Chapter 697: Finding Allies

Wu Yue never expected that news of the pearl trade would come out in the evening.

At that moment, Wu Yue was eating when Tongzi's voice suddenly rang in her mind, extremely excited.

"Host, host, we've got a big order!"

She stuffed the last bit of cornbread into her mouth, hastily finished the meat soup in the bowl, and Wu Yue turned and returned to her room on the big ship.

"What's the situation? Explain it."

Tongzi, short and small, happily bounced in the system space: "Host, the pearls we previously uploaded to the system free trade area have been taken a liking to by a xianxia system."

He and his host's world uses pearls as currency and cultivation energy.

The higher the quality of the pearl, the greater the energy it contains.

However, the production and sale of pearls in that world are controlled by several major cultivation clans, so his host lives a rather strained life.

Not having enough pearls for cultivation, his strength isn't very strong; you know how the system mall works— the more useful something is, the higher its price— so when he saw our exchange posting, he contacted me immediately.

Xianxia...

Wu Yue stroked her chin, yearning: "That's what real transmigration is— flying through the skies, escaping the earth, cultivating at ease."

Not like me, heh, transmigrating to the primitive beast world just to eat grass...

Envy aside, thinking of the other's strained life, Wu Yue still let out a sympathetic sigh.

"Then you handle the trade; sympathy aside, don't take our blood‑sweat pearls as a favor— every bit of the owed price must be paid."

Tongzi patted his chubby little chest: "Host, who do you look down on? I, Tongzi, am not someone whose sympathy overflows."

Having said that, he vanished into the system panel with his little chubby feet.

After a few exchanges with Tongzi, Wu Yue's system account received a large sum of points.

"Haha, with so many points, we can not only repair the big ship's damage but also upgrade many functions."

Wu Yue was practically bursting with excitement, ready to jump up.

The next day, when the Snow Moon Tribe's beastfolk warriors saw the completely renewed big ship, they couldn't believe it and rubbed their eyes, still smeared with unknown discharge.

"As expected of a Great Shaman, such a huge pit— just say it's gone and it's gone."

"Haha, we've long known Shaman Yue's abilities— look at your over‑the‑top reaction."

"Heh, you talk as if you know Shaman Yue well, as if I were the one who belongs to the Snow Tiger Tribe."

The beastfolk chuckled, scooted close, and put an arm around the speaker's shoulder: "We're all tribe members now— why distinguish Snow Tiger Tribe from Mad Lion Tribe? Though our fur colors differ, our hearts for the tribe are the same."

The Snow Tiger Beastman, unable to bear it, rubbed his arms: "Tsk, can't you speak properly? Suddenly sounding like Shaman Yue, so greasy— last night's dinner almost made me vomit."

After touring the repaired big ship, the beastfolk went ashore shoulder‑to‑shoulder to continue their construction work.

At noon, with no trees to shade the open sea, the sun was brutally harsh; Wu Yue sat in the deck's shade, drenched in sweat, watching afar as the beastfolk warriors labored on the cliff.

"When they arrived they were still handsome beastfolk warriors, but now each is tanned dark."

"Shaman Yue, are you on the ship?"

A cheerful, clear male voice suddenly rang out, excited; Wu Yue heard it, raised her eyebrows, and walked slowly to the railing to look down.

Sure enough, the previously empty sea surface was now black‑crowded, led by a pale‑faced beastman.

Upon seeing her, the beastman's face instantly broke into a big smile: "I've brought you slaves."

Hearing that, Wu Yue looked at the half‑beast and pure‑human slaves behind him, who seemed timid, then nodded at the Black Wolf Tribe beastfolk warrior guarding the deck: "Take them to the beach and let Yuan Lang assign them."

The beastfolk respectfully agreed, then leapt down from the big ship, taking the slaves brought by the pale‑faced beastman and the Eel Tribe beastfolk warriors escorting them, and headed toward the shore.

"Lower the rope ladder."

She turned to tell the beastfolk beside her, then looked at the pale‑faced beastman still gazing up from beneath the ship: "Come up and talk."

Allowed aboard, the pale‑faced beastman excitedly bared his clean teeth and, practiced, climbed up the rope ladder the beastfolk had thrown down onto the big ship.

"Shaman Yue, I've already told my father and the chieftain about your arrival and your big ship; my father said if you need any help, just tell me."

The two caught up here, while elsewhere the Sea Snake Tribe dispatched a unit toward the sea's richest territory— everyone who knows the sea knows that's the Shark Tribe's domain, abounding in the richest food and resources.

Moreover, to show sincerity in seeking an audience, the Sea Snake Tribe sent none other than the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain who had been driven back by Wu Yue and her companions in battle.

The Shark Tribe chieftain, who was in council with the Shark Tribe Great Shaman about tribal affairs, heard the news of the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain's arrival and was somewhat stunned: "The Sea Snake Tribe chieftain wants to see the Great Shaman? Did he say what it's about?"

The reporting beastfolk warrior respectfully said: "The Sea Snake Tribe chieftain said it's a very important matter that must be told to the Great Shaman in person."

The Shark Tribe chieftain curled his lip, his rugged face full of disdain: "This long worm even knows how to be mysterious."

The Shark Tribe Great Shaman waved a hand, ordering the beastfolk who came to report: "Take him to me; I want to see what important matter he has to discuss with me."

The Shark Tribe Great Shaman and chieftain didn't give much weight to the important matter the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain spoke of, given the poor past relations between the two tribes— who knows if he's hiding some ill intent?

But then, as the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain, once brought over, explained his purpose and even finished recounting what had happened the previous day, the Shark Tribe Great Shaman and chieftain seemed to have something catch in their throats.

"What does the Sea Snake Great Shaman mean?"

The Shark Tribe Great Shaman stroked his beard, his gaze deep as he looked at the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain.

"The Great Shaman's meaning is that we should first observe the situation, then come back and tell the Shark Tribe about this."

After all, judging from how the Snow Moon Tribe and the Eel Tribe have been getting along, they seem to intend to ally.

With such powerful shamanic talismans, if those two were to join forces and attack us, then we...

Although he didn't finish his sentence, the Shark Tribe Great Shaman and chieftain both knew what he meant.

"We already know about this; let the Sea Snake Tribe chieftain go back first— if I or the Great Shaman have any opinions, we'll send someone to pass the word."