Chapter 669

The little beast's eyes instantly gleamed, it cried 'Jiji!' and leapt into Wu Yue's arms.

The healing shaman who had taken the blood-red stone slab had already slipped into the Kuma tribe's protective circle; his pair of withered old hands kept rubbing the stone slab in his grasp: 'We finally got it, our Kuma tribe finally has a treasure.'

Wasn't it because the Sea Snake grand shaman could act arrogantly among many powerful tribes due to his great strength and the many high-ranking Beastman Warriors of the Sea Snake tribe?

"Kuma shaman, that stone slab belongs to our Sea Snake tribe; snatching our tribe's treasure, do you want to become enemies with our Sea Snake tribe?"

The Sea Snake beastman captain's eyes turned red; the blood-red stone slab they had struggled to obtain, a treasure that could give birth to a new grand shaman in the tribe, had actually been taken by a mediocre-power tribe.

And they, in fact, were trapped inside by a shamanic talisman, unable to do anything, only able to watch helplessly as that skinny little old man led the tribe members in a swift turn and descent down the mountain.

"Damn it!"

The Sea Eel tribe members lurking behind the Kuma tribe saw the Sea Snake beastmen ahead, hopping mad with anger, and felt refreshed and invigorated, their spirits lifted.

They trotted behind the Kuma tribe, running down the mountain.

"Jiji!"

The crimson little beast sitting in Wu Yue's arms gazed at the healing shaman on another beastman's back and let out two disdainful calls.

Wu Yue amusedly rubbed its little head; the little creature obediently piled onto her slender white hand and lay flat against her front.

"Shaman Yue, do you really want to take this little beast back to the camp? This little thing's combat power is too high; it might be dangerous—why not send it first to the grand shaman?"

"The grand shaman's shamanic power is strong; this little thing probably can't harm him."

The healing shaman's wrinkled old face broke into a bright smile: "I'm also thinking of your safety, hehe."

Wu Yue smiled faintly while stroking the little beast's smooth fur, her gaze toward the healing shaman lacking warmth: "The Kuma tribe has already gained many, many things from this ascent of Beast God Mountain."

"If I hadn't come this time, I believe you'd be no different from before."

"I made a deal with your tribe, and I believe I've wholeheartedly helped you obtain the stone slab and treasure you wanted; this little beast... hehe."

She turned her head to the healing shaman: "Please tell the grand shaman, I like these fluffy little creatures and will keep them by my side to play with."

Having his little scheme seen through, the healing shaman's old face flushed a bit, and he immediately gave a dry laugh, setting aside his thoughts.

"Haha, since Shaman Yue you like it, just keep it."

"These brats, after getting the treasure they've relaxed, not even bothering to hurry, actually causing a ruckus up ahead—I'll go check."

Having said that, he patted the beastman's back beneath him and darted off to the front.

Watching the healing shaman's slightly hunched figure, the smile in Wu Yue's eyes faded a bit.

"Tsk tsk, Tongzi, isn't this just 'human greed is never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant'?"

"Host, those who want everything end up with nothing, but from now on I think you should be more careful."

Wu Yue nodded.

The healing shaman felt quite torn inside; earlier, because of the crimson little beast's terrifying combat power, he hadn't thought it through.

Only now did he realize: the crimson little beast, with off-the-charts combat power, living on the peak of Beast God Mountain, might even feed on the Beast God script stone slab.

Thus, the little beast's identity is certainly not ordinary, even though they had never seen this creature before on their previous ascents of Beast God Mountain.

Such a mysterious, powerful creature naturally should be handed over to the grand shaman.

But...

If all this is merely my speculation, then my actions will surely offend Shaman Yue, possibly even causing our previous deal to collapse.

The healing shaman's withered claws dug hard into his own hair—he's just too clever, which is why he has so many worries, good grief, sigh...