CHAPTER 585: CHAPTER 562: GRAND LEADER 80

Yan Shuangshuang made a loop around this forest and discovered that almost all the trees growing here were soap trees. Because these soap trees were inedible, no humans ever ventured to this place deliberately.

So, there were plenty of soap trees, and Yan Shuangshuang calculated that if she could pick all the fruits off the soap trees and bring them back, it would be more than enough for the Yanhuang Tribe to use for ten years.

After confirming they were soap trees, Yan Shuangshuang snapped off some soft branches nearby and crafted a back basket. She then excitedly picked a basketful of soap pod fruits and ran towards the stream.

Yan Shuangshuang remembered from her earlier explorations that there was a small stream nearby in the forest. A section of the stream was very secluded, and nobody went there, making it perfect for her to take a bath and wash her snakeskin clothes.

At the stream, Yan Shuangshuang first cleaned her snakeskin clothes and hung them up to dry, then she entered the water herself to bathe.

Using five or six soap pod fruits in one go, Yan Shuangshuang felt like she had scrubbed a layer of skin off herself before she was satisfied. She had never felt so clean, as if her skin had brightened by several shades!

Excitedly carrying the remaining soap pod fruits back to the tent, Yan Shuangshuang wanted to share the soap pod fruits with the Yanhuang Tribe as quickly as possible. But in her moment of pride, she forgot she was still a big catch, and was surrounded once more by the men pursuing her on her way back to the tent.

And then Yan Shuangshuang was once again chased away in a state of disarray by her ardent and persistent suitors, losing all the excitement from finding the soap pod fruits.

The Red Flower Festival lasted for a long time, as long as forty days, and this was only slightly past twenty days in. For the remaining days, Yan Shuangshuang spent almost every day outsmarting and evading those men pursuing her.

Chased almost to tears, Yan Shuangshuang angrily vowed never to visit the Red Flower Festival again, no matter how beautiful the scenery. At the same time, she was helpless, thinking how persistent these men were—they might have had time to produce the next generation by now.

When the Red Flower Festival ended and as she left it with the Yanhuang Tribe, Yan Shuangshuang was completely worn out from hiding and had visibly lost around ten pounds.

The Yanhuang Tribe, on the other hand, was very happy. They had arrived with three hundred people, and not one less returned, but even managed to bring back over a hundred more people, with more than seventy from the Chun Tribe voluntarily joining!

During their farewell, Hagen’s expression was hard to read, unclear if he was happy or dejected. Happy because Yan Shuangshuang gave him her previous Scale Armor Knife, which Hagen had personally witnessed the power of.

Although this Scale Armor Knife was not made from the Scale Armor of the Earth King Beast after it became a Fierce Beast, a Scale Armor Knife that could break the defense of a Sky Wolf Fierce Beast was definitely something even a Super Great Tribe did not possess, which made Hagen quite pleased.

But after a Red Flower Festival, not only did the tribe not gain people, but also sent away over seventy, leaving Hagen unsure of how to feel—were his tribe members just too stupid?

He had suggested forming good relationships with the Yanhuang Tribe by making matches, but the Chun Tribe members really went out of their way to do so and ended up getting themselves coupled off.

Or maybe he should say they executed their task well, ending up eye-to-eye with so many people, but the result was giving themselves away, leaving Hagen confused about whether to be happy or worried inside.

Previously, he had hoped for an exchange situation, but who would’ve thought that the Yanhuang Tribe was so peculiar, stubbornly refusing to leave the Yanhuang Tribe, resulting in the current lack of return.

However, on second thought, maintaining a good relationship with the Yanhuang Tribe was already an accomplished goal, as these people would definitely speak highly of the Chun Tribe even after leaving. Moreover, Yan Shuangshuang gifting him such a precious Scale Armor Knife also signified her friendship.

Considering this, the Chun Tribe had already latched onto the golden thigh that was the Yanhuang Tribe. If the Yanhuang Tribe thrived in the future, they certainly wouldn’t forget the Chun Tribe, so there was really nothing bad about it.

Convincing himself thus, Hagen’s mood improved again. No matter what, his goal was achieved, although they lost dozens of people, future alliances with the Yanhuang Tribe through marriages could still be hoped for. Not all Yanhuang Tribe people could refuse to marry into the Chun Tribe.

After bidding farewell to their allied tribes, the group set out to return to the Yanhuang Tribe. However, before heading back, Yan Shuangshuang led the group to the soap tree forest she had discovered, collecting many soap pod fruits.

Despite having been chased and hidden all over previously, Yan Shuangshuang managed to steal time to explain the benefits of soap pod fruits to the Yanhuang Tribe.

After learning about the benefits, everyone in the Yanhuang Tribe became excited. The allure of toiletries was strong, and after discovering the effects of soap pod fruits, they took turns eagerly using them to wash themselves, immediately falling in love with them!

After using the soap pod fruits to bathe, they felt their skin become whiter, their hair transformed from greasy and coarse to silky smooth when gently tossed. Everyone was delighted, feeling they had increased their charm after a bath.

While others in the Yanhuang Tribe were bathing daily with the soap pod fruits, cleaning themselves up, and enjoying romance, Yan Shuangshuang was the only one hiding everywhere from a crowd of pursuing men.

These men chased her like mice during the day, and wailed mournfully singing outside her tent at night, making her restless day and night. Yan Shuangshuang became haggard, unable to focus on anything because she couldn’t rest well.

This time at the Red Flower Festival, besides flaunting Yanhuang Tribe’s presence again among many tribes and bringing back a large piece of golden python skin, the biggest reward was the soap pod fruits.

Everyone, accompanied by their partners and carrying the soap pod fruits, talked and laughed all the way back. Yan Shuangshuang was in high spirits too. No matter what, she could finally escape from the men who harassed her day and night; at least she could sleep peacefully at night without being startled by sudden wailing.

On the way back from the Red Flower Festival to the Yanhuang Tribe, everyone continued at the same pace as when they came, resting when needed and journeying when necessary.

And before every rest, the essential task was hunting for food. For some reason, perhaps just her imagination, since leaving the Red Flower Festival, Yan Shuangshuang consistently had the feeling of being followed, as if there were eyes watching the Yanhuang Tribe secretly.

This feeling was most intense when Yan Shuangshuang went out hunting, but upon checking, she could never find anyone tracking or spying on them.