Chapter 636: Host, open your mouth and take the medicine!

Tsk, you really are this little female.

That look of disdain formed a stark contrast with his earlier glowing-eyed look, letting the disliked Wu Yue not get angry at all, only feeling amused.

The beastman's big hand like a palm fan waved casually twice: "Sit down, you little brat—did you come to our tribe to talk trade with this old guy?"

He casually pointed at the healing shaman beside him and said.

Wu Yue sat back in his previous seat, shook his head slightly, glanced at the healing shaman, and only after receiving his indication did he say: "I want to go check out the trade fair, so I request that Shaman Sir let me follow as a member of your tribe."

The Kuma chieftain, holding his tea cup, paused slightly with his big hand: "That transformation of your shamanic art just now was pretty amazing."

Having said that, he gulped down the tea in the cup.

The healing shaman beside him, seeing this, disdainfully pursed his lips.

Wu Yue smiled faintly and nodded: "It really is amazing."

Not only these talismans, but the system itself is a very amazing existence.

The Kuma chieftain raised his eyebrows: "Does this little female really not understand what I mean?"

Wu Yue naturally understood, but exchanging talismans from the system is not a trivial matter that can be easily traded away.

I am willing to exchange a weapon.

Having said that, she took out from her animal-skin small pouch a 'wooden strip' slightly longer than a beastman's palm.

When the Kuma chieftain and the healing shaman heard about a weapon, their spines involuntarily straightened a bit.

But upon seeing the 'wooden strip' in her hand, they both showed disappointment.

The healing shaman's lips moved a few times, then he said slowly: "Wu Yue, this piece of wood can probably only be used to swat small bugs."

Wu Yue startled, then lowered his head to look at the weapon in his hand, and immediately chuckled; he gripped the weapon that the two called a 'wooden strip' with one hand, while the other hand peeled off the wooden sheath wrapped around it, carved with intricate patterns.

Take another look at this weapon, you two.

The exposed dagger flashed with a cold light; Wu Yue turned his head to Kulo standing nearby: "To let the chieftain and shaman understand how precious this weapon is, you can have your tribe's beastman warrior give it a try."

As a beastman warrior, although their best weapon is their own claws, the pursuit of powerful weapons is still deeply ingrained in their bones.

Kulo's right knuckles suddenly exerted force, and five sharp claws appeared at his fingertips, sharp and dangerous.

Wu Yue, my claws can easily tear apart large beasts.

Wu Yue handed the dagger to him: "You can try using this weapon to slash your claws."

Her expression was natural, her fair little face full of confidence.

Kulo looked up at the two superiors; seeing his own father nod slightly, he then reached out to take the weapon from Wu Yue's hand, which was only slightly larger than his own palm.

This small—what power could it have?

Not really believing in the weapon's power, Kulo casually swung the dagger at the claw on his own index finger.

Bada!

The faint dropping sound was exceptionally clear in the silent tent.

Seeing that familiar-looking claw fragment on the ground, and then looking at the weapon he had casually gripped, Kulo's breath instantly grew heavier, his eyes filled with fervor.

This weapon is truly too sharp; I barely used any force just now.

The Kuma chieftain and healing shaman seated above had already risen and walked down; the tall Kuma chieftain, with his long legs, took a few steps to reach his own son, waved his hand to take the weapon that had just easily cut Kulo's claw, his movements careful, his expression full of solemnity.

This... this little thing is actually this sharp, even able to cut a beastman warrior's claw.

The small dagger flipped in the beastman's wide palm, full of thick calluses: "Is such a sharp weapon made by your Snow Moon Tribe?"

The Kuma chieftain's voice was soft, but Wu Yue's back suddenly felt a chill; his pupils contracted slightly, naturally guessing what this chieftain sir was thinking.

He then gave a bitter smile: "How could our little tribe possibly produce such a powerful weapon?"

Bearing the chill, he turned his head to the equally solemn healing shaman: "Where do these miraculous things of mine come from? The shaman naturally knows best; the chieftain can later ask him privately, after all every powerful tribe has its own temperament, especially a super tribe."

The healing shaman's face twitched; he had also just sensed the killing intent on the family chief's body.

I'll talk about this later with the chieftain, but if we have to risk offending the Sea Snake Tribe to bring you, Wu Yue, over, isn't this one weapon too little?

Wu Yue walked over with a light smile, and under the scorching gazes of the Kuma chieftain and his entourage, he reached out, took the dagger from those thick hands, and slowly slipped it back into the wooden sheath.

This dagger was given to me by that existence; aside from some things that cannot be traded, this is what that existence allows me to handle myself, so I took it out—there's nothing more.

Her expression was natural, making those inside the tent unable to tell truth from falsehood for a moment.

Moreover...

Wu Yue looked at the healing shaman and the Kuma chieftain: "The chieftain and shaman just saw it—I can change into another person's appearance, even my aura is completely different, so there's no need to worry about the Sea Snake Tribe discovering it; all that's needed is for your tribe to recognize this altered identity of mine, and it won't cause you any trouble."

The Kuma chieftain and healing shaman glanced at each other, both seeing eagerness in the other's eyes.

All right, Wu Yue can follow us to the trade fair after changing, but if your transformation goes awry or for other reasons the Sea Snake Tribe discovers you, we can't go to war with them just for you.

The Kuma chieftain spoke.

Wu Yue smiled and handed over the dagger: "That's natural; your tribe only needs to provide me with an identity, and I'll handle the rest myself."

The Kuma chieftain waved his big hand, gripping the dagger, feeling the smooth sheath, and burst out laughing: "You little female are really interesting; my female offspring is a bit bigger than you, but she doesn't have half your ability and courage."

If you weren't so skinny, I would definitely make you my mate.

The booming laughter echoed in the tent; regarding the strong beastman warrior's earlier words, Wu Yue accepted the compliment, but the following...

Shameless, Kulo is even older than me, yet he has the nerve to say he wants me as a mate—I don't have that kind of taste.

After asking about the departure time, Wu Yue hurriedly rose to say goodbye, and under Kulo's escort left the Yun Wu Shan Mai.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun, the two brothers, had been waiting on the opposite riverbank; seeing her return safely, they finally let out a big sigh of relief.

"Yue, if the boss finds out we let you go alone to the Kuma Tribe, he'll surely kill us."

Teng Qian scrunched his face, thinking of the vicious boss, feeling that everything was not good.

Wu Yue snorted to himself, not having told you yet that I want to go with the Kuma Tribe to the trade fair—by then that guy would surely go crazy.

"Let's go back to the tribe; I have something to tell you."

Looking at Wu Yue's serious little expression, the two beastmen felt a thump in their hearts, an uneasy premonition arising.

Their steps even paused a bit—can they not listen?

In the spacious conference room, Wu Yue took a sip of tea from her cup, then looked toward Teng Qian and Teng Kun opposite her.

"You should have heard about the trade fair, right?"

Teng Qian let out a breath: "Wu Yue, do you want to participate in this trade fair?"

Wu Yue nodded: "Seeing is one aspect; this time I mainly go to see if I can meet the Eel Tribe people, after all, the trade between our two tribes hasn't been completed yet."

Teng Kun frowned at her: "But yesterday I heard from Kulo that our tribe cannot participate in such a trade fair."

Wu Yue chuckled lightly: "I'm going today to discuss this with the healing shaman; when the Kuma Tribe sets out, I will use witchcraft talismans to change my appearance and aura, and follow them."

The two beastmen's originally calm faces instantly turned pitch black when they heard she would be going with them.

Teng Qian suddenly stood up: "Wu Yue, you said you want to go alone?"

Wu Yue blinked, nodding calmly: "Yeah, after all, such transformation talismans are quite expensive."

Teng Qian fiercely grabbed at his already somewhat messy hair, growling: "This isn't even a matter of whether it's expensive or not."

Seeing his state, Wu Yue finally couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry about Yuan Lang; I'll tell him about this when I go back later."

She didn't explain how she contacts Yuan Lang far away in the Polar Forest, merely composing her expression and saying sternly: "You don't need to worry about my safety; after all, once transformed, the Sea Snake Tribe won't recognize me at all."

She flipped her palm and took out a stack of talismans: "Keep these talismans safe; after I leave, you must not only watch out for the Sea Snake Tribe, but also guard against the medicine shaman of the Hu Teng Tribe—that old guy harbors intense hatred toward us."

But don't wait for me to return—by then, the Snow Yue Tribe will have vanished here at Lin River.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun's faces turned solemn: "We won't let such a thing happen."

At night, Wu Yue contacted Yuan Lang through Tongzi; hearing Wu Yue's voice, Yuan Lang felt delighted.

After learning that Wu Yue would go alone to that trade fair, although worried, he also knew her decision could not really be changed.

I will return as soon as possible, then come find you; at that time you should also tell me your location just like this time.

Okay.

After their conversation, Wu Yue sat cross-legged on the kang, taking from the system space the gem containing witchcraft power brought last time by the pale-faced beastman from the Eel Tribe.

How about it, dog host—aren't you feeling struck down, being the weakest wherever you go?

Wu Yue wasn't angry; instead, she asked Tongzi concernedly: "What were you just doing?"

Tongzi, who was preparing to retort the dog host's return, startled, and facing this sudden concern felt a bit shy: "I... I wasn't doing anything."

He had been swimming in the system space.

Wu Yue smiled narrowly: "Don't hide it from me—you must have just gone to eat feces, your mouth reeks."

Tongzi: '!!!'

Dog host, if you keep this up you'll lose me!

Wu Yue hummed twice, then seriously changed the subject: "If I absorb these witchcraft gems, what level can my witchcraft rise to?"

Barely reaching the shaman level.

Tongzi still held a grudge against his host for saying he just ate feces.

Wu Yue looked at the gems in her hand with heartache: "All this just barely reaches shaman level?"

Tongzi heard this, his bun-like face twitching: "Dog host, do you know how precious these witchcraft gems are to the coastal tribes? If not for the sake of those witchcraft talismans, the Eel Tribe wouldn't have offered them for exchange—be satisfied."

The dog system, after being told it ate feces, gave a lecture; Wu Yue instantly felt she was being overly greedy.

She quickly composed herself, grasped a witchcraft gem, and began to cultivate earnestly.

The energy inside the gem isn't hard to absorb; if she seizes the time, she can finish absorbing it before the trade fair, and there's still plenty of time.

The preparations for the trade fair didn't delay the trade between the Kuma Tribe and the Snow Yue Tribe; Kulo still arrived on time at the Snow Yue Tribe, but since the last time they went together to his own tribe, he hasn't seen Wu Yue again.

He looked at Teng Kun sitting opposite him, as the Beastman Warrior about to accompany them to the trade fair; this was his last personal trade before leaving, and he couldn't help asking: "In a few days it will be the day of departure—I don't know when Wu Yue will come to our tribe; I haven't seen her in these several trades."

Teng Kun had long received Wu Yue's instructions, naturally saying: "Wu Yue has been cultivating this whole time; she said she'd come the day before departure."

Kulo nodded: "Good, the shaman has arranged a Beastman Warrior to protect Wu Yue; when the time comes, Wu Yue can go directly to the shaman's tent."

Teng Kun's face showed a simple, honest smile: "I will definitely pass the message to Wu Yue."

Looking at the beastman's face, his easygoing smile that lowered defenses and generated goodwill, Kulo felt a thump in his heart.

The first time he saw this honest-looking Beastman Warrior, he actually felt favorable toward him; only after gradual contact in later trades did he see the person's true nature.

Pah! This person is far more deceitful than the Fox Tribe's Beastman Warrior.

Night fell; in the Snow Yue Tribe, aside from the patrol squads, the tribespeople had already entered dreamland.

Wu Yue's fair forehead was covered in beads of sweat, her pale pink lips tightly pressed, feeling the witchcraft energy constantly surging within her body.

Dog system, you didn't say breaking through would be this dangerous.

Good grief, she felt all her witchcraft power gathering together, constantly striking the dantian the ancients spoke of; several times it felt like it might burst out of her body.

Tongzi, sitting obediently in the system space, felt a thump: 'Dog host, could this be over-supplementing without digestion?'

He quickly opened the system mall and swiftly exchanged a brown pill: 'Host, open your mouth and take the medicine!'