Chapter 627

Having received the guarantee of the two clan chiefs, Wu Yue was very satisfied and expressed willingness to accept them joining the Snow Moon tribe.

A few days later, the healing shaman, who was earnestly studying the Beast God's script in his room, had his train of thought interrupted by footsteps outside; his somewhat graying brows furrowed slightly: 'Who's out there?'

'Shaman Sir, it's Kulo Sir who has come.'

The voice of the beastman guard sounded at the door; the healing shaman carefully put away the beast hide inscribed with the Beast God's script, then said: 'Let him in.'

Kulo strode in with large steps, the animal hide wrapped around his body still stained with many smudges, his hair flung back, unlike his usual neatness.

The healing shaman looked at him somewhat surprised: 'What happened to you? Did those shameless ones from the Yu Teng tribe come again to steal things?'

'Shaman Sir, it's the Snow Moon tribe...'

He took a deep breath and continued: 'The Snow Moon tribe has conquered all the tribes of the Linhe Forest; now the Linhe Forest has only the Snow Moon tribe left.'

'Clang!'

The sound of a wooden log hitting the ground came; the healing shaman was extremely startled, jumped up, and even knocked over the stool brought back from the Snow Moon tribe behind him without reacting.

He stared fixedly at Kulo, his throat dry, and said: 'Are you telling the truth?'

Under his urgent gaze, the beastman still nodded difficultly but firmly: 'Yes, I brought back this time what Sir Wu Yue of the Snow Moon tribe gave you... uh...'

He scratched his head, took out a finely crafted wooden plaque from his chest: 'Wooden board?'

That questioning tone made the healing shaman exasperated; he rolled his eyes at this blockhead with insufficient brains: 'You actually brought back something and didn't even remember what it's called?'

Kulo's rough handsome face flushed red, and he obediently lowered his head.

At this moment, it's best to say nothing; just obediently lower your head and take the scolding, because anything you say would be wrong.

Having secured the allegiance of two major tribes, Wu Yue thought of the Wuke tribe, which had teamed up with Niluo and often caused trouble for him and the Snow Moon tribe; he immediately led a group of newly appointed underlings and set out.

In the first battle, the males of both tribes wanted to show off in front of the mighty Sir Wu Yue and several beastman sirs, charging forward with great enthusiasm.

Wu Yue felt that he had only raised a finger, when a crowd below already howled as they charged into the Wuke tribe; the males were all beaten and tied up, while the females and young were put under watch.

Sir Wu Yue said, these are all the tribe's future labor force, meant to work for them.

With more people working, there will be more food harvest...

Thinking of this, he beat people with even greater vigor.

The chief of the Sen tribe, who was still observing the situation from his tribe's mountain cave, upon hearing of the Wuke tribe's miserable state, immediately trembled in his legs, his animal hide almost getting wet with urine.

Without waiting until the next day, he immediately ordered his people to pack up, and himself led a few somewhat capable males of the tribe toward the Snow Moon tribe.

Looking down at the Sen tribe chief, who was all respectful and even somewhat fawning, Wu Yue blinked.

Oh, these days everyone's life is hard, huh? Why does everyone want to come here to mooch off me?

But seeing the other's sincere and humble little eyes, her steel-forged heart was still moved a bit, and she softly agreed.

Great, another large batch of labor force has been added.

Thus, Kulo, who had come to the Snow Moon tribe for trade a few days later, saw the city wall again beginning to expand and was dumbfounded.

What's going on, are the males of the Snow Moon tribe really that awesome?

Is the breeding speed getting too fast? Even such a large tribe is about to run out of space?

But after entering the tribe, he saw many familiar yet unfamiliar faces.

All the tribes he had previously seen in the Lin He Ling Di were now within the Snow Moon tribe's territory; recalling the tents he had seen outside the walls earlier, Kulo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked nearby Snow Moon tribe members about recent events.

After learning of the major event that had occurred in the Linhe Forest, Kulo, upon finishing the trade, didn't even have time to eat the Snow Moon tribe's food he usually craved, and immediately led his people back to report to the shaman sir.

He furtively glanced up at his own shaman, whose face was shocked, and his heart finally calmed a little.

Look, it's no wonder he's surprised; even the shaman is quite shocked.

After a while, the healing shaman finally came to his senses, twitched his somewhat stiff cheeks, and then lowered his head to look at the finely polished wooden plaque in his hand.

'What is this used for?'

Kulo hurriedly said: 'This wooden plaque is the permit for entering and leaving the Snow Moon tribe; Sir Wu Yue said that in five days he will hold a blessing ceremony by the Linhe River, informing the Beast God that all the tribes of the Linhe Forest will join the Snow Moon tribe, and there will be delicious food and... uh...'

He scratched his head: 'It seems to be called a performance, they said they'd invite those on good terms to come celebrate.'

The healing shaman played with the wooden plaque in his hand, finding it quite novel, yet he was very curious what there was to celebrate.

If they attack a tribe, those who don't obey are killed outright before everyone; the females are taken back to the tribe to bear children, while the obedient males are taken back by the tribe's powerful shamans or beastman warriors to become their personal possessions.

Of course, some ruthless tribes also invite other tribes to watch the killings, but he believes Sir Wu Yue should not be such a person.

The news from the Linhe Forest was not deliberately concealed; even the beastmen of the super tribes of the Yun Wu Shan Mai who gather herbs and precious items, upon reaching the edge of the Linhe Forest, are blocked by squads of males.

These bold males proclaim that the Linhe Forest henceforth belongs to the Snow Moon tribe's territory; to obtain precious herbs and items, one must exchange goods, and private gathering is not allowed.

If one forcibly gathers, they must face the punishment of the Snow Moon tribe.

These scrawny males who come to block lack intimidation, but any Yun Wu Shan Mai tribe that has participated in tribal competition knows of the Snow Moon tribe, an existence capable of defeating the golden-tier beastman warriors of the super tribes.

The family head angrily glared at the line of scrawny males on the shore, then was taken away by his own flying beastman toward the direction he had come from.

'Hurry back and tell the chief and the shaman, from now on there's no way to come to the Linhe Forest.'

I really don't know how the Snow Moon tribe managed it, actually defeating all the tribes of the Linhe Forest; they're incredibly strong.

The flying beastman snorted sourly: 'Indeed, our tribe doesn't even have such a large territory.'

The news that the Snow Moon tribe had unified the entire Linhe Forest spread instantly throughout the Yun Wu Shan Mai.