Chapter 638

The cyan‑green shamanic power swept over, and the strong healing ability instantly repaired the ears that had just been shocked.

The shamanic power's flowing light was very conspicuous in the pitch‑black night, so dense that the Teng tribe Beastfolk standing below her felt a wave of physical and mental refreshment.

"Host, when it comes to the high‑level art of showing off, I've wandered the system realm for so many years, and I only admire you."

Good fellow, when treating himself he uses only shamanic talismans, really leaving no loophole for that damned old geezer below.

The Teng tribe's great shaman looked at the female seated on the strange beast's back in mid‑air, feeling the shamanic power rippling from her surroundings, his heart shaken.

Thinking about how the medicine shaman's troublesome thing had summoned such a young enemy with a powerful tribe behind him, the Teng great shaman's chest heaved uncontrollably; he glared hatefully at the medicine shaman lying on the ground being treated by the tribe's shamans, his mind in turmoil.

But it was only a moment; he then gathered his spirit, looked at Wu Yue in mid‑air, and his eyes held only coldness.

"Great shaman!"

Beside, the Teng tribe chieftain gazed at the unknown female great shaman in mid‑air, his heart filled with surging anger.

As the chieftain of the powerful Yun Wu Shan Mai super tribe, he was still facing for the first time someone coming to his door to cause trouble; even the Kuma tribe wouldn't dare act so arrogantly before them, let alone directly clash with a great shaman.

"Out of respect for the Teng great shaman's face, I'll let the medicine shaman's actions against the Snow Moon tribe slide, but if I catch him making a move against the Snow Moon tribe again..."

Her languid eyes swept over the tents previously blown apart by several bundles of double‑kick explosives: "Next time something gets blown up, it won't be your tents."

Although her voice was soft, the threat in it was intense.

"You little brat, your tone is big indeed; I'd like to see what you can do to our Teng tribe."

As a great shaman who has long held the top position, the Teng great shaman was still facing such an overt threat for the first time; furious, he laughed bitterly, shamanic power surged around him, and a ball of shamanic energy condensed in his aged palm and was flung toward Wu Yue.

The powerful shamanic energy sliced through the air, carrying a sharp whistling sound, and instantly reached Wu Yue's front.

That surging and exploding shamanic energy mass gave the feeling of being extremely close to the sun.

Not having time to think, Wu Yue suddenly produced a shamanic staff over a person tall; as she swung it, she triggered the shamanic talisman hidden in her sleeve, the cyan‑green shamanic energy mass, using the staff as a medium, also surged with terrifying shamanic power to meet the Teng great shaman's attack.

"Boom!"

The two energy masses met in mid‑air, colliding and consuming each other for a while, yet neither could overcome the other; finally they could only emit an unwilling roar before exploding.

The Teng tribe chieftain and the Teng tribe Beastfolk below were stunned; this female shaman who looked very young actually matched the strength of their tribe's great shaman.

This realization made the Teng tribe Beastfolk, who always thought themselves superior, somewhat unable to accept it.

"Teng great shaman, your strength is indeed strong, but when it comes to real combat, it's not just about shamanic power."

She said, raising her fair palm, with a slip of paper pinched between her index and middle fingers that everyone of slightly higher status present found very familiar.

"Shamanic talisman!"

The Teng great shaman's face instantly grew solemn.

No one knows the power of shamanic talismans better than he; after all, those few youngsters from his tribe who went out were saved precisely because of a shamanic talisman given by Wu Yue.

"The shamanic talismans you've always wanted aren't something that little Wu Yue can produce; our Huaxia tribe doesn't have much, but we have plenty of these shamanic talismans to toss around for fun—if you don't believe me..."

Her languid gaze fell on the medicine shaman who had risen to his feet after treatment by the shamans: "You wrinkled‑skinned old geezer, you can come try again at the Snow Moon tribe."

The Teng great shaman's face twitched; the medicine shaman is somewhat younger than him—if that guy is a wrinkled‑skinned old geezer, then what is he?

The words coming from this little female's mouth are truly unpleasant.

The matter is settled; the medicine shaman also paid the price of an arm, painfully feeling the remaining talismans in his sleeve, his small face beneath the veil twitching.

Damn, today's showing off really blew up.

"Host, don't feel bad; go out and collect more plants and animals we've never encountered before, and then those points will come swooshing in."

Wu Yue ignored the system's consolation, merely casting a faint glance downward at the Teng great shaman and Teng chieftain standing amid the ruins.

"Sorry for disturbing you so late at night; great shaman, get some rest early."

After giving a light smile, she patted the spine of the cloud‑stepping beast with her fair little hand; the mighty, domineering beast clad in scale armor let out a long roar and turned, flying toward the Lin River forest.

"Great shaman..."

The Teng tribe chieftain gave an icy stare at the receding person‑and‑beast: "Great shaman, are we just going to let this female stand on our heads and piss and shit?"

The Teng great shaman, already feeling stifled, upon hearing that turned and gave a cold snort: "What else? I can block her shamanic talisman attacks; what about you? Your people?"

If it were just him alone, he would have charged up and beaten that guy already; he wouldn't be standing here letting a young female great shaman jump around arrogantly on his head.

His icy gaze shifted to the medicine shaman sitting limp on the ground: "You had better stay put in the tribe; if I ever find you doing anything against the Snow Moon tribe again, you won't even keep that leg."

Having said that, he turned and walked toward the beast‑guarded animal‑skin blanket that had already been laid out.

On the other side, Wu Yue had just returned to the Lin River forest, and a row of males holding torches stood on the riverbank.

The leaders were Teng Qian and Teng Kun.

Seeing Wu Yue return, they finally let out a long sigh of relief: "Yue, are you alright?"

Wu Yue had already changed back into her everyday tribal attire while still on the river surface.

"Let's return to the tribe first."

The patrol squad's tribespeople naturally dared not ask anything; they simply obediently followed the Beastman Warriors waiting here, while worrying about why their own Lady Wu Yue had gone to the opposite bank.

At this moment, seeing her return safely, they all let out a sigh of relief in unison.

In the conference room, Wu Yue told Teng Qian and Teng Kun about what had happened that night, and once again urged them to be careful of the Teng tribe.

The next day, as Wu Yue stepped out of the courtyard gate preparing to head to the Lin River bank, she saw Kulo leading two tall, graceful Beastman Warriors standing outside her yard, with Teng Kun accompanying them.

"Wu Yue, the shaman sent us to fetch you."

I don't know why, but today Kulo's voice sounded somewhat nervous when he spoke, and his gaze toward her held a hint of apprehension and awe.

Wu Yue wondered; although she had advanced to become a shaman, she had always used shamanic talismans to mask her aura and shamanic power fluctuations, so Kulo and the others shouldn't have noticed.

At a glance, even the flying Beastman who usually treated her coldly now showed a clear sign of apprehension on his face.

After crossing the river, the group walked through the forest, and Wu Yue finally had the chance to voice her doubts.

"Kulo, what's going on? Why are you all acting weird today?"

"Nothing, nothing; maybe I ate too much meat yesterday and feel a bit off."

Kulo gave a dry laugh and casually made up an excuse that wasn't very sincere.

Although eating too much meat leaves one full, saying such things invites hatred.

Seeing Wu Yue's clueless look and recalling what the shaman had said when he sent him to fetch her today, he felt utterly disillusioned.

The mysterious female great shaman who blasted the Huteng tribe's great shaman and chieftain's tent with powerful shamanic arts, and even held a slight edge in direct combat against the Huteng great shaman, turned out to be the Huaxia tribe's great shaman who had been protecting the Snow Moon tribe all along.

Moreover, it's said that the mysterious great shaman holds so many talismans that she can toss them around at will.

Thinking of the price they paid to obtain talismans from Wu Yue, Kulo felt a pang of regret.

Yet the mighty power of that mysterious great shaman and the abundance of her talismans left a deep impression on all the tribes of the Yun Wu Shan Mai.

As for the Snow Moon tribe, which everyone had previously looked down on, they now felt a bit more wary and cautious.

"Wu Yue, rest here for now. When we set out tomorrow, I'll come to inform you. The Beastman Warrior assigned to protect you is already guarding outside the tent; call him if you need anything."

After bringing Wu Yue to a spacious, nice tent not far from the healing shaman's dwelling and giving her careful instructions, Kulo bade farewell and left.

The animal-skin curtain at the tent entrance was drawn up; a gentle forest breeze brought a hint of coolness. Wu Yue sat contentedly inside, sipping her own tea as she watched the Kuma tribe bustling back and forth outside.

Since coming to this world, she had been constantly struggling to survive; it had been a long time since she last felt this leisurely.

Compared to the Snow Moon tribe, most of the Kuma tribe wear skirts made of large pieces of hide, and they appear more spirited.

Even the little ones playing on the open ground are all chubby and adorable.

"Hahaha, Wu Yue, just tell me if you need anything—don't be shy."

During these days of trading with the Snow Moon tribe, the highly adept healing shaman also learned many new words from Wu Yue and her companions, putting them all into practice.

"I've brought all the needed items; if anything else is required later, I'll just directly ask the shaman for it."

Wu Yue said this while rising to go outside to meet him.

The two sat down in the tent, and Wu Yue, turning sideways toward the healing shaman with a mysterious air, said: "Shaman, Kulo's eyes and attitude were strange when he came to fetch me today—did I do something wrong and earn your punishment?"

That eager-to-hear-gossip expression instantly sparked the healing shaman's desire to share.

"You little brat really don't know, huh."

Wu Yue's eyes grew bewildered: "Could it be some major event?"

The healing shaman gave a sly, heheh grin, glanced at her with a sigh, then recounted in detail the matter currently spreading throughout the Yun Wu Shan Mai.

Finally he let out a gleeful sigh: "The young great shaman of the Huaxia tribe protecting you is formidable—able to fight the Huteng great shaman without even using shamanic arts or talismans; now no tribe will dare covet your belongings."

Having said that, he actually felt a little smug.

Indeed, thanks to his quick wit in establishing good relations with the Snow Moon tribe beforehand, he could exchange for their precious goods, and now his standing in the tribe is soaring—all because of those precious items.

Even those items have, to some extent, elevated the Kuma tribe's status within the Yun Wu Shan Mai.

Before, they were on par with the Huteng tribe, but now more tribes come seeking their protection, and even two other super tribes have approached to establish good relations.

After the Huteng tribe was attacked—even the great shaman's and chieftain's tents were overturned—the entire Yun Wu Shan Mai trembled.

As it turns out, having a great shaman isn't invincible; being overly arrogant and vicious will truly invite a stronger foe to come knocking.

Wu Yue also put on a look of surprise: "The great shaman actually did all this for us? She never told us before leaving, merely leaving many items, saying that if anyone or any tribe came looking for trouble, we should bombard them with talismans."

She added, with a thoughtful expression: "The great shaman said those talismans are enough to kill a powerful great shaman."

"Pfft!"

The healing shaman, seated at the head and slowly sipping tea, spat out a mouthful of hot tea.

"Holy smokes, a great shaman can be killed? If it's that medicine shaman, it'd be as easy as offing a chick."

Thinking of that old medicine shaman being done away with, the healing shaman instantly felt no leg pain, no backache, and could stride all the way to the trade fair without issue.

After the healing shaman told Wu Yue a few things to watch out for at the trade fair, he hurried away.

Wu Yue smiled faintly as she stood at the door to see him off, then gestured for the Beastman Warrior at the entrance to lower the animal-skin curtain and enter the tent.

Once they become strong, their own strength will be a deterrent...

After the Kuma tribe busily prepared for a day, Wu Yue was notified that they would set out the next day.

She still rode on the back of the Cloud-Stepping Beast; of course, the beast was now just an ordinary wild animal, but the faintly emanating ferocious aura still made the surrounding Kuma tribe members wary.

The trade fair is valued and esteemed by all the tribes of the Beast World Continent not merely because it is a gathering for tribes to exchange goods.

Held at Beast God Mountain, the trade fair is also an important gathering that involves the allocation of territories across the Beast World Continent and the birth of new great shamans.

Battles between top-tier Beastman Warriors and between shamans are fights to the death.

What is allotted are tribal territories and the writings, shamanic arts, etc., that enable a shaman to become a great shaman; it is a top-tier gathering that all tribes of the Beast World Continent aspire to attend, so the requirements for tribes wishing to participate are very strict.

"Hoohoo!"

"Ao!"

The roars of wild beasts and the cries of the beastfolk rose and fell along the way; such battles had occurred countless times, and Wu Yue had grown immune to these sounds.