Chapter 472

Seeing another Beastman Warrior that looked even more "fierce" appear in their sight again, the few pure human males actually cried this time.

Damn it, we were out on patrol, patrol, how did we run into a few Beastman Warriors, and they look nothing like the listless Beastman Warriors back in the tribe.

Those arms... those legs... the way they effortlessly lifted us up, you can tell at a glance their combat power is off the charts!

""Big brother, we're from the nearby Wuke tribe; you see... could there be some misunderstanding, eh?""

The leading pure human male fawningly looked at the Beastman Warrior holding him, and asked tentatively.

Teng Qian gave a sinister chuckle twice: 'Hehe, don't worry, I'm just taking you to meet an acquaintance.'

As soon as his words fell, he threw the few people onto the ground; the leading pure human male struggled to lift his head, but instantly froze there.

Disbelieving, he blinked, looking at the familiar figure appearing in his sight, his voice trembling as he said: 'Cap-cap-cap... captain?'

Snow Tiger Tribe

Half-Beast A-Wang gave a cold snort twice, thinking about how this guy had just been bragging, trying to take his position, and he swung a big foot, printing it onto that guy's shoe‑horn face.

Cloud Mist Mountain Range

The pure human male's gaunt cheek twitched; had he not seen the sun when he went out today?

Teng Qian lifted his big foot and kicked the pure human male, then picked him up and walked toward the small grove beside them: 'Come on, come on, let's have a chat.'

Watching the two figures disappear from his sight, Half-Beast A-Wang suddenly felt a bit panicked; this guy wouldn't say anything bad about him in front of that Beastman, would he?

Beastman Warrior

A moment later, the bruised and swollen-faced pure human was hauled out by Teng Qian; looking at the other's miserable state, not only those gaunt pure human males, but even Half-Beast A-Wang, who had been oppressed by Teng Qian for days, felt a faint ache all over.

Silver Rank Eight

Silver Rank Three-Four

Teng Qian gave a cold chuckle twice, looking at the half-beast A Wang leaning against the tree trunk: "Yue, this guy is dishonest; regarding our previous matters, he has gotten away with many of them."

Wu Yue and Yuan Lang narrowed their eyes, their gaze toward A Wang gaining a hint of deep meaning.

"You're awesome~"

Yuan Lang waved his hand: "Teng Kun, take that dishonest one away and properly teach him how to be human."

Teng Qian tied up several pure humans to the tree trunks, then walked over to Wu Yue and Yuan Lang: "A few days ago I asked that half-beast what the Woke Tribe chieftain does with so many half-beasts and beastman warriors, but A Wang only said he wanted a larger territory and to strengthen the tribe's strength."

But that pure human just said an important piece of news: increasing territory and tribe strength is merely a minor reason; the most important thing is to win first place in this year's tribal competition, thereby gaining the opportunity to go to the big tribe and receive the Grand Shaman's blessing.

It is said that the chieftain of the Woke Tribe is already a Silver Rank Eight beastman warrior.

Everyone's expression turned serious; this news is truly too important. Among them, the strongest is Yuan Lang, who currently only has Silver Rank Eight strength, but due to previous poisoning, his strength is affected and he can only exert Silver Rank Three or Four.

"Really dishonest."

"Can only obtain one?"

Wu Yue looked expectantly at Teng Qian.

Teng Qian scratched his head: "Only one can receive the Grand Shaman's personal blessing, but if we have enough food or animal hides, even medicinal herbs and fruits, we can still ask a super tribe to set up a totem pole."

On the Forest River side, the tribes' strength is generally inferior to the opposite bank, but many precious medicinal herbs and poisonous herbs grow here, which are favored by the shamans over there.

Their eyes shone like little suns.

Who would have thought that merely capturing a few low-ranking members of the Woke Tribe would yield such important news.

"In that case, using this method would be much safer."

Yuan Lang smiled at the petite female who only reached his shoulder.

Wu Yue nodded: "Just, gathering resources like this isn't something we few can accomplish; it seems..."

Her moon-like eyes gazed toward the distant forest: "We need to establish a tribe here."

Teng Qian's eyes sparkled: "Are we looking to develop a branch of the Snow Tiger Tribe? What should we call it—just call it the White Tiger Tribe branch?"

Wu Yue rolled her eyes: "The two super tribes of the Yun Wu Shan Mai already know us; what's the point of picking such a conspicuous name?"

Teng Qian gave a dry chuckle twice: "Hehe... what do you... what do you want..."

But seeing the petite female who had just rolled her eyes stiffen, her heart stirred, she wore a look of anticipating the show: "Yue, you won't be a naming incompetent... aw!"

Before the words even fell, a kick struck his shin, making him grit his teeth in pain.

Yuan Lang's eyes fell on the petite female's foot wrapped in beast-hide shoes: "Does your foot hurt?"

Wu Yue blinked, then laughed and nodded: "It doesn't hurt; I didn't use much force."

But seeing the beastfolk raise a hand to rub his own head: "Next time you want to kick him, tell me; I'll help you kick—watch out for your foot."

Teng Qian: "..."

Damn, I don't know whether to say this or not!

Teng Qian gave a hehe chuckle twice, looking at the several pure humans tightly bound and the beastman warrior being led by his own younger brother: "Yue, shouldn't our tribe have a few members?"

Wu Yue naturally saw that fellow's evil gaze, understood implicitly, and nodded: "Yes, we need a few."

Even before hearing these few people's idea of competing for rankings, those pure humans were already trembling with fear; now hearing that they still plan to take them as underlings, their hearts feel even more bitter.

Although they might not even get enough to eat in the Woke Tribe, with the chieftain's prestige they can still swagger around the surrounding small tribes, scrounge some food, and no one dares to bully the Woke Tribe's people.

But now, looking at the opposing side's mere handful of members, they still plan to establish a tribe—are you sure you're not just playing around?

"Put away your doubtful looks, brother."

Teng Qian slapped a big palm upward, then pointed at his stalwart elder brother and said: "This is our tribe's chieftain, Yuan Lang."

Turning his finger, he then pointed at Wu Yue: "This is our tribe's shaman; from now on you must address her as Shaman Wu Yue, got it?"

"Shaman shaman shaman... shaman?"

They all cracked their voices, giving Teng Qian a look that said "you're damn awesome."

With just a handful of members, I won't say more—you've got the guts to pretend to be a shaman; aren't you afraid of the Beast God's punishment?

The few of them no longer paid attention to the bewildered pure humans, gathering together to discuss the tribe's future settlement.

"I think it's best to stay a bit farther from the Woke Tribe; our bodies haven't fully recovered, and if that Woke Tribe chieftain learns of our existence, he'll surely bring people to attack our little tribe."

"You mean it's lewd development?"

"As things stand, this is the best method. Once our bodies have fully recovered, we'll go and deal with the Wuke Tribe, becoming the strongest tribe in this forest."

"By then we can have the boss accept the Grand Shaman's instructions, and we can even bring the totem pole back—it'll be incredibly smooth."

"Teng Qian laughed so hard his teeth showed, as if a beautiful tomorrow were right before his eyes."

"Yuan Lang snorted coldly: 'Attack the Wuke Tribe? With just our three or two little cats?'"

"The pure humans and A-Wang and a few others behind them, ears perked up eavesdropping, nodded repeatedly—indeed, we still need some self-awareness."

"During lewd development we can pick up some lackeys; there are so many small and medium tribes here, with our abilities it's nothing more than a wave of the hand."

"Now Wu Yue's expression turned sour: 'Three or two little cats leading a bunch of skeletons to go fight the Wuke Tribe?'"

"Teng Qian's face stiffened; thinking of the Lasu Tribe's skin-and-bones folk, he opened his mouth—those people truly have no combat strength."

"So if we want to build a tribe, the task is still quite heavy."

"Territory, clansmen, and before our strength matures it's best not to provoke those powerful tribes in this forest."

"Wu Yue sighed: 'Starting from scratch isn't easy, but if we join another tribe, that totem pole certainly won't be up to us.'"

"Several people nodded solemnly; their mission this time was to bring back the totem pole, so joining another tribe was outright rejected."

"After a moment's thought, Wu Yue turned her head to look at the pig-headed half-beast A-Wang, and a gentle smile appeared on her face again."

"A-Wang's body shuddered, a chill shot straight to his heart—'Meow,' you can just say what you have to say, don't smile at me, I'm scared!"

"A-Wang, is there any tribe in this forest that would be more suitable as a base for our tribe?"

"A-Wang thought, 'Damn, who's with you our tribe? I'm a member of the Wuke Tribe, don't lump me in!'"

"But on the surface he still showed a humble demeanor: 'Please let me think.'"

"Wu Yue nodded with a smile: 'You all think carefully; whoever proposes a good method won't get beaten for the next few days.'"

"A-Wang, the pure human males: '...'"

"Could this be some kind of reward?"

"But glancing at the beastman warrior snarling not far away, he immediately began raking through the few brain cells he had, searching for ideas."

"Teng Qian edged up beside Yue: 'Yue, let me tell you, these people won't listen unless you beat them; a few more beatings and they'll behave.'"

"He couldn't lower his voice, so the few people nearby could all hear."

"Um... Shaman Yue, I've got an idea!"

"A-Wang was the first to raise his claw; after all, he used to be the chief's right-hand man, so he knows more about the tribes in this forest than these lowly pure human males."

"Every winter many tribes can't make it through, freezing to death lots of people, sometimes even whole tribes die from hunger and cold, leaving their territories empty—you..."

"As he was speaking, he noticed the fearsome little female's smile deepen, so he quickly corrected: 'Our tribe can find those vacant territories and make them our own, then subjugate the surrounding tribes to continually expand our land and strength.'"

"So which tribe's territory in this forest do you think will become vacant?"

"Everyone naturally knows this method—you can gain territory without fighting, especially now that winter has just passed; it's the best route."

"This... that..."

"The half-beast hemmed and hawed for a while, cold sweat beading on his forehead: 'Um, the former territory of the Lasu Tribe would be fine, and the tribe that occupies it this year surely has hardly any members left.'"

"Seeing him so certain, Wu Yue smiled even more gently: 'Oh? How can you be so sure?'"

"Because the captain, before the first big battle, led us to seize that tribe's food, they simply didn't have enough to survive the winter."

"Wu Yue's smile froze, her gaze at the half-beast warrior turning icy."

"Teng Qian and the others' gazes at the half-beast also grew icy."

"The half-beast felt bitter inside, but he couldn't say anything."

"'These are the chief's orders; we have no choice—whenever a tribe has abundant food, the chief commands us to raid it for food.'"

"He gave a big 'eh,' as if to say, 'Who could defy the chief's orders?'"

"Of course, raiding for food before winter, he didn't feel he was doing anything wrong—after all, more food meant more hope of survival for himself."

"Wu Yue didn't say anything either; after all, this isn't the world she used to live in, and to survive here she must face various difficulties and dangers."

"Plundering and slaughter are the rules of survival here; only strength is the only way out."

"'Let's go, take us there.'"

"'You go ahead, I'll lure a wild beast over to mess up these herbs a bit; otherwise our digging traces will be discovered by the Wuke Tribe.'"

"Yuan Lang handed the basket behind him to Teng Kun, then turned and leapt into the nearby forest."

"Everyone naturally knew his strength, taking half-beast A-Wang and a few pure human males toward their future tribal territory."

"They hadn't gone far when howls of wild beasts came from behind."

"'Who knows what beast the boss lured; its cry shook the surrounding branches.'"

"A-Wang and the few lackeys behind him drooped their heads ever lower, their hearts filled with despair."

"With such combat power, they didn't even dare think of fleeing; it looks like they'll have to honestly serve as others' lackeys."

"Not long after the beast's howl faded, Yuan Lang came up behind them."

"On the second day of heading to the new territory, everyone returned to the Lasu Tribe's territory."

"'Shaman Yue, why have you come back? The Wuke Tribe's half-beast warrior hasn't left yet.'"

"Wu Yue nodded, informing Ying Ze of the news they'd gathered and their subsequent decision."

"'So put that way, as long as our tribe becomes the strongest in this forest, we can obtain the totem pole?'"