A vile, ugly, and fat female? A chaotic scene of six beastly husbands vying for her favor.

Chapter 72 Your mouth is dirty, let me wash it for you.
The next morning, Lingyu went out to find Wei to check on the farming progress and to find out how effective the tribe's elder was in winning people's hearts.

Not long after leaving the cave, I heard several females digging clay in the woods, and they seemed to mention her name:

"Hey, have you heard? Yu is an evil spirit. It's because of her that our tribe has suffered so many disasters."

"No way, that was done by Yang. Yu is the one who saved everyone."

"Just take that with a grain of salt. How can a female save people? Does she have a beast body? She was killed before she even touched the Yang tribe. Look at her now, safe and sound."

"That's true. I also think she's a bit strange. She used to be so fat, lazy, and dirty, but in just a few months, she's like a completely different person. And this clay, you can make bowls and jars just by firing it, who would have thought?"

"So she's possessed by an evil spirit! She's not from our tribe at all!"

Ling Yu felt a chill in her heart. She admitted that she had changed rather quickly, but she had never hurt anyone.

She even taught them how to dig clay; has she become an evil spirit? Why not say she's a deity?

Ling Yu's face darkened when the female who had been talking badly about her turned around. It was Mei again! It seemed she had been spreading rumors about her among the females these past few days.

The females around her were starting to have some doubts after hearing her words.

"Mei, if you have something to say, you can say it to me in person." Ling Yu walked over coldly.

Mei was startled at first, then took two steps back, her face contorted with sarcasm: "Tsk tsk tsk, you've brought such a disaster to the tribe, how dare you still run around like this? You won't stop until you've killed us, will you?"

"Tell me then, how did I bring about this disaster?" Ling Yu's gaze swept over the people present.

Two females quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yu, Mei was just joking, she was just saying it casually, don't take it to heart."

"Yes, you've helped us so much, we're so grateful to you."

As soon as the female finished speaking, Mei scoffed disdainfully: "You're afraid of her, but I'm not. Yu, I heard from others that you were personally captured by Yang. How could a female like you survive under his command?"

"Yang is dead! Did you kill him using evil magic?!"

Ling Yu curled the corners of her lips and sneered, "It seems you'd rather I were dead than Yang live. What are you doing in our tribe then? Wouldn't it be better to go to Yang's tribe?"

"You! What are you saying!" Mei jumped up and down in anger. "If anyone should get out, it's you! You're not even one of our tribe! You're an evil spirit!"

Ling Yu didn't want to argue with her; it was pointless, and Mei couldn't provide any evidence.

“Yu is not an evil spirit! Yu saved us! If it weren’t for her, we would be dead!” At this moment, a young female, not yet a teenager, walked over and shouted angrily at Mei:

"Mei, you've been spreading rumors and slanders against the tribe these past few days. You've gone too far!"

The little female Lingyu who spoke up for her looked somewhat familiar; she seemed to be one of the people rescued from the Yang tribe, but she had forgotten her name.

Mei glanced at the little female with disdain and sneered, "Qiu! You've been violated by so many males like Yanghe, how dare you show your face here?"

"With a body as filthy as yours, you should first consider whether any male will want you in the future."

These words immediately brought tears to Qiu's eyes. "I...I didn't..."

"Stop pretending! You were the first female Yang captured. How could Yang not have made a move on you? To tell you the truth, with your filth, you've long been a laughing stock!"

Mei spoke harshly, deliberately targeting Qiu's most vulnerable spot. The other females looked at Qiu with sympathy, offering casual words of advice:

"Oh dear, Qiu is also a victim, Mei, you've gone too far."

"Stop talking, stop talking..."

Qiu's tears finally spilled over, her body trembled violently, and she rushed over in anguish, grabbing Mei's clothes and crying out, "I didn't! I'm not dirty, I'm not dirty, it's Yang..."

She recalled what the males had done to her when Yang first captured her and brought her into the tribe; it was like a nightmare that haunted her relentlessly.

"Go away!"

Mei slapped the small Qiu to the ground and looked down at her, saying, "You were defiled by a foreign male at such a young age, and instead of hiding, you came out to speak up for that evil spirit. You deserve it!"

Qiu fell to the ground, her arm red. "Yu is not an evil spirit!" "You still dare..." Mei was about to rush up and attack Qiu again, but Ling Yu grabbed her and pulled her back. When she turned her head and saw Ling Yu's cold and terrifying face, she panicked a little.

"Since you have such a foul mouth, I don't mind helping you out!"

The angrier Ling Yu became, the calmer her face grew. She grabbed Mei and dragged her toward the nearby river.

Her strength and physique have been enhanced, making her more powerful than ordinary females.

Holding Mei like a prey, Mei struggled desperately: "Yu, are you crazy! Let me go! Let me go! It hurts so much..."

The females followed suit, constantly trying to dissuade them.

Qiu quickly wiped away her tears and followed, afraid that Ling Yu might do something irreversible in a moment of impulse.

Ling Yu dragged Mei to the riverbank, where Mei struggled desperately like a pig about to be slaughtered for the New Year, her eyes filled with terror.
"Help! Someone, please help me! Quickly!"

The females who had followed exchanged glances, none daring to step forward.

Mei just said that Yu might be an evil spirit and they shouldn't get too close, lest it harm them too.
Qiu anxiously urged, "Yu, calm down!"

"You can't calm down. This foul-mouthed, rumor-spreading scumbag needs to wash his mouth!" As Ling Yu spoke, she suddenly shoved Mei's head into the river.

"Hoo... Ah..."

Mei choked on several mouthfuls of water, her hair and clothes were completely wet, and she struggled frantically.

Ling Yu remained expressionless, her hands continuing their work, her gaze coldly fixed on Mei, and also on the few opportunistic females, as she coldly said:
"A woman's chastity is not about her body! The enemy tribe did the wrong thing, so what kind of skill is it to speak so foully to your own people?"

"If you were the ones who were kidnapped back then, and you finally returned only to be treated like this by your own people, how would you feel? Before blindly criticizing others, try to put yourself in their shoes, or you'll be next!"

The females blushed as they listened, but they took it all to heart.

Yes, if I were captured, I would not only not receive love and care from my tribe when I returned, but I would also be called dirty. How painful that would be.

Sometimes, when the whip isn't being applied to us, we tend to see things from the perspective of the abuser, forgetting that we might be the next ones to be whipped.

Qiu listened, tears streaming down her face, and looked at Yu with deep emotion.

"Thank you..."

Seeing that Mei's mouth was almost clean, Ling Yu suddenly picked her up and threw her aside. Mei coughed desperately, her nose, eyes and ears full of water, looking extremely disheveled.

Just as he was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he met Ling Yu's icy gaze and suddenly dared not utter another word.

That damned bitch, how can she have so much strength!

"You, you just wait!" After recovering, Mei scrambled away.

Ling Yu then walked up to Qiu and looked at the young girl with a tender face. If she were in modern times, she would probably only be in junior high school.

She was deeply moved that the little girl was the only one who dared to stand up for her.

She reached out and touched Qiu's hair, her voice softening: "Qiu, if anyone dares to insult you in the future, insult them back. We're not dirty; it's their mouths that are dirty. We can't punish ourselves because of what other people think. Understand?"

Qiu, who had managed to hold back her tears, let them flow freely once more.

After she was abducted by the Yang tribe, her elderly mother worried that she would die. She had no relatives and no one to talk to, and this was the first time she had ever felt warmth.

"Yes, yes! I understand!" She nodded, her voice choked with emotion.

Ling Yu nodded with relief, hoping that the girl would not trap herself in that accident again.

Just then, she heard the sound of water rippling on the river.

Following the sound, Ling Yu immediately saw a flash of icy blue fish tail underwater. She was stunned. Was that Yue? Was he there just now?
(End of this chapter)