Chapter 372

The faces of the Scorpion Tribe and Rock Salt Tribe people all turned dark, damn it, these shameless ones of the Polar Forest, before there was no such thing called the Water Mountain Tribe, they said whatever and it was whatever, now they have other options, they immediately started reducing the crystal core numbers!

"Reducing the crystal core number is impossible; I can only accept keeping it at the original number, after all we still need to placate those mid-sized tribes."

The Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior's face was grim; with a safe upgrade method, the Beastman Warriors in the tribe no longer want to risk their lives using shamanic medicine to upgrade.

Now that the crystal core supply has been reduced, many of their tribe's Beastman Warriors are not getting enough.

The Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness's face was calm: 'I don't know where this Water Mountain Tribe comes from; are you really sure they can keep supplying you with salt?'

Going to the seaside tribe will definitely allow us to exchange for salt, but if the Water Mountain Tribe's salt runs out, what will you do?

We can not increase your crystal core number, but we absolutely will not accept a reduction; if you insist on reducing it, that would be equivalent to breaking off with our Chiyan Pingyuan.

From now on, your Polar Forest tribes must never think of setting foot on our Chiyan Pingyuan's lands.

Several shamans' hearts skipped a beat; this young female looks not very old, but having said that, they really have to consider it.

The atmosphere instantly became a bit awkward.

Seeing the several shamans silent, the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness still sat there calmly, and also gave Yuan Lang a look with a very complex expression, wondering if it was so or not.

The Poison Blood Tribe Beastman Warrior gazed heatedly at the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness beside him, his eyes shining.

Such a female really makes one unable not to like her; going back, he definitely wants to make a trip to the Rock Salt Tribe to ask the Shamaness if he could become her partner.

That's really a pity; we originally thought about our long-term trade between the Polar Forest and Chiyan Pingyuan, preparing to leave some crystal cores for you, but now it seems you don't need them.

Wu Yue sitting nearby suddenly spoke up with some regret.

She then looked at the four shamans and said: 'I already said we should directly exchange all the crystal cores with the Water Mountain Tribe; you insist on leaving some for Chiyan Pingyuan, but they don't need them, right?'

The four nodded with a sigh: 'I never expected Chiyan Pingyuan's shamanic medicine to be this powerful; without crystal cores it can give Beastman Warriors a much higher chance to evolve, truly impressive.'

Xuehu Wu looked at Wu Yue with the air of an old man: 'We old fogies are done; you youngsters also need to properly study Chiyan Pingyuan's shamans and create shamanic medicine that can increase Beastman Warriors' evolution chances.'

Wu Yue nodded somewhat embarrassedly: 'I know.'

Watching the few people singing in harmony, as calm as the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness, her face also grew somewhat gloomy.

These Polar Forest shamans aren't thick-skinned; they're downright shameless!

Since the matter has been settled, let's decide this way; I hope that in future trades, the Chiyan Pingyuan tribes will still come to participate.

Before, we also owed you a lot for your care; when we leave, we will prepare some things as thanks.

Wu Yue's small face was full of sincere gratitude, and the four shamans beside her, with old faces full of relief, looked at the Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior and the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness.

But to the two tribes, their expression looked like they were hoping they'd agree so they wouldn't have to give crystal cores anymore.

How could they agree? Even a tiny bug is meat; how could they just let it go like that!

Besides, only they know what potion in their tribe could increase the chance of Beastman Warrior evolution upgrades!

The Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness also couldn't help but thicken her skin and speak again: 'I didn't expect the four shamans to be so considerate of our Chiyan Pingyuan tribe; since that's the case, we can't be greedy, we'll just follow the number you just mentioned.'

When we go back, we will still instruct the various tribes on the plains that as long as Polar Forest tribes come through our Chiyan Pingyuan to exchange for salt, we will not block you.

Beside them, the Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior likewise nodded with a sullen face: 'We feel the same.'

The instant the two finished speaking, the three hearts high up in the opposing Polar Forest tribe instantly dropped, and they were even quite excited and stirred.

That pleased little gaze kept darting toward Wu Yue's direction, wishing to immediately use shamanic power to toss this clever little female into the sky.

Alright, since the matter is settled, when you leave the Polar Forest, we'll give you the crystal cores then.

Xuehu Wu was delighted inside; the shameless Chiyan Pingyuan tribe didn't expect to encounter someone even more shameless this time.

Even more shameless Wuyue:...

Are you praising me? Or are you praising me?

Several shamans rose to leave, but just then, that constantly lovestruck Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior suddenly stood up: 'Before the rainy season, a few of our tribe's Beastman Warriors got lost and came to the Polar Forest, and they never returned.'

We heard that recently a tribesman came saying he was rescued by the Snow Tiger Tribe and returned; our Poison Scorpion Tribe is grateful, we don't know where they are now, so let them leave with us this time.

Of course, we will also leave some of our tribe's items as thanks.

Xuehu Wu nodded: 'Seems like there was such an incident.'

He then turned his head to Wu Yue: 'What about those Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warriors?'

Wu Yue suddenly looked at that Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior with admiration and emotion: 'The Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warriors are truly strong, brave, and very grateful.'

This string of praise hit him, the Poison Scorpion beastman instantly felt a bit floaty, and immediately lifted his chin: 'Of course, our Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warriors are protected by the Beast God.'

Wu Yue chuckled, but the admiration and awe on her face deepened further: 'Since they came to our tribe, because they live in our tribe's caves and eat the food we stored for the rainy season, they feel embarrassed, so they always help with chores in the tribe.'

The Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman furrowed his brows: 'Chores?'

Wu Yue nodded: 'Yes, helping us build houses and hunt, as long as it's something doable, they will definitely pitch in; they say they ate our tribe's food for an entire rainy season, and if they didn't do something, they'd always feel embarrassed.'

When Wu Yue's words landed, the Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastman instantly felt a bit embarrassed, and gave a dry laugh: 'They really did a great job, haha... haha...'

Seeing his state, looking toward Xuehu Wu: 'Let the half-beast warriors go call those Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastmen over; they must surely miss their tribesfolk.'

Thinking of the appearance of those Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastmen, Xuehu Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, gave Wu Yue a hard-to-describe look: 'Are you sure to call them now?'

Or should we wait a few days and then say it?

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: 'Mm, let's call them now; they've been helping with chores, possibly unaware that their tribesfolk have arrived.'

Seeing her confident look, Xuehu Wu didn't say anything else; after all, his shaman disciple is quite clever.

Having said that, he waved at the Half-Beast Warrior behind him: 'Go call them over.'

Seeing the two like that, the people around became curious about those Poison Scorpion Tribe Beastmen, and didn't rush to leave, all staying in place waiting for those legendary diligent and grateful Beastman Warriors to come.

After a moment, a sound of footsteps rang out; everyone looked toward the source, only to see the Beastman Warriors who had left earlier followed by a group of people wearing clothes even more ragged than slaves walking over.

These people were hunched, each with bare upper bodies so thin that every bone could be seen.

Everyone looked at these people with contempt, not knowing what Xuehu Wu was thinking, why he'd let a bunch of lowly slaves come up.

Only the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness beside them noticed something, she frowned and looked at the beastman skirts around the waists of those 'slaves'.

Can slaves even wear beastman skirts?

She lifted her head to look at the hair color atop those Beastman Warriors' heads; her pupils narrowed instantly, and although the hair was dry and frizzy, the color could still be clearly seen as bluish-black.

And such hair color, as far as she knows, only the Scorpion Tribe has.

So these people are absolutely not slaves; they are those Beastman Warriors of the Scorpion Tribe!

When the Scorpion Tribe Beastman sitting beside her, giving a contemptuous look, also glanced over those 'slaves' heads, he stopped listening and his face stiffened somewhat.

"You guys are..."

As soon as he spoke, the dirty, skinny 'slaves' opposite instantly recognized his voice.

The 'slave' at the front let out a yell, rushed over with a thud, hugged his leg and began a dry wail—it was heart-wrenching.

Those who didn't know thought he was receiving some inhuman treatment.

"Wow! You @#￥%@*, why did you only come now!?"

Anyway, the beastman hugging his leg babbled on; besides asking how you came, he didn't understand a word of "Beastman Warrior".

He looked down, somewhat dazed, at the thin beastman wiping his nose on his fur pants: "Who are you?!"

The Beastman Warrior who was crying, feeling wronged, suddenly choked up; with teary eyes full of accusation, he looked at the Beastman Warrior: "It's only been one rainy season, and you've already forgotten me?"

Saying this, he fumbled to pull the hair stuck to his face: "It's me!"

As that messy hair was pushed aside, the hot-tempered beastman's somewhat sunken cheeks instantly came into the Scorpion Tribe Beastman's sight.

"I giao! How the hell did you turn out like this?!"

After asking, without waiting for the hot-tempered beastman's reply, that accusatory little gaze turned to Wu Yue and the others; but what surprised him was that the Snow Tiger Tribe's little female also had red eyes, wiping away tears.

The gaze looking at them...

It made it impossible for him to say the rest of what he wanted to say.

But after he turned around, Wu Yue's slightly red eyes instantly fell on the hot-tempered beastman who was hugging the Scorpion Tribe Beastman's thigh.

His facial expression instantly changed, the corner of his mouth twitching up slightly, the threat in his eyes unmistakable.

The hot-tempered beastman shuddered, his hand gripping the Scorpion Tribe Beastman's thigh instantly loosened; he rubbed his nearly tear‑less eyes and stood up: "Really, why did you only come now? We thought we couldn't return to the tribe before this winter."

Seeing him return to normal, the Scorpion Tribe Beastman, with a feeling of emotion, patted his shoulder: "You guys really are something, turning yourselves into this state—truly worrying."

We've brought everything the tribespeople said we should, so this time you can come back with us.

After saying that, he leaned close to the hot-tempered beastman's ear and whispered: "Did those Snow Tiger Tribe Beastmen do anything to you?"

The hot-tempered beastman's body tensed; he sneakily glanced at the smiling Wu Yue opposite, then quickly waved his hands: "No, no, the Snow Tiger Tribe has been very kind to us several times; we're this thin because we're not well suited to the Polar Forest, so we got sick earlier, and we've only just recovered, not yet grown back."

Wu Yue gave the hot-tempered beastman an approving look: "Yeah, when they were sick we were terrified; luckily our tribe's shaman used shamanic power to treat them, otherwise we'd really worry they wouldn't hold out until you arrived."

Hearing her say that, the Scorpion Tribe Beastman looked again at the hot-tempered beastman, who suppressed countless mmp toward Wu Yue and nodded reluctantly: "Yeah~ that's how it is."

No, it's not like that; it's that terrifying little female, more fearsome than a fierce beast, who kept making them gather stones, and they ended up exhausted like this.

Wu Yue's threat toward the hot-tempered beastman was blatantly obvious; aside from the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen with their backs to her, the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness and Beastman Warrior nearby also sensed something off.

But since the tribe's own Beastman Warriors said that, they didn't feel comfortable saying anything else.

Merely, the Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness's gaze toward Wu Yue grew deeper.

A few shamans, bored, yawned: "Alright, since everything's been said, let's disperse; the trade fair still has a few days, everyone go get busy."

Having said that, they left with small, excited steps.

Along the way they chirped and chattered, occasionally letting out excited laughter.

Wu Yue also laughed as she bade farewell to the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen and the Rock Salt Tribe folks, preparing to go back to the trade site to see if she could find something new.

But what she didn't expect was that, just after she and Yuan Lang had walked a short distance, a group from the Rock Salt Tribe came up behind them.

This Rock Salt Tribe Shamaness had a clear goal, directly ignoring Wu Yue beside her, her bright eyes locking onto Yuan Lang.

"Esteemed Beastman Warrior, I don't know if you'd be willing to become my companion and return with me to the mighty Rock Salt Tribe?"

"You can be my first companion!"