Chapter 635: Should We Still Go to the Trade Fair?

The snake's tail broke the water surface and whipped toward Wu Yue's direction, so fast it even produced a 'whoo' tearing-air sound.

Wu Yue stopped her steps, looking at the thick tail whipping toward her, her eyes icy.

In the next second, that tail, whipping with incredible ferocity, struck straight into an invisible barrier before her, emitting a huge, muffled boom.

The huge head of the sea snake python, which had been proudly waiting in the water for its prey to cry out in pain, suddenly rose up, its forked tongue flickering out and trembling continuously, as if letting out a silent, anguished hiss.

Seeing this, the surrounding pythons, whose thick bodies had been leisurely swimming, all tensed up.

They had been hiding in the riverbed this whole time, attacking the Snow Moon tribe's people who came near the shore; against those low-strength males, a single flick of the tail would kill a large number.

This was the first time they had seen one of their own companions in such agony.

"I clearly attacked that thin female, but for some reason, when I whipped my tail past, it struck something in front of her, like a huge wall, and I feel my tail is about to break."

The python, hissing in pain, retracted its agonizing tail, the thick tail even trembling involuntarily.

Seeing this, the surrounding few pythons all turned their gazes toward the leading tribesman.

Heehee.

Follow me up.

Having said that, the huge, thick python body writhed and swayed, instantly turning into a black line too fast for the naked eye to catch, shooting toward the water surface.

Not far from the shore, Wu Yue was about to step forward again when she saw a colossal silhouette surge up from the water where the snake tail that had attacked her had appeared.

A giant python covered in black, fine scales slithered along the riverbank, with several equally terrifying snake shadows trailing behind it, stopping not far from her on the shore.

One of the dark red pythons had its tail slightly stiff, dragging behind it, and upon closer look it trembled faintly; its gaze toward her was even more hateful and vicious than the others'.

Thinking about the beast's color, it was roughly the same one that had just attacked her.

"Tongzi, did those little devils dump nuclear waste into this world's ocean? These pythons look as if they've been irradiated."

Tongzi, who had just set up a little stool to watch the show, froze at the words, then her small face turned serious as she tapped a few times on the system panel before letting out a big breath: "Host, don't worry—I just checked, the water quality in this world is still high; these pythons are from the Sea Snake tribe, merely one of the beastman types in their tribe, characterized by huge size and formidable strength."

"Hmph, indeed it's the Sea Snake tribe."

She had already suspected as much, so now that she'd confirmed the other's identity, Wu Yue felt not the slightest surprise.

"Weak female shaman, those little ants of your tribe are the ones we killed; you provoked the mighty Sea Snake beastman warriors, and this is just a small lesson."

Seeing Wu Yue's brows furrow in displeasure on the opposite side, the speaking python's body twisted and transformed into a tall male wearing a black python-skin skirt.

He had the same narrow, elongated eyes as the Sea Snake beastman warrior who had come to the tribe with the medicine shaman—icy and sinister.

Even when gazing at Wu Yue, who is a shaman, his eyes bore the Sea Snake tribe's distinctive arrogance and conceit.

"You, a mere tribal shaman who isn't even a true shaman, what can you do to our mighty super tribe? Hahaha!"

After leaving a string of wild laughter, several beastman pythons leapt back into the forest river, their huge thick tails flicking through the water a few times before heading off toward the sea.

Damn it, Wu Yue's body trembled unusually; she felt she could barely control her primal power.

This damn Sea Snake tribe is really too arrogant.

"Wu Yue, are you still going to attend the trade fair?"

A worried voice came from behind; Wu Yue turned her head to look at Kulo beside her.

"How?"

The beastman furrowed his brow, scratching his somewhat messy hair: "The Sea Snake tribe's hostility toward you is so great that they came all this far just to vent their anger by killing ordinary members of your tribe."

Although beastman warriors cannot kill shamans, shamans can kill each other, and the Sea Snake tribe's shamans are no better than these beastmen.

After all, he often stays beside the healing shaman, and the most common thing he hears from her mouth are those Sea Snake shamans—of course, none of it is anything good.

Wu Yue nodded, and for once she felt a hint of hesitation about her decision.

After all, the Sea Snake tribe truly has no bottom line; their mighty beastman warriors kill ordinary pure humans at will, with not a shred of reverence for life.

Suddenly she snorted with laughter; perhaps they only have reverence for the strong.

After all, these arrogant folks only submit to great martial power.

But at the very least, I currently lack that strength; even if I had talismans, I couldn't possibly give every tribe member a protective talisman—I'm not that extravagant yet.

"Thank you, I'll consider it."

Kulo blinked slightly, then felt a bit relieved.

The newly arrived patrol squad had already tidied up the deceased tribe members from the previous squad, preparing to take them back to the tribe.

They came out laughing and joking, but returned lifeless; only fewer than twenty survived.

These Sea Snake beastman warriors had come intent on exterminating everyone.

"Lady Wu Yue."

A familiar, hoarse, choked voice sounded from behind.

Wu Yue turned her head: "You are... Daman?"

He was the little chief who guarded the herb garden when they went to the Wuke tribe to look for detoxifying herbs; later he followed them, making him one of their first followers after arriving here.

Daman's steps stalled as he stepped back a few paces, revealing two figures behind the wooden rack: one tall and thin, one short and thin.

Wu Yue: "..."

It felt as if something had struck her heart, a sour, aching sensation spreading through her chest.

She still remembered these two males—Slender Pole and Slender Stake—who had followed them from the very beginning.

She never expected that in this Sea Snake tribe attack, they would...

She drew a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in her throat: "Bring all the tribespeople home; I will hold a rites for them and send them all to the Beast God's side."

Her strength was insufficient; she couldn't even detain the few Sea Snake beastman warriors who had slaughtered her tribespeople.

"Tongzi, have you marked them?"

Her tone was indifferent, carrying a chill.

The system obediently replied: "Host, rest assured—I've marked those little bugs for you; when our strength is enough, we'll strike precisely."

Wu Yue walked forward, then turned her head to glance toward the sea, her eyes icy.

Beside, Kulo inadvertently caught a glimpse of the cold light in her eyes, involuntarily staggered, felt a chill in his heart, and for the first time sensed such intense killing intent on this shaman who always smiled.

The tribespeople of the Snow Moon Tribe in Linhe Forest were immersed in grief over losing their kin, but not for long, since living in the forest meant mere survival already exhausted the strength of many tribe members.

Wu Yue registered the deceased tribespeople this time, and the tribe will provide compensation and care for their families.

Sunlight streamed through the window, warming the female sitting on the kang, feeding her own young with food.

A few days ago, her mate went out on patrol and, due to an attack by a hostile tribe, passed away to the Beast God's realm.

Only she and her tender offspring remained; upon realizing she had lost her mate, she felt as if buried instantly under rubble, a suffocating, anguishing sensation.

Not only because of her mate's departure, she worried more about how she, without a partner, could sustain her young.

However, this worry was resolved the day after the ceremony ended.

Shaman Wu Yue led the tribespeople in bringing food and money to those who had lost their mates; families with young could also receive a monthly stipend for rearing their offspring until the child came of age.

She broke the softened corn cake in her hand into small pieces and fed them to the young in her arms; looking out the window, the female felt life was not so hard to endure.

Because of this attack, Kulo also delayed his return to the tribe by two days, waiting for Wu Yue to settle the follow‑up matters before heading back with them.

The healing shaman, who was chatting with a few other shamans inside the tent, heard footsteps outside; the next moment, the guard beastman's voice rang out: "Shaman Sir, Kulo and Wu Yue of the Snow Moon Tribe have arrived."

Wu Yue was not a shaman, yet the guard Beastman Warrior was a mighty golden‑rank Beastman Warrior, so in addressing her they did not add an honorific, simply using ordinary terms.

After all, if Wu Yue's ability were placed in their tribe, even these powerful Beastman Warriors would hardly notice her, for in the Kuma Tribe, a super‑tribe, low‑rank shamans and Beastman Warriors are simply too numerous.

The healing shaman called out: "Hurry and let them in!"

"Hahaha, Wu Yue, you rarely come to my place."

Thanks to his trade with the Snow Moon Tribe, the healing shaman's status in the Kuma Tribe has greatly risen; even across the Yun Wu Shan Mai, few would dare offend him.

After all, everyone covets the goods that come from the Snow Moon Tribe, yet very few can actually obtain anything from them, and the healing shaman is among the most reliable of those few.

Thus, people from all tribes wish to befriend this healing shaman, so they can exchange some Snow Moon Tribe goods through him.

"You should already know why I've come; I wonder if I could bring you along."

Earlier, when delaying his return to the tribe, Kulo had also sent a Beastman Warrior back with news, surely informing the healing shaman of his intention to come.

Seeing her straightforwardness, the healing shaman nodded: "Bringing you along is possible; although no super‑tribe has ever brought an external tribe under its protection before, there is no rule forbidding it."

Just...

He frowned at Wu Yue: "The relation between your tribe and the Sea Snake Tribe makes going there dangerous; after all, your Snow Moon Tribe is not under our protection, so the high shaman and chieftain certainly would not side with you against the Sea Snake Tribe."

After all, even a mighty super‑tribe is reluctant to make an enemy of another mighty super‑tribe, especially for the sake of a small tribe that has nothing to do with them.

Wu Yue naturally understood this, but she also had an important purpose for this trip: she hoped to find the Beastfolk of the Eel Tribe.

Since the last time the pale‑faced Beastman took his people away, there has been no word, and the outcome of the trade remains unknown.

If the trade with the Eel Tribe fails, their plan to go to the seaside will have to be reconsidered.

She lifted her gaze to the healing shaman, eyes calm: "I hope the shaman can let me attend the trade fair using the identity of a Kuma Tribe member."

The healing shaman blinked, then frowned: "You mean mixing into our tribe's group?"

He was somewhat displeased; Beastman Warriors are highly sensitive to the scent of those they have previously encountered, so even if she blended into our tribe's ranks, the Sea Snake Tribe Beastman Warriors who have seen Wu Yue could still easily tell her apart.

Then it would likely bring considerable trouble to our tribe, for the Sea Snake Tribe is notorious for being difficult to deal with; if those bastards were to strike hard during a shaman's duel...

The healing shaman was about to shake his head when he felt a barely perceptible fluctuation in the surrounding spiritual power; immediately, the visage and form of Wu Yue seated beneath him shifted instantly.

Although her spiritual power's level and attribute remained unchanged, her figure had become the tall, sturdy build presently favored by Beastman Warriors.

Beside, Kulo sensed that the aura was completely different from before, and he was utterly startled.

He exclaimed in disbelief: "Wu Yue's aura is totally unlike before; even I can't tell it apart."

"Shaman, the chieftain has arrived."

From outside the tent came the guard beastman's voice; the next moment, the animal‑hide flap at the entrance was lifted, and a beastman warrior exuding immense pressure strode in with large steps.

"Hahaha, you old fogey, you're so particular—insisting on posting a beastman warrior outside; surely there's no danger in your own tribe?"

His resonant voice echoed in her ears, the booming rumble making Wu Yue feel her ears go slightly numb.

"My chieftain, next time you come, just give me a heads‑up; I've brewed good tea waiting for you."

The healing shaman rolled his eyes helplessly.

The beastman plopped down onto the empty hide mat beside the healing shaman, his tiger eyes sweeping over and locking onto the unfamiliar, sturdy‑built female below, his pupils suddenly brightening.

"Old fogey, is this cute little female your newly recruited shaman?"

Seeing the chieftain's appearance, drool practically dripping from his mouth, the healing shaman felt everything was going wrong.

"Wipe your drool, you know—this isn't some ordinary little shaman; don't get any ideas."

Having said that, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes as he gazed at Wu Yue, who sat there smiling faintly: "I never expected you, Wu Yue, to still wield such miraculous shamanic arts—even the chieftain didn't recognize you."

As the Kuma Tribe chieftain stared wide‑eyed at the transformed Wu Yue, he extended a somewhat thick finger, incredulously looking at the petite female who possessed his favorite build: "Is that the scrawny little shaman from the Snow Moon Tribe?"

That little female is certainly not his type.

On his rugged face appeared a small expression of refusing to accept the fact, which amused Wu Yue; she quickly dispelled the transformation charm, rose, and gave a respectful salute: "Kuma Tribe chieftain."