Chapter 225 (1/2)

While everyone was immersed in grief, A’Mang secretly asked Nan Xun, “A’Xi, do you really have a way to save them? Will it cost you a lot with your witchery?”

The corner of Nan Xun’s mouth twitched violently when she heard the word “witchery.”

As long as she said it, A’Mang would believe her every word.

“A’Mang, I lied to them just now. I have no way to save them yet,” Nan Xun replied.

A’Mang pursed his lips, and his expression suddenly became dignified. It wasn’t known whether he was thinking that Nan Xun was hiding a secret or something else.

Suddenly, he suggested, “When it’s dark, I’ll secretly kill and burn those who are infected so the disease won’t spread.”

The man’s expression was very serious, he definitely wasn’t joking.

Little Eight: “Fuck, ying ying ying, I’m scared to death. This savage is so cruel that he could easily kill people.”

Nan Xun comforted him, “In ancient times, people’s desires and thoughts are directly revealed on their faces. I think A’Mang is straightforward and so cute.”

Little Eight: …

Nan Xun didn’t let A’Mang do such a thing. She didn’t want A’Mang to have so many murders on his back, which would be a curse for future generations.1

Nan Xun focused her attention on Little Eight and asked, “Do you have any pills to cure the plague?”

Little Eight became guarded immediately. “Why? Do you want me to save these people? Let me tell you, that’s impossible. The pills are limited and it’s not something we can intervene in.”

Nan Xun didn’t bother Little Eight anymore. She suddenly gave an easygoing smile. “Little Eight, you reminded me that these are indeed things we can’t intervene in, but Chuxue can. She must have a way.”

“A’Mang, let’s go! Go to my former tribe.”

The cannibal tribe craned their necks to watch the fire-breathing bird carry away the man and woman until they became a small speck in the sky.

“Do you think A’Xi is really a witch? Will she really save us?” one of them suddenly asked.

Everyone was silent.

If this disease was really caused by A’Xi, why would she save them?

Who said that one who can control beasts must be a witch, she may also be an envoy of the god Uto2 who brought humanity harvests and happiness ah! That strange bird could spew fire and wasn’t a man-eating beast, it may be a divine beast ah!3

The clan’s expressions suddenly changed from suspicion and hatred into awe when thinking of this.

God Uto! A’Xi wasn’t a witch, she was an envoy of the god Uto who brought harvests and happiness!

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When Big Grey arrived at Chuxue’s tribe, it wasn’t as lucky as before. Before it could land, the men in the tribe began to shoot at it with bows and arrows.

Big Grey was so angry that it was about to open its beak to spew fire at the tribe, but Nan Xun quickly appeased it.

Nan Xun stood up and A’Mang held her legs in time so she wouldn’t fall off from being unbalanced.

“Chuxue, it’s me! I’m A’Xi—” Nan Xun shouted to the tribe. “Chuxue, I’m looking for you because it’s urgent—”

After that, Nan Xun had Big Grey land in an open space outside the tribe.

Soon after, Chuxue and A’Yu led 30 to 40 warriors out.

Seeing A’Xi, Chuxue couldn’t hide her joy. After she said something to the guarded A’Yu, she couldn’t wait to run towards Nan Xun. “A’Xi, I missed you very much! How are you doing with the cannibal tribe?”

Nan Xun didn’t have time to reminisce with Chuxue. Instead, she quickly explained the purpose of her visit.

Chuxue was very surprised. “A’Xi, are you talking about the plague? The plague broke out in our tribe some time ago, but I found a kind of grass root that can cure it so all the infected were treated. I thought it was only our tribe that was infected with it, could the other tribes…”