Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Ting Lan was watching Tingxue with a frown, ready to scold her. The two sisters had always been by Shuangshuang’s side, carefully taught by her, and had long regarded Shuangshuang as their elder.

Although Shuangshuang was a few years younger than them, Ting Lan could never forget those warm hands extended when they were on the verge of starvation.

Not to mention all these years, Shuangshuang’s meticulous care and guidance they had received.

Facing Shuangshuang, whom Ting Lan respected from the bottom of her heart, she always hoped that she and her sister could do better and be more outstanding, hoping Shuangshuang would praise them more.

Unfortunately, Tingxue’s personality was too carefree; whether studying or doing anything else, she often got distracted. Every time, Ting Lan would try to correct her.

This time, Shuangshuang came to harvest herbs to make new medicine, not just to inspect the herb field. At this moment, the sisters should be by Shuangshuang’s side, learning and helping. Yet, as soon as her sister came in, she got distracted, thinking about wild fruits, leaving Ting Lan very displeased.

So Ting Lan prepared to admonish Tingxue again, emphasizing the importance of learning from the Great Witch, and not always relying on the Great Witch’s affection with a mind full of eating, wasting all of the Great Witch’s teachings.

Unexpectedly, before Ting Lan could speak, Tingxue screamed suddenly, startling the words right back down Ting Lan’s throat.

Startled by Tingxue’s sudden scream, Ting Lan angrily slapped Tingxue’s forehead, ”What are you yelling about? Did you bump into a spider or a green worm? I told you not to be so timid; spiders and bugs are nothing to be afraid of.”

But this time, instead of being reprimanded by her sister Ting Lan, Tingxue nervously pointed in a direction, her face pale with fear, her finger trembling, ”There... there’s a dead body!”

Dead body? Reflexively, Ting Lan followed Tingxue’s finger and saw a bloodied man face down and motionless among the thorns and near the wild fruits.

”Ah!” Seeing clearly it was indeed a bloodied person lying there, Ting Lan was also startled into a short scream.

It’s no wonder Ting Lan and Tingxue were so nervous; under Shuangshuang’s leadership, the Silver Tiger Tribe had rarely seen dead bodies for many years.

The bitter memories of Ting Lan and Tingxue’s past had been unconsciously overshadowed with the warmth of the Silver Tiger Tribe since they followed Shuangshuang.

Given the tribe’s long streak of no deaths, Ting Lan and Tingxue naturally hadn’t seen a dead body, making the sudden sight of one quite shocking.

”What’s wrong? Why are you two screaming?” Shuangshuang, who was inspecting the herb field up ahead, heard the continuous screams from Ting Lan and Tingxue and turned to ask with concern.

Shuangshuang could understand Tingxue’s scream; the girl had always been jumpy, running into the herb field only to scream at bugs, spiders, or snakes – it was expected.

But Ting Lan, usually calm and unafraid of such creatures, was also screaming, making Shuangshuang worry that they had encountered something serious, like a venomous snake, prompting her inquiry.

Turning back, Shuangshuang saw Ting Lan and Tingxue staring palely at one spot, and Tingxue, seeing Shuangshuang look back, rushed over, clinging to her arm tightly.

Her finger still pointed at the prone body, telling Shuangshuang, ”Great Witch, there’s a dead body over there! It’s terrifying, how can there be a dead body in our herb field?”

Following Tingxue’s finger, Shuangshuang frowned slightly. How could someone appear in the herb field? Was it a thief, a member of the Silver Tiger Tribe, or an outsider?

In such thought, Shuangshuang approached the prone person, talking to Tingxue, who was closely following and holding onto her arm, ”It might not be a corpse; let’s see if there’s any breath.”

Speaking as she walked, Shuangshuang reached the person, noticing upon closer inspection the many wounds covering the man’s body.

The most severe was a massive wound running almost diagonally from shoulder to waist on his back, where the flesh and skin were grotesquely twisted, seemingly caused by some fearsome animal’s claws.

Such a large wound indicated he had likely encountered a Horror Beast, escaping into the herb field in a panic.

The man’s body proportions were excellent, his skin fair, not like a Beastman who roamed under the sun but rather resembling Shuangshuang, someone who lived in a cave away from sunlight.

Half-heartedly, Shuangshuang squatted down to check the man’s carotid artery. Checking a person’s breath to determine life is unreliable.

When a person nears death, their breath weakens to the point of detection failure; only checking the pulse can truly determine life.

As Shuangshuang reached to check the man’s pulse, she thought about alerting the tribe of a possible nearby Horror Beast.

Horror Beasts are dangerous; it’s best to search with Illusion Beast Incense to eliminate threats beforehand. The consequences of a Beast invading the tribe in her absence would be disastrous.

Hmm, there’s pulse, weak but there; unbelievably, the man wasn’t dead. Despite such severe injury and blood loss, he lived, his Life Force proving remarkably strong.

With the man alive, Shuangshuang couldn’t ignore him, retrieving her emergency kit from her carry bag, containing a cleansing solution, hemostatic powder, and Recovery Pill, she cleaned his wounds before applying medicine.

Shuangshuang focused on the massive wound on his back; this was the fatal wound leading to extreme blood loss, nearly killing him.

As Shuangshuang cleaned the wounds, the unconscious man seemed to feel the sting of cleansing pain, issuing a low, appealing groan.

While she cleaned, Ting Lan and Tingxue assisted; once the wounds were healed, and the bleeding ceased with hemostatic powder, Shuangshuang raised the man’s head, ready to administer medicine.

On raising his head, Shuangshuang hesitated upon seeing his delicate yet handsome face, her gaze cooling, as the man was all too familiar.

In her past life, he was the most respected by Shuangshuang, later Su Jinghao’s greatest ally, indirectly causing Shuangshuang’s downfall by supporting Su Jinghao.

This severely injured, dying man who stumbled into her herb field was Yan Ming, the Great Witch of her past life’s Silver Tiger Clan!

In her past life, Yan Ming was summoned from the Flame Department of the Super Tribe by Dou Yan, her grandfather, the Clan Leader of the Silver Tiger Clan, when Shuangshuang was ten.

This time, with Shuangshuang’s presence, the tribe hadn’t thought to bring another Great Witch, leading her to believe Yan Ming wouldn’t appear. Unexpectedly, she met him under such circumstances.