Chapter 651: Drawing Out the Poison

"Why should I trust you?" Xiong Zhan said, his face twisted in pain.

Ye Yuan glanced at Xiong Zhan and smiled. "Every second you delay now puts your clansmen in greater danger. I don't mind, but can you afford to wait?"

Xiong Zhan's expression changed, a look of struggle on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll cooperate with you!"

Ye Yuan nodded and began to take Xiong Zhan's pulse.

"My primal energy will travel through your meridians. Don't resist!" Ye Yuan said.

Xiong Zhan nodded, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

Partly due to the torment of the fire poison, and partly because doing so meant entrusting his life to Ye Yuan.

For a sixth-level powerhouse, they trusted their own strength. Only in such a desperate situation would he hand over his life to someone else.

However, when Ye Yuan's primal energy entered Xiong Zhan's meridians, Xiong Zhan's expression changed.

Ye Yuan's primal energy was like a clear stream, flowing slowly through his meridians. Not only was there no sense of discord, but it even gave him a very comfortable feeling.

The shamans in the tribe had also taken his pulse, but they had never given him this feeling.

This could only mean one thing: Ye Yuan's medical skills were far superior to those shamans!

Xiong Zhan couldn't help opening his eyes and curiously sizing up Ye Yuan.

He saw a young, handsome face that revealed a hint of determination and world-weariness.

"Focus, don't be distracted!" Ye Yuan said with his eyes closed.

Xiong Zhan was startled and quickly composed himself. At that moment, his confidence in Ye Yuan inexplicably multiplied.

After a short while, Ye Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a grave expression on his face.

Xiong Zhan had initially worried that Ye Yuan was too young to be reliable in treatment. But now, he was completely convinced.

Despite his youth, he had real skill! Just this pulse-taking technique alone—which shaman in the tribe could match it?

Seeing Ye Yuan's expression, Xiong Zhan grew anxious and tentatively asked, "Little brother, is it not possible?"

Ye Yuan shook his head. "It's not impossible, but it's more troublesome than I imagined. It might take some time."

After the diagnosis, Ye Yuan found that the fire poison had already mixed with Xiong Zhan's demonic essence. At this stage, the poison was extremely difficult to remove, and any carelessness could damage Xiong Zhan's meridians.

Ye Yuan wasn't worried about his own ability, but rather whether Xiong Tie could stall for enough time.

Hearing this, Xiong Zhan's face lit up with joy. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's start!"

Ye Yuan nodded. "Alright, but how long Xiong Tie can hold out depends on him. I'll do my best here. Now, you must concentrate fully and open all your meridians. During the poison extraction, you must not use any primal energy, or the consequences will be on you!"

Xiong Zhan, now like an obedient child, nodded. "Alright, I won't move! I won't move!"

Ye Yuan raised his palm, and Little Fire appeared in his hand.

"Little Fire, when you enter his meridians, you must coordinate with me. Be extremely careful and don't damage his meridians!" Ye Yuan communicated with Little Fire through his consciousness.

Ye Yuan naturally didn't want Xiong Zhan to know that Little Fire had gained intelligence.

After all, a sentient primal flame was as precious as an ordinary divine technique! If Xiong Zhan found out, who knew if he might harbor ill intentions?

After instructing Little Fire, Ye Yuan pointed his finger and touched Xiong Zhan's palm.

...

At the border between the Bear Tribe and the Purple Flood Dragon Tribe, the atmosphere was tense.

Following Ye Yuan's advice, Xiong Tie had not brought the tribe's only remaining grand elder.

Zi Feng looked slightly surprised when he saw Xiong Tie.

Xiong Tie wasn't too dull; he immediately took an aggressive stance. "Patriarch Zi Feng, you come with such force. Are you planning to start an all-out war with our Bear Tribe?"

Seeing Xiong Tie's calm demeanor, Zi Feng grew suspicious.

Could it be that the intelligence was wrong, and Xiong Zhan wasn't poisoned at all?

But he naturally wouldn't show it on his face. He laughed heartily. "Haha... Nephew, what are you saying? I've just been bored lately and came to chat with Old Bear. I also brought some youngsters along. We're neighbors; they should get to know each other, shouldn't they? Where's Old Bear? Quite the airs he puts on. I've come in person, and he doesn't even come out to greet me?"

Xiong Hui and the other Bear Tribe members looked indignant.

This old man Zi Feng was truly shameless. Clearly harboring ill intentions and wary of Xiong Zhan, yet pretending to be an old friend.

Normally, Xiong Tie would have swung his hammer by now instead of wasting words.

The Bear Tribe were good at fighting, not talking; they didn't understand such roundabout things.

But before coming, Ye Yuan had repeatedly instructed Xiong Tie to act as if Xiong Zhan was fine.

Xiong Tie's slow-witted mind finally started working at full capacity.

To be fair, Xiong Tie wasn't stupid; he was much better than Xiong Hui, who had a one-track mind.

Xiong Tie looked as if he suddenly understood. "Oh, so Patriarch Zi Feng is here to catch up! Our patriarch is in seclusion and should emerge in a day or two. If you can wait, why not come to the tribe and stay for a day or two?"

Hearing this, Zi Feng grew even more uncertain.

Could the intelligence really be wrong, and Old Bear was truly in seclusion?

Zi Feng's eyes darted, landing on Xiong Hui behind Xiong Tie.

Xiong Hui wasn't as calm as Xiong Tie; his nervous expression was written all over his face.

Seeing this, Zi Feng understood and thought to himself: This little brat Xiong Tie has learned to play tricks with me! Unfortunately, you being clever alone is useless; the others are still a bunch of stupid bears!

Xiong Tie had thought his performance had fooled the other party when he saw Zi Feng's expression.

But unexpectedly, Zi Feng smiled slyly and said, "Since Nephew is so insistent, I'll graciously accept. Let's go. I'll go to the tribe with you and have a few drinks with you first!"

Xiong Tie's expression changed, and he stood there without moving.

Zi Feng sneered inwardly but said, "What's the matter? Does Nephew have some difficulty? Or... am I not welcome?"

"Wh... what are you saying? How could I have any difficulty?"

Xiong Tie was only half-capable; how could he match the old fox Zi Feng?

He had only followed Ye Yuan's instructions and come up with some countermeasures.

Now, with Zi Feng pressing him, Xiong Tie immediately gave himself away.

"Hmph! It seems Old Bear really fell for it this time! Haha... Heaven helps me! Little brat, you're too green to play mind games with me! I'll kill you now, then go pay Old Bear a visit, hahaha..." Zi Feng laughed loudly.

"You stinking flood dragon, you're quite arrogant! Try touching even a hair on Tie'er's head!"