The tribal chief is such a noble being, how could I be worthy of Ah Xiang?

Nachin seemed to notice her brother's disappointment and whispered in his ear, "Don't think about it. Anyway, you're not the rightful wife."

As always, her sister's words were cutting, and Daiqing felt as if an arrow had struck her knee.

However, looking at Gan Xiuming, Dai Qing felt more confident.

He secretly thought to himself, if Gan Xiuming can follow the Lord, why can't I?

The Lord will eventually tire of those pretty boys from the Central Plains, and that will be his chance to rise to power.

Tu Longjian was unaware of the different thoughts of the people present. When she saw the rift open an exit, she invited them to go out together.

Before Tu Longjian could even speak, Dai Qing had already taken the initiative to carry Gan Xiuming on his back.

The Lord still dotes on this pretty boy, so he needs to behave well and absolutely cannot be a bad man who only gets jealous and causes trouble.

Sure enough, the Lord's gaze softened a bit when he looked at him. Dai Qing was secretly delighted, completely unaware that he had already embarked on a path of scheming from which there was no turning back.

As soon as they stepped outside, they were met by Fang Milu and Peng Nana, whose eyes were red and swollen.

"Smells good~" Fang Milu pouted, looking aggrieved.

"It's good that you're alright." Poonana smiled, trying to appear strong.

Tu Longjian patted each of them on the shoulder, exuding a gentle aura. "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Fang Milu and Peng Nana supported Tu Longjian as they continued forward, looking as if they were worried that she would fall into some crevice again.

Nachin followed closely beside the group, occasionally squeezing in. She was somewhat troubled; with these two girls constantly surrounding them, how could she protect the Lord?

In a secluded corner where no one paid attention, Gan Xiuming was being carried upside down on Dai Qing's back.

With each step he took, his upper body was thrown up and slammed hard against Dai Qing's broad, hard shoulders and back, making his nose ache.

After being hit several times, Gan Xiuming finally regained consciousness from the excruciating pain.

He looked at the upside-down world before him and struggled frantically, but when Dai Qing let go, he fell miserably to the ground.

"Ouch."

Surrounded by the crowd, Tu Longjian turned around and covered his mouth with his sleeve, "Xiu Ming, are you alright?"

Gan Xiuming forced himself to stay composed and, despite the pain, got up from the ground, only to hear Dai Qing laugh, as if mocking him.

Dai Qing casually showed off his muscles, deliberately standing next to the rather thin Gan Xiuming, and said with a smile, "Do you want me to continue carrying you?"

"No need!" Gan Xiuming glared at him angrily and quickly walked to Tu Longjian's side.

Tu Longjian looked up at the aura above Gan Xiuming's head. Four of the original five lotus petals had fallen off, which should represent Fang Milu, Peng Nana, Ye Yuchun and Naqin in turn.

This means that none of these women liked Gan Xiuming anymore, and his fate took a dramatic turn.

Good fortune flows continuously into Tu Longjian's destiny, gradually filling it up.

Gan Xiuming felt somewhat lost, but under the influence of the love poison, his senses were dulled, and he had no intention of investigating the reason.

The group continued on their way and encountered many demonic beasts, but with their strength, they dealt with them easily and obtained many treasures and benefits.

A day later, the group encountered their first formidable enemy, a fierce-toothed fighting vulture whose strength was comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator.

In fact, this raptor had already surpassed the Golden Core Realm, but due to the suppression of the realm in the secret realm, its strength regressed back to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Even so, it is not so easy to deal with; at least the people in front of them are having a hard time fighting it.

Tu Longjian stood far away at the edge of the battlefield, playing an inspiring war song on his jade flute.

Urged on by the urgent whistle, Gan Xiuming gritted his teeth and fought bravely, charging ahead alone to battle the fierce and ruthless vulture.

Fang Milu is the rear-line healer, Chunxiang is the ranged sound support, and Peng Nana, with her extremely fast speed due to her wind spirit root, attracts the attention of the fierce fanged fighting vulture by appearing and disappearing unpredictably, controlling the rhythm of the battlefield.

For some reason, Nachin stayed close to Chunhyang, seemingly protecting her.

Gan Xiuming's only real teammate is Dai Qing.

This fierce grassland man was incredibly tough; he could even tear off a piece of flesh from the ferocious eagle every now and then and proudly show it off to him.

Gan Xiuming's cultivation level was still at the Foundation Establishment Moon Stage, and he was having a hard time dealing with the Fierce Fang Fighting Vulture, which was equivalent to the top stage of Foundation Establishment.

Spurred on by his rival, he fought fiercely for the first time, pouring countless poisons over the fierce-toothed eagle and managing to temporarily gain the upper hand.

He was very pleased with himself and glanced at Dai Qing with what he thought was a cool look.

[A foreshadowing: In one hour, Gan Xiuming will be captured by a raptor, unexpectedly obtaining the inheritance of a Heavenly Spiritual Root.]

Tu Longjian paused in her flute playing as she saw that Gan Xiuming's back was wide open, and the sharp claws of the ferocious fighting vulture were about to grab Gan Xiuming's back.

She instantly activated several short-range teleportation arrays in quick succession, her figure flickering like a ghost, and appeared beside Gan Xiuming in the blink of an eye.

Nachin was focused on guarding against any unusual activity around her and protecting her lord, but she was surprised to find that her lord had unknowingly wandered into the middle of the battlefield!

Danger!

However, before she could even cry out in alarm, she witnessed a scene that made her eyes widen in horror.

The giant claws of the fierce-toothed eagle reached down, trying to grab Gan Xiuming, but were blocked by a woman who pounced on it.

Tu Longjian took a solid hit from the fierce-toothed fighting vulture's claw, his back was torn open and blood flowed out, and he knelt on the ground.

Gan Xiuming turned around in surprise and found a huge fighting eagle behind him, with a stench wafting towards him.

Those bright yellow eyes of that bird were incredibly sinister. In the next second, it grabbed Tu Longjian's frail figure, flapped its broad wings, and disappeared into the sky in an instant!

No! Everyone else present let out a blood-curdling cry, but Gan Xiuming stood frozen in place.

He could still smell the strong, cold scent of blood mixed with a faint fragrance, but it was quickly drowned out by the tears that streamed down his face.

Gan Xiuming stood frozen in place as if under a spell, his hands trembling slightly, his heart feeling as if a piece of it had been hollowed out.

Chun-hyang did it to save him—

It was all to save him!

Looking back on their first encounter, when they met unexpectedly at the brothel, he only thought of her as a beautiful but ordinary prostitute and didn't take her seriously.

They met again on the mountain path. The woman, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, threw herself into his arms. Although he didn't care about her, he didn't refuse her, showing a bit of tenderness and affection.

Later, he, who thought himself proud, suffered repeated setbacks, and the women around him left him one after another.

Only Chun-hyang remained by his side, offering comfort and encouragement when he was sad.

From that moment on, Chunxiang finally had a place in his heart, but he always put himself first.

When his life was in danger, he had no choice but to regretfully abandon her.

But unexpectedly, Chunxiang was so devoted to him that she was willing to give her life for him!