Chapter 635 Treating the Plague
"Right now, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, so we can only use this method to lure that demon out. I leave the tribesmen in Flame Valley to you."
The Chief had already begun to ponder how to deal with the upcoming great battle.
"Grandfather, rest assured. As long as they still have a breath left, I will definitely revive all of them."
After saying this, Jiang Yan flew towards the valley.
Everyone looked at Jiang Yan's receding back with grave expressions. For the Sky Fire Tribe to produce such a grandson could be said to be a great blessing for their tribe. As long as they, these old fellows, were around for a day, they would not let Jiang Yan fall.
Seeing Jiang Yan enter the valley, the Chief turned his head to look at his second son and said: "Wu, do you know why I want Yan'er to be the future heir of our Sky Fire Tribe?"
"I do not know."
Hearing these words, Second Master Jiang felt extremely displeased. He did not know what his father meant by this. Could it be that he wanted to knock him down a peg at a time like this?
If that was the case, he, Jiang Wu, was not someone to be trifled with.
"Because he cares deeply for his tribesmen. Your talent and scheming are not inferior to A-Yan, but you are too selfish. You only think of holding a high position yourself and have never thought about what you can bring to the Sky Fire Tribe. This is also the reason I chose A-Yan. If you were to become the chief of the Sky Fire Tribe, the Sky Fire Tribe would surely expand for a while, but it would not be far from extermination."
After saying this, the Chief took out a jade pendant. After forming a rough hand seal, a light crane flew out of the jade pendant and flew towards the Sky Fire Tribe.
Second Master Jiang did not expect his father to say such words to him, but he was still unconvinced. What did it mean that under his leadership, the Sky Fire Tribe would move towards destruction?
As long as he was strong enough in the future, no tribe would be able to destroy them.
On the other side, after Jiang Yan entered the valley, a foul smell assaulted his face. Various foul odors permeated the entire valley. Tribesmen wearing various clothes lay haphazardly inside the valley. Some had already fainted, some still had a breath left, and others had expressionless faces, looking at the sky as if their souls had been hollowed out, appearing as if they were waiting for death to arrive.
From time to time in the valley, one could see slaves carrying corpses towards the depths of Maple Leaf Valley.
Jiang Yan's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. After all, for anyone who entered this valley, no matter how glorious they were outside before, once they entered the valley, only death remained!
He scanned his surroundings once, then walked to the very center of the valley and said to the slaves who had finished carrying people and returned: "How many of you are still able to work? All of you, gather here before this Young Master."
As soon as these words came out, not a single slave in the valley stopped their footsteps, continuing with the tasks at hand, like walking corpses.
They naturally saw that this young master was dressed extraordinary and thought he must be some important figure of the Sky Fire Tribe. However, in these past few days, they had burned important figures before, so the fear in their hearts towards important figures had long since disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan did not say a single word more, but simply released his pressure. At a time like this, the approach of treating worthy men with courtesy was useless; tough measures had to be used.
Sure enough, as soon as his pressure was released, those slaves instantly revealed looks of panic and unease, kneeling on the ground one after another, kowtowing incessantly and saying: "We greet Your Lordship."
They were able to survive until today, so they naturally had some discernment. The terrifying pressure emanating from this lord before them was not in the slightest weaker than the generals in the city. In their view, such a great figure could not possibly be infected with the plague, so he must have come here to announce new orders.
"This Young Master does not like to repeat the same sentence a second time. You know what to do, right?" Jiang Yan swept a cold glance over all the slaves present.
"We are willing to listen to Your Lordship's orders."
An older slave took the lead to speak, and subsequently, the other slaves also echoed in agreement.
Jiang Yan unhurriedly issued his orders: "First, fill all the water containers you have used these days with water and bring them here to boil. Later, This Seat will bestow a bowl of medicinal liquid to each of you. As long as you drink the medicinal liquid, you will no longer be infected by the plague."
As soon as these words came out, excited looks appeared on the faces of all the slaves present. Before coming here, they had already resolved themselves to die. In these past few days, countless of their companions had died from illness. Originally there were over five hundred people, but now only about a hundred remained.
Now, a great figure of the tribe was telling them they did not have to die and could even survive. This was simply incredibly good news for them.
That older slave continued to ask: "My Lord, you wouldn't be deceiving us, would you?"
Jiang Yan smiled and said: "Why would This Young Master need to deceive you? If you can do as This Young Master says, not only can I let you live, but I can also grant you the status of commoners. Begin now."
"We strictly obey the Young Master's orders."
After the slaves responded in unison, the look of defeat in their eyes instantly vanished, replaced by the light of life.
If one could live, who would be willing to die? Moreover, they could even receive rewards.
Jiang Yan took out a prayer mat from his storage bag, placed it on the ground, sat cross-legged on the spot, and activated his Divine Body. Subsequently, Divine Light shrouded the entire Red Maple Valley.
Wherever the Divine Light reached, the black smoke difficult to see with the naked eye in the air was dispelled, and the wandering souls floating in the sky also found liberation at this moment.
Outside the valley, the Chief and his group watched that Divine Light, their gazes falling upon Jiang Yan. After using their spiritual sense to investigate and discovering the changes in the valley, joyful expressions appeared on every face.
The Second Priest said: "Brother, A-Yan's Divine Light indeed has a suppressive effect on that plague."
"Divine Light?"
Hearing these two words, Second Master Jiang's face immediately revealed a look of shock. In his early years, he had also gone to the Fire God Tribe to cultivate, so he had naturally heard of Divine Light. That was something unique to Witch Gods. Unless bestowed by a Witch God, it was absolutely impossible for Divine Light to appear on a junior.
The Second Priest looked at this nephew and said faintly: "Wu, now you know the gap between you and Yan'er, right? He can release Divine Light, which indicates he has obtained the inheritance of a Witch God. In the future, he will at least be a Great Witch or even a Witch God. If you turn back now, with A-Yan's personality, he will surely tolerate you."
Second Master Jiang subconsciously took half a step back, muttering: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. If he obtained the Witch God's inheritance, why would he come back to compete with me for the position of Chief? He must have stolen the authority of a Martial God to be able to emit Divine Light. You absolutely cannot believe him."
"Silence!"
The Chief interrupted Second Master Jiang's words. He could not let this son continue speaking; if he continued, this kid might cause some big trouble.
At the same time, in the valley, after the group of slaves was shrouded by the Divine Light, they instantly felt that the fatigue and weakness on their bodies disappeared in an instant.
One slave shouted loudly: "The plague in my palm is no longer spreading!"
With one person shouting, the others immediately started shouting as well.
"Mine isn't spreading either! We are really saved!"
"Silence!"
The older slave interrupted the screams of the slaves: "Now is not the time to be happy. Go complete that lord's instructions."
Hearing this, the slaves went to fetch water one after another. Half an hour later, the slaves had already boiled several buckets of boiling water and placed them to the side to cool.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan poured a few pills from a porcelain bottle and flicked them into those wooden buckets respectively, then said: "Each of you drink a bowl of medicinal liquid first, then feed the people in the valley who have not died one by one, twice a day. When it runs out, boil more water. Once you have drunk the medicinal liquid, the plague will no longer infect you."
"Yes, sir."
The slaves began to work methodically according to Jiang Yan's instructions. Half an hour later, the thousands of people still alive in the valley had all been fed the medicinal liquid.
Jiang Yan, on the other hand, swept his spiritual sense over the living people one by one to observe their symptoms after taking the medicinal liquid. With the augmentation of the Divine Light and the treatment of the medicinal liquid, the symptoms on these people were alleviating.
It seemed that his previous idea was correct. There was no need to give everyone half a pill at once. Although that would allow these patients to recover quickly, the consumption would also be immense, and his pills would be completely unable to keep up. Now, what mattered was seeing if these patients could recover as before within a few days. In this way, he could strictly control the dosage of medicine and the distribution of spiritual power.
Time passed day by day.
Three days later, the plague on the vast majority of people in the valley had been expelled by Jiang Yan. Those who were not thoroughly cured were the tribesmen sent into the valley in the following few days.
Seeing this scene, the Chief and his group revealed joyful expressions; their Sky Fire Tribe had finally survived this ordeal.
Seeing this scene, Second Master Jiang stood there dumbfounded; this time, he had lost completely.
Jiang Yan looked at the recovered tribesmen and let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. Now, what he had to face was the mastermind behind the scenes. If the mastermind behind the scenes was not resolved, the plague in their tribe could not be thoroughly eradicated...
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