Chapter 1348 - 1398: Counterfeit Convention
Black Miao Village, almost the entire night, Song An didn’t sleep, constantly cursing out loud. His lower abdomen throbbed with the pain from Li Yifei’s kicks, and a steel needle was lodged in the cartilage of his knee. In the Black Miao Village, there was no anesthetic; he could only rely on the witch doctor in the village to pull it out raw and apply some medicine. The witch doctor wanted to use a worm on him, let it bite the wound to relieve the pain, but Song An was so frightened at the sight of the sinister worm that he almost lost control of his bladder. He kicked the witch doctor away with his good leg and curled up in bed.
The young Miao girl that Tianbao provided to serve him couldn’t even spark his interest. His lower abdomen was killing him; how could he be in the mood for anything?
So he spent the entire night cursing Li Yifei, letting half the village hear his ghostly wails, but they couldn’t understand what he was shouting about.
Compared to Song An, Tianbao felt a bit better. He mostly had superficial wounds; one foot was stepped on, but it wasn’t serious, and the swelling on half of his face could quickly subside. Yet, he was still displeased. A large Miao village with thousands of people was stormed by one person, who wreaked havoc. Twenty or so skilled people in the village, including himself, were instantly knocked down. This humiliation was unbearable for him.
"Someone, bring all the elders to me," Tianbao shouted to the outside after treating his bruises, and soon several elders gathered.
"I asked you all here to discuss serious matters. You already know that today, an outsider broke into our village; not only did he injure more than twenty of our young men but also rescued that pesky White Miao of Bunong." Tianbao leaned on the chair, glanced at the elders, and seeing their expressions were normal, he fiercely slammed the table, snarling, "This is provocation, blatant provocation. Why have those damned White Miao occupied the Miao Gorge for forty years? That’s our Holy Land, where the divine body of the Chiyou God is buried. Just because of one person’s words forty years ago, we have to surrender it and endure humiliation..."
"Ahem... clan chief, we have to seek revenge for this grudge, but isn’t the test in three days a bit too hasty?" a slightly younger elder coughed lightly, interrupting Tianbao.
Tianbao nodded slightly dissatisfied, glaring at the other person, "I know what you’re going to say; our Worm King hasn’t matured yet, and the timing isn’t right. But let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Song Family is here, you all heard their response that day. As long as we align with the Song Family, there are countless benefits, and this time, the Song Family said they will help us seize back the Black Miao Holy Land, even assist us at the government level, as long as we can defeat the White Miao."