Chapter 327

But more of it, however, was flowing from the corner of the Beastfolk's mouth.

Actually, not much was really swallowed.

When the Snow Tiger Shaman fed the herbal medicine again, Wu Yue directly pinched Yuan Lang's nose.

Her action was clearly effective; as the Beastfolk's throat moved, he swallowed the medicine.

The Gu worm suppressed in the chest suddenly let out a sharp hiss, and the pain on Yuan Lang's face became even more evident.

Because of the Snow Tiger Shaman's suppression, after struggling for a long time, it could only helplessly fall silent.

Yuan Lang spat out another mouthful of black blood and fainted.

Wu Yue looked at the Snow Tiger Shaman: "Shaman, how is the Gu worm inside him?"

The Snow Tiger Shaman took a deep breath, leaving a blue shamanic power to continue binding the Gu worm, then said: "The Gu worm is only temporarily suppressed; we now need to find a way to draw it out."

Snow Tiger Beastmen

Wu Yue looked at the bulging spot of the Gu worm, which was at the Beastfolk's heart; this is not something that can be easily moved.

Host, you guessed correctly; that Gu worm is now coiled at Yuan Lang's heart. Originally its target was you, and upon entering Yuan Lang's body it instantly released a strong toxin.

So he now not only faces the danger of the Gu worm possibly devouring his heart at any moment, but also the toxin inside him is a problem.

Wu Yue pursed her lips: "Can't we do surgery? Take the Gu worm out of his body."

Tongzi remained silent for a moment: "It is possible, but host, you also saw the power when this Gu worm erupted just now—it could even pierce the Snow Tiger Shaman's shamanic power barrier."

What if it senses you want to kill it and burrows deeper into Yuan Lang's heart?

The commotion in the cave settled into calm; Yuan Qi then escorted the Black Wolf Shaman inside, seeing his offspring's pallid face, his heart clenched with pain.

Snow Tiger Beastman Warrior

He had also just seen the ferocious appearance of that Gu worm; it clearly intended to kill Wu Yue.

Beside him, the Black Wolf Shaman looked at Yuan Lang's current state, also with a grave expression; he was fully aware of the power of such a Gu worm.

Many of the Beastman Warriors following him from the Black Wolf Tribe have died at the hands of that shaman's Gu worms.

Moreover, their deaths were truly miserable; after death, their corpses were even used by those Gu worms as breeding grounds.

Initially they went to retrieve them because they did not want their tribesmen's corpses to be desecrated by those damned Gu worms.

But they did not expect that the corpses already contained worm eggs; during transport, the eggs hatched, causing them to lose another Beastman Warrior.

Such worms cannot remain in the body for long; the corpses of our tribe's Beastman Warriors have been left with many worm eggs inside by these damned worms.

Everyone hearing this was stunned, and their gazes at Yuan Lang's chest also turned especially grim.

The Snow Tiger Shaman took out a pill-like thing from the cave corner: "This is something the Eagle left for me when he left, saying it's a herbal pill that can daze all Beastman Warriors; now we can only try to see if this pill works on the parasitic worms."

Everyone hearing this couldn't help but hold their breath.

Yuan Qi stepped forward, pried open his child's mouth, the Snow Tiger Shaman shoved the pill in, then, using the previous method of pouring medicine water, got Yuan Lang to swallow the pill.

Perhaps the pill really worked, as Yuan Lang's previously painful, tightly furrowed brow relaxed.

The Snow Tiger Shaman tried to withdraw some of the shamanic power that had been controlling the parasitic worm, and saw that the bluish-black protrusion on his chest now rose and fell regularly with his breathing, without any abnormality.

Seeing this, everyone rejoiced greatly; the Snow Tiger Shaman looked to the Snow Tiger Clan chief beside him and said, "You."

The Snow Tiger Clan chief nodded, his slightly rough palm extending; the index finger of his right hand instantly formed a sharp nail, and Wu Yue even saw that the nail glowed with a golden light.

The sharp nail hovered above the parasitic worm; then the Snow Tiger Clan chief took a deep breath and slowly slit the skin beside the bluish-black protrusion.

Wu Yue saw this and patted the butt of the chubby dough ball beside her: "Go help."

Hearing this, the chubby dough ball didn't dare to dawdle; it quickly followed the slightly opened wound, its sharp fingertip like an afterimage, and when it emerged, it already had a skewered parasitic worm.

The parasitic worm, its body pierced, suddenly struggled, spitting out poison while emitting a sharp hiss.

Wu Yue looked at the Snow Tiger Shaman: "This worm can't be left alive; if it escapes again, your kind of pill probably won't be enough."

The Snow Tiger Shaman nodded: "Kill it."

Hearing this, the little chubby dough ball rubbed its hands, crushed the fat worm on its fingertip to death, then stretched out its chubby paws to look at Wu Yue.

After washing the little chubby dough ball's paws clean with water, Wu Yue then said to the Snow Tiger Shaman: "I'll handle the detox."

The Snow Tiger Shaman nodded: "Mm."

She placed her overlapping hands on Yuan Lang's chest, the green shamanic power in her palms ebbing and flowing, gradually repairing his internal injuries.

"Tiger, last time we split up, Eagle and Lion went together to the Flying Eagle Tribe, the two shamans were together, so the beastfolk of the outer forest tribes didn't dare to act, while you stayed in the Snow Tiger Tribe, surrounded by many Snow Tiger Beastman Warriors protecting you."

So perhaps that's why they attacked me.

The Black Wolf Shaman said in a low voice.

The Snow Tiger Shaman naturally understood his meaning: "Tomorrow I'll send Beastman Warriors to escort you back; you've been out this long and still don't know how the tribe is doing."

If you also have parasitic worms, you must bring the news to us as soon as possible.

The Black Wolf Shaman nodded: "Thank you."

The Snow Tiger Shaman gave a wry smile: "Helping you is helping ourselves; the Polar Forest is a whole, and any trouble in any tribe is bad news for us."

After Yuan Lang's condition stabilized, Yuan Qi took him back.

Wu Yue held the little dough ball and returned to her room, still feeling a lingering fear from today's events.

"Tongzi, is there any pill or powder that can keep the parasitic worms away?"

"Host, are you wanting to prepare this for Yuan Lang?"

Wu Yue nodded: "Given the Beastfolk's recovery ability, by tomorrow Yuan Lang's injury will be mostly healed, and he'll surely still go deep into the forest to hunt fierce beasts."

But now there are these parasitic shamans in the forest; they'd be in danger, and if we had such powder or pills, at least we wouldn't have to worry about these parasitic worms.

Tongzi, hearing this, took out two black-red worms from his small space: "Dry and grind the corpses of these worms into powder; sprinkling it on the body should have some effect."

Looking at the two worm corpses, Wu Yue gave him a speechless look: "I didn't expect you to have such a collecting habit."

Tongzi silently rolled his eyes, then skewered the parasitic worm he'd caught today, preparing to dry it on the little stove.

But the next moment, the parasitic worm's body instantly stiffened, and a gloomy, cold voice suddenly echoed in the room: "Little female, I've remembered your scent; next time I won't let you go... hehehe..."

After a strange laugh, that voice completely disappeared; the insect in the furry ball's hand also, just like before, drooped limply onto its claw.

The voice came quickly and left just as fast; Wu Yue and Tongzi exchanged a glance: "Did you just speak?"

Tongzi stomped his foot: "My soft, sweet, cute voice—what does it have in common with that thing just now? Are you being polite?"

Wu Yue rubbed her nose: "That harsh voice just now was..."

Tongzi glanced at the limp insect in his hand, then at Wu Yue: "That sound like claws scraping old tree bark is very familiar; if I'm not mistaken, it must be that insect shaman's."

Wu Yue's face stiffened: "Tongzi, quickly activate my defense system."

Tongzi looked bewildered: "You're fine staying in the tribe; why activate the defense system?"

That insect shaman isn't in our tribe; he's still in the forest, merely communicating by controlling this insect.

Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, sitting in her grass hut, looking at the round, chubby Lan Pangzi beside her: "Is this insect shaman really that powerful? He can actually speak to me through a dead insect."

Tongzi gave her a meaningful look: "Host, you're really too naive; there are many existences in this beast world more formidable than Xuehu Wu; you'll inevitably encounter them later."

Wu Yue frowned, an existence even more formidable than Xuehu Wu...

Could this insect shaman from the forest outside the tribe really be more formidable than both Xuehu Wu and the Black Wolf Shaman?

Under Tongzi's guidance, after making the two insects into powder, Wu Yue began meditating again, bitterly.

The next morning, as expected, things turned out just as she had anticipated.

The moment the door opened, she saw the tall figure standing outside.

"Are your injuries healed?"

The Beastfolk nodded, extending a finger to poke his own chest: "Last night the Shaman used shamanic power to heal me again; I'm mostly recovered."

He turned to look at Wu Yue: "This time we will escort the Black Wolf Shaman back together with our fellow tribesmen, then directly go with the Beastfolk of the Black Wolf Tribe to hunt fierce beasts in the deep forest."

If the two tribes go together, the danger will be somewhat less.

Wu Yue nodded, reaching into the side pocket of her backpack and pulling out two palm-sized bamboo jars: "This contains the anti-insect powder I made last night."

I can be certain that this powder will definitely guard against that kind of insect from yesterday, but I'm not sure about others.

So, even with this powder, you still need to be careful.

Yuan Lang raised his large hand and rubbed her hair: "Don't worry, you too must cultivate diligently; when I return to the tribe, I will surely be stronger than before."

Wu Yue looked at him with determined eyes: "Me too."

The Black Wolf Shaman worried about his own tribe, so he didn't linger long in the Snow Tiger Tribe; after breakfast, the Beastfolk escorted him away.

Wu Yue had just returned to her small courtyard when she saw Changye holding something with both hands, standing by the chicken coop, smiling like a two-hundred‑jin fool.

She marched over, exasperated, finally found a decent steward; if he had any mental problems, that would be trouble.

Hearing footsteps, Changye raised his head warily; seeing it was Wu Yue, he gave a silly smile: "Take a look, what is this?"