Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Xiu Yan and his companions changed their expressions after hearing the news; they no longer cared about the hunting.

They turned around and sprinted toward the camp, where their Shaman was still waiting. Even if it cost them their lives, they would bring their Shaman back.

But...

Looking at the female who was seated on the Snow Leopard, with somewhat disheveled hair.

Not just Xiu Yan, but the entire Orc Hunting Team breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shaman, are you also aware of that terrifying God?" Ya Li followed Xiu Yan and watched the Orcs lift the female off the Snow Leopard’s back and hold her in an embrace, asking curiously.

Ji Nuan turned to him: "What legend?"

Xiu Yan slightly furrowed his brows: "The Orcs of Nia Forest say that the God of this territory does not welcome the children of beastly form. That’s why they are angry, bringing down punishment."

Ji Nuan looked at the Orcs speaking such superstitious nonsense with stern faces, utterly disillusioned.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and pointed at the sea turtle poking its head out of the basket on the Orc’s back: "It was Chief Zhuangzhuang who informed us about the coming storm and tsunami, advising us to evacuate quickly.

I was afraid that if I flew directly up there, I would miss you all, so I had my people run up along the mountain paths, and sure enough, we encountered you."

Kids, holding superstitious beliefs is not right.

Xiu Yan’s deep eyes turned to the turtle called Zhuangzhuang in the Orc’s basket: "Thank you, Chief Zhuangzhuang."

Zhuangzhuang, rather flattered, swallowed and hastily shook his head: "No need to thank me, it was what I should do."

My goodness, this Orc, who only had eyes for Shaman Ji Nuan, was actually treating me with such politeness.

At this moment, Zhuangzhuang felt like he had drunk two jin (about 1kg) of erguotou (a strong Chinese liquor), somewhat dizzy.

"Let’s go, we’ll talk when we get back to the Tribe. It’s still very dangerous here."

Ji Nuan patted the Orc’s firm muscular arm.

Xiu Yan nodded, adjusted to a position that wouldn’t make Ji Nuan uncomfortable, and carried her off toward the Watson Tribe.

The other Orcs closely followed behind.

Behind them, the murky waves, even taller than the walls of Watson Tribe, had already swallowed up the wooden huts on the beach, leaving not a single trace behind.

The beach was as clean as if there had never been any signs of Orc activity before.

At this moment, the people of the Tortoise Tribe had already gathered deep into the island, into a large, deep cave dug out by the Orcs.

Used to the occasional fury of the Lord Water God, the Tortoise Tribe’s Orcs were calmly finding their corners to either sleep or eat some food, undisturbed.

The only one with a worried face was Hai Cao.

His partner had gone to inform the Watson Tribe’s Orcs, and it was unknown how that was going, whether there was any danger or not.

Gui Baobao and Gui Beibei were quietly lying on the thick Beast Skin mats gifted by Ji Nuan, nibbling on delicious jerky.

Every now and then, they would playfully swat each other with a paw, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

In this cave, Hai Cao was not worried about losing the two young Orcs.

She stood up and approached the priest: "Uncle Priest, will Zhuangzhuang be able to come back?"

The elderly priest was organizing his precious herbs. Seeing the worried Hai Cao, he smiled kindly: "Don’t worry, Zhuangzhuang will be alright. The changing weather and his arrival at the Watson Tribe coincided, so he should have evacuated with the Watson Tribe’s Orcs. There won’t be any danger."

Hearing the reassurance from Lord Priest, Hai Cao’s heart instantly settled. If Lord Priest said her partner was safe, then he certainly was.