Don't think we're afraid; we don't eat our own kind."

Nan Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief; thinking it was like that was simply too terrifying.

In front of her lay the Old Clan Leader's corpse, thinly lying on the stone as if asleep. She stood up, bowed slightly with respect, "Old Clan Leader, rest assured, I will find the true culprit and avenge you."

"Qinghuan, what does finding the true culprit have to do with looking at the corpse?"

"Silly girl, you must examine the corpse to know how they died, then you can find the true culprit."

"Qinghuan, you know so many things, truly impressive; no wonder you're a Goddess. I knew Xi He was resentful of Ying; he deliberately wants to split you apart."

"Is that so? I'm afraid he'll be disappointed."

Nan Qinghuan began the autopsy on the Old Clan Leader. She found black substance on his fingernails. Quickly, she drew a Silver Needle from her sleeve—something she always carried in her pouch—and realized it could now be used in this Ancient People investigation.

Axi saw her insert that long Silver Needle into the Old Clan Leader's body, blinking, "Qinghuan, what is this?"

Nan Qinghuan said little and continued her work; soon, she seemed to understand.

"I know who the true culprit is?"

Hearing this, Axi was very startled, "Qinghuan, who?"

She immediately stood, cleaned the Silver Needle and put it away, "Go summon Ying and everyone, and remember, don't let that one called Xi He escape."

As soon as she said that, Axi seemed to guess something, hurried out to call Ying and the others in. Soon, Ying brought the Tribe members inside, "Huaner."

"Ying, I have found the person who killed the Clan Leader."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, "Goddess, who?"

Nan Qinghuan glanced at the crowd, then extended a finger toward the people.

"It's him."

The crowd's gaze followed her finger, and it turned out to be… Ying squinted slightly, "Xiao Dunzi?"

Xiao Dunzi, standing beside Xi He, turned pale as earth and trembled, "You're spouting nonsense. How could I have killed the Old Clan Leader? You did, your medicine caused his death."

Xi He sneered, "So this is the culprit you found; how could Xiao Dunzi possibly have killed the Clan Leader?"

"Don't you admit it? I examined the Clan Leader's body and discovered the cause of death. You may not understand, but the Clan Leader was poisoned. The herb is called Sanli grass. You don't know it, but I do. I've researched Sanli grass; it only grows on the black soil of the mountain, whereas other places have yellow soil mud. Look at Xiao Dunzi's feet…"

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, looking at Xiao Dunzi's soles. He was instantly terrified; indeed, his soles were covered in yellow mud. It was fortunate they were Ancient People, who wore no Shoes and didn't know how to conceal themselves; any deed left clear evidence.

Ying, seeing the mountain mud on Xiao Dunzi's soles, became angry and immediately aimed his Bow and arrow at Xiao Dunzi, "Is it you?"

Xiao Dunzi, seeing himself exposed, could not have imagined how powerful this female was; even his secret nighttime deeds were uncovered. "You deserve death."

"Don't kill me, Clan Leader, don't kill me. It's Xi He, Xi He made me do this."

While speaking, Xiao Dunzi implicated Xi He. As soon as he said that, Xi He tried to argue, "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever let you harm the Clan Leader?"