Yuan Lang: "..."
’I’ve already figured out what to na our children, and this is what you show ?’
’Heh! What a heartless woman.’
Yuan Lang suddenly got moody. He stood up and walked over to his father. "I’m going to ask Father about the hunt."
Wu Yue scratched her head, confused. ’Is he on his period or sothing?’
There was no point in trying to guess what was on a Beastman’s mind; you’d never figure it out anyway.
Touching the Beast Skin beside her, Wu Yue found her mood inexplicably improving.
Humming happily as she roasted her at, she couldn’t have been in a better mood.
"Teng Qian... you like , don’t you? I want to eat that piece of at. Could you tear it into little strips for ? It’s too big, I can’t possibly eat it."
Ye Duo nestled against Teng Qian, her voice syrupy sweet.
Teng Qian glanced down at Ye Duo, then averted his eyes as if he couldn’t bear the sight. He picked up the piece of at from the leaf and began tearing it with robotic movents.
’You’ve got a fucking huge maw, yet you’re telling the at is too big for you to eat?’
"Here, open your mouth. Ahh~"
He was cursing up a storm in his head, but his face was all smiles. Teng Qian was miserable, fighting the urge to vomit.
Ye Duo was a pretentious, brutish woman, and Teng Qian feared for his very chastity.
An idiot ca running from afar. A closer look revealed it was his own dopey tiger of a little brother.
"Big brother, I brought the fruit you wanted."
Teng Kun stood a few ters away, holding a large leaf in his mouth. On it were a few sad, shriveled fruits.
Teng Qian’s beastly face was stiff. "Put them down next to ."
Teng Kun glanced at Ye Duo, who was staring daggers at him from beside his brother. His tiger-like body trembled. He dropped the fruit, let out a WAIL, and took off running.
Teng Qian: "..."
Ye Duo: "..."
Nothing’s worse than a sudden, awkward silence.
"Teng Qian, why did your little brother suddenly run off after seeing ? And he cried out so miserably, too."
Ye Duo pouted her enormous mouth, her face a mask of displeasure.
Teng Qian’s face was stiff. "He was probably unhappy seeing you leaning against so intimately. That kid’s just petty like that."
"You’re awful! Teng Qian, I just love the things you say."
With a bashful look, Ye Duo buried her face—a face sohow more chiseled than Teng Qian’s own—into the Beastman’s chest.
’Ugh~ no~’
’General, when the fuck is this mission going to end?’
The festivities lasted late into the night, and the tribe mbers only began heading ho in twos and threes after midnight.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Hua Shu, Wu Yue left the clearing early, returned ho, and began to ditate.
’The System said that once I beco a true witch, I’ll be able to enter a stable ditative state. I won’t be like I am now, where the slightest lapse in concentration wakes up from that mysterious state.’
"Host, you only need 1.5 more experience points to beco a true witch."
The System’s voice held a trace of excitent.
Wu Yue was also a little excited. "System, when my Witch Power Level increases, will new items appear in the shop?"
The System’s cheerful voice rang out: "Of course! The Witch Spirit Pill is just the most basic elixir. As your Rank increases, Host, the shop will refresh as well. The items inside will be beyond your wildest dreams!"
Wu Yue clenched her fists. "I wonder when Yuan Lang and the others are leaving. I hope I can beco a true witch before then."
After calming her excitent, Wu Yue lay down in her cozy little nest, which was lined with a layer of soft Beast Skin, and fell asleep.
The next day, as Wu Yue was preparing food for herself, a very familiar scent suddenly drifted by—the crisp sll of river water and the fresh aroma of green grass. That scent...
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