Chapter 190: Chapter 190

"Physical strength comparable to someone in the Middle Stage True Martial Realm?"

Cailian was slightly startled. The strongest person in their small tribe was only at the Middle Stage True Martial Realm.

"Alright, dad needs to rest now. Besides taking care of this kid, don't forget that the Black Hawk Tribe is coming to collect medicine tomorrow. Hurry up and prepare it for them. We can't afford to offend such a belligerent mid-sized tribe."

The old man solemnly instructed.

"Mhm, don't worry dad, I know."

Cailian frowned slightly and nodded.

The Black Hawk Tribe was also a tribe along the banks of the Holy River, but it was much larger in scale than the Baihua Tribe, being a mid-sized tribe, with a more brutal culture, constantly waging external wars and expansion, having already conquered several nearby small tribes one after another.

If it weren't for the Baihua Tribe's ability in alchemy, providing urgently needed medicines for the Black Hawk Tribe's widespread conquests, their own tribe would probably not have been spared.

In short, they couldn't afford to offend the Black Shadow Tribe, hence after feeding Letian a bowl of Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Medicine, Cailian then took out Holy River Water and hurried to prepare medicine for the Black Hawk Tribe.

As the stars wheeled and day and night interchanged.

The next morning, Zhao Letian woke up. Although he was still extremely weak and unable to move, he could open his eyes and look around at the unfamiliar tent.

"Awake so soon? Such a strong recovery ability. Come, open your mouth and drink this bowl of medicine."

While Zhao Letian was surveying his surroundings, Cailian walked in with a bowl of nourishing medicine, smiling slightly and sitting at the bedside.

Seeing this strange and beautiful woman, Zhao Letian's eyes showed an unsure and alert expression. Through her dress and adornments, he naturally discerned that this tall, healthy-bronzed beauty was from the Gray Wolf Kingdom.

"What's the matter? Can't you move? Alright then, let me feed you."

Seeing that Zhao Letian didn't open his mouth, Cailian gave a resigned smile, helped him sit up, and personally fed him the medicine.

Initially, Zhao Letian was resistant. He didn't know what medicine this Gray Wolf beauty was giving him, but then he thought that if she had wanted to harm him, he wouldn't have managed to live until now in his current state. So, he reluctantly mustered up the strength to swallow the delivered soup medicine.

After the medicine entered his stomach, its effects immediately dispersed, turning into streams of warmth, flowing into and gradually replenishing the Essence Blood Zhao Letian had lost.

"You rest for now; we can talk when you're able to speak."

After feeding the medicine, Cailian smiled sweetly and walked out.

In the tent, Zhao Letian was left alone, his thoughts beginning to whirl.

He only remembered seeing a woman of perfect form and sanctity before completely passing out. As for how his internal injuries had healed and how he managed to break through to the True Martial Fourth Realm, let alone how he ended up here, he had no idea.

Of course, these details weren't important. The urgent task at hand was for him to recover as soon as possible and regain control of his body.

However, when he thought about it, he couldn't help but frown.

The soup medicine fed to him by that beauty was good, but it was just ordinary medicine after all, incomparable to the Power of Elixir. If he could take some healing and nourishing elixirs from his storage ring, he would recover much faster.

Yet now, he couldn't even move a finger, let alone speak, or use True Yuan to take things from the Storage Ring.

Especially bad was that he faintly felt as if someone had imposed a terrible restriction inside his body, and he feared that even after recovery, it might still be impossible to regain his strength.

But regarding all this, he was now utterly powerless, and could only wait until he had recovered a bit before trying to understand the situation here.

"Cailian, where is she? Let her come to see me. This young master's visit isn't just to collect medicine; I also intend to propose to her. I want to bring her back to the Black Hawk Tribe."

"Esteemed Young Master Wusu'er, Cailian is busy treating patients. Please wait for a moment."

"I don't care, I want to see Cailian right now. Old geezer Mu Lang, get out of my way."

At this moment, suddenly a commotion erupted from outside, followed by a series of disorderly footsteps that rapidly approached the tent.

Zhao Letian furrowed his brows; listening to the sounds, it seemed that this Young Master Wusu'er bore ill-will. Content sourced from * – My Virtual Library Empire.

"Wusu'er, please leave our tribe immediately. We have already given you the medicine materials; the Baihua Tribe does not welcome you."

Outside the tent, Cailian's indifferent voice could be heard.

"Cailian, you should be very clear about my feelings for you. Marry me and come back to the Black Hawk Tribe with me, where you will have limitless cultivation resources at your disposal and no longer have to make medicine for others."

Wusu'er spoke overbearingly.

"I've already told you, I have no interest in you. I'm not interested in the cultivation resources you plunder from other tribes. Let me say it one last time, please leave immediately."

Cailian's tone was resolute.

"Hmph! Cailian, I have been quite polite to you; don't force me to resort to violence. The Black Hawk Tribe is not one to be trifled with. If you anger me, I won't mind wiping out your tribe and taking you back by force."

Wusu'er spoke in a fit of rage.

"You can try. Don't think I don't know that your Black Hawk Tribe is currently engaged in a fierce battle with another middle-tier tribe, and every day many of your people are wounded and in desperate need of the medicinal materials provided by our Baihua Tribe. If you kill us, you will surely be defeated. You're merely bluffing and don't dare lay a finger on us. So, take your men and scram."

Cailian spoke fearlessly.

"Fine, fine, you're fierce, Cailian. Just wait for me. After the Black Hawk Tribe wins this battle, the next target will be your Baihua Tribe. When the Black Hawk's mighty forces bear down upon you, not only will you have to marry me, but your entire Baihua Tribe will have to submit. Let's go!"

In a display of furious embarrassment, Wusu'er harshly announced his departure and led his men away.

"Cailian, you're being too impulsive. Even if you don't want to marry him, there's no need to provoke him like that. This Wusu'er is brutal and murderous. If the Black Hawk Tribe manages to win this battle, they may indeed send troops against our Baihua Tribe next."

Cailian's father, Mu Lang, said with a frown.

"Dad, this Wusu'er has harassed me not once or twice. If I don't firmly reject him, he will surely become more aggressive. As for the Black Hawk Tribe sending troops against our Baihua Tribe, it's only a matter of time and won't change because of my attitude. We can only prepare as soon as possible."

Cailian shook her head.

"You're right; if push comes to shove, we might have to consider migrating the whole tribe."

Mu Lang said helplessly.

Inside the tent, Zhao Letian heard the conversation between Cailian and the others loud and clear, his eyes flickering thoughtfully.