Chapter 655 - 672: Accepting These Reinforcements

Chapter 655: Chapter 672: Accepting These Reinforcements

She walked up to the nearest male, who was standing there motionless, a wound on his shoulder blade so deep the bone was visible.

A few males were already close behind her. Seeing the situation, they immediately held the male down to prevent him from posing a threat to Wanwan.

As Jinying watched with a slightly skeptical gaze, Bai Wanwan used the cap to measure out ten milliliters. With a precise and swift motion, she poured it down the male’s throat.

After the potion went down, there was no obvious reaction at first.

Bai Wanwan paid it no mind, signaling for her Beast Husbands to move on to the next one.

Jinying (Fu Jinsen) stood a short distance away, watching her movements. Every so often, he would turn his head to look at the males who had drunk the potion.

Before long, the males’ bodies jolted. The vacant look in their eyes began to flicker violently, a sign of a great struggle, as if they were trying to break free from some invisible bonds.

Expressions of pain appeared on their faces, and hoarse, guttural sounds escaped their throats.

Immediately after, the murky haze in their eyes receded like a tide, replaced by overwhelming pain, confusion, and... a slowly returning clarity.

"I... Where am I?"

"My head... It hurts so much!"

"My clan... Where are my clansmen?"

The males who had regained consciousness seemed disoriented for a moment, then were immediately overwhelmed by immense pain and chaotic memories.

Looking at the wounds on their bodies, the unfamiliar surroundings, and Bai Wanwan’s group—who were clearly outsiders—they seemed bewildered and even a little wary.

Chou Rong stepped forward and, in a calm, steady voice, concisely explained what had happened.

They had been controlled by the Beast God and forced to attack the Elephant Clan. It was Bai Wanwan who had just saved them, allowing them to regain their sanity.

After hearing Chou Rong’s explanation, these newly awakened males looked as if they had been struck by lightning, the color draining from their faces.

They recalled vague, bloody fragments of memory—how they had attacked their own clansmen, their bodies not their own...

Immense guilt and grief swept over them. A few of the strong males even let out pained, low roars, pounding the ground with their fists. "We... We actually... Our clan... They’re almost completely wiped out!"

Their heart-wrenching cries echoed through the woods, stirring the emotions of everyone present.

When they learned that their saviors were Beastmen from the Tiger and Elephant Clans—and that the two clans had united to fight the Beast God and his Beast Army—these males, who had lost their homes, had nowhere to go, and were filled with a burning hatred, felt as if they had grasped a final lifeline.

They looked at each other and, almost at the same time, struggled to their feet. In hoarse but firm voices, they said, "Please let us join your tribe. We are willing to follow you, contribute all our strength, and swear to fight the Beast Army to the death to avenge our fallen clansmen!"

Bai Wanwan was overjoyed as she looked at the seven or eight High Rank Males before her. Despite their injuries, their auras were powerful, and the will to fight had been rekindled in their eyes.

This was a fantastic surprise—a group of powerful new allies, gained for free!

She quickly winked at Chou Rong.

Chou Rong caught her expression without betraying any emotion and gave an imperceptible nod.

"Alright! The important thing now is to heal your wounds. It won’t be too late to get your revenge when the Beast Army attacks us again."

"Alright," the males replied somberly.

After recruiting this unexpected reinforcement, the group took a moment to reorganize. They tended to the most severe of the new members’ wounds, then set off once more, speeding back toward the Elephant Clan’s village...

After traveling for the better part of a day, they finally saw the silhouette of the Elephant Clan’s village in the distance.

However, the sight before them made everyone’s heart sink.

Near the defensive fortifications on the outskirts of the village, male bodies were piled up like small hills: there were brave Elephant Clan warriors, and also a large number of soldiers from the Beast Army.

Tattered banners, collapsed stockades, scorched earth... every detail spoke of the ferocity of the recent defensive battle.

The thick stench of blood in the air was almost palpable. Cries of mourning filled the air as the surviving Elephant Clan Beastmen silently and sorrowfully cleared the battlefield, carrying away the bodies of their comrades.

Jinying’s eyes instantly reddened, and a powerful surge of grief and rage welled up inside him.

Without even pausing to say a word, he started to rush into the village to find the Clan Leader and check on the safety of his other clansmen.

"Jinying!" Bai Wanwan called out, stopping him.

Jinying’s steps faltered. He turned back, his eyes still tinged with red, holding a question.

Bai Wanwan looked at him, her tone sincere and soothing. "If there are any severely injured Beastmen that your Clan Witch can’t heal, you can bring them to me. I’ll do my best. Also..."

She paused, glanced around at the devastated scene, and offered a suggestion. "The Elephant Clan is in a very dangerous situation right now and needs time to rest and recover. You could suggest to your Clan Leader that you all temporarily return with us to the Tiger Clan. It’s relatively stable there, and we can offer you sanctuary. Once you’ve recovered, we can combine our strengths and settle this blood debt with the Beast Army together!"

Jinying gazed at her, taking in the genuine concern in her eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded firmly. "Alright. Wanwan, thank you."

Bai Wanwan shook her head slightly, her tone a little lighter. "No need to thank me. You just saved my life, didn’t you?"

Back in the temporary stone house where they were staying, the tension that had been building for so long finally eased, and an intense fatigue washed over Bai Wanwan like a tidal wave.

She had barely touched the soft animal-pelt bed before she fell into a half-asleep, half-awake state.

However, after so long in the cave, her body ached from the hard, cold ground. She was restless even in her sleep, her brow slightly furrowed as she unconsciously turned over.

Jin Yi, who had been watching over her, keenly noticed her discomfort.

A flash of heartache crossed his golden eyes. He carefully lay down on his side, gathering her light body into his arms and warming her with his own.

Then, with a light touch, he began to gently knead the sore, stiff areas of her lower back, shoulders, and neck with his calloused yet exceptionally tender fingers.

His movements were patient and focused, as if he were tending to a fragile treasure.

Under his soothing touch, Bai Wanwan’s tightly furrowed brow gradually smoothed out, and her body relaxed.

Everyone had been busy all day and hadn’t eaten. Obviously, given the Elephant Clan’s current state, no Beastman would be bringing them food.

Seeing that Jin Yi was taking good care of Wanwan, Chou Rong said to Yin Ze, "You keep watch at the entrance. I’m going hunting."

"Alright, I’ll watch over Wanwan."

After the two males left, only Bai Wanwan and Jin Yi remained in the room.

Jin Yi held her in his arms, allowing her to sleep more soundly.

As he continued the massage, perhaps because the pressure was just right, or perhaps because she sensed his familiar, doting affection even in her slumber, Bai Wanwan unconsciously let out a soft, lazy hum. "Mmm..."

The soft hum was like a feather brushing against Jin Yi’s heart. His throat tightened instantly as an irrepressible heat surged through him.