Jia Chao couldn't find an animal within ten miles, making it impossible for Jia Chao to use his detoxification technique.
He and Dalang proposed a "very clever" plan, but Dalang rejected it without hesitation.
Jia Chao wanted to cut out a piece of flesh from Dalang's body, and then use his soul power to heal his injury.
In this way, fresh meat is obtained, and Dalang will not lose anything.
But Dalang didn't believe that what Jia Chao said could be realized at all, and he hid far away.
Seeing Da Lang running away on the pretext of catching prey, Jia Chao let out a "poof".
After reviewing everything that happened today, he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to be poisoned.
"It turns out that it's not that the lizard's claws are poisonous, it's that my poison resistance is relatively high! Could it be that the last time I used the Flesh and Flesh Spirit Art to temper my body, I accidentally made myself invulnerable to all poisons?"
Jia Chao thought for a moment and made two openings on his and Xingyue's hands.
Soon, two blood bridges appeared between their hands, and Jia Chao began to use his own blood to detoxify Xingyue.
Because he was worried that his blood was poisonous, Jia Chao did not let Xingyue's blood enter his body for circulation.
He just let her blood get close to the wound on his hand, and then used his soul power to separate the venom from the blood, which was then absorbed by his blood and entered his body.
The detoxification time did not last long, and Xingyue soon opened her eyes.
When she finally figured out that Jia Chao was using this weird method to detoxify herself, Xingyue smiled shyly, making Jia Chao feel quite embarrassed.
"Rabbit, come back quickly! Xingyue's poison has been cured!"
Jia Chao hurriedly contacted Dalang through his spiritual thoughts, who had disappeared somewhere.
But I heard Dalang reply: "If I hadn't told you earlier, I would have almost reached the Sword Tiger Tribe!"
Jia Chao: "Then you wait for us there. Xingyue and I will be there soon!"
After communicating with Dalang, Jia Chao looked at Xingyue's face and asked with concern:
"What do you think? Are you feeling better?"
Xingyue lowered her head and said "Yeah", "I'm fine!"
Jia Chao: "Get up if you have nothing to do! Let's go to the Jianhu tribe to spend the night. Dalang is already there!"
Xingyue said "Oh" and pulled back the hand that was still bleeding.
When Jia Chao saw this, he immediately grabbed her hand and pulled it back, "What are you doing? The treatment is not over yet!"
As he spoke, Jia Chao stretched out his right hand to heal her wound with soul power, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"From today on, we both bleed the same blood."
Hearing this, Xingyue lowered her head and smiled shyly, forgetting to withdraw her raised arm.
At this time, Jia Chao turned around carelessly, and then opened his animal skin coat.
"What's wrong, Chao?" Xingyue was a little stunned by Jia Chao's actions.
Jia Chao shook his head, "It's okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of pale golden arc appeared on his body.
He raised his right hand, pinched his index finger and thumb together, and then slowly separated the two fingers.
At this time, a chopstick-thick pale golden arc formed between the fingers, jumping and making a "crackling" sound.
Seeing this, Xingyue shouted happily: "Achao, you can mobilize the power of the elements. Have you returned to the green level?"
Jia Chao chuckled, "Yes, I got promoted out of nowhere. Why is my chest so hot?"
Xingyue looked at Jia Chao in confusion: "But you didn't do anything! You didn't hunt or kill. Why did you detoxify me and get promoted?"
Jia Chao spread his hands and said he didn't know.
While he and Xingyue were puzzled, the hill behind them appeared.
A naked middle-aged man was squatting by the stream in the Changfeng tribe. Behind him was a shed made of animal skins, with two skeletons lying in the shed.
Judging from the size of the skeletons, their owners should have been two children.
The man picked up a handful of water from the stream, rubbed his face vigorously, then looked at his reflection in the water and cursed:
"Damn it! They all escaped!"
The man was the black lizard killed by Da Lang and Xingyue, and he was an animal whisperer from the black lizard tribe.
He followed the path of a blood-spirited beast whisperer like Ganto, who could transform his body into a beast and become extremely powerful.
But after facing Jia Chao and his team, he had lost twice in a row.
The first time he was killed by Jia Chao with a dagger, and he escaped with only half of his tail.
This time, his body was blown up by Dalang again, leaving only one front paw.
Just when he had just restored his human form with a preserved intact corpse, he suddenly died!
As a last resort, he had to leave his body, and was resurrected again with the body of a Changfeng tribesman that exploded from the spiritual sea space.
After his resurrection, he fell to the green level. If he died again, he would die immediately.
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but look down the mountain.
Jia Chao and Xingyue were there, and they had already set off towards the Sword Tiger Tribe.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the foot of the sword tiger tribe's mountain, they saw Xia Yun already waiting in the distance, but they didn't see Dalang who arrived first.
"Ah Chao! You are finally willing to come to our tribe as a guest!" Xia Yun was very excited, making Jia Chao a little embarrassed.
"Did you only see Ah Chao?" Xingyue was a little dissatisfied with Xia Yun's attitude.
Xia Yun chuckled and drove the saber-toothed tiger on his crotch to the side of the two of them. "Of course I also saw my dear little Xingyue! Come up, I will take you up the mountain."
Jia Chao watched Xingyue jump on Xia Yun's mount and wanted to tease her, but was afraid of being teased back.
After all, this girl Xia Yun dares to ride directly on someone's waist!
On the way up the mountain, no matter what Xia Yun asked him, Jia Chao kept lowering his head, "Okay! Okay!...Yes! Yes! Yes!...Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Xia Yun soon realized that he was perfunctory with her, but Xia Yun was not angry at all, and just kept chatting.
Xingyue sat behind Xia Yun, with her hands around Xia Yun's waist. Listening to the conversation between the two, her heart felt a little complicated.
She wanted to be angry, but when her hand touched Xia Yun's smooth and delicate abdomen, she felt that there was nothing to be angry about.
In this way, Xia Yun sent Jia Chao and the two to Chief Dongfeng's tent. The interior of the tent was completely different from what Jia Chao saw when he first came to the Sword Tiger Tribe.
All the buildings of the Sword Tiger Tribe borrowed from the Yanshi Tribe's architectural structure to a certain extent. Although they did not use masonry structures, they already had the concepts of walls and roofs.
The walls are made of huge trees made into fang-shaped pillars, and the walls are made of earth and stone.
The roof does not use a tile structure, but uses wood as the skeleton and animal skin as the top surface like an umbrella.
Although the animal skins were only roughly tied together, the surface seemed to be coated with some very special material so that the roof would not leak.
There are also many pottery pots burning firewood in Chief Dongfeng's tent, so the tent is very warm and has plenty of light.
Seeing Jia Chao's arrival, Chief Dongfeng, who was surrounded by five people, immediately separated from everyone and walked towards him.
"Chief Achao, are you okay? I heard from Ayun that you seem to have encountered a little trouble!"
As he spoke, Chief Dongfeng put his palm as big as a cattail leaf on Jia Chao's shoulders.
"Quick! Come over here and talk!"
Being pushed involuntarily by Chief Dongfeng, Jia Chao came to the middle of the tent. Only then did he clearly see the faces of the other five people in the tent.
Four of the young men had followed Chief Dongfeng to the Yanshi Tribe.
There is also a woman wearing a strange mask, with a pair of amber eyes that are deep and shining.
"My eldest son Dongyue, my second son Dongniu, my third son Donggua, and my fourth son Dongcao! They have been to the Yanshi Tribe, do you still remember them?"
"Remember, remember!" Jia Chao said solemnly.
Chief Dongfeng ignored Jia Chao's embarrassment and continued to point at the masked woman next to him:
"This is the High Priest Hulan, do you remember it?"
Jia Chao looked at the mask on the face of the High Priest Hulan, and silently recalled in his mind the last time he came to the Sword Tiger Tribe.
"Remember to remember!"
At this time, even if he couldn't remember, he still chose to be polite.
Sure enough, after he finished remembering, the light in the eyes of the high priest named Hulan became much softer.
"Chief Achao, I have heard many legends about you these days!"
Jia Chao nodded and politely greeted the four sons of High Priest Hulan and Chief Dongfeng respectively.
Naturally, a few polite words followed, and everyone started chatting happily.
What they knew was that Jia Chao came to visit, but those who didn't know thought that Jia Chao was returning to his hometown.
The enthusiasm of the people from the Sword Tiger Tribe made Jia Chao feel a little weird.
"Chief Dongfeng, the four of them all have Dong in their names like you, why does Xia Yun..."
"Because they were all born in winter, only Ayun was born in summer!" Before Jia Chao could finish the question, Chief Dongfeng gave the answer.
The whole chat process was like this. Chief Dongfeng, a burly uncle with an ordinary appearance, was a completely outspoken chatterbox, which once made Jia Chao think that he was a sincere person.
Until Chief Dongfeng suddenly asked:
"Chief Achao, how did your tribe make the pots and basins?"
Jia Chao silently glanced at Xia Yun, who was sitting in the corner of the tent, and finally realized that this family was not as simple as he thought.
In particular, Chief Dongfeng is quite clever.
He was actually waiting for me here, wanting to know the craftsmanship of making pottery.
Jia Chao laughed and asked, "Great Chief Dongfeng, why is your tribe called the Sword Tiger Tribe?"
Chief Dongfeng was stunned when he heard this, "Because there are many saber-toothed tigers in our tribe!"
Jia Chao: "Then why is our tribe called the Yanshi Tribe?"
Chief Dongfeng: "Why?"
Jia Chao: "Because our tribe has Yanshi Mountain!"
Chief Dongfeng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the High Priest Hulan beside him, "What is Yanshi Mountain?"
Jia Chao waved his arms exaggeratedly and said, "Have you ever seen burning stones? Hot stones can flow like water, and anything that falls into them will turn into black smoke and disappear!"
"I heard this from the elders in the tribe!" High Priest Hulan on the side suddenly interjected:
"The mountain of the Flame Stone Tribe once became angry and spewed out many burning stones. Those stones fell like fire from the sky and killed many people and animals!"
Everyone opened their mouths in surprise when they heard her words. To them, it was as incredible as a loving mother suddenly killing her child.
"Our Sword Tiger Tribe does not have such a flame stone!" Chief Dongfeng muttered.
When Jia Chao saw this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It seemed that the Yanshi Mountains was really a volcano.
"Chief Dongfeng, why are you asking about pottery? I remember Uncle Nushi just sent a batch of pottery here not long ago!"
