Knowing they were confused, Ye Feng explained directly without waiting for them to ask:

"The so-called art of spying is the ability to know a person's physical condition and whether they have any diseases through simple touch."

It can even see through a person's internal organs and peer into their heart.

This technique is something I comprehended when I created all things. What do you think? Would you call that a supernatural power?

In fact, the "peeping technique" that Ye Feng mentioned is the traditional Chinese medicine technique of pulse diagnosis to determine the cause of illness.

He deliberately used fancy words to make it sound sophisticated, saying that Chinese medicine is renowned worldwide, and that not only primitive people but even modern foreigners exclaimed how amazing it was. It was incredibly easy to fool them.

"Does such a supernatural power really exist?" Tatis looked at Ye Feng with astonishment, much like a child with an insatiable thirst for knowledge.

"Of course. And it's the lowest-level divine power in the God Realm." Ye Feng smiled confidently and winked at Zhan Pengfei.

At this moment, Zhan Pengfei's lips curled up, his eyes were slightly closed, and his arms were crossed over his chest, exuding a confident and arrogant aura that seemed to overflow the screen.

He stroked his short beard with feigned seriousness and walked toward Tatis with extremely slow steps, giving off an air of maturity beyond his years.

Seeing how engrossed he was in the role, Ye Feng stepped forward and kicked him...

"What are you pretending for? Hurry up!"

Zhan Pengfei rubbed his buttocks, then coughed awkwardly and took a few steps to stand in front of Tatis.

He imitated Ye Feng, gesturing wildly with his hands, chanting a few incantations, and then making an "opening eyes" gesture on his double eyelids...

Then he gently grasped Tatis's wrist.

After a short while, he suddenly frowned and said slowly, "High Priest, I won't go into the simple stuff. I'll ask you, in the past six months, have you often experienced irregular menstruation, irritability, slight lower abdominal pain, and loss of appetite?"

Salla quickly translated, and when he heard it, Tatis's eyes widened, his eyebrows rose, and his face twitched involuntarily; he simply couldn't believe his ears.

As the high priestess of her tribe, she had never mentioned her irregular menstruation to anyone except Chief Krati. Let alone the man before her...

This can only mean that this spying technique is truly supernatural. Then who else could the other party be but a god?

"Oh dear!" Tatis was so excited that she knelt down before Zhan Pengfei. Once she knelt, the other members of her tribe could only follow suit.

Because the high priest of the Baijia tribe holds the highest position in the tribe, he is somewhat similar to the monarch of an ancient Chinese dynasty.

When the emperor kneels, his subjects naturally follow suit.

"My lord is truly amazing! I haven't had any appetite lately, I can't sleep at night, and sometimes my stomach hurts."

You are absolutely right, and many people in the tribe are experiencing this. Please save your people.

Upon hearing this, the others seemed to have found a savior and began to kowtow to Zhan Peng.

Zhan Pengfei winked smugly at Ye Feng. He never expected that his traditional Chinese medicine skills could be used to deceive people.

Ye Feng gave him a thumbs up, signaling him to continue.

Then Zhan Pengfei said in a serious voice, "Alright, alright, our Lord Ye Feng is here to help your clan. I will bestow divine medicine upon you later. Get up."

"Thank you for your generous gift, sir!..."

The indigenous people repeatedly expressed their gratitude and kowtowed, much like loyal followers of a cult.

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, unsure whether to feel fortunate or sad.

Compared to the modernized Shuar tribes, the Baija tribe's civilization remains in prehistoric times.

The saying "If you fall behind, you will be bullied" seems to apply everywhere in the world.

It seems quite fortunate that such a feudal and backward people have survived to this day.

From then on, the high priest and the entire Baija tribe completely believed that Ye Feng was Allah.

They no longer harbored any hostility, and Tatis quickly and respectfully invited Ye Feng and the others into the largest room.

The environment inside was even worse than Ye Feng had imagined; he felt as if he had returned to ancient times.

The round room is about 50 square meters. Some of the afterglow of the setting sun can still be seen through the so-called ceiling, but it will definitely leak when it rains.

More than twenty round wooden stools were neatly arranged on both sides, while the two stools in the main seat were covered with two jaguar skins.

These must be the seats of the high priest and the chieftain.

Despite Ye Feng's repeated refusals, he was still invited by Tatis to take the seat of honor, while Zhan Pengfei sat down beside him.

Tatis, Chief Krati, and the Baija tribesmen stood respectfully on either side, like maids waiting to be ordered around.

This was the first time Ye Feng and his companions, who had been on the run for so many days, had ever felt like honored guests.

Ye Feng didn't waste any words and began to ask about the current situation of the Tatis tribe.

After some investigation, it was discovered that during the year that Salra and his companions were abducted to the tribe, several battles had taken place within the tribe.

Besides the conflict with the Shuar tribe, there are also cannibals, the Yanomami tribe...

Women of the Baija tribe have always been highly sought after by men of other ethnic groups, leading to constant disputes.

They were no match for them either. After one defeat after another, the tribe, which originally numbered nearly 300, was reduced to less than half its original size...

Of course, this doesn't include the other Baija tribes in this area, but their fate is probably not good either.

Tatis led the remaining members of his tribe to relocate three times that year, and many more died in the wilderness along the way.

Even with the return of Salra and Lia, the tribe now only has 95 members left.

Fearing that the camp's location would be exposed again, they didn't take the construction of the houses too seriously, since they might have to migrate again someday.

When this was mentioned, both Tatis and Clatti looked disappointed and their eyes were filled with tears.

"Those damned Wendigos possess demonic power. We've been fighting them with all our might, but we still can't defeat them."

We could only watch helplessly as our people were taken away... and all we could do was flee..."

Chief Krati stomped his scepter hard, his teeth clenched, his face full of self-reproach.

“Do not complain before Allah,” Tatis said, gently patting her shoulder in comfort.

"Now... our Allah has come, and those demons will surely be punished by God."

Upon hearing this, Kratti sniffed and immediately knelt down before Ye Feng...

"Great Allah, please save your people! We really can't go on living."

Her kneeling triggered another hundred people to kneel in worship. To them, Ye Feng was their savior...

Ye Feng had never received such a grand gesture before, and he was disgusted by such behavior, so he quickly told Salla to let them get up.