Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Having said that, he glanced at Meng Tai next to him.

Meng Tai understood what he meant and left the tent. In a short while, he returned with a leaf-wrapped packet in hand and handed it to Meng Zhuo.

An Orc jumped in an instant: "That’s our share of the Beast God Fruit! How can you take it back?"

Meng Zhuo scoffed: "I have decided, no one will be given these three Beast God Fruits. Tomorrow a tribal competition will be held within the tribe. Only the winning Orc has the right to obtain the Beast God Fruit, including Meng Tai."

At these words, the Orcs in the tent immediately changed their faces. Apart from the Orc who had just stood up, a few others secretly revealed a hint of joy.

After everyone had left, Meng Zhuo turned to Meng Tai: "Son, I hope you’re not upset with your father."

Meng Tai smiled in pride: "Father, are you worried that I might be defeated by the other Orcs?"

Meng Zhuo was momentarily stumped by his son’s question, then he burst into laughter: "Of course I believe in your abilities. My son has always been the strongest in the tribe."

While the father-son duo had a hearty conversation, in the Watson Tribe, Shaman Ji Nuan and his tribal members were just finishing their meal when they heard Ya Li’s voice from outside the tent: "Shaman Ji Nuan, the old Clan Leader of the Divine Wood Tree Clan is here."

Ji Nuan halted, put down the bamboo tube in his hand, got up and walked to the tent entrance. Pulling the curtain back, he saw the white-bearded Clan Leader standing outside with a smile.

Ji Nuan hurriedly went out: "Clan Leader, why did you come? You can just call Mu Chun to come over, and I’d go see you." As he spoke, he invited the Clan Leader to his tent and made him sit.

The Clan Leader looked at Ji Nuan sitting opposite him and said with a bitter smile: "My little brat didn’t behave well and caused trouble, harming you, Shaman Ji Nuan, whom our Divine Wood Tree Clan owes much to. I really..."

Ji Nuan smiled: "I was angry today, but once the anger subsided, it didn’t matter anymore. But I hope your tribe will discipline your little ones. If your tribe hadn’t found Fu Yi in time, I’m afraid I would have been uncertain whether he would have lived when I saw him again."

The Clan Leader nodded: "This was indeed our oversight. Our Divine Wood Tree Clan’s young are left to grow up on their own, unlike your Orc Clan, where fathers and mothers take care of them. It has always been this way, so we didn’t think such a thing would happen."

Ji Nuan smiled: "Since it’s over, let’s forget it. Tonight, I’ll prepare the potion. It would trouble Mu Chun to come and collect it tomorrow morning. I won’t go over."

Upon hearing this, the Clan Leader nodded repeatedly: "It’s no trouble at all. I’ll send Mu Chun over tomorrow."

Ji Nuan nodded.

Perhaps not wanting to delay Ji Nuan’s potion-making, the Clan Leader left after the conversation.

After sitting for a while, Ji Nuan called Xiu Yan and the helpers to start preparing the medicine to treat the bug disease.

After working nearly four continuous hours, the three of them finally finished preparing all the potions. Ji Nuan quickly cleaned himself up and went straight to bed.

The next morning, when Mu Chun came for the medicines, Xiu Yan saw him off. The sound of the clinking bamboo tubes did not even wake up the sleeping Ji Nuan.

"Where’s Shaman Ji Nuan?" Mu Chun asked cautiously.