Chapter 380

The tribespeople who were about to clean up the scene and go rest heard Wu Yue's startled cry, which was already somewhat hoarse, and they all involuntarily looked toward Yuan Lang.

But the next moment, their expressions also turned fearful.

On Yuan Lang's arm, which had turned into claws and was covered in green slime, a forearm‑long centipede was now crawling, its sharp, dense legs gripping tightly to his arm, making it look from afar as if he were wearing an armguard.

The claw‑like mouthparts kept probing at Yuan Lang's neck, seemingly searching for a convenient spot to bite, causing the surrounding tribespeople to feel waves of alarm.

Multilegged creatures themselves carry strong toxins, let alone this heaven‑defying size; their toxicity goes without saying.

Moreover, the rock‑salt tribe's shaman, being a poison cultivator, would naturally not raise non‑toxic gu worms.

Yuan Lang naturally felt the abnormality behind him; the pain of the pierced flesh was so obvious, how could he not have noticed?

Moreover, the centipede's toxin is extremely potent; just being pierced by its ordinary legs made his whole arm go numb and lose sensation.

The beastman's eyes were deep; he suddenly raised his other arm, and before the surrounding tribespeople could even see his move clearly, the gu worm that had just been probing was already pinched by the head and lifted up.

Once the gu worm was restrained, it began to struggle violently, its body constantly coiling and using its other legs to stab at Yuan Lang, while emitting sharp hissing sounds from its mouth.

But the beastman's face was icy cold, and the hand gripping the gu worm's head showed no slack.

Wu Yue was about to fetch the medicinal powder, but she saw the black bracelet on the beastman's wrist moving as if it were a living thing.

"Hiss~"

The giant python glanced disdainfully at Yuan Lang, hissed, and slithered onto his head; its tiny body rose upright, only the head as thick as the beastman's finger just lifting up.

Only then did Wu Yue see clearly that it wasn't a bracelet at all, but clearly a snake.

Before she could even be surprised, the little snake's mouth began to slowly open...

Wu Yue felt she would need to wash her eyes later; just now that creature was only as thick as a finger, yet its mouth could swallow a gu worm as thick as the beastman's arm... Is it really a snake?

After eating and drinking its fill, the giant python gave a satisfied burp, then slowly swam back onto Yuan Lang's wrist to digest.

Seeing the forearm‑long gu worm eliminated, everyone's hearts instantly relaxed.

Wu Yue hurried forward: "Yuan Lang, are you all right..."

"..."

Before she could finish the "ba", she saw the previously calm and courageous beastman warrior close his eyes and fall backward.

Wu Yue's face changed dramatically: "Quick, someone, Yuan Lang has been poisoned!"

Teng Qian and Teng Kun rushed forward first, hoisted their big brother, and charged toward Wu Yue's home.

Behind them, the Snow Tiger shaman who was about to step forward to treat stiffened his face and looked at the Snow Tiger clan chief beside him, saying: "Do you say I should go, or not?"

The Snow Tiger clan chief suppressed a smile, gave a dry laugh twice, and said: "Better go have a look; Yue's level is too low, if she can't treat it, we'll still need you to step in."

After all, Yuan Lang is one of the most promising beastman warriors in our tribe.

The Snow Tiger shaman snorted, took tiny steps backward, and followed the crowd toward Wu Yue's courtyard.

At this moment, Teng Qian and Teng Kun had already placed Yuan Lang on Wu Yue's kang; the mat on the kang was stained with the gu worm's dark‑green slime and gave off a pungent, fishy odor.

But Teng Qian and Teng Kun seemed unable to smell it, guarding Yuan Lang's side with their muscles tensed.

The first thing Wu Yue did upon returning indoors was to directly wrap the beastman in her shamanic power; the life‑force‑filled shamanic power spread around him, repairing the tiny wounds on his body.

Knowing that her internal shamanic power was about to run out, Wu Yue then stopped, her face turning slightly pale.

After the arriving Snow Tiger shaman examined the beastman on the kang, his old face speechless, he glanced at Wu Yue and said: "Yuan Lang wasn't poisoned at all, and he doesn't have any serious wounds—you actually used all your shamanic power to save him?"

Wu Yue then came to her senses, somewhat embarrassed, she glanced at the stern Snow Tiger shaman and carefully examined Yuan Lang.

After a moment, confirming that the beastman truly had no poison and no major wounds, she wondered if she had just saved him for nothing?

Suddenly, she recalled a certain day during the past rainy season when Yuan Lang had told her about worms, his expression stiff.

She looked in disbelief at the tall beastman lying on the kang...

So this guy... is actually afraid of worms?

What to do? She suddenly felt like laughing!

The Snow Tiger Tribe's first beastman warrior to faint from fright at a worm... puff!

Forgive her for laughing unkindly.

"Perhaps the toxin of that big gu worm just makes people fall asleep; after all, if these gu worms were really sent by the rock‑salt tribe's shamaness, who likes Yuan Lang so much, she would certainly not harm him."

Everyone could only nod and accept this outcome.

After all, besides the gu worm toxin being able to knock out such a powerful silver‑rank beastman, everyone really couldn't think of why a beastman warrior with no major wounds would suddenly faint.

To preserve the mighty beastman warrior's dignity, Wu Yue, though she really wanted to burst out laughing, held back and gave an explanation.

After the crowd dispersed and only she, Teng Qian, and Teng Kun remained in the room, Wu Yue finally let out the laughter she had been suppressing for a long time.

Their big brother was still unconscious, but the girl he liked was laughing and rolling around beside him...

Teng Qian and Teng Kun exchanged complex glances at their big brother, then looked at Wu Yue, who was laughing until tears came out.

They silently shook their heads, really a wasted effort.

"Yue, when will the toxin that knocked out our big brother wear off?"

Teng Qian said worriedly.

Don't look at how he's always being beaten by Yuan Lang; his loyalty to his own commander is beyond doubt.

Wu Yue wiped the tears from her eyes: "Don't worry, your big brother is fine; it's just that the shamaness really likes Yuan Lang, so the gu worm's toxin is mild, and he should wake up by morning."

Hearing that, the two beasts finally relaxed.

"You guys go back now; I'll stay here to watch over Yuan Lang. Hurry and patrol, don't let any missed gu worms sneak into the tribe."

The two glanced once more at the still‑unconscious Yuan Lang, then left, looking back every three steps.

Wu Yue sat at the edge of the kang, watching the unconscious beastman on it; if not for the moment when he had mentioned worms and his expression changed, she could never have linked such a stern, towering beastman with a fear of worms.

Wu Yue's house was tranquil, but the half‑beasts and beastman warriors of the Snow Tiger Tribe were very busy.

Under the leadership of the Snow Tiger clan chief, everyone began to patrol every inch of the tribe's grounds, not allowing any gu worm to take the opportunity to slip into the tribe.

Meanwhile, in a cave of the Snow Tiger Tribe's territory, the rock‑salt tribe's beastman warriors guarding their shamaness saw her face, which had just been full of ecstatic joy, turn deathly pale in an instant, and she even spat out blood.

Shaman lady, are you alright!

The Beastman Warriors all surged forward.

However, the Beastman Warrior closest to the Salt Rock Tribe's Shaman, a handsome figure, darted forward with extreme speed and pulled the Shaman into his arms.

Looking at the Shaman's deathly pale face, blood still tracing the corner of her mouth, his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Only a moment of stunned hesitation, he rose holding the Salt Rock Tribe's Shaman: 'The Shaman previously instructed that if anything unexpected happened, we should immediately set out, leave the Snow Tiger Tribe's territory, and hurry back to the Chiyan Pingyuan.'

Everyone glanced at the female in his arms; though they felt uneasy, thinking of the Shaman's methods, they nodded and escorted the Beastfolk as they ran off.

Tongzi shook the little leaf packet on his tiny claws, then, feeling a bit guilty, rubbed his claws.

The master said only to sprinkle the poison on the Beastman who harmed the young cub, but...

What a waste to use such a large packet of poison on just one Beastman; he scattered a few more, believing that when the master found out back home, he would surely praise him.

Imagining the master patting his head in praise, Tongzi couldn't help but hehehe laugh out loud.

Meanwhile, the Salt Rock Tribe had no idea what they would face on the day they returned to the Chiyan Pingyuan.

Wu Yue had said Yuan Lang would wake at dawn, but she didn't expect that shortly after Teng Qian and Teng Kun left, the Beastman's long lashes trembled as he woke up.

He glanced around, and his gaze instantly cleared.

As he reached to rub his forehead, suddenly thinking of something, his whole body's muscles tensed instantly, and the big hand rubbing his forehead even showed some bulging veins.

So, even if he tried his best to conceal it, his fear of insects was still discovered by the tribespeople...

Thinking of this, the Beastman felt utterly ruined, now a worthless beast.

"Don't worry, only I know about your fear of insects."

The little female's amused voice sounded from above; Yuan Lang jerked his head up toward the sound, only to see Wu Yue sitting at the head of the bed weaving something.

Seeing Yuan Lang look over, she cheerfully waved her hand: 'Hey there!'

Yuan Lang, at this moment so embarrassed he wished he could dig out a palace with his toes.

"I've already explained to the tribespeople that the venom of that giant parasite can cause drowsiness, which is why you fell asleep."

"Wu Yue gave a wicked smile at the Beastman lying on the kang: 'Shouldn't you be thanking me?'"

Yun Lang watched the smile spreading across her eyes and brows, his heart going hehe...

The one laughing the most must be her, right!

"Who am I doing all this for?"

The Beastman's voice was low and dark, full of allure, especially as his warm breath blew across her neck, making Wu Yue feel a shiver run through her body.

"She quickly stood and sat in the chair farthest from the Beastman: 'Integrity, after all I'm the one who kept your secret for you; you should treat me with gratitude.'"

"Yuan Lang sat on the edge of the kang putting on his beast-hide boots; hearing this, he raised an eyebrow at Wu Yue, the corner of his mouth hinting at a smile that wasn't quite there: 'Knowing too much isn't a good thing; those who once knew too many of my secrets...'"

"He let out a cold laugh: 'Even the grass on the grave grows taller than you.'"

Looking at the Beastman's solemn expression, a classic scene suddenly popped into Wu Yue's mind.

"Expendable characters always hear this line before they die: 'Blame it on knowing too much; only the dead can keep a secret.'"

"Her small face instantly filled with terror: 'Don't kill me! I don't know much; fear of insects is nothing—I'm afraid of everything except cats and dogs!'"

After saying that, she firmly nodded, her watery eyes gazing at the tall, slender Beastman at the edge of the kang, as if saying, 'If you don't let me go, I'll cry for you to see.'

"Yuan Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead, then for the first time looked at the little female on the chair with a gaze that said 'you're an idiot': 'What on earth is packed into that sesame‑sized brain of yours?'"

"After saying that, he reached out, mussed her already messy hair into a bird's nest, then turned and walked out: 'Stay nicely in the room, don't run around.'"

Only after the Beastman's silhouette vanished outside the courtyard did Wu Yue cover her face and sit down, her toes continually curling.

Why is it that the Beastman is the one afraid of insects, yet in the end it's me who's utterly embarrassed?

Could it just be because she's more afraid of dying?

Perhaps due to the powder's restraint, after searching all around, the Beastfolk and Half‑Beast warriors found not a single parasite, and only then did they trickle back to their own houses to sleep.

What they didn't know was that all the little parasites were spawned from the giant one; when the giant died, those little parasites naturally vanished.

Tongzi ran toward the Snow Tiger Tribe humming and hawing, thinking about how the master would reward him with lots and lots of rock ore, and couldn't help letting out several excited 'ow‑ow' cries.

But the saying 'joy leads to sorrow' is certainly not just talk.

Not long after his excitement, Tongzi slammed headfirst into a hard stone wall.

His chubby bottom sat on the grass, meanwhile cursing himself for bowing for rock ore while rubbing his head in regret over his carelessness.

Even its cute little head ached from the impact.

Just as he was about to get up and continue on his way, he felt his hind leg lifted by a big hand; then, in a whirl, once he realized, he found himself perched on a broad shoulder.

"The Beastman's familiar low voice sounded in his ear: 'Show the way.'"

"'Ow‑ow?' What direction? Beast can't understand!"

"Keep pretending to be stupid and I'll make you eat grass."

The Beastman's deep eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, the cold light therein making Tongzi's hairs stand on end, leaving him no doubt about the truth of those words.

"Immediately he raised his tiny claw and pointed decisively at the direction the Salt Rock Tribe Beastfolk had fled: 'Ow‑ow!'"

That bunch of losers ran off in that direction.

Having said that, he prepared to jump down from the Beastman's shoulder.

The way's been shown; it should be able to go now, but the little beast's spirit has suffered great harm—it wants the master's kisses, hugs, and lifts, and no less than ten pieces of rock ore to heal.

"But when its rear end hung dangling from the Beastman's shoulder, tears streaming in the wind, Tongzi just wanted to bite his little handkerchief and wail—such a crude Beastman Warrior is utterly unlovable!"

He resolved to firmly block Yuan Lang from becoming his dog master's partner, so that the two single dogs could each spread their own fragrance.