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Chapter 158 Bile's Apology with Thorns on His Back

On the plaza outside the Ancestral Temple, Bile looked at the tribal warriors recuperating in the golden tent and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

He had already received the news that all the Central Plains people who had vowed to help had run away.

Bile had no choice but to find his tribal priest and question him: "Didn't the ancestral spirits tell me to cooperate with the people of the Central Plains? Why has it turned out like this?"

Without the help of those Central Plains people, how could the Bile tribe have won? They showed no strength at all, and everyone knew that they were missing tens of thousands of tribesmen. They might just turn around and send a large army to force them to hand over their territory.

The priests of the Bile tribe were also somewhat flustered and hurriedly tried to communicate with the ancestral spirits again, but this time, the ancestral spirits did not respond.

But this cannot be said directly, otherwise an enraged Bilge might even kill the priest.

After pondering for a long time, the priest could only say to Bile, "Perhaps my previous interpretation was wrong again. The cooperation with the people of the Central Plains refers to the leader of the Yellow Springs Sect."

Upon hearing this, Biller couldn't resist kicking the old man away.

He had initially planned to cooperate with Chen Ye, and had even sent letters, but the old man said that he was cooperating with someone else and had brought this group of unreliable people from the Central Plains.

As a result, upon arriving at the Holy Mountain, they immediately engaged in a battle with the Yellow Springs Sect Master, injuring many people and throwing away the opportunity for cooperation.

Is it only now that we're saying that the Ancestral Spirit actually wanted him to cooperate with this Yellow Springs Sect Master?

Biler couldn't help but curse, "If you're too old to hear the ancestral spirits' words, you might as well die sooner!"

But despite the criticism, we still need to find a solution. There are still 40,000 to 50,000 people in the Bile tribe, and we can't just let them die along with us.

The priest, who had been kicked, crawled over clutching his chest and pleaded, "Great and forgiving leader, all the fault lies with me, but it's not too late. I don't think the Yellow Springs Sect Master is a cruel person."

“Look at this gladiatorial contest, he didn’t kill a single person, and he even gave us medicine to heal our wounds. The warriors in the tribe all say that the medicine is extremely effective. After taking it, they seem to have gained more strength. It’s practically a miracle drug. If we go to him to apologize, maybe he will forgive us.”

Please excuse me?

When Biller heard this, his first reaction was to refuse.

I've already fallen out with Chen Ye. Even if I go and apologize now, will he forgive me?
The Yellow Springs Sect is right next to the Bile tribe. Unless the sect leader of the Yellow Springs Sect stays in Fengdu City for the rest of his life, the Bile tribe will be the first to suffer.

Anyone who has been a leader understands that territory equals population, population equals power, and power equals the most fundamental interest—an irreconcilable contradiction.

If they had given in at the beginning, there might have been some room for negotiation, but now... going there would probably only be a humiliation for them.

Biler thought this to himself, but after much deliberation, he finally sighed and said, "Bring Uqbar to me."

The aged priest paused for a moment, then said joyfully, "Don't worry, Chief, I will tell him that this is the will of the ancestral spirits!"

Ukbar was the one who spoke rudely to Qiqigesang and Chen Ye at the gate of the Holy City. He was later bound by the giant python, had several ribs broken, and had his shoulder crushed by Qiqigesang. Now he can only lie there motionless.

Bile called the wounded soldier over, clearly intending to apologize to Chen Ye.

They used Ukbar's head to gain the forgiveness of the Yellow Springs Sect Master.

Regardless of success or failure, Biler's willingness to admit his mistakes and apologize on behalf of the tribe makes him a qualified leader.

Not long after, Ukbar, who was covered in splints, was carried over.

Seeing Uqbar unable to move, Bil said with a heavy heart, "Uqbar, how many years have you followed me?"

Uqbar seemed to know what had happened. Looking into Biler's eyes, he said weakly, "Twenty-eight years. It has been twenty-eight years since I swore allegiance to you."

Bille then asked, "Are you willing to die for me, for our entire tribe?"

Uqbar gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing. Whatever you want me to do, leader, my life and loyalty have already been dedicated to you."

Biler said excitedly, "Okay, don't worry, I will take good care of your family."

"Come with me to the golden tent of the Yellow Springs Sect Master."

Biler's men looked at each other, but none of them spoke. They simply lifted the wounded soldier in silence and followed Biler's footsteps.

But after taking only a few steps, Bille stopped again, turned to the maids inside the golden tent, and said, "You all, follow me."

The fact that the Yellow Springs Sect Master even keeps a strong, burly woman like Qiqigesang by his side means he must be desperately short of servants. Ukbar's head is just a gesture; sending him a few maids who know how to take care of people is the only way to express goodwill.

The group marched in a grand procession toward Chen Ye's golden tent, regardless of how conspicuous it was in the square or how many people would see it.

Bile no longer cares about losing face; he only wants to repair his relationship with Chen Ye.

When Bille stood before the three-story golden tent, he couldn't help but marvel at the wondrous magic of the Central Plains people. No wonder he could build that magnificent Fengdu City on the grasslands; perhaps it was this ability to create things out of thin air.

At this moment, Chen Ye was meditating in the golden tent.

It wasn't a routine practice, but rather a careful analysis of the shortcomings in today's duel.

Chen Ye knew he lacked talent in magical combat, so whenever he encountered someone in a duel, he would carefully analyze his gains and losses. No matter how poor one's talent, if one puts in the effort, there will always be some benefit.

Although he won brilliantly today, he was still deceived by Pang Wen, who genuinely believed that his supernatural powers were related to ice and snow. He then chose to fight him quickly, which in turn led him into Pang Wen's trap.

If it were a true battle of energies, Pang Wen might not be able to outlast Chen Ye's eighteen Qi Seas. Even though he had already suffered a loss before leaving the house, and the Venerable Master had warned him not to believe everything his opponents said, Chen Ye was still easily influenced by others' words when it came to actual combat.

There's no way around it; they still lack experience, and the young people aren't mature enough.

Chen Ye had no choice but to reflect on his actions, carefully review the situation, and repeatedly admonish himself.

Just as he was starting to figure something out, Qiqigesang came to report that Bile was requesting an audience.

Chen Ye couldn't help but get impatient and muttered, "It's the middle of the night, and I'm busy with one thing after another. I need to find someone to manage the Yellow Springs Sect for me in the future, otherwise I won't have time to cultivate."

Although somewhat annoyed, Chen Ye still had Qiqigesang invite the neighbor in.

Upon meeting, the barbarian chieftain, who had the appearance of an eagle and the look of a wolf, knelt down with a thud and then spoke excitedly.

It took Qiqi Gesang a long time to translate before Chen Ye finally understood.

Chen Ye couldn't help but ask, "Chief Bile wants to negotiate with me?"

Biler nodded repeatedly, handed Uqbar up, and said with a forced smile, "He was disrespectful to the sect leader. Now I am handing him over to the sect leader for punishment, hoping to quell the sect leader's anger."

After listening to Qiqi Gesang's translation, Chen Ye said nonchalantly, "Qiqi Gesang, you're the one who broke this man's shoulder back then, so you should deal with him."

Chen Ye was unfamiliar with the customs of the people of Northern Xinjiang. In this situation, was it better to accept or refuse?
Let Qiqigesang decide.

Chen Ye never wanted to fight with Bi Le in the first place. Now that he has backed down, it shouldn't be difficult to do business with him again and get some cattle and sheep. With the flock of sheep, everything else will be easier to discuss.

Qiqi Gesang never expected that Chen Ye would entrust this person's life to her, and immediately felt how much Chen Ye valued her.

This was a pledge of allegiance from Chief Biler, but Chen Ye didn't care at all. Instead, he gave her a chance to take revenge. This trust must be repaid with everything he has given.

Qiqigesang walked up to the seriously injured Ukbar and said a few words.

Ukbar, who had been looking ashen-faced, was shocked, angry, and resentful after hearing this, and coughed as he spoke a few words.

Qiqigesang pointed at Bile with a cold smile, and Ukbar immediately shut his mouth.

Chen Ye, curious, asked Qiqi Gesang, "What did you say to him?"

Qiqigesang said, "I asked him to write down the curse words he had used, but he said he couldn't read. So I made him learn, and after he learned them, he had to copy them a thousand times. Then he had to read them aloud to his relatives and friends a thousand times. After he finished, I forgave him."

Chen Ye looked at Qiqi Gesang in surprise. This girl was quite ruthless. He probably cursed quite filthyly before. Now, if he were to curse all his relatives and friends, he would probably become the laughing stock of the tribe very soon.

This move is probably more painful for him than killing him.

Chen Ye remained noncommittal; if Qiqi Gesang felt that this was a more appropriate way to handle it, then so be it.

Biler listened intently to every word, and when Qiqigesang finished recounting her punishment, Biler immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good enough that I survived. If Ukbar can live, it seems that the Yellow Springs Sect Master is indeed kind-hearted. Although I lost face, I finally achieved my goal.

Bile became even more enthusiastic, wishing he could get drunk with Chen Ye right then and there.

But Chen Ye only had a token drink with him before asking about the cattle and sheep trade.

If Chen Ye was willing to do business with him, it meant he didn't want to swallow up his territory. After a few more words, Bi Le confirmed that Chen Ye seemed to only want the current Fengdu City, and had no interest in Su He's other territories.

This was an unexpected surprise. Bile hadn't expected Chen Ye to be so easy to talk to. As for the cattle and sheep, Bile naturally assured him that they were just some livestock and he would give them away for free.

After this exchange, Bille finally felt relieved.

As expected, the ancestral spirit was right; there would be no problem cooperating with the people of the Central Plains. It's just that the old priest, whose hearing was failing, misunderstood the ancestral spirit's words. He really needs to be taught a lesson later.

Bile thanked him profusely and took his leave. Before leaving, he left several beautiful maids with Chen Ye, saying that they would take care of Chen Ye's daily life.

Upon hearing Qiqi Gesang's translation, Chen Ye immediately refused.

As a cultivator, he doesn't need anyone to take care of him. Now that he has begun to refine his body with Qi and Sha, his body will be completely clean after he has achieved success in his cultivation. He doesn't even need to change his clothes much, and his food and drink are not something that ordinary people can serve him.

Most cultivators don't need servants, and Fengdu is now full of wandering spirits, so there's no need for these maids to sweep the floor and pour tea.

Chen Ye instructed Bile to take the maids back, and then promptly sent the guests away.

I'm too tired tonight, both mentally and physically. I'm too lazy to keep up the polite exchanges with Biler.

Bile hadn't expected Chen Ye to refuse. They'd been having a good chat, and the exchange of women among the people of the Northern Frontier was a gesture of friendship. "After all, you have to trust me to accept such a personal maid," Bile thought.

However, Chen Ye's refusal did not seem to indicate that he had any issues with him; rather, it seemed more like he looked down on these beautiful maids.

Looking at Qiqigesang, who was much taller than him, and then at Chen Ye's face, which could be described as stunningly beautiful, Bile seemed to be deep in thought.

This Yellow Springs Sect Master, perhaps he prefers strong women?

That's easy, just go back and select a few strong, ox-like men to send over to him!
(End of this chapter)