Chapter 1649: Chapter 1587: Never Hit Someone in the Face

After exchanging pleasantries with Saintess Ah Sang, she checked Ah Jiu’s pulse and then Wufu’s, furrowing her brows slightly.

"What is it?"

"The Child Gu is dead," Ah Sang said, withdrawing her hand.

Wufu was taken aback and said, "Really? But I didn’t feel anything!"

"Did you feel a sense of shared experience when he was in severe pain?" Ah Sang asked.

"The lady fainted when she drew blood a few days ago," Jadeite remarked.

"Precisely, as they say, mother and child are connected. The Child Gu is dead, so the Mother Gu will inevitably feel it too. It’s heart-wrenching, that’s the reason."

Wufu’s mouth twitched and she said, "What about him? There aren’t many days left in the one-month period."

"The stronghold is already preparing," Ah Sang replied. "Now it’s just a matter of waiting for the Love Flower."

Wufu’s expression darkened, "Our people haven’t returned yet?"

Ah Sang said, "The Love Flower blooms once every ten years; even if you wait, you may not be able to harvest it. It depends on fate."

Wufu was silent. Damn it, what a mess!

"Saintess, the Child Gu inside me is dead, but the Mother Gu is still in Wufu. What should we do about that?" Ah Jiu asked about Wufu’s Gu Insect.

Ah Sang smiled, "There’s no need to worry about that. Without its constraint, the Mother Gu will die soon as well. If you’re going to worry, worry about your Heart Gu. It’s more domineering than the Child Gu, and extracting it will also be more difficult."

Ah Jiu breathed a slight sigh of relief and continued, "In my current state, do I still need to use her blood as a guide?"

Seeing his worried and caring expression, Ah Sang said, "The bow is already drawn; you can’t turn back now. We can only wait for the day of Gu Guiding. She’ll just be a bit weaker, but there won’t be any major problems."

Everyone was silent; this was more than just weak—it was incredibly frail. Even though it’s the first time meeting her, she’s never been this weak. After all, continuous blood loss is not something that can be replenished instantly, even with supplements, let alone with an Immortal Pill.

So now Wufu was so thin she looked like a stick of bamboo. Not only Ah Jiu felt sorry for her, but her subordinates also looked on with sympathy.

Especially when she was unflinchingly drawing blood, it was even more distressing.

Seeing the mood become somewhat heavy, Wufu burst out laughing, "I told you it’s nothing. I can still go up the mountain to hunt tigers!"

"Miss, the other day, you even missed when shooting a rabbit," Mo Lan remarked quietly.

Wufu glared, "Don’t hit a person when they’re down. Can you give me some face?"

This instantly lifted the atmosphere, and some people chuckled softly.

Ah Sang glanced at her, optimistic and positive, quite okay.

"Let’s not delay any further. Shall we enter the stronghold now?" Wufu, seeing the mood enlivened again, looked at Ah Sang and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Ah Sang nodded slightly.

Everyone gathered their things and followed Ah Sang towards the main camp of the tribal village. Along the way, the various mysterious flora and fauna made their hearts race, especially when Ah Sang mentioned which ones could be made into Gu, making everyone’s skin crawl.

"There’s our stronghold." Standing in a relatively flat area, Ah Sang pointed to a suddenly clear space ahead.

Wufu looked over, seeing the wooden houses built along the mountains, arranged ingeniously amidst a haze of clouds and mist. At the foot of the mountain, a winding river could be seen, the end unknown, with glimpses of people washing clothes by the river, giving off a sense of tranquility and peace.

Without knowing the truth, one might think this was some village living in seclusion, away from worldly affairs, rather than a terrifying Miaojiang Stronghold, where people lived daily with Gu poison, snakes, and insects.