Ye Ku looked down at the scrawny girl thrown on the grass, his face showing not the slightest hint of guilt.
Primitive people did not particularly deeply bond with their children, especially the weak, incapable ones.
A group from the tribe hurriedly left with the girl who possessed the Power of Sacrifice.
Realizing she was in a society post-An Family, Ye Shaohua propped herself up to sit, then her head spun dizzily; the original owner of the body had been severely injured, otherwise her original tribe wouldn’t have abandoned her so easily.
She only managed a hasty glimpse of the weeds around her before passing out again.
When she woke up again, she was in a different place, and Shaohua immediately sat up with vigilance.
Scanning her surroundings, she saw no herbal medicine for stopping blood, only the perfectly clean face of a stunningly handsome man.
When she saw him, her pupils contracted slightly.
The man was wearing clothing from a brand that was particularly famous in modern Grandma Xiang’s home.
Perhaps because of the original owner’s sloppy appearance, Shaohua could clearly feel the disdain and repulsion in the man’s eyes.
His sharp eyes were filled with indifference.
After one glance, he looked away, then said in the language of this continent, "She’s awake, take her back to find Chu Yin."
After speaking, he left directly without giving Shaohua another look.
Following him was a seemingly powerful man from the tribe, but he showed great respect to this man.
Then a very young woman dressed in Beast Skin came over.
The man seemed to trust this native woman named Chu Yin very much.
When calling her name, his usually emotionless tone became much gentler.
"We are from the Icefield Tribe, and I am a slave to a Shaman Disciple, specifically Chu Yin’s slave. We found you on the road during a hunt," the female slave spoke at length, and seeing that Shaohua did not respond, as if she was stupefied, she just smiled and said nothing more.
While helping Shaohua up, she took a few steps to catch up with the handsome man.
Shaohua lowered her gaze, pretending to be unable to speak and starting to absorb the memories.
This was indeed a Primitive Society. The original owner was from a tribe called Canglan, but being thin and without the Power of Sacrifice, she was fortunate to live safely because she was the daughter of a tribal elder and her sister had the Power of Sacrifice. Furthermore, her sister was sent by the Creator God to save their tribe, which allowed the original owner to grow up safely.
Even those tribes that the original owner thought were strong, ones her own tribe would not dare to provoke, would come to this man sometimes to exchange information or for other matters.
He appeared to be different from everyone else in this world; some said he was a god sent by the ancestral spirits, with a photographic memory, able to recognize medicinal herbs...
No matter where their tribe expanded to, this mysterious man and Chu Yin would always be recognized by the people of the surrounding tribes.
The original owner was truly grateful to have come to such a tribe, always admiringly watching the silhouettes of Chu Yin and the man.
With their status, they certainly had the right to look down upon everything in this world.
However, what the original owner did not foresee was that this place would become another Hell to her.
As Shaohua assimilated the subsequent plot, a layer of Black Qi tinged the depths of her eyes.
At this point in receiving the storyline, Shaohua had arrived at the place called Icefield Tribe.
She looked up at the towering gate, adorned with a sign that read "Icefield Tribe," realizing that this tribe was immeasurably larger than the original owner’s tribe.
It was also clear how much more advanced this tribe was compared to other tribes.
Shaohua looked up to see a young woman stepping out from the tribe, wearing a finely crafted Beast Skin, who was the very Chu Yin from the original owner’s memories.
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