Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 478 - 378: Can’t Do Anything

If the Yan Yan Tribe’s witch and the Beastman Warrior behind her had felt a little smug after her first few sentences, Wu Yue’s final words about making items for an offering to the Beast God were enough to terrify him.

They would never think Wu Yue was lying, because on this continent, no one dared to use the Beast God’s name in vain.

Beastman Warriors relied on the Beast God’s Power. It was the source of their strength, a gift from the Beast God himself.

If the Beast God found out that he had delayed this Witch Disciple from preparing her offering, then his fate would be...

The Yan Yan Tribe witch’s expression darkened. She spun around and glared fiercely at the pale-faced beastman behind her, and her apologetic attitude finally seemed much more sincere.

She waved, gesturing for the beastmen behind her to bring several large Beast Skin Bags forward. "This is our compensation for you, Wuyue. Please forgive our tribesman for accidentally injuring your slave."

Then, her expression somewhat stiff, she added, "As for the little cub’s salt, I will have my tribesmen deliver it directly to his home. It will be no less than what is here.

As for that slave’s injuries..."

She spoke with some embarrassment. "Because my witch power isn’t very effective for healing, I will send over some more salt for that slave later. I hope this doesn’t delay your business."

Hearing this, Wu Yue nodded. "Alright."

She had come looking for trouble, but ended up losing a large amount of salt instead.

After the Yan Yan Tribe’s witch turned to leave, her face was so dark it looked like it could drip ink.

The atmosphere on the way back to their house was incredibly oppressive.

After a moment of hesitation, the Beastman Warrior behind the Yan Yan Tribe’s witch forced a smile and spoke up. "Lady Witch, wasn’t that salt for the injured little cub?

Are we really going to send a lot more salt over later?"

The Yan Yan Tribe’s witch turned at his words, her eyes so dark her expression was unreadable. "Yes, you’ll send it. Go back and deliver it immediately, then leave right after you drop it off.

Don’t cause any more trouble, if you still want to return to the tribe alive."

The beastman’s face went white at her words, and he nodded respectfully.

Once she turned away, the Yan Yan Tribe’s witch looked at the witch power gathering in her palm, and the corners of her lips curled into an eerie arc. ’Who needs healing abilities...’

Meanwhile, in Wu Yue’s courtyard, the people of the Snow Tiger Tribe felt little joy as they looked at the large pile of salt on the ground.

This was more salt than the beastmen had ever brought back from their life-or-death journeys before.

But the thought of the little cub lying inside, on the verge of death, snuffed out any excitement.

"Move this salt into the house first."

The Snow Tiger Witch waved her hand, ordering two Half beastman Warriors beside her. Teng Qian and Teng Kun also took the initiative to step forward and help.

Seeing Wu Yue’s still-gloomy expression, the Snow Tiger Witch sighed and stood up to leave. "Just don’t let anything happen on our tribe’s territory!"

With that, she ambled out of the courtyard. Seeing that the witch had left, the surrounding tribespeople also said their goodbyes to Wu Yue and departed.

As they left, they muttered amongst themselves, their faces filled with indignation.

Looking at the full Beast Skin Bags of salt still sitting on the ground not far away, Wu Yue wished for nothing more than to walk over and kick them over. But thinking of how precious the contents were, she suppressed her anger.

’Damn that Yan Yan Tribe, they’re too arrogant! They injured a member of our Snow Tiger Tribe and actually think they can just dismiss us with a few bags of salt. Heh...’

’The most infuriating part is, I can’t even do anything to them!’

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, wishing she could just grab that beastman and do this to him, and then do that to him.

"Don’t be angry. Have some fruit."

Seeing the young female’s fuming expression, a hint of a smile appeared in Yuan Lang’s eyes as he reached out and handed her a piece of fruit.

Looking at the bright red fruit before her, Wu Yue sighed. "I’m in no mood for fruit right now."

Hearing her say that, Yuan Lang chuckled. "What the witch said just before she left... did you not hear it?"

The beastman raised an eyebrow, looking at the young female before him with a meaningful glint in his eyes.

’What the witch said before she left?’

Wu Yue looked at the beastman in confusion. "What did the witch... say?"

Suddenly, as if she realized something, her eyes lit up instantly!

The angry haze in her eyes dissipated, and the corners of her lips curved into that familiar, mischievous smile.