Chapter 594

Wu Yue, Tongzi. Also maybe "Treading Snow" is a technique? "Treading Snow upgrade" maybe "Treading Snow upgrade"? Not a name.

Tongzi heard the words and was about to nod in agreement, then suddenly thought of something and scratched his head: "Treading snow is a bit tough, I'm capable of both land and air."

Wu Yue, Yuan Lang. Also "Yuan Lang and a few others" refers to Yuan Lang and others.

Tongzi's face twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The host is really a dog."

thin exchange person - but we treat exchange people as named entity; Beastman Warrior. Also long curly-haired beastman - descriptive.

healing shaman - not a name; exchange person again.

long curly-haired beastman - descriptive; exchange person.

just "but...".

"Huh?"

"What?"

"everybody", "exchange person", "shaman", "shaman staff". Not names.

small tribe shaman - not a name.

curly-haired beastman - descriptive.

"Ah!"

In the next moment, a familiar scream cut off their laughter.

the thin exchange person who flew backwards - exchange person.

long curly-haired beastman - descriptive; tribespeople.

The Beastfolk warriors nodded with complex expressions: "Oh, this shaman's body looks quite strong."

Beastfolk.

livelihood - not.

Wu Yue, Tongzi, exchange person, fish scale armor - not name.

Looking at her swollen fists, Wu Yue felt tears about to fall.

And the thin Jiaoren at this moment still maintained the perfect posture of "flat sand landing geese" with his buttocks raised, doubting the fish's life.

In the next moment, a ripple came from above; the Jiaoren who felt no danger looked up and saw a golden halo swiftly descending, and before he could react, it was placed around his neck.

icy cold, my heart soars - not.

The long-haired Beastfolk who was about to warn the Jiaoren saw the Jiaoren standing up unharmed, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

small tribe shaman.

"What are you standing there for? Attack! Capture that little tribe's shaman and make her undo this sorcery."

Medicine Shaman, Huo Teng Bu Luo, long curly-haired beastman.

But next, the thin Jiaoren, to everyone's astonishment, respectfully knelt before Wu Yue: "Thank you, master, for your grace."

Wu Yue, Huo Teng Bu Luo, Beastfolk.

The thin Jiaoren bowed and rose, his form turning into a blur; amid waves of screams, the four or so Teng tribe Beastfolk warriors still struggling were all dealt with, leaving only Yuan Lang and a few others standing on the vast clearing, panting.

"That damned alchemist shaman, just to deal with us few, actually sent so many people, nearly worked us to death."

Teng Qian.

Yuan Lang, curly-haired beastman.

At this moment, the thin Jiaoren had already walked back to Wu Yue's side; his fish-scale armor had reverted to a robe style, and the large hood-like fabric completely covered his head.

guy - not.

The long-haired Beastfolk finally came to his senses from the shock of his own kin actually obeying a little tribe's shaman's order, cursing in disbelief.

And the thin Jiaoren merely glanced indifferently at the long-haired Beastfolk baring its teeth outside the barrier, then turned to Wu Yue: "Master, this pale-faced Beastfolk is the only offspring of our tribe's great shaman, greatly favored by the great shaman; if we let him go, he will surely tell the great shaman about today's events, and the great shaman, obsessed with all kinds of sorcery, will certainly not spare you."

Having said that, his gaze toward the long-haired Beastfolk filled with intense killing intent: "Or let me just dispose of them all; letting him go would bring you trouble."

long curly-haired beastman.

long curly-haired beastman.

Damn it, you betraying me is bad enough, but now you actually want to kill me?

But thinking of the thin Jiaoren's abnormal combat power, the long-haired Beastfolk felt a bitterness in his mouth.

His fellow Beastfolk warriors, hearing this, each turned pale with shock, shielding the long-haired Beastfolk behind them, their gazes at the opposite thin Jiaoren full of solemnity.

Exchange person, you betrayed the lord and there's no escape; even if you kill us, the great shaman won't forgive you—you know what the great shaman is capable of.

The Beastfolk warriors tried to use the tribe's great shaman's authority to intimidate the thin Jiaoren, who had already developed killing intent toward them.

Wu Yue, Yuan Lang, pills - not name.

Then he turned his head to look at the long-haired Beastfolk outside the barrier: "I can let you go, if you all swear to the Beast God that you won't leak today's events, nor will you deliberately cause trouble for our tribe in the future, and I'll let you leave."

The long-haired Beastfolk's face darkened as he pressed his lips together.

White Sand Salt Sea, Cloud Mist Mountain Range, father - not a name.

This made the usually carefree long-haired Beastfolk feel stifled and uncomfortable, with nowhere to vent, leaving him feeling awful.

lord - not.

exchange person's neck - exchange person.

ring - not.

The clansman's words, though unfinished, left more room for imagination.

The long-haired Beastfolk's face turned pale; if that little tribe's shaman still had that kind of circle, he would surely target himself first.

small group leader - not.

Thinking of himself kneeling before a remote little tribe's shaman, shouting "master," the long-haired Beastfolk instantly felt awful all over.

No way! Absolutely not!

We on our side can swear, but you also have to swear that you will definitely let us leave, and afterward you cannot act against us.

Wu Yue's lips curled slightly: "No problem."

I, Shaman Moon, hereby swear: as long as the pretty-faced Beastfolk group all swear not to leak anything that happened today, I will never personally act against them; if I violate this oath, I will die immediately.