414: Chapter 409: Small Knife?
414: Chapter 409: Small Knife?
“Ugh…”
The white tiger let out a mournful howl.
All the people of the Boru tribe were stunned; the white tiger, whom they feared and called “devil,” was like a little mouse under Ye Tian’s hand.
“Take this!”
Ye Tian let out a cold smile, then extended his foot and kicked straight at the white tiger’s chest.
“Boom!”
A loud noise, deafening.
Accompanying that roar was the sound of the white tiger’s ribs breaking!
With its ribs shattered and organs damaged, blood continuously poured from the white tiger’s mouth.
Only then did Abula and his people realize that the so-called devil was merely a creature that, when facing a powerful opponent, could also be injured and bleed.
“This guest, he is really powerful…”
Abula couldn’t help but exclaim; Ye Tian was several times smaller than the white tiger, yet his strength was something the white tiger could not withstand.
To Abula and his people, Ye Tian seemed like a god descending to earth!
By now, the white tiger had already lost the ferocity it exhibited when it first appeared.
Under Ye Tian’s punching and kicking, it was completely like a sick cat.
After its ribs were broken, the white tiger could no longer support its huge body.
It lay on the ground, showing a pleading look in its eyes and begging Ye Tian to spare its life.
But Ye Tian was not going to give it that opportunity.
Even though the white tiger had already lost its will to fight, he still had to eradicate the evil completely, for this white tiger was a threat to the people of the Boru tribe—it must not be condoned!
“Thud!”
Ye Tian’s fist viciously smashed into the white tiger’s head.
There was a loud “crash!” and the white tiger’s forehead instantly burst open!
After struggling a bit, the white tiger lay motionless…
Seeing that Ye Tian had killed such a large tiger with his bare hands, all the people of the Boru tribe were incredibly astounded.
Even the men of the Boru tribe, who had initially stayed somewhat distant, cautiously approached.
Once they saw that the white tiger was indeed dead, they all burst into cheers.
“The devil is really dead!
It’s dead!”
“From now on, our tribe will no longer be harassed by the devil!”
“We’ve won!
We’re safe!”
…
The villagers jumped for joy, and even the women, children, and elderly who had hidden in their houses came out.
The white tiger lay lifeless on the ground, and many of the Boru tribe’s people shed tears.
“My mother was eaten by the devil, and today, her revenge has finally been exacted!”
“This devil has met its end today too!
It must have eaten so many of our people!”
“Benefactor, we are truly grateful to you!”
…
Men and women of the Boru tribe all surrounded Ye Tian.
For these Boru people, Ye Tian was no longer just a visitor from afar—he was a benefactor, a hero to the Boru tribe!
The people of the Boru tribe invited Ye Tian to continue celebrating in the village, but Ye Tian just smiled and said, “Although this devil is dead, there are quite a few treasures on its body; they won’t taste good if they cool down!”
“Treasures?”
Abula asked in surprise, which was clearly a man-eating devil, what treasures could be on its body?
“Yes, its blood,” Ye Tian pointed to the white tiger he had killed and said.
As a soldier who had campaigned in many battles, Ye Tian had read extensively.
He had seen records about tiger blood in an out-of-print ancient book.
Tiger blood is a great tonic, the essence of a tiger, and the larger the fierce tiger, the higher the value of its blood!
This primeval forest really is filled with wonders; the wolves here are taller than a man, and the height of this white tiger also exceeded two meters.
So, there definitely lies the essence in the tiger blood of this white tiger, and Ye Tian wanted to taste it.
After all, if the white tiger had been dead for too long, its blood would coagulate, and the essence would dissipate…
“Benefactor, please let me collect the tiger blood for you!”
Abula offered eagerly, but Ye Tian waved his hand and said, “I can do it myself.”
Speaking of which, Ye Tian had come to the front of Bai Hu’s corpse.
He took out the sharp knife he carried with him and then fiercely stabbed it into the heart of Bai Hu.
Tiger blood spurted out like a fountain, and Ye Tian, without hesitation, opened his mouth and drank greedily!
His clothes were dyed red with fresh blood, but Ye Tian didn’t care at all because the value of tiger blood was not only in consumption.
Bathing in it could also have excellent effects.
The imposing Ye Tian, covered in blood, greatly admired the members of the Bru tribe.
This was a true warrior!
As the tiger blood ran out, Ye Tian had his fill.
After drinking, he suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, a warmth rising within him.
Looking at his own strength, Ye Tian could clearly feel it increasing.
It seemed the ancient books were right; the bigger the fierce tiger, the higher the value of its tiger blood.
Since his strength was slowly increasing, Ye Tian didn`t know how much his strength would increase to, so he could only wait quietly.
“Benefactor, please bathe and change your clothes!”
Abula personally brought Ye Tian a set of clothes to change into, since his clothes were all stained red with tiger blood and needed to be changed.
Unable to refuse such kindness, Ye Tian went to the river for a bath.
After bathing, he changed into the beastskin clothes prepared for him by Clan Leader Abula.
Then, Abula announced that the bonfire party would continue!
All members of the Bru tribe cheered and jumped for joy, and Ye Tian pointed at Bai Hu’s corpse, saying, “Let’s roast this devil and eat it; it’s very tasty!”
Initially, the members of the Bru tribe were very resistant to Bai Hu, being called a devil, even after death.
So, no one dared to touch Bai Hu’s corpse, and the tribe members just looked at it, planning to bury it later and cast tribal curses on it to ensure it never found peace.
Probably, only Ye Tian would drink the blood of Bai Hu and bathe in it, his brave stature naturally fearless…
When Ye Tian suggested roasting Bai Hu for eating, all members of the Bru tribe hesitated!
Abula immediately spoke loudly, “Fellow tribespeople, this devil is now dead.
Although we, the members of the Bru tribe, could not contend with it, we have Ye Tian, the great warrior, and to a devil such as this, he is invincible!
Since the devil is already dead, why should we fear it?
Ye Tian told us to eat it, how could we refuse?”
Under the urging of Clan Leader Abula, a few men of the Bru tribe skewered Bai Hu and carried it into the village.
Such a massive Bai Hu required four men of the Bru tribe to lift…
Everyone gathered at the place where the bonfire party was held earlier, and Ye Tian was once again invited to the seat of honor; the bonfire was reignited, with the people of the Bru tribe laughing and dancing, singing, and celebrating.
Earlier, the members of the Bru tribe had welcomed Ye Tian as a guest, and although the bonfire party was grand, not everyone was smiling.
But this time, after Bai Hu had been killed by Ye Tian with his bare hands, the village of the Bru tribe no longer had to worry about attacks from Bai Hu, and those in the tribe who had lost family members to Bai Hu had their revenge.
Thus, at that moment, smiles bloomed on everyone’s faces…
The whole Bru tribe was jubilant!
So, the young man who had sung for Ye Tian earlier continued to sing for him, and of course, it wasn’t just him; others in the tribe were eager to sing for Ye Tian.
Besides those offering songs, there were also those offering dances, all young women from the village.
In their eyes, Ye Tian was now the Bru tribe’s greatest warrior, the most charming man in the world, and thus, they all vied to offer him their attentions.
With so much goodwill, Ye Tian couldn’t possibly attend to them all, so he let them do as they pleased.
In no time, those singing and dancing began to perform independently, making the scene of the bonfire party somewhat chaotic…
It couldn’t be said, due to different aesthetic tastes, that the songs sung and dances performed by the members of the Bru tribe were to Ye Tian’s liking, but from their performances, Ye Tian could clearly feel their joy.
In such a case, that was enough; as long as they were happy, why should he care about his own aesthetic sensibilities?
“There’s something in the devil’s stomach!”
As the tribespeople were singing and dancing, those responsible for cutting open Bai Hu immediately shouted out.
“Something?”
Very curious, Ye Tian also walked over, and it took several Bru tribe members a lot of effort to cut open Bai Hu’s stomach.
From inside Bai Hu’s stomach, they pulled out a rusty knife…
“Benefactor, please look!”
Since Ye Tian had also come over, it was natural for the tribespeople to show him first what they had retrieved from inside Bai Hu.
Ye Tian examined the knife in his hands, looking it over repeatedly.
It was indeed very surprising because this knife was found inside Bai Hu, not in the stomach but between the chest and the abdomen.
That is to say, the knife had not been eaten by Bai Hu but had been stabbed in from the outside.
Who had done it remained unknown, but judging from the rust on the knife, it had been there for at least thirty to fifty years.
Such ancient events were simply beyond investigation…
It was hard to imagine that Bai Hu, with such a dagger inside, had lived for so long; if it hadn’t encountered him, it probably would still be alive.