Chapter 549

Seeing two people bring food in, Nyra frowned: "It's just food, why are you so slow? Hurry up."

The Bagua male's body twitched; Wu Yue, seeing this, quickly mimicked a shiver, and the two cautiously stepped forward, placing the food on the animal skin before Nyra.

The half‑beast warrior's eyes lit up as he stared at the meat in his shaman's hand, gulping hard, he struggled to look away from the food: "Shaman, I follow you not for the food."

The Half-Beast Warrior's eyes gleamed as he stared at the piece of meat in his own shaman's hand, he gulped hard, and with difficulty moved his gaze away from the food: "Shaman, I'm not staying by your side for food."

The half‑beast warrior's eyes lit up as he stared at the meat in his shaman's hand, gulping hard, he struggled to look away from the food: "Shaman, I follow you not for the food."

Wait that seems duplicate? Actually the provided lines after 【2】 maybe mis-numbered. Let's re-read the original prompt exactly:

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Seeing two people bring food in, Nyra frowned: "It's just food, why are you so slow? Hurry up."

The Bagua male's body twitched; Wu Yue, seeing this, quickly mimicked a shiver, and the two cautiously stepped forward, placing the food on the animal skin before Nyra.

Nyra lazily sat up, casually picked up a piece of meat and handed it to the young half‑beast warrior behind her: "Here, have some meat."

The half‑beast warrior's eyes lit up as he stared at the meat in his shaman's hand, gulping hard, he struggled to look away from the food: "Shaman, I follow you not for the food."

Seeing his eyes constantly darting to the food, a hint of mockery appeared in Nyra's gaze; she chuckled lightly and patted the half‑beast's sturdy arm: "Go ahead and eat; you need to be full to have the energy to sleep with me."

Understanding the shaman's words, the half‑beast warrior's eyes gleamed even brighter; today he not only got to eat tender meat, but also got to roll in the furs with the shaman—could this be the beast god's blessing?

The half‑beast warrior gulped down the food in a few bites, then began to happily serve the shaman Nyra her meal.

Nyra scanned the half‑beast several times, seeing he was in good spirits, she smiled and took the food from his hand to eat.

The fresh game had just entered her mouth before she could chew, a sharp hiss echoed through the cavern.

Nyra's face changed dramatically; with a "wah" she spat out the food in her mouth, glaring fiercely at the two trembling males standing below.

"Damn you, you actually brought poisoned food for me to eat!"

Her furious voice echoed in the cavern; Nyra leaned on the half‑beast warrior's arm to stand, then waved her hand, releasing a swarm of venomous insects: "Who put the poison in this food? If you don't tell me, you'll become food for my insects."

Thinking about how she had just barely avoided being poisoned, Nyra's heart clenched in spasms; she had clearly had someone test the poison, yet she still almost fell victim.

Her gaze toward the two grew increasingly fierce.

"Wu Yue" and the Bagua male were terrified: "Shaman, we really don't know, we took the food straight from the storage cavern; the adults there know too—we really didn't poison it, we..."

Nyra looked at the two males who were about to piss themselves, snorted inwardly, and thought their cowardly demeanor didn't suggest they'd dare poison her.

Damn Wu Yue, it must have been her; that bitch is surely hiding somewhere in the tribe, waiting for a chance to kill me.

Realizing her greatest enemy was hiding in the tribe, wanting her life, Nyra could no longer stay seated.

"Come with me to the chieftain's cavern."

The Bagua male and Wu Yue trembled, stepping back sideways, heads lowered, too afraid to look at the furious shaman.

At that moment, the Bagua male noticed his companion swiftly and silently approaching Nyra the shaman from his side; his heart clenched and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What the hell... are you looking for death, kid? Approaching the shaman when she's furious—do you not want to live?"

But the next instant, his fear turned into shock.

He watched helplessly as his familiar companion lifted the animal skin from his own buttocks and pulled out a tool glowing with icy light.

Although he witnessed the whole thing, the companion's move was too fast for his shocked expression to appear; the stone‑blade‑like object had already gouged a deep wound in the shaman's body.

The smell of blood instantly filled the cavern; the half‑beast warrior beside Nyra let out a furious roar and swung his fist at the figure fleeing toward the cavern entrance.

Seeing the half‑beast warrior still wanting to give chase, the barely lucid shaman Nyra tremblingly raised her hand: "You idiot, quickly take me to the chieftain."

"What an idiot—you're about to die, yet you're still chasing the enemy; shouldn't your own life come first?"

Just as Ukel was about to discuss life with his mate, the animal‑skin curtain at the cavern entrance was suddenly flung open, before he could even remove his chieftain's fur skirt.

Feeling his little brother instantly terrified and flattened, Ukel's face darkened as he turned to shout, but he saw the half‑beast warrior carrying the blood‑soaked shaman Nyra stride into the cavern.

"Chieftain, the shaman is injured—come quickly, she's lost a lot of blood."

The shaman Nyra was wounded; Ukel's heart lurched, and he rushed over before he could even properly fasten his fur skirt.

Nyra, her hands covered in blood, opened her eyes; her voice broke as she whispered: "U... Ukel, go... find... that shaman... quick!"

Although others didn't know which shaman Nyra meant, Ukel was certain she referred to the old male who had previously rescued them both from Wu Yue's hands.

Without hesitation, they took a few steps to the cavern mouth, pulled out a finger‑long wooden tube and blew; a series of piercing sounds rang out, startling many birds in the forest, yet the old male never appeared.

Wuke's face was grim; the long wooden stick in his hand was given to them by the old male who had previously saved him and the Niluo shaman—if they encountered pursuit by Wu Yue, they were to blow on this little stick, and he would surely come to rescue them. lan

But now, let alone seeing an old male, there wasn't even a trace of a male.

Wuke took a deep breath, thinking of how Niluo shaman was covered in blood just moments ago, his heart grew heavy; such an injury, if not treated with healing shamanic arts, the Niluo shaman...

An aged voice echoed in his ears; Ukel's spirits lifted as he saw the old male appear before him, his heart swelling with excitement.

"You've finally come—it's not the moon‑shaman chasing us, but our shaman Nyra was attacked in her own cavern; please save her."

An aged voice sounded in his ears, and Wuke, spirits lifted, looked at the old male who had appeared before him, his heart surging with excitement.

Yet he felt vexed; previously, when other tribes' shamans or beast‑warriors came to organize competitions, nothing like this had ever happened—why does his own tribe now face so many troubles?

Thinking about the source of these troubles, the medicine shaman furrowed his brows deeply, growing ever more dislike for the Snow Moon tribe and Wu Yue.

Yet his heart was filled with vexation; when shamans or Beastman Warriors from other tribes came to organize competitions before, nothing like this had ever happened—why, when it was his turn, did so many troubles arise?

The two hurried into the cavern; the smell of blood grew stronger, mingled with a faint foul odor.

The medicine shaman frowned as he approached; Nyra, lying on the fur mat, had already turned bluish‑black, breathing out more than in.

The two hurried into the cave, the bloody smell inside growing stronger, mixed with a faint stench.

The medicine shaman frowned and stepped forward; the Niluo shaman lying on the beastskin mat now had a bluish-black complexion, breathing out more than in.

The medicine shaman frowned as he stepped forward; the wrinkles on his palm glowed with potent shamanic energy, which slowly seeped into Nyra's wound, and the horrendous injury began to gradually heal.

"The wound is poisonous." Lan

The medicine shaman frowned and stepped forward; his wrinkled palm manifested rich shamanic power light; as the light slowly entered Niluo's wound, the horrendous wound just then actually slowly began to heal.