Chapter 307: Unbelievable

Ye Duo's crying shouts had not yet faded when surrounding gasps and drawn breaths arose.

Hearing everyone's voices, Ye Duo involuntarily stopped her wailing and looked over, only to see the tribespeople's gazes all focused on her, and a bad premonition instantly welled up in her heart.

Lowering her head to look at her body, she saw ugly parasitic insects still twitching hanging from her chest, arms, and legs; she immediately rolled her eyes and with a "ge" sound fainted.

Wu Yue simply ignored Ye Duo's condition, turning to face the tribespeople: "Ye Duo, as a shaman disciple, actually went up herself, letting everyone witness the entire process of expelling the parasites."

But everyone, note that later you shouldn't just splash it out directly; you can dip a branch in the medicine and flick it out.

Since Ye Duo is a shaman disciple, she naturally deserves some special treatment."

The tribespeople are smart beasts; everyone knows Wu Yue's little thoughts, yet they feel no dislike toward such a young female, and they all laughed in agreement.

Afterwards, the people received chili peppers from Wu Yue and then went home directly to kill the parasites.

The shaman walked over to Wu Yue, who was tidying the chili peppers, and a few beastman warriors beside her: "Yue, just put these herbs away."

Wu Yue looked at the remaining two baskets of chili peppers, took one out and handed it to Yuan Lang beside her, then turned to the shaman and said: "Shaman, I plan to take this basket of herbs to the slaves; they too are part of the Snow Tiger Tribe and will have parasites on them."

Hearing this, the shaman instantly furrowed his brows: "Indeed, we had forgotten about them."

After saying that, he sighed, looking at her and Yuan Lang and the few beasts: "You few will follow Wu Yue on this trip."

All the beasts agreed in unison.

Looking at the obedient beastman warriors standing behind Yuan Lang, Wu Yue couldn't help but sigh: this fellow, after coming over after me, has actually developed so many little followers.

Moreover, seeing these young beastman warriors each obeying his words, tsk tsk tsk...

Are you trying to build your own army and become a commander again?

The few people all the way arrived at the grass huts where the slaves lived.

Seeing their living environment for the first time, Wu Yue was somewhat dumbfounded.

Looking at this grass hut propped up by just four wooden sticks before her, she now felt immensely fortunate for having exchanged a crystal core for ordinary tribe member status.

Knowing how useless the original owner's body was, if she lived in such a place, she feared she would have already gone to meet the Beast God here.

Seeing Wu Yue and the beastman warriors, the slaves inside the few grass huts instantly became somewhat panicked.

The beastman warriors wore cold faces, their attitude toward slaves and ordinary tribespeople being distinctly different.

Wu Yue scanned the surroundings, and inside one grass hut she saw several familiar faces—the slaves who had dug sweet potatoes with her last time.

She smiled and waved at them; the slaves who blindly adored Wu Yue didn't hesitate at all, getting up and running over.

"You... you're looking for us?"

The speaker was an uncle from Wu Yue's former small tribe, named Changye, a very diligent male.

Wu Yue signaled Yuan Lang to put the basket behind him on the ground.

Upon seeing the red herbs inside the basket, the slaves' shock was indescribable in words.

Changye's eyes reddened as he looked at Wu Yue: "You... this is..."

He had a vague guess in his heart, but he dared not believe it.