Jiang Zhao pondered for a moment, and finally told Chi Yuan about his encounter with the Yimu tribe.
"What are you going to the ancient battlefield for? It's not safe there. Let's take them back to Cang Xuan Sect together."
Chi Yuan said with a smile that he didn't care whether the Yimu tribe was destroyed or not, or whether they went to the ancient battlefield or not.
He was only concerned that the person he had finally found had run away again.
"You have to ask them first. I can't make the decision."
Jiang Zhao didn't expect Chi Yuan to offer to take in the Yimu tribe. If the Yimu tribe was willing to live under the protection of Cang Xuan Sect, it would be a good choice.
Chi Yuan carried Jiang Zhao, asked for directions, and then carried Jiang Zhao all the way to the destination.
When the Yimu people saw Jiang Zhao being carried here like this, they all looked surprised.
Muli's expression changed again and again, and when Chi Yuan landed, he rushed straight over.
"Let go of my master..."
Chi Yuan raised his hand and held down Muli's head, letting him flap his limbs hard, but to no avail.
Under the night sky, the silver-haired boy held the eleven-year-old Jiang Zhao in one hand and held down the short-limbed Muli with the other.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a group of kids fighting!
"Muli, this is me...Master."
Jiang Zhao almost gritted his teeth at the mention of the word "Master", but he still patiently explained.
Muli stopped and looked at Chi Yuan intently, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.
"I... We are from Cang Xuan Sect. I wonder if you are willing to live in Cang Xuan Sect?"
Jiang Zhao organized his words before asking.
Muli was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the elder of the Yimu tribe.
The elder hesitated for a moment and said, "We, the Yimu Clan, can forge magical instruments for your clan, but our clan is too small to forge in large quantities."
"You don't need to forge magical instruments. You can live independently on the mountain."
Chi Yuan explained with a smile.
"So...what do we need to do?"
The elder of the Yimu tribe was a little flattered and speechless for a moment.
"Just make a special forging tool for my disciple."
Chi Yuan pondered for a moment, lifted Jiang Zhao who was still in his hand, and said with a smile.
"Could you please let go before you talk?"
Jiang Zhao was furious and rolled his eyes at Chi Yuan.
"No, I'm afraid you'll run away if I let go."
In view of Jiang Zhao's bad record of running away, Chi Yuan righteously refused.
Jiang Zhao: ...Oh my god, she must have a deep hatred with the Chi guy!
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