Chapter 560

Wu Yue appears. There is also a generic place, a wooden barrel, and a grass mat. No other names are mentioned.

Tribe members sometimes get minor wounds; they come here to take a little and apply it to the wound, and they can recover quickly.

So when a few people came over, there were also a few pure-human males taking the medicine.

Seeing them come over, one hurried forward to make a respectful salute.

A Healing Shaman appears, along with a Beastman Warrior. Wu Yue appears again, together with several Beastman Warriors. There is also a lowly human.

A flash of coldness crossed the healing shaman's ever-smiling eyes; turning his head, he gave the snorting Beastman Warrior a look that seemed quite indifferent.

The anger on the Beastfolk's face receded like a tide, disappearing with a swish, replaced by a deathly pallor; they hurriedly lowered their head and retreated to the rear.

Yuan Lang and a Healing Shaman appear.

Wu Yue naturally also noticed the exchange of glances between the healing shaman and that Beastman Warrior.

Wu Yue appears, and you (plural) are addressed.

She (Wu Yue) possesses shamanic power, and there are several males.

She (Wu Yue), several males, and a person who has never been seen before.

"Wu Yue is really kind to her own people; does a wound like that really need to waste precious shaman power?"

The healing shaman laughed.

Wu Yue made an inviting gesture with her hand and said with a smile, "Although they are just pure humans, they are still my people."

Teng Qian had already lifted the grass mat on the wooden barrel, revealing that the liquid inside still had a faint green tint.

Seeing that there was less than half a barrel of the liquid left, the healing shaman felt a pang of heartache; if he knew she could speak Chinese, he would surely scold Wu Yue for being wasteful.

Teng Qian skillfully filled a bamboo container with the liquid, and then, at Wu Yue's indication, filled another one.

Only when he held the two containers of liquid in his hands did the healing shaman widen his small squinting eyes in disbelief: "How... how come there are two?"

Wu Yue smiled and said, "You came from the other side of the forest river; how could I let you take back just one container?"

"The one for exchange you can give to your tribe's great shaman, and the remaining one is our gift to you."

Upon hearing that, the healing shaman felt overjoyed, and his gaze toward Wu Yue grew gentler.

His expression shifted, after a moment of silence he seemed to have made a major decision, solemnly looking at Wu Yue: "Wu Yue, I heard from the herbal shaman that you came here to compete in order to leave a totem pole for this tribe?"

Wu Yue glanced dubiously at the healing shaman before her, seeing his solemn expression, she nodded seriously: "The Huaxia tribe couldn't have come all this way just for us, so we need to leave as many totem poles as possible for this tribe."

The herbal shaman nodded: "You might not know, shamans like us who own our own territories can apply to the great shaman each year for one totem pole; I can continuously give you the totem poles I obtain for my territory over five years to your Snow Moon tribe."

Upon hearing the healing shaman's words, not only Wu Yue, but even Yuan Lang and Teng Qian beside her glanced at him in surprise.

The Beastman Warriors of the Kuma tribe standing behind the healing shaman wore expressions of utter disbelief.

They well knew that although Beastman Warriors of the super tribe could receive direct shaman power infusion from the great shaman when breaking through, that privilege was reserved only for the offspring of a few exceptionally strong or high-status Beastman Warriors in the tribe.

For those like them who only broke through at an advanced age, the great shaman wouldn't even give them a second glance, and just like Beastman Warriors from other tribes, they had to rely on the tribe's totem pole to break through.

Therefore, totem poles remain precious even in the super tribe, especially for the tribes living in their territories, which are willing to trade many, many goods for a single totem pole.

I never expected that our own shaman would actually give five totem poles to this Snow Moon tribe.

Seeing the healing shaman's solemn expression, Wu Yue naturally knew there's no free lunch, and asked: "I wonder what the shaman wishes to exchange with us?"

A glint flashed in the healing shaman's eyes: "I hope to become a friendly tribe that mutually aids the Snow Tiger tribe."

Wu Yue raised an eyebrow; this healing shaman spoke of the Snow Tiger tribe, not the Snow Moon tribe they had established here.

"I don't think our Snow Tiger tribe can bring any help to the mighty Kuma tribe."

Wu Yue spoke the truth; although they have always strived to build their own tribe, they need time, and a powerful tribe cannot be built in a short period.

The healing shaman suddenly burst out laughing: "Wu Yue, I'm just a healing shaman of the Kuma tribe; I can't make decisions for the whole tribe—I'm speaking only for myself."

Huh?

Wu Yue raised an eyebrow: "You yourself?"

The healing shaman nodded: "Yes, I am a healing shaman of the super tribe; although there are stronger ones in the tribe like the chieftain and the great shaman, for your Snow Tiger tribe my help is still considerable."

Wu Yue also acknowledged this, because even if they won this tribal competition, they would only get an opportunity; but as long as this healing shaman lives, they can steadily obtain one totem pole each year.

That is the hope of the Beastman Warriors living in the Polar Forest.

Wu Yue chuckled lightly: "Then I don't know what you need our Snow Tiger tribe to do for you."

Conditions, of course, need to be discussed.

The healing shaman's smile grew brighter upon hearing that: "I know you, Wu Yue, have close ties with the Huaxia tribe; at least I've never heard of any other shamans in the Polar Forest receiving a boon from the Huaxia tribe."

Wu Yue's heart skipped a beat, her pupils constricting slightly.

The healing shaman, bi, didn't notice her change in expression: "Actually, when we left, we left a few Beastman Warriors in your Polar Forest; according to what they gathered, the matter of the Huaxia tribe's great shaman is known only to your Snow Tiger tribe, and moreover, those Huaxia great shamans seem to be especially fond of you, Wu Yue."

Wu Yue heard this and gave an awkward laugh: "Hehe."

"That's really just me, okay!"

"So I hope that, Wu Yue, if you ever receive a boon from the Huaxia tribe and are willing, you could share a bit with me."

The healing shaman said while squatting down and grabbing a handful of sand; then his fingers slightly opened, and only a few grains of sand slipped out from the gap.

"I'm not being greedy; as long as you think you can give me something, even just a little will do; and of course, if I ever encounter great danger in the future, I also hope you can help me seek aid from the Huaxia tribe."