"Is this... the Demon God tribe?"
Jian Wushuang looked around as he thought back to how he met Gu Yang, who then carried him back to the tribe.
"We're the Eighth Tribe. I'm an Elder of Eighth Tribe and you can call me Elder Ying." Elder Ying looked at him. "You were badly hurt, so I asked Jiu to give you a drop of Essence Blood. With that, you should be mostly healed now."
Just then, the extremely ferocious bug, with many tentacles, on her arm raised its head and looked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang looked back at it. Although he didn't know how precious its Essence Blood was, he was well aware of how severe his injury was. Under normal circumstances, even if he had used a general elixir or treasure, it would have been impossible for him to recover without half a month.
But that drop of Essence Blood from the bug had almost completely healed him in a very short time.
"Thank you," said Jian Wushuang.