Chapter 193: Sulfur

Baifeng watched with interest as Chinv fumbled in her bosom, wanting to see what good thing she could pull out that might make his eyes light up.

He did not believe that anyone in this era could clearly record events; if there were such a person, it could only be he, Baifeng. If she could truly record the secrets of the Suiren clan in any form, then Baifeng would be very willing to revoke her status as a Slave and would even earnestly cultivate her.

However, after Chinv fished around for a long time and opened her palm, there was only a clump of yellow powder. Baifeng was somewhat confused; shouldn't it be the secrets of the Suiren clan? Why would she take this out, and what did this have to do with the Suiren clan?

"This thing is called a Fire Spirit; it is a treasure of our Jiangben Tribe. We believe it is the incarnation of the Fire God and can protect the members of our Jiangben Tribe. Wangzuo was once a member of our tribe as well, and we would carry this thing on our persons."

"But this time, after he led the Suiren clan to occupy our tribe, he secretly went to take a lot of this Fire Spirit for himself. He is not a person of our tribe, so the Fire God will no longer protect him. I don't know what he took it for, and it seems he never told the people of the Suiren clan about this matter."

"By the way, after this Fire Spirit is ignited, it has a blue flame!"

Baifeng did not care about the information she said before, because he did not care how the Suiren clan attacked the Jiangben Tribe, and he fundamentally did not believe in any incarnation of the Fire God; it must be that they had once again categorized something they could not understand into the realm of theology.

But when she said this yellow powder could emit a blue flame, Baifeng's heart skipped a beat, because this belonged to a flame test, and something that could produce this reaction would certainly be of use to him.

Baifeng suppressed his excitement and asked Chinv for the powder. Chinv handed it to Baifeng without the slightest hesitation; this was an important moment that would change her destiny, and she would not be foolish.

After receiving the item, the pungent odor did not make Baifeng angry; instead, he stood up straight and laughed heartily. The thing he had been lacking had finally been found. With this thing, he could create thermal Weapons and thoroughly look down upon this era.

Baifeng's tone could not hide his excitement: "This thing is called Sulfur. Sulfur is originally the essence of fire; you call it a Fire Spirit, the incarnation of the Fire God, which is actually not wrong. This thing can have great uses. You said your tribe has it—is there a lot of it, and how far is it from here?"

Hearing Baifeng ask this, Chinv knew there was hope for her status, but for the sake of caution, she still asked first: "Is this thing enough to let me leave behind my status as a Slave?"

"Of course. From now on, you are not only no longer a Slave, you are a member of our Baifeng Tribe. If enough of this stuff can be brought back, I can have someone build you a house and give you enough food, with the same treatment as our old tribesmen!"

Chinv did not care about Baifeng's subsequent promises; the mere fact of leaving behind her status as a Slave was enough to make her excited. Long-term hunger—although she could eat half-full in the Baifeng Tribe—combined with the constant fear, under such stimulation, she fainted directly.

Baifeng let out an "oops," quickly jumped off the field ridge, and helped Chinv up. The Soldiers nearby saw this and also hurried over to check. Baifeng saw at a glance that it was sudden stimulation that her weak body could not withstand, causing her to faint.

Fortunately, it was not too serious. He pinched her acupoints with his fingernails and used his Dajian to prick the Ten Declarations to let blood. After fussing for a while, Chinv finally woke up. Only then did Baifeng discover that the little bit of Sulfur he had was already scattered everywhere, and he didn't even have a bit left in his hand.

However, this did not matter. As long as people were alive, there would always be a chance to find a Sulfur Mine; digging anywhere would yield more than that little bit just now.

Chinv was still very weak, and she was very thin and light. Baifeng lifted her up with a gentle hoist, then carried the groggy Chinv toward his room in a princess carry.

Kicking the door open with his foot, Baifeng placed Chinv on the kang, then found the honey he kept in his room for Sui to snack on. After dissolving a little in hot water, he fed it to Chinv, and only then did Chinv recover some spirit.

The first thing she did after she had the strength was to try to get down, because she felt she had no qualification to sit on this kang. Even if she didn't know this was Baifeng's room, just from the location, size, and the furnishings inside, Chinv knew it certainly wasn't a place an ordinary person could live in.

The Soldiers who followed Baifeng were sensible enough not to enter; instead, they watched the Tribal Chief place the woman on the kang and then turned and left. They did not think a woman who was thin to that extent could have any way to harm one of the strongest Soldiers of their tribe.

Baifeng ignored them and let them let their imaginations run wild. As a dignified Tribal Chief, let alone carrying one woman, even if he carried ten women back to his room, what of it? Moreover, Baifeng truly did not do anything untoward to Chinv.

And now he really did not have that thought. Even if she fit his aesthetic, he still had to properly nourish her body and ensure cleanliness; he didn't know how long it had been since she bathed, and the fur she wore was matted. It was precisely the concealment of such a strong odor that prevented Baifeng from smelling the strong scent of the Sulfur; he feared others would not be able to smell it either.

Baifeng stopped Chinv, who wanted to get off the kang: "Just lie down properly for now. Your body is too weak; rest for a while before getting down. No one here will blame you."

Only then did Chinv continue to lie down, though her hands remained twisted together, appearing very uneasy.

Seeing her emotions calm down and the honey water ingested, there should be no more problems now. Only then did Baifeng continue to ask about the previous topic: "Does your Jiangben Tribe have a lot of this thing?"

Chinv sat up with difficulty—Baifeng's stopping her was useless; it seemed only in this way could she feel a bit more at ease while answering. She looked at Baifeng, nodded, and said, "Mm."

Since that was the case, then it was easy to handle.

"Then is your tribe's territory far from here? Are there still Soldiers of the Suiren clan stationed there now, or has your tribe already been occupied by people of the Suiren clan?"

Chinv kept muttering something in her mouth, as if she couldn't calculate the numbers. Finally, she stammered: "From the time we were captured by the tribe to the Suiren clan, we walked for... for ten-plus days. From the Suiren clan to here, we walked for another ten-plus days. In total... there are..."

A journey of nearly a month. As long as Chinv didn't count wrong even for the numbers of ten-plus places, that was fine; he didn't expect Chinv to be able to do addition or subtraction.

"Then do you know what the situation of your tribe is now?"

Perhaps because a long time had passed, Chinv no longer felt too sad: "The Soldiers of our tribe were all killed. The Tribal Chief and some others were taken away for sacrifices. Those who survived are people like me."