"Pretty stubborn, huh? But I’m curious to see if you can keep that up."
Jiang Xuan pondered for a mont, thinking about what might make them open their mouths.
Suddenly, he thought of sothing—the sap of the Purple Blood Tree.
Jiang Xuan said to Nan Xing, "Get a pottery bowl and fetch so sap from the Purple Blood Tree."
"Yes!"
Nan Xing imdiately went inside to get a pottery bowl, then ran to the forest north of the tribe and found a very large Purple Blood Tree.
This Purple Blood Tree had been growing for countless years, requiring three adults to encircle it.
Nan Xing used a stone knife to cut open the tree bark of the Purple Blood Tree, and the red sap imdiately began to flow.
Nan Xing held the bowl against the bark, catching the sap.
There was a lot of sap from the Purple Blood Tree; he collected almost half a bowl before the wound on the tree gradually solidified, no longer oozing sap.
Nan Xing carefully avoided touching the sap, then carried the bowl back to the courtyard.
Jiang Xuan said, "Strip their clothes and pour the sap of the Purple Blood Tree onto their wounds."
The warrior beside him shivered upon hearing this.
The Purple Blood Tree was commonly used by the warriors of the Vine Tribe to make spear materials.
Because it is hard in texture, grows relatively straight, and doesn’t easily deform.
But its sap is poisonous; if accidentally touched on the skin, the skin quickly turns red, accompanied by prolonged stinging pain.
Now Jiang Xuan was going to pour the sap of the Purple Blood Tree onto these unlucky guys’ wounds, which is unimaginable torture.
Soon, the clothes of the three Jackal Tribe warriors were stripped clean, and they were pressed onto the ground.
"What are you going to do, what are you going to do..."
The three foresaw trouble and struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Nan Xing walked over and poured the red sap from the Purple Blood Tree onto the first person’s wound.
"Ah..."
The Jackal Tribe warrior let out a scream, feeling like his wound was on fire, generating intense, constant pain, such terrifying torture.
Seeing this, the other two turned pale.
Jiang Xuan said, "I’ll ask one more ti."
"What are you doing in the Vine Tribe?"
"Who sent you here?"
Among the three, one was enduring unbearable pain and couldn’t respond; the other two were pale but still didn’t answer Jiang Xuan’s question.
Jiang Xuan said expressionlessly, "Continue to pour."
"Yes!"
Nan Xing poured the sap of the Purple Blood Tree onto the second person’s wound, who also struggled violently, and let out horrific screams.
With the demonstration by the first two, the third person was almost scared to death.
When Jiang Xuan looked at him, he imdiately shouted, "I’ll tell, I’ll tell..."
Jiang Xuan ordered the warrior to pull him up and took him into the bamboo forest, where he asked the previous questions again.
The Jackal Tribe warrior trembled all over and said, "The chief sent us to scout the Vine Tribe..."
The continuous screams in his ears made this Jackal Tribe warrior not dare to withhold anything; Jiang Xuan asked whatever he knew.
Including the Jackal Tribe’s intention to attack the Vine Tribe, as well as their population, food, defense, etc.
"You’ve answered well. Go rest for a while; I’ll ask you again if needed."
Jiang Xuan instructed Nan Xing to take the Jackal Tribe warrior away, find a place to lock him up, and apply so dicine to his wound to prevent him dying too quickly.
He fed so pain-relieving herbs to the other two and then interrogated them separately, receiving similar results.
Finally, Jiang Xuan used all three as fertilizer for the Vine God.
Though ruthless, to survive in this dangerous world, one often has to do cruel things.
After handling this matter, Jiang Xuan imdiately gathered the important mbers of the Vine Tribe and announced the plan to attack the Jackal Tribe.
In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan looked at Chi Shao, Gou Teng, Shi Qiu, and others, and said, "The Jackal Tribe has set their sights on us, and I estimate it won’t be long before they attack."
"Instead of being passive, let’s take the initiative and catch them off guard!"
"I’ve already arranged with the Mountain Turtle Tribe; three days from now, they will join us in attacking the Jackal Tribe. Everyone, go back and prepare."
After the eting ended, everyone returned to make their preparations for battle, with no objections raised.
Within the Vine Tribe, Chi Shao surely supports Jiang Xuan, even if sotis his decisions seem a bit crazy.
Others have also developed a fervent admiration for Jiang Xuan over long-term interactions, never questioning his words.
Because of this, no one opposes Jiang Xuan’s decisions.
This is beneficial because Jiang Xuan can pursue plans boldly without worrying about anyone holding him back.
At the sa ti, there’s a downside to this state.
As human beings, mistakes are inevitable; no one can always make the right decision.
If Jiang Xuan makes a wrong decision in the future and no one in the Vine Tribe dares to question or correct it, it could lead to disasters.
Of course, that’s a concern for the future.
At least for now, Jiang Xuan has made mostly right decisions.
Under his leadership, the Vine Tribe has developed rapidly.
That night, Jiang Xuan visited the Old Witch, hoping he would help once more by caring for the Vine Tribe’s elderly and young with the giant eagle.
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