Chapter 414: This is the Ferocious Beast

The two beasts' reaction like this instantly made Wu Yue become alert: 'Are there ferocious beasts?'

Tongzi glanced at his host: 'Not a ferocious beast, there is beastfolk aura ahead, but it's not Yuan Lang's group.'

Wu Yue's face tightened; it wasn't Yuan Lang's group, and the people of the four great tribes had already migrated at this time, so...

What appears in the deep forest at this time is probably that legendary super-tribe envoy squad.

Wu Yue took out a ferocious beast crystal core from her satchel and fed it to Cloud-Step: 'We can't confront those super-tribe people now, hurry!'

Cloud-Step instantly shifted into battle form; these past few days, thanks to the master's feeding, it actually rose a small level—though its internal energy is still insufficient, with the crystal core's support it can maintain battle form for a full half day.

Tongzi didn't hesitate; as soon as Wu Yue finished speaking, he leapt into her satchel, leaving only a small head visible outside.

'Host, hurry, those people seem to have discovered us.'

Cloud-Step let out a low roar and shot up into the sky.

One person and two beasts had just taken off; before they could break through the canopy, beastfolk howls came from not far away.

At the same time, several black silhouettes also shot up into the sky, heading toward them; Wu Yue's face changed drastically.

'Host, these people look dark and shabby; at a glance they're not from the Flying Eagle Tribe.'

Wu Yue naturally knows this, but now the flying beastfolk's speed is obviously only slightly slower than Cloud-Step's; however this small gap is not enough for them to pull away from each other.

'Cloud-Step, just fly around casually in the forest, circle a bit so they can't catch up.'

At this moment, the few flying beastfolk chasing behind Wu Yue also felt bitterly resentful: 'Damn, where are we even going? We've flown so long, it feels like we're just flying aimlessly.'

'They probably didn't discover us; they're just circling around us for fun.'

The few flying beastfolk accompanying them had stiff faces: '...'

Needless to say, they're also rushing like this.

The group, chasing each other, arrived at the place Wu Yue had previously searched; having been there before, they are still quite familiar with this area.

They deliberately found a spot with relatively many herbs: 'Cloud-Step, stop at the place where I previously gathered herbs.'

Cloud-Step naturally let out a low grunt in response and slowly descended.

Wu Yue quickly exchanged for a cloak in the system mall and put it on; the black cloak added a touch of mystery to her.

Especially, she also held a staff that looked extremely imposing, instantly boosting her aura.

Seeing her land, the few flying beastfolk also landed farther away; one flew back to look for the super-tribe squad, while the remaining few carefully hid.

Especially, the flying beastfolk who had gone out to scout, upon seeing the black-clad figure ahead and what it was wearing, had his pupils contract sharply.

Precious cloth, only shamans are qualified to wear it, and it's the shamans of the super-tribe.

In this dangerous deep forest, why would one assume a shaman is alone here, with no beastman warriors guarding around.

The other few flying beastfolk naturally also sensed that Wu Yue's identity was out of the ordinary; they consequently eased their breathing a bit.

Fortunately, they had just seen the staff in her hand and kept some distance; otherwise they'd probably have been discovered by that person up front.

A rustling sound came; the few flying beastfolk turned around, only to see their own captain and four shamans, leading some beastman warriors, rushing over.

'Are they from the four great tribes?'

The beastman envoy captain asked as soon as he arrived.

The flying beastfolk shook his head, face somewhat solemn: 'I don't know if they are, but look at that person's clothing.'

Upon hearing that, the beastman envoy captain and the few shamans then looked toward the black silhouette ahead.

Upon seeing that, their faces instantly turned grave: 'Is that a shaman?'

After the beastman envoy finished speaking, he turned to look at the four shamans beside him: 'Shaman Sir, can you gauge this shaman's strength...'

Before his words even finished, the poison shaman beside him looked grim: 'I can't make out this shaman's strength level.'

The beastman envoy captain was startled; even the shamans sir can't see it?

Could this person's shamanic power level be above those shamans?

At this moment, the healing shaman's voice also softly sounded: 'I can't tell either.'

The air fell silent for a moment; after the beastman envoy captain caught his breath, he then looked at the few shamans beside him: 'What should we do now?'

While everyone was discussing countermeasures, the rear squad also caught up.

The beastman envoy captain ordered the beastman warriors to summon the poison scorpion tribe beastfolk and the rock salt shamaness.

'Take a look at that person ahead—do you recognize them?'

Poison scorpion beastman warrior: '...'

Rock salt shamaness: '...'

'Brother, that thing is pitch black all over—what are you letting us look at?'

'Are we just looking at loneliness?'

The beastman envoy captain only now realized this person has been facing away, gathering herbs on the ground, so her face can't be seen.

The healing shaman stood up, his deep eyes rarely showing some other emotion: 'Then let's go meet them; a shaman who can wear cloth is definitely not a shaman from a place like the Polar Forest.'

'Cloth!'

This is a highly precious item among the super-tribes; it is a specialty of another super-tribe in the Yun Wu Shan Mai, and only a very few are taken out for exchange each year.

Therefore it basically can't be taken to the trade fair; instead it gets divided up among the shamans of all tribes.

Shamans of lower status or rank don't even qualify to get a share.

The beastman envoy looked enviously at the four shamans beside him; the cloth garments on those four were painstakingly made over a long time.

Moreover, the shamans' cloth garments are undyed; it's said that dyed cloth is only fit for the high-status great shaman of the major tribe.

Or perhaps only those disciples and shamans who are greatly favored by the great enlightened one can be granted some.

But a large patch of dyed cloth like that on the person not far away is indeed rarely seen.

With Tongzi's reminder, Wu Yue naturally already knew about the group hiding behind her, but she is currently weak.

Even in her weakness, she still feels a little bit of relief.

I have to say that exchanging clothes earlier was wise; the camouflage jumpsuit prevented anyone from discerning her true strength, and it really made it convenient for her to show off.

Host, these people are coming over.

Tongzi turned into a jet-black poisonous snake as thick as an arm, coiled around Wu Yue's shoulders, its head leisurely lifting from behind her head and lazily drooping on her head.

Although she hadn't looked in a mirror, Wu Yue knew that her black cloak with a poisonous snake coiled on her shoulders gave her an image that was certainly not positive.

It rather resembled the image of a dark sorcerer from movies.

But what could she do? Her system just had this petty taste, and she could only endure it.

As the super-tribe envoy team had just stepped within a hundred meters of Wu Yue, the poisonous snake Tongzi that had been coiled on her head raised its body and continually emitted a cold 'hiss'.

Its pitch-black tongue instantly flicked toward the members of the super-tribe envoy team.

The beastman warrior envoy captain and the four shamans were startled, quickly halted their steps, and became wary.

Wu Yue turned around, gripping her staff in hand, her slender figure wrapped in a black robe, obscuring her face.

But a cold voice came from beneath the black robe: 'Who are you?'

As her voice fell, an excited yet venomous shout rang out among the super-tribe envoy team: 'You are Wu Yue, the female shaman of the Snow Tiger Tribe!'

Wu Yue's face beneath the cloak suddenly changed color; she never expected that the Rock Salt Tribe's shamaness had also followed them here.

'The female shaman of the Snow Tiger Tribe?'

As the Rock Salt shamaness's words fell, the beastfolk and shamans in the team scrutinized the slender figure wrapped in black cloth opposite them.

The healing shaman stepped forward a few paces toward the distant black figure: 'We came this time only to hunt some crystal cores in the deep forest to bring back for the young beastfolk of our tribe.'

If you truly are a member of the Snow Tiger Tribe, we hope you can guide us onward; we will give you five crystal cores as thanks.

The corner of Wu Yue's mouth beneath her cloak curled in scorn: 'Indeed, a big forest holds all kinds of birds.'

If it weren't for the Snow Tiger shaman having warned her earlier about the virtues of these super-tribes, she might have... heh, she wouldn't have been fooled, truly thinking that the food she'd eaten for decades was free.

'Snow Tiger Tribe? What kind of backwater tribe is that?'

The cold voice sounded again from beneath the cloak, faintly tinged with displeasure.

It seemed she was displeased to be associated with such a petty tribe.

Her composed demeanor was indeed somewhat intimidating; the beastman warrior envoy captain and the remaining shamans turned to the Rock Salt shamaness: 'You say she is the female shaman of the Snow Tiger Tribe—how can you prove it?'

Having just heard the familiar voice, the Rock Salt shamaness had almost shouted out in excitement, but now seeing the imposing figure opposite and noting their unflustered composure, she felt a hint of doubt.

'I won't mistake her voice; it's almost identical to that of the Snow Tiger Tribe's female shaman, but she's wearing such beast hide that I can't see her face.'

As the Rock Salt shamaness identified Wu Yue, the Scorpion Tribe's beastfolk not far behind were also observing that figure ahead.

The more he looked, the more he felt this person was probably not that female at all; the aura of this shaman was completely unlike that of the previous female.

The healing shaman ahead, having naturally heard the Rock Salt shamaness's words, glanced with a flickering gaze at the black silhouette before them: 'We are the people of the Kuma Tribe of the Super Tribe of Yun Wu Shan Mai; may I ask who you are?'

'The Kuma Tribe?'

The cold voice murmured, the chill in its tone greatly lessened.

In the next moment, everyone saw a pair of slender, fair hands extend from beneath the cloth.

The deep forest fell into an instant silence...

Judging by the size of those hands, could the person opposite actually be female?

Putting it that way, could she truly be the female shaman of the Snow Tiger Tribe?

However, upon seeing those pale, delicate hands, the Rock Salt shamaness beside her and the Scorpion Tribe beastfolk warrior behind her both subtly changed expression.

Others may not know, but surely those of us who have attended the trade fair know?

Wu Yue of the Snow Tiger Tribe's hands are definitely not this color, nor are they this beautiful.

So...

The Rock Salt shamaness felt uneasy, wondering if she had truly mistaken the person.

Those pale, delicate little hands slowly rose...

The healing shaman's body tensed, and the beastman warrior envoy captain behind him quickly stepped forward to shield him.

Yet they saw the pale little hand give a light wave; the poisonous snake coiled on that person's shoulder opened its mouth, seized the cloth atop their head, and slowly pulled it down.

Tongzi, while helping its host remove the hat, muttered complaints.

This dog host is really putting on airs, making a snake serve him—why not just go to heaven?

But now, as a pet snake, he has no snake rights whatsoever.

The hood and hat slowly fell away, revealing a face that seemed as if kissed by the Beast God himself.

The area fell into instant silence; even the beastfolk warriors of the super-tribe envoy team all drew a sharp breath in unison.

How could there be such a beautiful female?

Before, they always liked females who were strong and muscular.

But for some reason, upon seeing this person before them, they felt that the females they previously liked weren't even worthy of holding someone's beast-hide shoes.

'Pan Long Mountain Range, the Super Tribe's Huaxia Tribe.'

'Pan Long Mountain Range?'

'The Super Tribe's Huaxia Tribe?'

Everyone looked at each other.

'Have you heard of this place called Pan Long Mountain Range?'

'No, what kind of remote backwater is this?'

Not only the beastfolk warriors, but even the four shamans were utterly puzzled; given their tribe's long heritage, they had never heard of Pan Long Mountain Range.

'Host, you really can brag—why don't you say you're from the vast lands of Huaguo?'

Wu Yue reached out, grabbed Tongzi's tail, and tugged: 'Nonsense, everyone's talking about mountain ranges, deep forests, or plains—I'm bringing up the whole earth!'

You can't boast that far off.

Tongzi chuckled: "..."

Although I've never heard of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range, everyone said it's a Super Tribe, and this female shaman is indeed bold, daring to come out alone; her strength seems not low.

Thinking this, the members of the Super Tribe envoy team became even more wary of this female whose strength level was unknown.

"Shaman Sir, what Coiling Dragon Mountain Range Huaxia Tribe? I've never even heard of it; maybe this person isn't even a shaman, just spouting nonsense here."

The Rock Salt Shaman gazed at the beautiful visage beneath the black robe of the person opposite, her whole self burning with jealousy; she always considered herself beautiful, wherever she went she was the female most beloved by Beastfolk, but now seeing such a female like the moon in the heavens, the darkness in her heart need not be said.

She immediately launched into a barrage of slander.

But her words also stirred the Super Tribe envoy team nearby, and the three shamans behind even stepped forward a few steps.

However, seeing the female opposite, who had just been calm, lightly wave her shaman staff, a black streak of light shot with a "whoosh", sweeping past them and directly piercing into the Rock Salt Shaman's body amidst the astonishment of many Super Tribe members.