A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

Chapter 222 Ominous Signs Grow Stronger

Ye Shuli felt a chill run down her spine, a sensation like being stared at by a venomous snake, which sent shivers down her spine.

"They're here!" she whispered, her voice unusually calm, like the calm before a storm.

The air around them seemed to freeze, everyone's breathing was clearly audible, and the atmosphere was so tense it felt like it was about to explode.

The tribesmen gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve, ready to face the impending challenge.

"Young Miss, what do we do now?" a young clansman asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with unease.

Ye Shuli took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "What are you afraid of! They're just a bunch of clowns, what can they do to cause trouble!" Although her tone was tough, her clenched fists betrayed her inner tension.

"Young lady is right! Let's fight them!" roared a burly man, full of fighting spirit.

“But…should we really take the initiative? What if we fall into an ambush?” an elder of the tribe asked worriedly. “In my opinion, we should hold our ground and wait for reinforcements!”

"Reinforcements? By the time reinforcements arrive, it'll be too late!" a young tribesman retorted impatiently. "We must take the initiative and catch them off guard!"

For a time, the clansmen were discussing it and had different opinions.

Some advocate taking the initiative, while others advocate sticking to the family tradition.

The two voices intertwined, making the already tense atmosphere even more chaotic.

Ye Shuli looked at her clansmen arguing endlessly and felt extremely anxious.

Taking the initiative to attack may offer a chance to catch the enemy off guard, but it is extremely risky, and the slightest mistake could lead to the annihilation of the entire army; while defending the clan is safe, it is tantamount to waiting for death, and the clan will eventually be breached by the enemy.

"Enough!" Ye Shuli roared, interrupting the argument.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and with a firm gaze sweeping over the crowd, said, word by word, "I know you are all scared, but now is not the time for infighting! We must unite and face the enemy together!"

"But... Miss, what should we do?" a clansman asked cautiously.

Ye Shuli frowned, her gaze fixed on the distance, remaining silent.

She knew in her heart that no matter which option she chose, it was fraught with risks.

She had to make a choice, a choice that would determine the fate of her entire family.

Just as she was caught in a dilemma, a voice broke the deadlock...

"I have something to say."

The representative of the scattered clansmen, a lean man named Ye Yuanhang, stepped forward. His hawk-like gaze swept over the crowd, and he said in a deep voice, "Young Miss, fellow clansmen, I have an idea." He paused, his eyes flashing with wisdom, "We cannot simply defend ourselves, nor can we launch a rash attack. My suggestion is to break up our forces into smaller groups and take the initiative!"

"Break it down into smaller parts?" The crowd looked puzzled, and the murmurs of discussion resumed.

Ye Yuanhang explained, “We can divide our clansmen into several small teams and have them infiltrate the enemy’s territory to conduct reconnaissance and harassment. In this way, we can not only find out the enemy’s strength, but also disperse the enemy’s forces and reduce the pressure on our clan. At the same time, we must leave a portion of our elite forces to guard the clan, just in case.”

This proposal immediately sparked heated discussions among the clansmen.

Some people agree, some disagree, and various opinions are intertwined.

"That's a great idea! It can scout out enemy positions, harass them, and protect the clan's strength—a triple win!" a young clansman exclaimed excitedly.

“But isn’t this too risky? What if the team is discovered by the enemy? Wouldn’t we be like lambs to the slaughter?” an older member of the tribe asked worriedly.

"What's there to be afraid of! Fortune favors the bold! If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cub!" another clansman said boldly.

Just as everyone was arguing, Jiang Ye lazily stretched and said slowly, "Hey, aren't you all tired of arguing for so long? I've made a little discovery, I don't know if it'll be useful."

Everyone immediately fell silent, their eyes all turning to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye rubbed his nose, chuckled, and said, "I just used my 'clairvoyance' to observe, and I found that there seems to be a strange energy fluctuation in the central area of ​​that mysterious power, somewhat like... like the smell of our family's ancestral hot pot broth?"

Everyone was completely baffled. What was all this about? Hot pot base?

Ye Shuli's eyes lit up. She remembered an ancient formation recorded in her family's ancient books that required a special spice to activate.

Is it...

"Jiang Ye, are you sure you're smelling hot pot broth?" Ye Shuli asked excitedly.

"Uh... I don't know if it's hot pot broth, but it has a very strong aroma that smells weird." Jiang Ye scratched his head and said uncertainly.

"Great!" Ye Shuli exclaimed excitedly, "I know how to deal with that mysterious power!"

The clansmen cheered and expressed their gratitude to Jiang Ye.

Ye Shuli immediately summoned the family elders and revealed her plan in detail.

The elders all expressed their agreement after hearing this.

"There's no time to lose, let's act immediately!" Ye Shuli said decisively.

As night fell, the clan's houses were brightly lit, and the clansmen were nervously preparing for the upcoming battle...

Ye Shuli walked over to Jiang Ye, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Thanks to you this time, Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye chuckled and said, "No problem, no problem. But I have another question..."

"what is the problem?"

"What brand is that hot pot base?"

The dark, imposing enemy army surged in like a tidal wave, their battle cries deafening, as if they intended to devour the entire Ye family.

Ye Shuli stood on high ground, her gaze cold and decisive.

"Release the arrows!" she commanded, and a rain of arrows fell like locusts, blotting out the sky and instantly felling a large number of the enemy at the forefront.

"Holy crap, so many people! Are they going to use a human wave tactic?" Jiang Ye complained as he swung his longsword, cutting down the approaching enemies one by one.

He moved with agility and his sword aura was sharp. He moved through the enemy ranks like a ghost, and wherever he went, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The enemy clearly underestimated the Ye family's resistance. They originally thought they could take them down easily, but they encountered fierce resistance instead.

They were all fearless and relentless, but the Ye family was like an impregnable steel wall.

"You little brats from the Ye family, you're quite resilient!" a burly enemy general with a face full of scars said with a sneer. "However, you can only keep jumping around for a while! Once our army arrives, you'll all be doomed!"

"Bullshit! You bunch of crooks and rascals think you can destroy my Ye family? Dream on!" a member of the Ye family roared, wielding his long sword with fierce speed, cutting down several enemies.

The battle grew increasingly fierce, with both sides becoming bloodthirsty.

Although the Ye family was small in number, they managed to hold off the enemy's attack thanks to their superb martial arts skills and tenacious fighting spirit.

Suddenly, a powerful psionic energy fluctuation came from the enemy ranks, and a figure dressed in black, exuding a cold aura, slowly stepped out.

"Ye Shuli, prepare to die!" The man in black's voice was icy cold, like a demon from hell.

"Not good! It's Black Fiend!" The Ye family members' expressions changed drastically. Black Fiend was a top expert in the enemy camp, and his strength was unfathomable.

"Little Ye, watch out!" Jiang Ye shouted, standing in front of Ye Shuli.

The longsword in his hand shone brightly, and a powerful spiritual force surged forth, colliding with Hei Sha's attack.

With a loud "boom," Jiang Ye was blasted away, spitting out blood.

"Jiang Ye!" Ye Shuli exclaimed, her eyes filled with worry.

She tried to rush over, but was entangled by several enemies.

"Haha, overestimating yourself!" Hei Sha sneered and launched another attack, his powerful spiritual energy pressing down on Jiang Ye like a tidal wave.

Jiang Ye gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. He swung his long sword again, and sword energy flew like dragons, colliding with Hei Sha's attack.

"Jiang Ye, run! You're no match for him!" Ye Shuli shouted anxiously.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Yezi, I can still hold on!" Jiang Ye grinned, his eyes full of determination.

His spiritual power erupted once more, and a dazzling light shot into the sky...

"Huh? This kid..." A hint of surprise flashed in Black Fiend's eyes, "Interesting..." He slowly raised his hand...

Hei Sha slowly raised his hand, about to deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Ye, when suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted over, causing him to pause.

"What's that smell? It smells so good!" He couldn't help but sniff, looking completely captivated.

"Now's the time!" Ye Shuli seized the opportunity and shouted, "Activate the formation!"

The tribesmen, who had been lying in ambush, immediately spewed the "special hot pot base" they had prepared beforehand onto the enemy lines.

The rich aroma instantly filled the air, and the enemies were all captivated, inhaling the fragrance with rapt attention and completely forgetting about the battle.

"Holy crap, what is this? It smells amazing!"

"Hey, stop hitting me, let me smell it again..."

"This tastes...it's like the hot pot broth my grandma used to make..."

The enemy's formation was thrown into chaos, and the Ye family seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. The clash of swords and the shouts of battle shook the heavens.

The once-fierce enemy troops were now running around like a swarm of headless flies, utterly powerless to resist.

"What's going on? My power..." Black Fiend was horrified to discover that his spiritual power was rapidly draining away, and his body was becoming limp, unable to muster any strength.

"Hehe, I forgot to tell you, our family's secret hot pot broth has special effects!" Jiang Ye said with a sly grin, "It cures all kinds of stubbornness!"

Ye Shuli thrust her sword at Hei Sha, who was powerless to dodge and was pierced through the heart. He fell to the ground, lifeless.

Upon seeing their commander dead, the enemy army's morale collapsed, and they abandoned their armor and fled in disarray.

"We won! We won!" The Ye family members cheered and jumped for joy, their morale soaring.

"Little Ye, you're amazing! That hot pot base tactic is absolutely brilliant!" Jiang Ye gave Ye Shuli a thumbs up.

Ye Shuli smiled slightly, but she didn't feel relaxed at all.

She knew this was just a test by the enemy; the real crisis was yet to come.

She looked up into the distance, where an even more powerful and mysterious force was gathering...

"The real battle," Ye Shuli clenched her fists, her gaze resolute, "has only just begun..."