Chapter 510: Super Tribe's Barbecue

Awa, sitting behind Dong Sang, had a hint of envy and fervor in her expression, but she quickly lowered her head after just a moment.

Wu Yue, who was picking fruits in front of her, sensed a fiery gaze, suddenly looked up toward the Dong Sang clan chief, and met his somewhat shocked eyes.

But this was different from that scorching feeling I had sensed before.

"Shaman Yue, your status in the tribe is truly high."

Wu Yue, while picking the fruits in front of her, shook her head and said, "I am not the most prestigious in the tribe, after all I only just became a shaman not long ago after being a shaman disciple."

The Dong Sang clan chief's smile deepened: "I know this; in the Super Tribe, the one most respected by the people is the Grand Shaman."

His tone carried a hint of sigh; after all, such an existence might be something he never sees in his lifetime.

Wu Yue merely gave a deep, inscrutable smile and said nothing.

But the Dong Sang clan chief grew more certain of his inner guess.

"Chief, the hunting party has brought back new game."

A familiar voice came from outside the cave, and the Dong Sang clan chief relaxed: "Pick a game animal and bring it in."

Having said that, he furtively glanced at Wu Yue's expression above; seeing her still picking the fruits in front of her, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Perhaps Shaman Yue didn't hear Yingfei's voice.

Moments later, a Half-Beast warrior from the Dong Sang tribe entered carrying a processed game animal, and the fresh scent of blood and flesh spread through the cave.

The Dong Sang clan chief rose, took the game from the tribesperson's hands, and said with a smile: "Shaman Yue, Awa's barbecue is delicious; she learned it from the Beastman Warriors of the Super Tribe—let Awa roast this game."

Wu Yue nodded in surprise: "You also eat barbecue?"

No wonder she was surprised; the people here have no habit of eating barbecue, believing raw meat better nourishes the body's qi and blood.

Dong Sang laughed: "We didn't eat it before, but seeing the Super Tribe's people cook meat with fire and eat it, I had Awa learn how."

Although the roasted meat comes out black and bitter, the Super Tribe eats it that way, so it must be beneficial... I guess~

Wu Yue nodded eagerly: "Oh~ that could be worth a try."

The two Super Tribes she had seen ate raw meat, and she had never seen them roast meat.

So, is the Super Tribe that Dong Sang spoke of another tribe in the Yun Wu Shan Mai mountain range?

Awa, praised by her partner, flashed a bashful smile, then took with one hand the game from Dong Sang that was about her height, and went aside to process it.

Wu Yue: "..."

Your bashful expression and your immense strength really don't match at all.

Looking at Awa's back, Dong Sang puffed out his chest proudly: "Awa is the strongest female in the tribe; she can even go hunting like a male, and is even stronger than many males."

Wu Yue gave a dry laugh and nodded: "The Dong Sang clan chief's partner is truly a formidable female,"

Seeing his partner receive praise from Shaman Yue, Dong Sang's smug smile grew even more radiant.

"Yue, the wooden skewers are ready."

Teng Qian wobbled over with a bundle of skewers about the thickness of chopsticks, walked into the cave, sat consciously beside Yuan Lang, and began picking up the pre-cut meat pieces to thread onto the skewers.

Wu Yue then placed some of the picked fruits and the flavored fruits she had brought into the stone pot, mashed them into a puree, and poured it over the already-threaded meat skewers to marinate.

"Shaman Yue, mixing the fruit puree with the meat will taste very strange."

The sweet-and-sour fruits and meat...

The Dong Sang clan chief said, shuddering involuntarily: "That flavor is truly unimaginable."

Wu Yue glanced at him with a smile: "You'll find out soon whether it's tasty, Dong Sang clan chief."

"By the way, does the Dong Sang clan chief have a stone pot here?"

Stone pot?

The Dong Sang clan chief nodded: "There is a stone pot in the tribe, but it's said that long ago the tribe's shaman used it to brew shaman medicine; since we have no shaman, it has remained unused."

Wu Yue nodded: "If it can brew shaman medicine, then it should be usable; have the tribespeople clean it and move it in."

The stone pot isn't very big, not much different from the pot they usually use for soup; Wu Yue placed the bones left over from Yuan Lang and Teng Qian's meat preparation into the stone pot, then furtively reached into the nearby basket and took out a packet of mixed herbs and dried fruits wrapped in leaves—this was the soup stock she had prepared before leaving the tribe.

Not long after the soup pot began to boil, a rich aroma wafted out, and the Dong Sang clan chief gulped hard: "Wu Yue, what is this food?"

Why is it so fragrant?

Wu Yue lifted the wooden lid on the stone pot; inside rolled the game bones that the Dong Sang clan chief knew well—when food was plentiful, they were the things they threw away.

Moreover, he never imagined that the bones they discarded could be made into such delicious food.

Even Awa, who was carefully grilling meat at the cave entrance, caught the scent, reluctantly withdrawing her gaze from the meat and looking inside the cave.

All that could be seen was the noble Shaman Yue stirring in a stone pot, the rich aroma emanating from there.

The meat broth still needed time, but Wu Yue directly picked up a pre-marinated meat skewer and placed it on the fire; in just a moment, the aroma of the grilled meat skewers filled the cave and even drifted slowly outward.

Wu Yue picked up the small brush she had just made from a grass stalk, dipped it in animal oil from a small can beside the fire, and gently brushed it onto the skewers; the sizzling sound of the grilling meat was especially enticing in the quiet cave.

"Gulp! Gulp!"

A loud gulping sound rang out nearby; Wu Yue looked up and saw the Dong Sang clan chief's eyes practically glued to the meat skewers, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

If he weren't tightly pressing his lips, that saliva would have already streamed down like a small waterfall.

Wu Yue smiled and handed him a few skewers: "Try this meat marinated with fruit?"

The Dong Sang clan chief looked at the skewer Wu Yue handed over; although his inner self resisted the lamb skewer, his hands honestly reached out and took it.

"It's fine; I'm just having a taste, after all I've eaten lamb before."

After steeling himself, he raised the skewer and took a big bite with an "Ah—".

The moment the skewer entered his mouth, a burst of fresh fragrance exploded, followed by the tender meat—nothing like the dry, black, bitter barbecue of the Super Tribe.

The Dong Sang clan chief couldn't help but squint his eyes in delight; he had never tasted such delicious barbecue, especially since this skewer was made from lamb that itself is richly flavored.

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