Chapter 742 - 741, Image_1
As Ji Nuan sat on the beast skin mat, he couldn’t take his eyes off the obedient silver wolf cub. Its fascination with grooming itself with its little paws sparked in him a desire to braid its fur, a desire that had not disappeared even with the orc’s transformation.
Smirking, he lunged at the seemingly naive orc-turned-cub, Xiu Yan, who thought he could escape by pretending to be innocent.
For a long time afterward, he greatly regretted his decision to do so.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, we’re back from hunting," a voice from outside the tent, filled with pride, belonged to Ya Li.
Knowing him as he did, Ji Nuan was certain Ya Li had successfully bullied some beast.
Casting a glance at the heartbroken little cub sprawled on the beast skin mat, Ji Nuan barely managed to suppress his laughter before lifting the curtain and stepping outside.
The potency of stinger bugs was astonishing. The Sharptooth Grass Powder Ji Nuan had used could have paralyzed an orc’s arm, but he could still hear buzzing from within the jar.
Outside the tent, a strange prey was lying in the grass. Although it bore a resemblance to a sheep beast, it was quite ugly.
Ji Nuan curiously approached and poked the creature’s sharp horns stained in blood. "What kind of prey is this? I’ve never seen it before."
Meng Tai laughed, "This is our Lamu forest’s unique Red Horned Beast. Its meat is exceptionally tender. It’s the first meal made from meat that the children in our tribe have."
Ji Nuan instantly became curious about this prey.
The orcs lifted the prey and followed Meng Tai to a nearby river where they cleaned the prey and brought it back.
Waiting to taste the tender meat, Ji Nuan watched the orcs return with the bloody beast. He asked, puzzled, "Why don’t you clean the horns when you clean the prey? They look rather ghastly covered in blood."
Ya Li chuckled, rubbed the horns roughly, and held his hand up to Ji Nuan’s face, "This creature is called Red Horned Beast. The red on its horns isn’t blood."
Ji Nuan reached out and touched the horns, finding no blood or any other color on his hand.
"Haha, Shaman Ji Nuan, I’ll grill it now. We’ll all have a good meal," said Meng Tai, hoisting the beast, ready to roast it by the fire.
Ya Li quickly stopped him, taking the Red Horned Beast from him, "I’ll do it. Our food tastes much better than yours."
Although it was true, Meng Tai glared at Ya Li, resenting the comment about his tribe.
Suddenly, a corner of the tent was lifted as something peeped out, "Howl ~"
Nuannuan, the Sting Tailed Bees have stopped buzzing.
All eyes turned towards the little head peeping out from the corner of the beast skin curtain. Its silver hair instantly recognized as belonging to Xiu Yan.
"Come out, Xiu Yan, what are you doing back there?" Ya Li asked, puzzled.
Upon hearing this, the cub looked a bit embarrassed and tried to retreat. However, the beast skin curtain proved more stubborn than expected. A braid, which he had painstakingly adjusted to lie flat on his forehead, suddenly popped up and shook comically.