Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Bowman’s lips moved, and finally he said: "We entered the Land of Death, our tribesmen, they’re in the Land of Death ..."

"Land of Death!" The old shaman’s voice trembled a bit: "What did you go into the Land of Death for? Haven’t I told you again and again, not to go there!"

Bowman forced a smile: "Grandpa Shaman, how could we forget your words? But you don’t know, if we hadn’t entered the Land of Death this time, I’m afraid all the beastmen who went out would have died, not one could come back."

The old shaman was shocked, his dry palms clenched and he looked at Bowman, "What exactly happened?"

A hint of hatred appeared on Bowman’s face: "We discovered at the trading fair that the Watson Tribe, which has a dispute with us, has a lot of evolved beastmen, all of them second-level evolved beastmen.

So I thought that since it’s a dispute between the patriarch and them, and the patriarch and the beastmen he led are already dead, why not put it to rest and talk to Shaman Ji Nuan? Our tribe has lost so many beastmen, and we have no evolved beastmen. We’re simply not a match for them."

Shock and anger flashed in the eyes of the old shaman: "Did the Watson Tribe do it?"

Bowman shook his head: "No, when we left the Watson Tribe’s camp, Hei Tu and I discussed the situation of our tribe. Maybe the beastmen from the Nacha Tribe overheard us and told Nakula.

They actually followed us on our way back, leaving marks on the way. We killed that beastman, but there were two more evolved beastmen coming from the Nacha Tribe, we were no match for them, so to survive, we had to enter the Land of Death."

"Nakula sent beastmen to kill you!" The old shaman turned to Hei Tu, seemingly in disbelief.

Hei Tu nodded, "Yes, I got a clear look at the beastmen who were following us. They were from the Nacha Tribe during our competition at the camp."

"What about your Beast God Fruit?" The old shaman looked at Bowman.

Bowman shook his head, "We gave the Beast God Fruit to Shaman Ji Nuan of the Watson Tribe."

The old shaman frowned, "Is Shaman Ji Nuan there as well?"

Bowman responded with a bitter smile: "In order to shake off the beastmen from the Nacha Tribe as quickly as possible, I didn’t listen to the shaman’s advice to be more careful when probing the way with a stick, so several of our tribesmen perished."

At this point, his face was full of self-blame and pain, "Then, while the rest of us were resting in a safe place, we went to catch Gagabeasts for food, but unexpectedly several tribesmen fell into a quagmire. Fortunately, Shaman Ji Nuan, who was also there catching Gagabeasts, saved them."

"It was Shaman Ji Nuan who led you out?" The old shaman’s eyes deepened.

Seeing the old shaman’s gaze, Hei Tu, as a disciple, instantly understood his thoughts - the old shaman was suspicious of Shaman Ji Nuan’s motives.

So, he spoke up, "Shaman Ji Nuan was also surprised when she found out we were being chased by the Nacha Tribe. She offered to lead us out, but said there would be risks. Bowman and I, as a token of gratitude, gave her the only Beast God Fruit we had traded, but she just stuffed it into a nearby beastman’s mouth, seemingly indifferent to the Beast God Fruit."