196: Chapter 196

Yan Lie escorted the Clan Witch to invite the previous Clan Witch.

Xin Feng and Zhu Xiu guarded Bai Wanwan.

Suddenly, Xin Feng lowered his head and listened against Bai Wanwan's chest, his expression drastically changing, "Wan Wan!"

His urgent, hoarse voice made Zhu Xiu's heart sink, and he immediately began checking Bai Wanwan's condition.

Finding it no different from before, he turned his head to look at Xin Feng, "What were you shouting about just now?"

Xin Feng also noticed that Wan Wan's heartbeat had returned to normal.

His expression froze for a moment, "Just now... it might have been my mistake."

The two Males said nothing more, forcibly suppressing the unease in their hearts.

A long time passed before Yan Lie returned with the two Clan Witches, followed by the chief of the Golden Lion Tribe.

Jin Cang urged the Old Tribe Shaman, "Please quickly examine Female Bai Wanwan."

He had already learned from the Clan Witch that Bai Wanwan's condition was not good.

This is a Sacred Female!

A Sacred Female capable of transforming a Large Tribe into a Super Tribe.

He couldn't just watch her come to harm; he had to preserve Bai Wanwan's life.

The previous Clan Witch was already advanced in years, walking somewhat shakily.

Upon hearing the chief's instruction, she was helped by the Clan Witch to approach the Stone Bed.

Xin Feng gave up his position to allow the Old Tribe Shaman to examine her, guarding the bedside himself, his eyes fixed tightly on Wan Wan's expression.

The Old Tribe Shaman was an elderly Female, her face covered in wrinkles, her gaze somewhat sharp.

She sat by the bedside, carefully examined Bai Wanwan's condition, then closed her eyes as if sensing something.

Then, her brows furrowed tightly.

The hearts of all the Males present clenched.

Xin Feng pressed his lips together, "Clan Witch, what exactly is wrong with our Female?"

The Old Tribe Shaman withdrew her hand, slowly turned her head, and shook it at them, seeming somewhat puzzled.

"Her body has no issues, but her soul is unstable, like... like a Beastman on the verge of death."

Zhu Xiu, Xin Feng, and Yan Lie—the three Males—were as if struck by something heavy, their faces instantly turning deathly pale.

"Impossible... she was perfectly fine just now." Yan Lie muttered to himself, staggering back two steps.

Zhu Xiu forced his nerves to hold steady, "Clan Witch, are you certain?"

The Clan Witch, also worried she might have felt wrong, examined her again.

She spoke once more, her tone heavier than before,

"Her soul is indeed unstable, as if being pulled by some force, ready to leave her body at any moment. I have only seen this condition in Beastmen on the verge of death."

"Then what should we do? Is there any way to save her?" Yan Lie asked urgently, his voice trembling.

The Old Tribe Shaman shook her head, "I can only use some herbs to temporarily stabilize her soul, but whether she wakes up depends on herself."

Jin Cang had been quietly waiting nearby; hearing the Old Tribe Shaman's words, his expression also turned extremely grave.

"Clan Witch, please do everything possible to preserve Female Bai Wanwan's life, no matter the cost!"

The Old Tribe Shaman glanced at the chief in surprise.

Zhu Xiu also looked back at Jin Cang, but after only a glance, he turned his gaze back, fixed tightly on Wan Wan who seemed to be sleeping.

The chief sent someone to escort the two Clan Witches away, then turned to see the Snake Beastman enveloped in a layer of black mist.

Xin Feng noticed and turned to look, his pupils contracting, "Zhu Xiu, calm down!"

At a time like this, none of the three of them could afford to have anything happen; Wan Wan was still waiting for them to save her.

The red in Zhu Xiu's eyes was already obscured by a thick darkness. He lifted his gaze to Xin Feng, his voice cold yet carrying a hint of clarity.

"I'm fine. I will guard Wan Wan until she recovers."

At first, the three Males continued to guard the bedside, but later, Yan Lie couldn't bear the torment in his heart. He turned around and punched the wall.

He hated himself for hurting Wan Wan without restraint.

This oppressive, suffocating atmosphere permeated the Stone House.

They all held their breath, guarding the faintly breathing Bai Wanwan.

******

Deep in the night, in a Super Tribe located in the western part of the continent, several Male figures were hurrying through the silent streets.

They passed through alley after alley, finally stopping before a certain Stone House.

A Male stepped forward and knocked on the door—only three knocks—and the door opened from within.

A Male wrapped from head to toe in beast skin strode inside.

After all the Males behind him had entered the Stone House, the door behind them slowly closed.

The Male in the center pulled off the beast skin covering him, revealing a face of breathtaking, peerless handsomeness.

"Where are The Cubs?"

The Male waiting for their arrival in the courtyard immediately led the way.

Qiu Rong led the Males to follow, bypassing the Stone House in front, and soon the "whimpering" sounds of several Cubs could be heard.

Soon, several robust Tiger Cubs appeared in Qiu Rong's line of sight.

He hadn't seen them for almost twenty days. If such an accident hadn't occurred, he wouldn't have had a weakness.

But now, he could only hide them here.

Qiu Rong's eyes held complex emotions. He quickly noticed that The Cubs kept whimpering and whining; seeing him, they weren't excited as before but instead looked listless.

The Male caring for The Cubs immediately explained, "The Cubs have been whimpering since nightfall. I didn't dare take them to the Clan Witch, so I could only notify you, Young Clan Leader."

The Cubs seemed to become a bit more alert then, smelling the scent of their Father Beast.

They stood up from their nest and walked toward his feet.

They rubbed against Qiu Rong's feet, clearly performing affectionate actions, yet they didn't seem excited and even appeared somewhat sad.

Perhaps due to the bond of shared blood, Qiu Rong couldn't harden his heart towards these Cubs.

He bent down, scooped them all up, and held them in his arms.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"Whimper..."

The Cubs whimpered at him one after another, their behavior seeming somewhat restless and uneasy.

"Whimper..."

Anyone could see that The Cubs were not quite right.

Qiu Rong tried to soothe them for a while, but it had no effect. He was also worried about The Cubs' safety.

In an instant, he made a decision, "A Ye, go and invite the Clan Witch."

A Ye didn't move, his expression grave. After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke, "Young Clan Leader, inviting the Clan Witch now will definitely draw the chief's attention. Your current situation..."

Qiu Rong interrupted him, "Go invite her. I will handle it; he won't know."

Qiu Rong's attitude was resolute. A Ye couldn't say more, so he turned and left.

After A Ye left, Qiu Rong patiently stayed with The Cubs, comforting them. The Cubs' emotions seemed to ease somewhat.

A Ye wasn't gone long before quickly returning with the Clan Witch.

Seeing Qiu Rong and the several Cubs in the room, the Clan Witch's face showed a flicker of surprise, but she quickly concealed it.

"Clan Witch, please take a look at them. Are they unwell?"

The Clan Witch asked nothing and said no more.

She moved closer and carefully examined The Cubs' condition.

After waiting a while, Qiu Rong couldn't help but ask, "How are they?"

The Clan Witch stood up, a faint smile appearing on her face, "Young Clan Leader, rest assured. The Cubs are all very healthy. This situation usually requires the comfort of their Mother. They must be missing their Mother."

Qiu Rong was stunned, Bai Wanwan's delicate, beautiful face surfacing in his mind.