Chapter 379: Another Gu Master

The two exchanged a glance, the ill intent in their eyes obvious as could be; Tongzi, standing nearby, silently thought they were a match made in heaven.

Before the Rock Salt Tribe departed, aside from keeping a little salt for themselves, they left all the rest to the water as compensation for harming the young cubs.

Even so, the Rock Salt Tribe witch and the Beastman warriors could still feel the Snow Tiger Tribe's hostility toward them.

They could only leave in dejection; as for the female Yuan Lang had long desired, the Rock Salt Tribe witch asked him again before leaving whether he was willing to go with her.

But the Beastman still coldly refused.

Although the Rock Salt Tribe witch said nothing more, her gaze toward Yuan Lang as she left told everyone she would absolutely not give up like that.

"I hope we can see you again at the next tribal gathering."

The Rock Salt Tribe witch still wore her standard fake smile, her gaze toward Wu Yue devoid of any warmth.

Wu Yue: "Heh..."

After the Rock Salt Tribe left, the Scorpion Tribe Beastfolk also came to say goodbye under their captain's lead, but for some reason she always felt these Scorpion Tribe Beastfolk were looking at her with strange eyes.

Moreover, when they left, the Scorpion Tribe Beastfolk's speed was top-notch; in just a moment they had vanished into the forest.

The shamans of the four tribes chattered with the Xuehu Wu, then, satisfied, took some things they had scavenged from the Xuehu Wu and left.

Only the Xuehu Wu remained, his old face black as he stood there, rolling his eyes nonstop at the direction the few had gone.

Meanwhile, compared to the plundered Xuehu Wu, there was an even more miserable existence...

At noon, Tongzi, with a rock mineral held in his mouth, wore a miserable little face as he looked at the Rock Salt Tribe people under the tree, his heart full of resentment.

The host is truly unreliable, actually making this cute little Tongzi do such a menial task.

These Rock Salt Tribe people are far too slow; an entire morning has passed, yet they're still loitering not far from the Snow Tiger Tribe, and moreover...

For some reason, watching the Rock Salt Tribe witch still training under the tree, Tongzi always felt she was brewing something nasty.

Indeed, these people didn't move until night, instead simply finding a nearby cave to settle in.

Tongzi instantly became alert, closely watching the Rock Salt Tribe witch, for she was now stirring something in the stone bowl, murmuring incantations nonstop.

But soon Tongzi saw the true nature of what was in the stone bowl.

As the Rock Salt Tribe witch opened the stone bowl in her hand, a centipede-like worm as long as a Beastman's arm crawled out, probing its head.

Its dense legs were covered in sharp claws that could easily pierce the stone bowl, and what made Tongzi's blue hair stand on end was that after crawling out of the bowl, the creature spewed out countless tiny centipedes from its body, each only the size of a finger joint.

Crawling back and forth, it was like a wave of insects.

"Lady Witch, we're still very close to the Snow Tiger Tribe; if we attack now, won't we be discovered?"

A Beastman warrior said worriedly.

The Rock Salt Tribe witch now had no gentle smile for outsiders, her eyes full of crazy coldness: "What does it matter if they discover us? With so many of these little guys, what can they do even if they chase after us?"

As long as these little guys block them behind for a while, we can already get far, far away.

Moreover, during the trade fair, they cannot harm us."

The Beastman glanced at her, wanting to say something, but seeing the madness in her eyes, he merely nodded and stepped aside.

Tongzi on the tree trunk, hearing this, immediately began contacting his canine host.

As Wu Yue was eating, Tongzi's voice suddenly rang in her mind: "Host, get ready quickly—the Rock Salt Tribe witch is just like the Scorpion Tribe's shaman, a gu master; she's releasing many centipede-like gu worms toward the tribe."

"I don't know what she intends; be careful."

Upon hearing about many centipedes, Wu Yue's body shuddered, feeling goosebumps all over her skin start to dance.

She immediately put down her chopsticks, stood up, and ran toward the outside of the courtyard.

Yuan Lang and the Teng Qian and Teng Kun brothers were processing the game they had brought back from today's hunt when they saw Wu Yue rush in, her face anxious.

Yuan Lang tossed aside the blood-stained hide in his hand and walked toward the swiftly approaching Wu Yue: "What's happened?"

Wu Yue's face looked grim: "The Rock Salt Tribe witch has released many gu worms into our tribe, centipede-shaped gu worms; we need to prepare in advance."

Yuan Lang's eyes turned cold; that female really is an indestructible cockroach, annoying.

"Go prepare some medicinal powder that can resist the gu worms; I'll inform the Beastman warriors."

Wu Yue nodded: "Alright, be careful when you patrol."

Having said that, she turned and left; only after sitting indoors did she realize, how would Yuan Lang explain to the tribe members that he knows about the gu worms?

But thinking of his past identity, she believed he could bluff people just as well as she could.

In fact, her worry was completely unnecessary; Yuan Lang straightforwardly sold her out.

"Yue sent the little beast out to follow the Rock Salt Tribe, but when it returned it had caught a gu worm; Yue only got to see it was multi-legged worm-shaped before the little beast ate it into its stomach."

"So Yue has us increase the number and frequency of patrols today, so that the gu worms released by the Rock Salt Tribe witch don't get a chance to invade our tribe."

Upon hearing this, the Xuehu Wu and the Snow Tiger Clan chief's faces instantly grew solemn.

A look of disgust also appeared on the Xuehu Wu's old face: "I don't know what's up with the tribes of the Chiyan Plain; why have there been so many gu masters appearing in recent years?"

Though the complaints were just complaints, the necessary preparations still had to be made; upon learning that the hateful Beastmen of the Rock Salt Tribe actually planned a sneak attack, the Snow Tiger Tribe members, with new and old grudges surging together, instantly erupted.

Damn, they really think our Snow Tiger Tribe is easy to bully, huh? Actually bullying us right at home!

Uncle can tolerate it, but grandma cannot!

That night, the Snow Tiger Tribe's patrol squad split into two teams: the bright team and the dark team.

The bright team remained as previously arranged tribe members, while the dark team consisted mostly of Beastman warriors; whoever discovered gu worms or intruding unfamiliar Beastmen would be killed or captured outright.

Tongzi's intelligence work was still good; as befitting a precise live broadcast report, the army of gu worms dispatched by the Rock Salt Tribe witch indeed arrived at the Snow Tiger Tribe's encampment in the latter half of the night.

The prepared Snow Tiger Tribe members immediately heard a rustling sound.

What these centipede gu worms didn't know was that on the vermilion ground ahead of the Snow Tiger Tribe, the first thing waiting for them was a belt of medicinal powder isolation.

And behind them, many Beastman warriors had detoured around, drawing an isolation circle that enclosed all the gu worms inside.

"Sizzle!"

With a sharp hissing sound, the leading gu worm emitted a sharp, piercing cry, raising its body high; its dense legs all moved, wishing the Rock Salt Tribe witch would give it a few more legs to retreat backward.

However, the frontmost legs had already been corroded by the medicinal powder, the head could only droop limp on the ground.

Seeing their companions in such a miserable state, the poison insects around finally sensed the danger ahead, each began to circle around, not daring to cross the invisible line ahead.

"Host, quickly let my little brothers out to feast; these insects are a great tonic for the salt crystal beast."

Tongzi's somewhat anxious voice sounded in Wu Yue's mind, and only then did Wu Yue recall the little Lan Pangzi that had been kept in the rear all this time.

She immediately ordered the Beastman Warrior beside her to bring the little Lan Pangzi over.

The Snow Tiger shaman and Snow Tiger Clan chief beside her heard her order, and their eyes lit up one by one.

Because they were afraid those tribes would discover the little Lan Pangzi in the tribe, they sent the little guys to the rear mountains a few days before the trade fair.

Thinking of how lethal the Lan Pangzi raised by Wu Yue had been to the poison insects, the eyes of the Snow Tiger Tribe members all glittered.

Looking at the countless many-legged insects packed inside the medicine powder circle ahead, they were no longer so fearful.

In the distance of the Snow Tiger Tribe's encampment, the Rock Salt Tribe shamaness controlling the poison insects suddenly turned pale, her eyes snapped open, filled with gloom.

"Damned Snow Tiger Tribe, why does there exist a medicine powder that can counter the poison insects!"

The Beastman Warrior guarding her turned upon hearing her words: "Shamaness, do you still remember how the poison insect shaman of the Poison Scorpion Tribe scattered poison insects in the Eagle Tribe of the Polar Forest before?"

"You mean that several tribes in the Polar Forest have now taken precautions against the poison insects?"

"A Beastman Warrior from the Poison Scorpion Tribe said that the Poison Scorpion Tribe beastfolk captured in the Snow Tiger Tribe were intending to use poison insects to capture that Snow Tiger Tribe shaman disciple, but not only did they fail to capture the female, they ended up being brought back to the Snow Tiger Tribe by that female to work, though they didn't know how."

They had certainly endured a lot of torment.

Upon hearing that, the Rock Salt Tribe shamaness suddenly recalled the appearance of those Poison Scorpion Tribe beastfolk left in the Snow Tiger Tribe, each seeming to have been drained of blood and flesh, shriveled, and she couldn't help but shiver.

But thinking of her purpose, she still felt somewhat unwilling.

"Wait a bit longer; if they really can handle the poison insects, we'll leave right away."

The Beastfolk exchanged glances, seeing their shamaness's insistence, could only sigh inwardly and continue to guard by her side.

On the other side, the little Lan Pangzi brought over by the Beastman Warrior, whose sleepy eyes were originally hazy, at the sight of the ground full of poison insects, seemed like a miser seeing a whole treasury, their eyes sparkling.

Without needing anyone's orders, they howled and charged in; the poison insects that had just been calmed by their leader instantly let out wails.

The instant the little Lan Pangzi leapt into the swarm of poison insects, their fur turned into a hard blue crystal wall, and their little paws scooped up the insects and shoved them into their mouths.

While gulping down the poison insects, they emitted enjoyable howls, their little appearance extremely comical.

Watching them enjoy themselves, Wu Yue even thought about raising some poison insects as food for them.

"Tongzi, let's also go into the forest later to catch some insects for the little Lan Pangzi to eat; I see they really like eating them."

Wu Yue's voice, laced with laughter, sounded in Tongzi's ear.

The Lan Pangzi perched on the tree trunk rolled its eyes speechlessly: "Dear host, although this Rock Salt Tribe shamaness's shamanic power is not great, and the poison insects she cultivates aren't as formidable as those of the Poison Scorpion Tribe's poison insect shaman, she still expended shamanic power to raise them."

"Do you really think that just because they look like centipedes, they're just ordinary insects?"

Wu Yue scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly; Tongzi was right, she had indeed just been thinking that.

As the number of poison insects inside the circle dwindled, the distant Rock Salt Tribe shamaness also began to grow anxious.

A flicker of ruthlessness crossed her eyes; she closed them and began to silently chant something.

Meanwhile, the poison insect army here, as if gone mad in the next moment, surged toward a point of the medicine circle; countless insects trampled over their companions' corpses and surged outward, actually managing to build a bridge of insect corpses across the medicine circle.

The Beastfolk, strong, let out a furious roar, waved their claws, and charged forward.

They had witnessed the terror of these poison insects; if these things were truly allowed to enter the tribe, the little young and the females would not fare well.

"Boss, could this Rock Salt Tribe shamaness be targeting you?"

Teng Qian, while swinging his claws to tear the surrounding poison insects into segments, he hehe-laughed while teasing Yuan Lang.

He received a blunt flick from the Beastfolk.

He could only howl as he moved away from his own boss.

Not far away, Teng Qian, seeing this, silently turned his head; his older brother truly is a master at courting death.

Even though his older brother had beaten his head into a swollen lump, he still couldn't stop his headstrong march toward self-destruction; back when they fought in battles, they had never seen him so persistently unyielding.

I recall that his older brother used to be a notorious slippery veteran in the army, the archetype of fleeing when unable to win, and was the enemy's top target that made their teeth itch.

The poison insect army numbered many; thinking of the formidable poison insects of the Poison Scorpion shaman, and then looking at these centipedes that the Beastman Warriors could easily slay...

Wu Yue couldn't help but mutter, "Could this Rock Salt Tribe shamaness be trying to make up for poor quality with quantity?"

"Fortunately we have the little beasts' help; otherwise who knows when we'd finish dealing with so many poison insects."

The Beastfolk got splattered with some green insect fluid; the foul stench made them roll their eyes and howl as they ran toward the nearby river.

Such a smell is simply unbearable for the beasts.

"Yuan Lang, I never expected that the little beasts you brought back would be this formidable, simply..."

Wu Yue, who had just been speaking, suddenly turned pale as she looked toward behind Yuan Lang, her voice trembling: "Watch your back!"