Chapter 259: The Little Companion Who Turned Into a Ball

Snow Tiger Clan chief looked at the small female who hadn't been seen for a while, feeling moved; he had let Wu Yue stay because of a beast crystal.

I thought this little female wouldn't survive a few days and wouldn't waste much food, but I didn't expect such a big gain.

"Your trip to the Black Wolf Tribe really wasn't in vain—not only can you heal festering wounds, but most importantly, you actually discovered precious salt."

He said this, feeling somewhat moved.

Who would have thought that in such a cave, there would be so many salt crystals?

Wu Yue grinned: "This is everyone's achievement."

Having personally seen the salt crystal mine the clansmen spoke of, tasted the rich salt flavor, the Beastman Warriors who had dug all the way from the tribe boiled over with excitement.

At that moment, no one had the mind to rest; they all howled and began hauling the salt crystals.

Seeing them pack the salt crystals into the familiar vine bags, Wu Yue stared dumbfounded.

Has Granny Flower Tree's vine bag business already been officially recognized?

This time, Wu Yue packed her belongings and followed the Beastman Warriors back to the tribe.

Gazing at the long-unseen Snow Tiger Tribe, she felt the heart that had been suspended drop instantly.

Had she already come to regard this place as her home?

The sturdy Beastman Warriors carrying many items arrived at the pure-human living area, naturally drawing a crowd.

Wu Yue's little house remained unchanged, though the surrounding neighbors had all moved into new homes.

Seeing her return, everyone warmly greeted her.

Pushing open her small courtyard gate, Wu Yue walked toward the house relaxed, but Yuan Lang behind her suddenly reached out to stop her, then turned his body to shield her from behind.

The Beastfolk's low, resonant voice suddenly turned cold: "There's something inside."

Wu Yue's body tensed instantly: "Something?"

"What is it?"

Yuan Lang frowned: "Stay here; if there's danger, run out immediately without hesitation—I'll go check."

Having said that, he handed the small bamboo basket to Wu Yue beside him and headed straight for the hut's door.

Before the Beastfolk's bony hand even touched the door, a cheerful voice came from inside: "Yue, you're back!"

Having said that, without even seeing who it was, she lunged forward.

But the Beastfolk stuck out a leg to block her inside the doorway.

Hearing Qingcao's voice, Wu Yue instantly relaxed, then looked at Yuan Lang: "It's Qingcao, she's not a thing."

As the words fell, she realized they sounded a bit like insulting beasts.

Meanwhile, Qingcao finally managed to climb up from the ground with some effort, standing in the doorway with her head out, beaming at Wu Yue.

Seeing her companion again, Wu Yue felt delighted, tossed the basket to a nearby Beastman Warrior, then jogged down the steps.

But...

Is this bloated ball before us actually Qingcao?

Wu Yue watched the constantly wobbling swim ring on her belly, feeling disillusioned.

So after all, is the saying about a beautiful facade being just a fat swim ring bouncing back and forth?

"Qingcao, can you tell me, you who can't get meat, how did you turn yourself into this state in such a period?"

Qingcao glanced embarrassedly at Yuan Lang behind her, then muttered: "Yue, I'm not fat; I just accidentally ate a poisonous weed mixed in with the wild vegetables when I gathered them last time, and ended up like this."