When Mu Yunjin saw those tribal chieftains, they also spotted her leaning against the tree trunk at the same moment. Their eyes suddenly lit up as they quickly ran toward her.

After getting closer, they found Chu Qing and Rong Min standing in the way and pushed them aside. “You two move over first!”

“Little girl, you’re with that group of people who made the bet, right?” The chieftain standing at the front excitedly pointed at Mu Yunjin.

Mu Yunjin nodded.

“That’s good. It seems that the old man hasn’t run away yet. Where did he go? Tell me quickly, I need to find him to collect on our bet and ask him for the divine weapon!” the chieftain said excitedly.

Mu Yunjin looked at the chieftains before her, rolling her eyes slightly before revealing a faint smile. “I know where they are, but I’m injured now and can’t walk.”

“What? Can’t walk? Then just point us in the right direction, and we’ll find them ourselves,” one chieftain said.

As soon as he finished speaking, another spoke up, “No, no, she needs to take us there. What if she’s deceiving us?”

“You have a point.” Upon hearing this, the chieftain looked at Mu Yunjin. “Since you can’t walk, I’ll carry you on my back. If you, a little girl, dare to trick us, we’ll hold you accountable!”

“Alright, then I’ll trouble you to take me there.” Mu Yunjin curved her lips slightly, thinking that these people had arrived at just the right time.

After getting Mu Yunjin’s confirmation, the chieftain squatted down, preparing to carry her away.

At this moment, Chu Qing approached with a gloomy face. “What’s going on, chieftains? How have you started colluding with this demonic woman?”

These people had all met Black Robe when they arrived, so why were they now helping Mu Yunjin?

Seeing this, one chieftain indifferently replied, “We suddenly realized that what Feng Lan asked us to do was too boring, so we decided not to do it anymore.”

“Besides, she’s just a nice young girl. You’re a grown man—why are you calling her a demonic woman?”

At these words, the chieftains all nodded in agreement.

Chu Qing darkened his eyes and counted the people present—there were six here. It wouldn’t be impossible to deal with them, but it would probably take some time.

Rong Min’s face also turned ashen as he waited for Chu Qing’s next move.

“Little girl, hurry up. I’ll carry you to find that old man,” said the squatting chieftain to Mu Yunjin.

Mu Yunjin didn’t hesitate. She climbed onto his back and let him carry her. “Go south.”

The chieftain nodded and stepped toward the south.

The other five chieftains immediately followed, completely ignoring Chu Qing and Rong Min.

Chu Qing checked the time. The sun was nearly setting, and he didn’t know how long Feng Cang could hold out. The poison in Mu Yunjin’s body was probably about to enter her heart meridians…

So, with a fierce look in his eyes, he lightly waved the folding fan in his hand, sending a sharp beam of light toward the chieftains.

The chieftains sensed something wrong, furrowed their brows, and immediately dodged. When they turned around and saw Chu Qing’s cold face, they became furious.

“Chu Qing, what do you mean by this?” one chieftain roared.

“Anyone who blocks this prince’s path must die!” Chu Qing narrowed his eyes and attacked the chieftains without another word.

Rong Min immediately followed suit.

The chieftain carrying Mu Yunjin hadn’t moved yet. Seeing Chu Qing suddenly attack, he was slightly stunned.

Just as he was about to speak, he looked down and saw that Mu Yunjin’s right hand was black and purple, clearly showing signs of severe poisoning.

The chieftain immediately showed shock. “Hey, little girl, you’ve been poisoned?”

“Elder, please take me south quickly…” Mu Yunjin suddenly felt extremely dizzy, and the objects before her eyes were blurring to the point where she could barely see.

She wanted to take the Snow Spirit Pill, but she didn’t know if Hua Ying had a method to detoxify. If detoxification were possible, she wouldn’t waste this only life-saving medicine.

If Hua Ying had no solution, then she would consider using the Snow Spirit Pill.

“Alright, hang in there first!” After hearing this, the chieftain didn’t care about the five people fighting with Chu Qing behind him and quickly ran toward the south as Mu Yunjin had indicated.

Seeing Mu Yunjin escaping, Chu Qing cursed under his breath and turned to Rong Min. “You stay here and block them. This prince will go after her!”

With these words, Chu Qing leaped away, breaking free from the chieftains’ encirclement, and chased after Mu Yunjin in the direction she had disappeared.

Rong Min was dumbfounded. He was skilled with poisons but only average in martial arts. Wasn’t Chu Qing sending him to his death by running away?

Also, hadn’t Chu Qing said he had arranged for several hundred assassins? Why were none of them visible now?

While Rong Min pondered these questions, he faced wave after wave of attacks. Just as he was about to use poison, he saw several burly men approaching from a distance.

“Hey, Remu, who are you fighting with?” One of the approaching men called out to one of the five chieftains.

The chieftain called Remu paused and replied, “It’s that little bastard Chu Qing. He dared to attack us. Grandpa is going to fight him to the end!”

“That’s strange. You only came down the mountain half an hour before us, and you’ve already encountered something like this.”

“Stop wasting words! Go quickly to the south to help Tuer. He’s carrying an injured girl and running alone, and Chu Qing is chasing after him!” Remu said.

After he finished speaking, those men immediately changed direction and chased toward the south.

Rong Min, seeing them talking, was just about to retreat when one of the chieftains discovered him and swung his knife toward him.

The other four also reacted and slashed at Rong Min.

Rong Min stepped back several times, trying to reach for his poison powder, only to find his sleeves empty. Then he remembered that he had fed all the powder to the red-patterned flower snake earlier.

There were no poisonous substances around him now.

“Bang…”

As Rong Min was thinking, he was kicked in the chest and sent flying.

Lying on the ground, seeing those men enraged and swinging their knives at him, Rong Min shrank back and retreated several steps…

Just as Rong Min saw a flash of the blade about to cut him down, dozens of black-clothed men suddenly emerged from the bushes on both sides.

With a “ding” sound, a flying dart hit the large knife, preventing it from cutting Rong Min.

“Prince Han, we arrived late,” a black-clothed man knelt before Rong Min.

Seeing this, Rong Min couldn’t help but laugh. He knew it—he wasn’t destined to die yet!

“Kill them for this prince!” After laughing, Rong Min’s eyes revealed a hint of viciousness as he looked toward the five tribal chieftains.

The five tribal chieftains were stunned at first, then grew even angrier. “We originally wanted to leave you half a life, but now don’t blame us for being ruthless!”

As soon as these words were spoken, one of them pulled out a bone chain from his neck, put the bone to his lips, and blew gently.

A whistle sound came from the bone chain.

“Hmph! Don’t forget, when we came, we brought people from my tribe and ambushed them on various mountains. Although they weren’t needed in the end, they came nonetheless!” Remu shouted angrily.

Unexpectedly, this journey had turned into a fight between ‘our people.’

…

Tuer carried Mu Yunjin and ran very fast. In his urgency, he even used his true energy, but after running for a short while, Chu Qing caught up.

After Chu Qing’s footsteps settled, a group of black-clothed men emerged from the surroundings and stood behind him, presenting an imposing sight.

Seeing these men he had arranged coming so promptly, Chu Qing gave them an appreciative look.

“Chu Qing, are you deliberately trying to cross me?” Tuer was furious.

Chu Qing smiled and shook his head. “This prince originally had a score to settle with the woman on your back, but since you insist on interfering, this prince has no choice but to deal with you as well.”

“Pah! Two grown men poisoning a young girl—what kind of real men are you? I’m telling you, I’m going to interfere in this girl’s affairs!” Tuer angrily retorted.

Finally, he spoke gently to Mu Yunjin, “Little girl, don’t be afraid.”

Upon hearing these words, a trace of guilt flashed through Mu Yunjin’s heart. She had originally planned to use these chieftains to take her to a safe place.

But now she had brought them mortal danger, yet he was still telling her… not to be afraid.

Mu Yunjin frowned, looking at Chu Qing and the number of black-clothed men in front of her, estimating that Tuer definitely couldn’t defeat them.

“Why don’t you put me down?” Mu Yunjin frowned and said to Tuer.

“Don’t worry, these few aren’t worth my concern!” Tuer replied.

After he spoke, panting sounds came from behind. “My goodness, old Tu, what’s going on? Weren’t we supposed to find that old man who made the bet to get the divine weapon? How did this turn into a fight?”

The men who had heard Remu’s words had run over.

“Hmph, isn’t it because certain people are now blocking my path to get the divine weapon?” Tuer nodded toward Chu Qing.

“That’s easy to solve! Leave it to us, brothers. You go ask that old man for the divine weapon. Once you get it, let’s leave this cursed place and go drink!”

“Alright, it’s settled!”

Seeing people arriving, Chu Qing turned to the nearest black-clothed man beside him and said, “You all hold back those newcomers.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

…

The black-clothed men fought with the newly arrived men while Tuer found that no matter how he ran, Chu Qing always blocked his path.

Tuer was frustrated and also worried that Mu Yunjin couldn’t hold out against the poison.

“Little girl, I’ll put you down first. You sit by that tree, and watch me beat this little bastard to death!” Tuer put Mu Yunjin down, and just as he was about to charge out, Mu Yunjin extended her wrist.

“Phoenix Tail Whip, take it.” Mu Yunjin observed that Tuer had no weapons, and fighting bare-handed might not be advantageous.

Hearing the words “Phoenix Tail Whip,” Tuer’s eyes lit up. “The divine weapon Phoenix Tail Whip—I’ve heard of it but never seen it. Today I’m fortunate enough to witness it.”

Mu Yunjin smiled without saying much.

After taking the Phoenix Tail Whip, Tuer channeled his true energy and, without another word, swung it toward Chu Qing.

Using the divine weapon Phoenix Tail Whip for the first time, Tuer found it quite novel as he struck at Chu Qing again and again.

Mu Yunjin leaned against the tree trunk and lifted her sleeve to find that her entire poisoned right arm had darkened considerably.

She was now trapped and truly couldn’t leave anytime soon.

No, she couldn’t just sit and wait for death.

Thinking this, while Tuer was engaged in battle with Chu Qing, Mu Yunjin took out the bells from her sleeve, broke open one of them, and removed a small pill…