Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Mo Peisi chuckled bitterly, "We can offer something in exchange, hoping your tribe will spare Mo Na this time."

Ji Nuan turned her head and exchanged glances with Xiu Yan, raising her chin slightly, "Bring out whatever you have for us to take a look first. If it’s something we need, we might consider trading with you."

With a very unpleasant expression, Mo Peisi took out a beast-skin package the size of his fist from his bosom and walked up to Xiu Yan. "This is a miraculous healing powder made from a certain kind of leaves. Just sprinkle it on the wound, and it will heal rapidly. You can test it to see if I’m fooling you."

Xiu Yan extended his long hand to receive the beast-skin package and handed it to Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan opened the small package in her hand, and pulled Ya Li, who was leaning against Mo Qi, closer. She sprinkled the healing powder on his arm, which was slightly injured. The wound actually stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye and formed a layer of light red scab.

Ji Nuan’s pupils contracted while she was facing away from Mo Peisi. This healing powder...

If she wasn’t mistaken, it should be the divine wood tree leaf powder that the Grey Bears and Dashi Tribe often mentioned as a swift wound-healing remedy.

She took a deep breath, and under Mo Peisi’s painful gaze, Ji Nuan tossed the small wrap of divine wood tree healing powder to Xiu Yan.

Nodding, she said, "This healing powder works well. It can be used for emergency treatment if our tribesmen get hurt."

Xiu Yan nodded in agreement, and turned to a tense-looking Mo Peisi. "We’ll take this item, and we can let her go. However, we must cripple one of her arms first."

The few orcs behind Mo Peisi immediately raised their voices, "You have already accepted the precious healing powder, why do you still want to hurt Mo Na!"

Xiu Yan sneered, "This is just compensation for harming one of our tribesmen."

He shifted his gaze to Mo Peisi, "Two choices. Either lose an arm, or death."

Mo Peisi’s face contorted, his eyes full of struggle.

He quickly walked over to where Mo Na was hung, looking up at the disheveled Mo Na on the tree. "Nana, it’s your decision. Would you rather lose an arm, or..."

Mo Peisi didn’t finish his words, but Mo Na had been listening to the beasts’ conversations all along, and she already knew the unspoken part.

She struggled wildly. Her eyes, terrifyingly red, glared hatefully at Mo Peisi and the tribesmen of the Watson Tribe.

Mo Peisi sneered inwardly, ’Stupid girl!’

Then he turned to face Xiu Yan, "Cripple one of her arms... "

Upon hearing his decision, Ya Li, who appeared to feel a bit regretful, sighed heavily.

Then he stood up and walked towards the tree, and with a wave of his hand, the orc holding the vine snarled with a mouthful of large white teeth, letting go, and let a disheveled Mo Na plummet headfirst to the ground.

Ji Nuan, covering her mouth, chuckled, as did the rest of the Watson Tribe, their faces full of gloating.

Xiu Yan cast a glance at the woman sprawled on the ground like a dead dog. "Ya Li, just cut it clean."

The Snake Orc lodged his thick foot tightly wrapped in beast skin onto Mo Na’s panicking arm with absolutely no remorse.

With a "crack", followed by Mo Na’s pig-like shriek, the faces of Mo Peisi and the other beasts turned pale instantly.

They hadn’t expected that these orcs wouldn’t show even the slightest regard for Mo Na’s feminine status and broke her arm just like that.