A Terrifying Plague

"Jiuwu, is it really okay for you to only have one follower?"

After the seven children left, Madam Ji looked at her son with a puzzled expression and asked.

Ji Jiuwu explained, "Mother, the number of followers I have doesn't matter much to me. As long as I'm strong enough, I'll have a constant stream of followers."

Madam Ji, upon hearing this, said with a face full of relief, "My son has finally grown up."

Ji Jiuwu scratched his head. "Mother, don't do this, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Alright, I won't keep you any longer. I'll head back to the backyard first." After saying that, Madam Ji turned and walked towards the backyard.

Ji Jiuwu turned to the silent Quanya and said, "Quanya, take me for a stroll around the outskirts of the tribe."

"Young master, where would you like to go?"

Quanya didn't know what the young master wanted to do, and for a moment he didn't know where to take him.

Ji Jiuwu said casually, "Let's go fishing in the Long River. I haven't fished in a long time, and I miss the feeling of fishing when I was young."

"Promise."

After responding, Quanya said, "Young master, please wait a moment Quanya I go prepare the fishing gear."

Ji Jiuwu said, "No need for that trouble. Just ask the steward in the manor for two fishing rods, and we can have some fun."

Quanya: "Okay."

Soon the two of them rode their horses lightly and left the Long River Tribe, slowly making their way towards the Long River.

Meanwhile, Wanli away, the Heavenly Fire Tribe was in stark contrast to the lively and joyful Long River Tribe. The Heavenly Fire Tribe was shrouded in plague, and everyone was filled with fear and anxiety.

To prevent the spread of the plague, the Heavenly Fire Tribe expelled anyone infected from the tribe and imprisoned them in a secluded valley. If anyone died from the plague, the Raging Fire Tribe's soldiers would burn their bodies on the spot.

Even so, the plague in the Heavenly Fire Tribe was not effectively controlled, and many people were sent to the valley every day because of the plague.

Even the nobles of the tribe were no exception. On this day, a handsome and extraordinary young man arrived at the outskirts of the Heavenly Fire Tribe, looking travel-worn.

At this time, the Heavenly Fire Tribe could only leave but not enter. He had just arrived at the city gate when he was stopped by soldiers.

"Stop!"

Looking at the soldiers' posture, Jiang Yan looked puzzled and said, "I am Jiang Yan, the grandson of the clan chief. This is a jade pendant."

As he spoke, Jiang Yan took out a fiery red jade pendant from his waist and waved it in front of the soldiers.

Upon seeing the jade pendant, the soldiers immediately knelt on one knee and said, "We pay our respects to Lord Changsun, but the High Priest and the Chieftain have ordered that our Heavenly Fire Tribe can only leave, not enter. We hope Lord Changsun will understand."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan frowned subconsciously. Just as he was about to ask what had happened in the tribe, the city gate opened, and a carriage slowly drove out of the city. At a glance, Jiang Yan saw the emblem of their Heavenly Fire Tribe carved on the carriage.

This is his family's carriage; who exactly is riding in it?

When the soldiers guarding the city gate saw the carriage appear, they all moved away from it as if they had seen something terrifying.

Only Jiang Yan stood still, and just as the carriage was about to reach him, he finally spoke, "Stop."

Sigh...

The coachman pulled on the reins and stopped the carriage. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw the young man holding up a token unique to the Tianhuo Jiang family. He quickly jumped down from the carriage and said, "Greetings, Lord Changsun."

No need for formalities.

Jiang Yan continued, "Who are the people in this carriage? Where are you going?"

The coachman looked puzzled but still answered honestly, "Reporting to Lord Changsun, the people in the carriage are the Sixth Madam and the Thirteenth Miss. They have both contracted the plague, and the head of the family ordered me to take them to Red Maple Valley."

"What?"

Jiang Yan's expression changed drastically upon hearing the words "Red Maple Valley." Although the name sounded nice, Red Maple Valley was actually a place where the Heavenly Fire Tribe exiled criminals and a mass grave. Sending Sixth Aunt and Little Thirteen there would be tantamount to killing them.

He asked with a stern face, "It's just a mere plague, why send the two of them to Red Maple Valley?"

"Lord Changsun, this plague is incurable; anyone who contracts it will surely die. Although the Sixth Madam can still speak, the Thirteenth Miss is barely clinging to life. If we don't send them away soon, the entire Young Master's Mansion may be destroyed."

The coachman's face contorted with terror at the mere mention of the plague. He had no desire to escort the two nobles out of the city, for they would never return. However, his son had committed a crime, and the only way to exonerate him was to send these two nobles out of the city.

For his son's sake, the stableman ultimately decided to give up his own life.

Let me see them.

As Jiang Yan spoke, he walked towards the carriage.

This action shocked everyone around. The captain of the city guard rushed forward and knelt before Jiang Yan, saying, "Lord Changsun, this is absolutely forbidden! If anything happens to you, we will all be punished by the clan leader!"

Jiang Yan held a high position in the Heavenly Fire Tribe. In everyone's eyes, he was the future clan leader. The young clan leader's current position was entirely due to the eldest grandson in front of him. Seeing this, the other soldiers also stepped forward and knelt down to stop Jiang Yan.

"Are you all trying to teach me how to do things?"

As Jiang Yan spoke, his imposing aura emanated from him, and those present were shocked by the terrifying pressure emanating from him.

The captain of the guard muttered, "True Blood, Lord Changsun, how did you become a True Blood expert?"

"This is none of your business. Do you still want to stop me?" Jiang Yan's tone was firm and left no room for argument.

Cold sweat poured down the foreheads of the guards. The captain of the guard even wanted to draw his sword and commit suicide to force Changsun, but he was horrified to find that Changsun, a True Blood Realm, was different from other True Blood Realm. The oppressive aura emanating from him was almost as strong as that of a Concentrated Spirit Condensation, rendering him unable to move an inch.

He quickly said, "We dare not, please, Grandson, withdraw your oppressive aura."

"Snort!"

Jiang Yan snorted coldly and ignored the group of soldiers. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, he boarded the carriage. Upon seeing this, the captain of the guards quickly took out a bamboo tube from his waist. After he pulled the tube open, with a whoosh, a beam of fire shot straight into the sky and exploded in the air.

This is the city guard's emergency communication method. Unless something major happens, they generally wouldn't dare use this method to communicate.

Jiang Yan naturally heard the explosion, but he didn't care. In his opinion, there was no plague in the world that he couldn't solve. As soon as he entered the carriage, he smelled a stench that almost made him vomit.

He forced himself to look into the carriage, enduring the stench. He saw that Little Thirteen's face was black, and black blood was occasionally spilling from the corner of his mouth. The stench he had smelled earlier was coming from there. The face of Liu Yiniang was also covered with black lines, and these dense black lines were still spreading. In a few hours, these black lines would cover Liu Yiniang's entire body.

Jiang Yan had never seen such a plague before, but he wasn't worried. Over the past three years, he had refined many elixirs to detoxify and cure the plague. Even his master had praised the elixirs he had refined, saying they could cure any poison below the level of Half-Saint.

He took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his storage bag, which contained pills he had refined using top-grade spiritual herbs. He poured out one pill, then divided it in half and carefully fed it to the two people, using his Spiritual Qi to help them swallow it.

The cultivation levels of Sixth Aunt and Little Thirteen were average. If they were given a single pill at once, the medicinal power alone would be enough to burst their bodies.

While Jiang Yan was treating his aunt and sister for the plague, turmoil broke out in the Heavenly Fire Tribe.

Thousands of soldiers surrounded the young clan chief's residence. The leader was a middle-aged man with a rugged face and a tall stature. He held a giant hammer and rode a fire lion, which looked particularly terrifying.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother, don't think you can hide from us just because you secretly sent them out. If everyone in your household doesn't leave the city today, then I, as your younger brother, will have to escort your entire family out of the city!"

Such a commotion naturally alerted the families within a radius of several miles. Those living around the young clan chief's residence were all wealthy and powerful, and for a time, the attention of the high-ranking Heavenly Fire Tribe was focused on the young clan chief's residence.

Inside the manor, the young master, Jiang Qi, wore a worried expression. He had thought he had kept his plans airtight, but he never expected that his impetuous second brother would show up with his men so soon after he had sent the person away. What should he do now?

The others were in no better shape; all the women and children huddled in their courtyards, trembling with fear. They dared not go out, partly for fear of catching the plague, and partly for fear of being forcibly taken out of the city.

Outside the mansion, the second master of the Jiang family was overjoyed to see that his elder brother dared not respond to his words. He thought to himself: I have finally waited for this opportunity!

He spoke again, "Brother, don't say we're being heartless. If you don't come out within fifteen minutes, we're going in!"

Before the words were finished, a loud bang suddenly came from the direction of the south gate. Everyone looked up and saw that it was an urgent message. The atmosphere in the city changed again, and everyone's attention was drawn to the direction of the south gate...