Chapter 404: Beauty Leads Astray

Yue, come by later.

Having said that, they turned and left.

Yes.

Wu Yue nodded, guessing in her heart that the shaman had come to ask about this breakthrough.

Perhaps because her change was indeed quite great, after the shaman left, the surrounding clanspeople gathered around again with another round of sighs.

Only when the Snow Tiger Clan chief began assigning tasks did the people reluctantly disperse to go about their business.

Tongzi, is there any life-saving medicine that can repair bodily injuries?

Wu Yue looked at Yuan Lang and the group of beastfolk being instructed by the clan chief, pursed her lips, and asked.

Tongzi, who was still rubbing his butt in the house, was startled by the words, then instantly jumped up from the kang; the system mall service staff came online: 'The system mall has nothing you can't think of, nothing you can't find; based on this customer's needs, our system sincerely recommends the Beast Healing Pill.'

This pill has a strong healing effect; no matter the degree of injury, as long as you take this pill, the injury will immediately recover fifty percent.

Even if only the last breath remains, it still has healing effect.

Rubbing his hands in anticipation, Tongzi's small eyes shone with anticipation: 'May I ask if you need to exchange?'

Wu Yue pondered for a moment: 'How many points per pill?'

Hehe!

Tongzi let out a lewd laugh: 'Dear host, this pill costs two hundred points each, no deception to young and old.'

Wuyue:...

Do you still dare to want more?

Tongzi: I dare!

Gazing up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, Wu Yue felt as if a capitalist's big knife was poised beside her, eager to try cutting the meat of this iron rooster of hers.

What hurt her most was that the points she had just gotten yesterday hadn't even warmed up before they were about to disappear.

Let's exchange five.

Points are precious, but life is more valuable.

'Ding~ Your five Beast Healing Pills have been credited, please check.'

Thank you for your support of the system mall; your satisfaction is our greatest achievement.

Welcome back next time~

After the mall service staff's work ended, Tongzi immediately resumed his cute pet identity and continued rubbing fur on the kang.

Wu Yue inwardly viewed her system space, where a bottle of pills was placed, the bottle still an antique porcelain jar.

With a slight thought, the porcelain jar appeared in the satchel at her side.

After Yuan Lang and the clan chief finished speaking, she walked over directly.

'This is the life-saving medicine I obtained; when seriously injured, taking one pill can instantly heal half of the bodily injury, and at critical moments it can save a life.'

'Keep it safe, just in case.'

The genuine concern in the little female's eyes was caught by Yuan Lang, and his gaze unconsciously grew softer.

He opened the porcelain jar and saw that such precious pills actually numbered five.

'We've been there many times already, we know a lot about it, so bringing two pills just in case is enough; you keep the rest.'

'Now the tribe isn't safe either, so you also need to be careful.'

Having said that, he pulled out the stopper and prepared to pour out two.

But unexpectedly, his big hand was grasped by a pair of small hands.

Yuan Lang involuntarily looked up.

Wu Yue took the porcelain jar with a smiling face, put the stopper back, and said: 'If you need it here, you can always come get it; you don't have a second Wu Yue on your side.'

She shoved the porcelain jar into the beastfolk's big hand: 'Come back safely; I'll be waiting for you in the tribe.'

Yuan Lang's body trembled, and he could no longer restrain himself, pulling the little female into his embrace.

Come back safely, I'll wait for you...

When he was young, he always heard his mother say this to his father.

But since his parents passed away, no one has said this to him anymore.

Having nothing to hold him back, on the battlefield he was fearless and invincible.

Today, in this world, he has something to hold dear—this little female who tugs at his heartstrings.

'Rest assured, I will definitely return safely.'

Yuan Lang and his group set out together with the tribe's hunting team; when they return next time, they will likely be welcoming the arrival of winter.

After bidding farewell to Qingcao, Wu Yue came to the shaman's home.

The Xuehu Wu was preparing herbs; seeing her enter, his eyes lit up: 'Yue, come in and sit quickly.'

Saying that, he grabbed a nearby animal hide and casually rubbed it on the stone stool.

Wu Yue walked over smiling and sat on the stone stool: 'You want to ask me about the promotion, right?'

The Xuehu Wu smiled and nodded: 'Yes, we cultivate shamanic power; although during advancement we heal bodily injuries and gain many benefits, but a change this great, I have only seen it in you.'

Wu Yue gave a bitter smile: 'I only noticed when I got up and washed up; I was also startled, and wanted to come ask you about it, after all, when I previously advanced, I only felt my body had become a little stronger.'

Hearing this, the Xuehu Wu looked at her with an envious face: 'It must be due to your shamanic power attribute; after all, healing-attributed shamanic power inherently possesses strong vital energy, so having stronger restorative power is not surprising.'

Although he said that, but the shaman...

Can you put away that little expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred on your face?

'Forget it, just go back quickly.'

Looking at the pretty little female before him, the Xuehu Wu unconsciously rubbed his rough old face, feeling quite heartbroken.

Thinking back, he too was once a handsome, tall male admired by the females, but now he has become this sorry old man—his youth, oh.

Being driven out of the house, Wu Yue sheepishly touched her nose; the shaman looked like an old consort in the deep palace lamenting her lost youth.

Wu Yue, I threw away the gray fruit in your room; it's already hardened and inedible.

Qingcao, carrying a familiar basket on her back, saw Wu Yue coming out of the shaman's courtyard from afar.

I had just gone to deliver some fruit picked yesterday to my companions, but who knew I'd see lots of hardened gray fruit, left who-knows-how-long, and such gray fruit is inedible.

Doesn't Wu Yue know?

Hearing Qingcao's voice, Wu Yue turned and immediately saw the very familiar basket on her back, then hurried over.

These gray fruits were brought back by Yuan Lang for me; the juice inside has just solidified a bit, I plan to use them to make something.

While speaking, she took out a gray fruit she had already taken a bite of.

But what surprised her was that the gray fruit she had opened yesterday, its flesh was no longer the jelly-like state from yesterday, but had turned fibrous.

How did it become like this?

Qingcao looked at the gray fruit in her hand: "You opened this gray fruit, right? When a ripe gray fruit is opened and left for a while, it becomes like this; little ones, when they're craving, will scoop out the flesh."

But this flesh isn't edible; we just suck out the sweet juice inside and then spit it out.

She said while tearing off a piece of the fibrous flesh, tossing it into her mouth, chewing a few times, then spitting it out.

Although it's still sweet, it's best when just ripe.

She said while smacking her lips.

Wu Yue also tore off a piece and put it in her mouth; after just one bite, the cloying sweetness made her frown instantly: "This is also too sweet."

Is Qingcao really able to eat sweets because pure sweetness is rare in this world?

Seeing this fibrous gray fruit, Wu Yue immediately thought of sugarcane.

Since sugarcane can be made into sugar, this gray fruit probably can be too.

But the juice inside...

Wu Yue's gaze involuntarily turned to the surrounding patrolling beastman warriors.

The patrolling beastman warriors all had their hairs stand on end, suddenly feeling a chill down their spines.

Do you want more, Wu Yue?

Qingcao waved her hand in front of her companion's eyes: "I happen to be going out with A Mu to toss yesterday's leftover bones and hide, so I'll bring you along to throw them away."

Bones? Hide?

Wu Yue snapped back: "Bones can be boiled into tasty bone soup, hide can be used too—why throw them away?"

Qingcao sighed and patted her companion's shoulder: "Now food is plentiful; there's no need to gnaw on bones."

"Besides, hide is stiff and not as warm as other pelts, so nobody keeps it."

Wu Yue gazed up at the sky at a forty‑five degree angle, feeling sorrowful.

Indeed, for those rich folks, only fur is their true love.

"Could those hides be left for me? I happen to need some tougher hide for making things; the hides at home are too wasteful."

"Rich folks, give me the hides; someone like me, a low‑life, only deserves to wear pure‑hide boots."

"Pure hide... hehe..."

She silently clenched her little handkerchief, thinking she used to wear only synthetic leather.

Qingcao waved her hand nonchalantly: "No problem; if you still need them, just have the beastman warriors be careful not to scar the hides everywhere."

Since nobody uses the hides, the beastman warriors practically treat the cattle beasts as targets to vent their hunting urges.

"That's unnecessary; I don't need a large piece, I just want the beastman warriors to prioritize safety."

"If they got hurt trying to keep the hide intact, that would really be not worth it."

Qingcao acted quickly; Wu Yue had just returned home and finished processing the gray fruit, then she brought a few females from the gathering team back with hides.

"Thanks for your help."

Wu Yue took some fruit from the kitchen and gave it to the helping females; a few of them, pleased, left to go about their business.

"This hide is useless but heavy; I'm about to die from exhaustion."

Qingcao grabbed a nearby bamboo bucket, gulped down several mouthfuls of water, then lifted her arm, wiped herself, and looked at Wu Yue beside her.

"Wu Yue, what else needs doing? Today the hunting team is resting; if there's anything you need help with, just say so—I have time."

Wu Yue turned back with a moved expression, but the next second her face darkened: "Qingcao, when you're sitting, can't you keep your legs together!"

"Her beast‑skin skirt has no underwear underneath; sitting with legs spread is really an eyesore."

Qingcao pursed her lips and put her legs together: "Oh, Wu Yue, you're impossible; isn't everyone like this?"

As she spoke, she walked over and lifted Wu Yue's skirt: "Aren't you... huh? What's this colorful thing?"

Wuyue: "..."

Those big‑flowered panties she always wears underneath; being shorts, they make moving in the beast‑skin skirt very convenient.

But in broad daylight, it got flipped up; Wu Yue glared at Qingcao: "Sis, don't you care about face?"

But right now Qingcao, whose attention is on those big‑flowered panties, hasn't noticed her anger; she keeps tugging at the vivid short‑pants fabric: "Wow, nice looking, Wu Yue, do you have more? Can I trade food with you for it?"

"If you had this, you wouldn't keep complaining about me exposing my butt."

Wuyue: "..."

"Thump!"

"What does it matter to me whether you show your butt or not?"

"Could it be that I want to see it?"

"Deadpan face: 'Only this one, I can't trade it to you.'"

Qingcao looked lostly, glancing again and again, and only under Wu Yue's stare did she reluctantly let down Wu Yue's beast‑skin skirt.

"Help me move the large vat from the side of the house into the courtyard."

After she spoke, she grabbed a small basket, went into the kitchen, and scooped all the plant ash from the stove into it.

Yue, the tub's been moved over; what else needs to be done?

Pour half a tub of water in; the stone pot in the kitchen already has water.

She spoke as she carried the plant ash toward the courtyard.

These plant ashes are what's left from yesterday's burning; fortunately, today, because Yuan Lang and the others are leaving, they weren't disposed of, otherwise we'd probably have to go ask someone else for some.

Yue, what are you doing with all this burned ash?

Wu Yue dumped the plant ash from the basket into the tub and stirred it evenly: "It's for soaking cowhide."

Qingcao glanced at the dark, murky plant ash in the tub: "Why use such dark, murky water? It'll dirty the cowhide."

"A Mu did it that way back then, and I don't know why either."

They moved a stone to press down on the hide, so all the cowhide could be submerged in the water.

Wu Yue exhaled lightly: "That's good enough."

Qingcao watched the hide soaking in the black water and secretly decided that henceforth the hides brought back by the beastman warriors must never be left for Yue to handle.

Fortunately, these are just hides nobody uses; if they were precious hides, that would be too wasteful.

"By the way, Qingcao, I have a few hides that Yuan Lang brought back in my room; I want to use them to make some clothing—do you know how to process them?"

Qingcao blinked slightly: "Yuan Lang, that guy, didn't even process the hides properly before giving them to you?"

"Maybe he just doesn't know how to process them."

As for tanning hides, she really hasn't seen the tribe's people do it here.

Having said that, she ran into the room and fetched the hides Yuan Lang had brought back yesterday.

Qingcao pulled over a piece and looked at it: "These hides have already been processed."

Qingcao looked dubiously at Wu Yue: "Look, the grease and bits of meat are gone; it's obviously been washed and dried."

Wu Yue tugged at the stiff hide: "But if it's this hard, wearing it wouldn't be comfortable, would it?"

Not only is it uncomfortable, it also sheds badly.

Qingcao glanced enviously at Wu Yue: "Yue, our way of processing hides is always like this; although the hide is hard, in winter the furry side wrapped around the body is still quite warm."

Saying that, she pulled a companion's hand to feel her own hide garment: "Feel my hide clothing—it's the same."