Chapter 419: How a Loser Is Forged

Eagle Beastman didn't know whether to nod or shake his head: "We also didn't see it, but the place where that strong energy surge occurred is indeed where that Huaxia Shaman went in."

The Super Tribe's people fell silent; although the Eagle Beastman couldn't be sure, they inexplicably felt that this energy surge was related to that Huaxia Shaman.

The Healing Shaman's indifferent eyes narrowed slightly, the hands hanging at his sides suddenly clenched into fists: "Go back and watch; if anything changes, return and report."

The Eagle Beastman solemnly nodded, spread his wings, and flew up into the sky again.

Even if the Shaman Sir didn't say so, he would still go over; those few subordinates knocked unconscious couldn't be ignored.

The blast's energy rippled outward in waves; any mid-level or lower feral beast hit by it would roll its eyes and faint.

At the blast's epicenter, a large patch of deep forest had been cleared; a place that was always gloomy and dark now unexpectedly bathed in sunlight.

Long after the heart‑shaking explosion, until the energy surge faded, this forest that seemed dead‑quiet finally stirred again.

Some feral beasts began trying to approach; even the Super Tribe's Eagle Beastman flapped his wings and slowly flew toward the cleared clearing.

Looking at the deep forest that seemed to have been gouged out by some enormously huge entity, the Eagle Beastman gulped and flew cautiously higher.

But perhaps because the blast energy was too strong, after the surge the white smoke‑dust hadn't dispersed, like a clump of substantial soft hair, slowly writhing and spreading through the forest.

The Eagle Beastman frowned at the vast expanse of white mist below, hesitated a moment, then slowly descended.

When he flew near, he suddenly flapped his wings, trying to blow away the foulness so he could see the scene clearly.

But the mist merely twitched slightly under his wing's agitation, then, as if sensing prey, rapidly spread toward him.

The Eagle Beastman's pupils contracted sharply—this mist is problematic!

He hurriedly flew upward, but even with his extreme speed, the white mist still grazed his feet.

The beast‑skin wrapped around his feet instantly seemed corroded, emitting a grating 'hiss' that made one's teeth ache.

The exposed toes felt a sharp sting; before the mist could touch more area, the Eagle Beastman had already flown out of its range.

Gritting his teeth against the pain and dizziness, he strained his wings to fly toward the cave.

The Healing Shaman Sir was there; if he made it back in time, he would surely be saved.

The Super Tribe's Beastman Warriors also hadn't expected that the Eagle Beastman, who had just left not long ago, would return, and his descent was unsteady—he actually plummeted straight down.

The heavy thud of his body hitting the ground startled those inside the cave.

The Healing Shaman and several senior members of the squad quickly came out.

The Eagle Beastman shook his heavy‑laden head, struggled to lift his gaze toward the cave: "Sh... Shaman Sir... save..."

Just a few simple words, yet it seemed he'd expended all his strength; in the end his vision went black and he fainted.

As the Healing Shaman stepped out of the cave, he instantly noticed the Eagle Beastman's abnormality; the Poison Shaman at his side also followed with a solemn expression.

There was no need for everyone to search for the wound.

Because the Eagle Beastman's toes had just been corroded, the toxin had now spread to his entire calf, appearing black‑purple, utterly obvious.

The Healing Shaman frowned at the Poison Shaman who was examining him: "How is it?"

The Poison Shaman gathered shamanic power in his hand, wrapping the Eagle Beastman's calf: "The toxin is very strong; I'll first draw it out, then you can treat him."

The Healing Shaman nodded, then lifted his gaze toward the direction where the energy surge had occurred.

What exactly is abnormal there?

Since the toxin corrosion wasn't severe, the Poison Shaman spent some time and still managed to clear it out.

Afterwards, the Healing Shaman's shamanic power, imbued with strong life energy, enveloped the Eagle Beastman, repairing his injuries.

As the toxin inside him dissipated, the Eagle Beastman finally woke up.

Seeing the surrounding tribesmen, his face changed drastically as he sat up: "Shaman Sir, that... the place where the energy surge occurred is now beginning to be suffused with a white mist, so I can't see what's below."

"I thought it was explosion‑generated dust and wanted to fly down to look, but I didn't expect that touching that white mist would cause intense pain; I realized something was wrong and flew up, yet my toes still got some on them."

"Toes?"

"Yes."

The Eagle Beastman nodded, still shaken, then lowered his head to look at his injured spot.

But at this moment, the place that had felt painful showed no trace.

"We've already treated your wound, but your whole calf has been corroded by toxin—not just the toes as you said."

The Healing Shaman looked at the Eagle Beastman's feet and said.

"That toxin is domineering; it can spread, but not necessarily—many potent toxins work like this, just not as fast as this one."

In the Poison Shaman's hand, shamanic power formed a sphere containing a dark‑purple mass, indistinct.

"This is the toxin from your calf."

As they were speaking, the sound of wings flapping came—it was the Eagle Beastman who had been knocked unconscious earlier, flying back.

"Shaman Sir."

The Healing Shaman looked at the few: "Is that white toxic mist still spreading?"

"White toxic mist?"

The few exchanged glances for a moment before realizing that what their Shaman Sir had said was likely the dust from the earlier energy surge.

"It hasn't spread further; we waited a while, and it only extended to a certain distance before stopping there, but it also hasn't disappeared."

"Not spreading, not disappearing..."

The Healing Shaman pondered: "Keep watching; if anything happens, report back, but don't approach that white mist—it's toxic."

Upon hearing this, several Eagle Beastmen's faces changed drastically; they quickly replied and flew off.

At this moment, Wu Yue and the two small beasts were unaware of the effects caused by their detonated grenade.

After half a day had passed, the person and two beasts slowly came to.

Wu Yue felt that every part of her body ached terribly, as if she'd been stuffed into a sack.

She got up, shook her head, and after her vision cleared a bit, she could finally see the surroundings.

The surrounding deep forest was gone; all around was a blank white expanse, direction indiscernible.

Treading Cloud and Tongzi curled up into a ball, their bellies rising and falling as they lay beside her.

Around them was a transparent energy shield, which she had unconsciously exchanged for after seeing Tongzi's short-range grenade throw.

The fact proved she was right; without that energy shield, the three of them would probably have already grown little wings to go see the Beast God.

Thinking about it, she felt an itch in her hands, gave Tongzi a sinister look from not far away, grabbed the back of his neck, and gave his fat butt a thorough beating.

How the heck did he throw it ten meters with such a righteous expression?

Isn't this just screwing over his dad?

A crisp slap rang out, startling Treading Cloud nearby.

He stretched out a little paw to rub his eyes, and then saw his master holding Lan Pangzi and spanking his butt.

He felt his little butt go cold, and quickly shifted to try to hide it.

The pain in his butt finally woke Tongzi, who first let out a thrilled "Ah!" before turning his tear-filled eyes toward his master.

He knew he had messed up, but it was his first time being a beast, and also his first time throwing a grenade with his beast body; he thought he could throw it at least a hundred meters, but who knew his short legs wouldn't cooperate?

"Wuu-wuu-wuu~ Master, it's all my fault, I overestimated my strength, I'm wrong, waa-waa-waa!"

Saying that, he actually burst into a howl.

Because only May could hear his voice, after that wailing cried out, Wu Yue felt her head buzzing for a moment.

The veins on his forehead throbbed: "Shut up, old man, you're annoyingly loud."

No longer paying attention to that crying beast, Wu Yue stood up and looked around, but all she saw was a vast white expanse, nothing visible.

She kicked the sniffling Lan Pangzi: "Stop the act, quickly see how we can get out—there's no way to tell direction around here."

Tongzi immediately stopped his dry howling, and Treading Cloud blinked his eyes at his little furry face.

Heh... there wasn't a tear in sight; this guy was just putting on a show of thunder without rain.

After letting out an "Ah!", he walked up to his master and rubbed against her calf.

His watery eyes looked toward his master... at the satchel at her waist.

Wu Yue understood, took out a crystal core and fed it into his mouth.

The energy in the crystal core repaired Treading Cloud's body, and after a moment he once again became his Strong Battle Form.

Tongzi lifted his eyelids to glance at his frowning, looking-around master, feeling guilty as hell.

He furtively opened the system shop and glanced at his personal stash.

Having previously followed his master to gather some herbs, he now also counted as being somewhat well-off.

Gritting his teeth, he exchanged three masks: "Master, the poison shamans around here were released after that grenade's blast; they'll last for a while, and wearing these masks will protect you."

Wu Yue's face stiffened: "Tongzi, how many points do I have left?"

These masks are exquisitely made, looking high-end, and moreover the price of that grenade earlier...

Wu Yue only felt her heart bleeding.

Tongzi poked his fingers, furtively glancing at his master: "These three masks I exchanged with my own points, all because I threw too close..."

Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and her gaze at her chubby Tongzi finally softened a bit.

Taking the mask, she first placed it on Treading Cloud's face; the moment it was put on, it actually began to wriggle, automatically adjusting to fit snugly over his face.

This made her feel amazed.

After one person and two beasts were equipped, Wu Yue and Tongzi jumped onto Treading Cloud's back.

"Master, the unicorn horn beasts around should all have been blown up or poisoned to death; should we collect their corpses?"

Tongzi said obsequiously.

Wu Yue gave him a sideways glance: "Right now the most important thing is to find Yuan Lang and the others; we don't have time to waste here."

Tongzi pouted: "I just feel it's a shame; judging from the corpses of the past few days, Yuan Lang and the others were probably hunting these unicorn horn beasts."

Maybe the sinews of this fierce beast are exactly the bow mystic material he's looking for.

Wu Yue blinked, then after a moment reached out and picked up the little fatty bun, tossing it down.

Tongzi stood there, looking bewildered: "What's going on?"

Wu Yue bent down, patted the fatty bun's head: "I think you're right; having so many unicorn horn beast corpses is indeed a shame."

So you stay here to collect beast sinews and crystal cores; you do have your own space, right?

First help me store them; when I come back I'll buy you some snacks."

Having said that, she waved her hand, leaving no trace, and rode Treading Cloud away into the white mist.

Left behind, the poor little Tongzi stood alone in the white mist, his back forlorn.

"Treading Cloud, speed up; if you spot any beastfolk tracks, stop immediately."

Wu Yue said in a solemn tone.

In this deep forest, as soon as any beastfolk appear, aside from Yuan Lang and his group, there basically won't be anyone else.

Wu Yue was quite certain, because the people of the other three major tribes had all migrated.

"Ah!"

Treading Cloud responded, instantly increasing his speed.

Because of the earlier explosion, fierce beasts have stayed away from this area; even places a bit farther off are much safer.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, a dozen or so beastfolk completely covered in black mud were sneaking through the deep woods.

"Be careful, we're heading out."

The beastfolk's deep, resonant voice sounded somewhat muffled.

The beastman warrior on his back, his breathing now weak, said: "Boss, let me down; you hurry on, those remaining unicorn horn beasts will catch up soon."

Yuan Lang tightened his grip on his arm: "Shut up."

Having said that, he continued to speed up.

At that moment, the light in the deep forest ahead suddenly changed; everyone was overjoyed—they had come out.

"Boss, we can get out ahead."

Yuan Lang replied in a low voice: "After we get out, don't stop; we'll go straight to the cave where we rested before—I remember there are many herbs around that deep forest we can use."

The tribesmen's injuries were getting worse and worse.

The beastfolk all answered in unison and quickened their pace again.

In the deep forest at the junction of the two activity zones, Wu Yue and Ta Yun stopped at the edge of a pitch-black mud pit at this moment.

What made her stop was a string of footprints extending from the edge of the mud pit outward—those were beastfolk footprints.

"It must be Yuan Lang and them."

And the direction the footprints were pointing...

Wu Yue frowned and looked in that direction—it was the way out.

"Ta Yun, chase!"

Perhaps the mud on their feet began to dry, and the muddy footprints also disappeared after a distance.

But that direction is definitely correct—it's the way out.

So have they already hunted enough beast sinew?

The white poison mist will still need some time to dissipate; Tongzi is still safe, while Yuan Lang and the others...

Wu Yue's expression changed—those guys from the super tribe are still out there!

"Ta Yun, speed up!"

"Ao!"

At that moment, outside a cave in the intermediate ferocious beast activity zone, a sound of wings flapping came.

The shaman and beastman warriors who were eating food raised their heads, and saw the eagle beastfolk that had gone out to patrol descending.

"Shaman Sir, there are some pitch-black beastfolk in the deep forest behind us heading toward this cave."