Chapter 609: Chapter Six Hundred and Five: Seeking Medical Help

The anxious tribe leader, Mi Jin, only stood up to give orders to his guard, Mizhu, after finishing all the work at hand: “Go to the Medicine Valley.”

Mizhu shivered all over, immediately realizing that the previous Wind Media messenger might have come to inform about the severe injury of the front-line Martial Ancestor. Could it be that they were defeated at the front line!?

With an unlucky premonition, Mizhu’s face turned bitter, and he hurriedly went out to prepare a carriage.

As soon as they got Mi Jin on the royal vehicle, Mizhu could no longer hide his anxiousness and asked: “Father, was the message just now related to the frontline? Is it that the Sect Head is seriously injured? Or have we lost at the frontline?”

Mi Jin furrowed his brows at his son’s anxious behavior and sternly said, “Calm down.”

For a leader, maintaining composure in the face of joy or anger doesn’t mean pretending to be calm, but realizing that panic is the most meaningless response when things have already happened.

You can be incapable of solving the problem, but if you panic in the face of difficulties and cannot perform with your full capabilities, you do not possess the qualities of a leader. Mi Jin was disappointed by Mizhu’s behavior.

In a short while, the two arrived at Medicine Valley, and the Medicine God Sect’s Mi Yu was already waiting at the door. Seeing the tribe leader Mi Jin, who had just gotten off the royal vehicle, he quickly stepped forward, but as he was about to speak, Mi Jin waved his hand and said: “Let’s discuss this inside.”

Yu led Mi Jin into the quiet room. Before closing the door, Mi Jin turned back and instructed Mizhu: “You guard the door here. Before I come

Mi Jin followed Mi Yu into the room and

the quiet room, they saw those who had been dispatched to the rear of North Mountain sitting in

team, relied upon as their trump card, was defeated, Mi Jin couldn’t imagine what kind of

Mi Jin, could afford the failure of a single plan. But he couldn’t afford the loss of the martial spirit of so many

crucial moment to rebuild everyone’s confidence. So, he smiled and said to Sect Head Mi Hu: “Thanks to your efforts in distracting the enemy from the front lines, we were able to gain an advantage on the battlefield. Now that you are back at the right time, with your participation, our allied forces can surely enhance their momentum and seize the southwest foothills of North

saw that Mi Hu and his team had lost both arms. But for the Mi Clan, with its profound heritage, the regrowth of lost limbs was nothing significant. They strived for the long-term

but Mi Hu and the others weren’t moved in the slightest. Even the medicine

that something was

one spoke. Finally, the medicine master Mi Yu spoke with difficulty, “Tribe leader, we asked for you because we needed to tell you that the doctors in the Medicine Valley have tried three or

out of words, seemingly unable to find suitable adjectives

looked into the eyes of Tribe leader Mi Jin, and said dejectedly, “Like a natural deformity that cannot be

was finally caught off guard. He turned his head and asked the old medicine master in disbelief, “They obviously lost their arms during a battle. Why can’t they be

of top-class Martial Ancestors, they were not inferior to those in the front line. But such an elite

and bows and arrows. Losing their hands would mean

this happen? Mi

further into the future. If one could lose their arms in a great battle with the Tang Clan, who would dare to fight to the death for the tribe in the

Ancestors of the Tang Clan master a secret technique that would permanently cripple the enemy’s limbs, it would completely change the situation of the war between

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