Chapter 148: Poison Arrow

But an unexpected scene appeared; that docile ape directly ignored the arrow that was still shorter than its palm, and turned to attack again.

What disappointed Wu Yue was that, as it turned around, the creature arrogantly wiggled its butt, directly shoving the arrow aside.

They went about energetically, but the result turned out to be utterly naked.

Looking at the arrow lying in the grass that had been shoved aside by the docile ape's butt, it felt rather interesting.

"Wu Yue, what is this?"

Yuan Lang, who had jumped to the bow and arrow to dodge the docile ape's attack, was about to bend down to pick up the arrow when Wu Yue saw this and her face changed dramatically.

He quickly shouted, "Uncle Yuan Qi, the black tip of that arrow is poisoned; try to slash the docile ape with it during the fight, so we might still have a sliver of a chance."

The Beastfolk all rejoiced upon hearing this; Yuan Qi casually grabbed a vine, wrapped it around his hand, and picked up the black-tipped poison arrow.

He rejoined the battle.

But the arrow could not compare to the Beastfolk's claws; Uncle Yuan Qi's arrow repeatedly scraped the docile ape's fur without even nicking a hair.

"Uncle, attack their weak spot."

Wu Yue watched anxiously, and the arrow in her hand accidentally slipped loose.

A familiar whooshing sound rang out; the docile ape had no intention of paying attention, but as the arrow approached, the fur on its body suddenly stood on end.

But by then it was already too late; the sharp arrow pierced straight in, and after a short shout, the docile ape let out a miserable howl.

Another docile ape, seeing its companion's miserable state, seemed startled by the scene, unconsciously retreated several steps, hid behind a large tree, peeking out, fearing that the next unlucky one would be itself.

Several middle-aged Beastfolk stood there with incredulous expressions, staring at the black arrow embedded in the docile ape's anus.

They all looked at Wu Yue with complex expressions.

Yuan Qi suddenly realized and said, "So the weak spot you meant, Yue, is the anus."

Wuyue: "…"

"No, listen to my explanation; this is absolutely a misunderstanding—I just slipped with my hand."

Perhaps after waiting a moment, seeing no palm-sized wooden stick appear, the docile ape that had been a little timid immediately jumped out from behind the tree.

It first looked around, as if sensing the harmonious atmosphere, and then howled as it charged again at several middle-aged Beastfolk.

Its speed and momentum gave the impression of grabbing someone and fleeing.

Yuan Qi and the others hurried to dodge, saying, "Wu Yue, shoot another arrow."

Wu Yue wore a stiff face: "Just now it was a guess."

As soon as the words fell, the bow and arrow in her hand were taken by a large hand with distinct knuckles.

A low, magnetic voice sounded beside her ear: "Arrow."

Wu Yue quickly handed over the arrow soaked in poison: "Watch out for the poison."

The Beastfolk gave a low response, nocked the bow and shot the arrow in one smooth motion, the movement skilled and handsome.

As the arrow was shot, the docile ape over there let out a piercing howl.

Wu Yue turned her head and saw that the arrow had pierced straight into one of the docile ape's large eyes.

The deadly poison instantly spread through the pupil.

By the time the Beastfolk reacted, the two docile apes had already lost their breath.

Yuan Qi and the several middle-aged Beastfolk exchanged a glance, feeling a sense of having survived a disaster.

The exposed skin of the two docile apes had already turned black.

"This poison is truly terrifying."

Yuan Lang walked over holding a few stalks of medicinal herbs: "This is the venom of the snake beast that bit the Mad Lion Tribe's Beastfolk last time; I helped the little female collect it."