diskusbooks Chapter 172 Wood's Request
Chapter 172 Wood's Request
Mu followed closely behind Yong's tall and agile figure, step by step entering the valley and slowly moving towards the cave.
Throughout the journey, Mu's emotions were like a turbulent sea, unable to find peace.
His already somewhat flustered heart was now even more uneasy, his mind constantly wondering how the mysterious leader would treat him, a person seeking help.
After traversing a snowy road, Mu arrived at the legendary cave of the Eastern tribe.
However, the moment he stepped into the cave, he was utterly stunned by what he saw.
Putting aside the cave's near-perfect sealing, the moment he stepped inside, a warm, spring-like atmosphere enveloped him, as if instantly transporting him to a sunny, flower-filled springtime.
The comfortable and pleasant feeling made Mu involuntarily take a deep breath, wanting to inhale all of this wonderful feeling into her lungs.
Moreover, a faint, sweet fragrance permeated the air, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.
Mu looked around curiously, trying to find the source of this captivating fragrance.
After a careful search, he discovered that the aroma seemed to be coming from some kind of unknown food, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was for the time being.
Continuing deeper into the cave, Mu soon arrived at the center of the hall.
Here, a huge, fiery red rock stands out.
It stood there quietly, like a small hill burning with raging fire, radiating a fiery and dazzling light.
Surrounding this peculiar red stone were many strange and unusual objects that Mu had never seen before.
Whether they have unique shapes or vibrant colors, they all make Mu feel both novel and excited.
Finally, when Mu finally made his way through the crowd and stood before Ruan Mianmian, he suddenly felt several exceptionally powerful auras pressing down on him simultaneously.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the Eastern tribe chief, whose true appearance had been witnessed a few days earlier, was sitting among a group of orcs of various shapes and sizes.
Although these beastmen from different races had different appearances, they all vaguely regarded Ruan Mianmian as their leader, regarding her as the supreme being, and respectfully placed her in the most honored position.
Ruan Mianmian gazed calmly at the wood before her, her clear, watery eyes sparkling with intelligence, as if she could see through everything, while also revealing an unwavering expression.
She parted her lips slightly and slowly asked, "I wonder what brings the leader of the Jackal Clan to see me?"
Upon hearing this, Mu quickly and respectfully lowered his head and explained to Ruan Mianmian the difficult situation their tribe was currently facing in a sincere and concise manner.
He said, “Chief of the Eastern Tribe, our Jackal Clan is deeply grateful for the food you generously provided. It was thanks to your guidance that we were able to delay leaving the tribe and attempt to find more food to sustain ourselves through hunting. However, fate has been unkind. Due to various unforeseen factors, many of our tribe members have been seriously injured during the hunt, and their condition is extremely critical. Therefore, we have come today to earnestly request that you send your tribe's shaman to our place to help examine our injured members. If they can be successfully healed, our Jackal Clan is willing to forge an eternal alliance of friendship with the Eastern Tribe and support each other in the future to overcome difficulties together.”
Just then, a piercing sneer suddenly came from the spacious hall.
Mu Xin was startled and quickly looked up in the direction of the sound, only to find that the unpleasant sound was coming from the snake-like beastman he had met before.
"Chief Mu, I see you truly don't understand your current situation! What makes you so certain that our tribe has a shaman? Even if there is, how can you guarantee that he can cure your people? Such talk of eternal friendship is of no practical use to us. You've surely witnessed our tribe's strength firsthand, haven't you? Since you've come seeking help, you should adopt the humility expected of someone in need. With your arrogant and condescending attitude, who would willingly lend a hand? Go find someone who's willing to help you!"
As soon as Sen finished speaking, Yong quickly stepped forward, indicating that he would personally escort Mu away from this place.
At this moment, Mu was filled with resentment and anger. He glared at the leader of the Eastern Tribe and roared, "Respected leader of the Eastern Tribe, are you just going to stand by and watch your people freely express their opinions? Does he think he has more power than you, the leader, to make decisions and speak out on his own? In my opinion, as long as the leader has not made a final decision, the other orcs have no right to express any opinions!"
Ruan Mianmian smiled when she heard Mu's words and said, "What Sen said is exactly what I wanted to say. When you ask for help, you should have the right attitude. Besides, our tribe only has a high shaman, not a witch doctor. If the jackal tribe leader wants to find a witch doctor, then you can only try your luck in other tribes."
Upon hearing Ruan Mianmian's words, Mu slumped his shoulders in despair.
There's only a vast, white plain right now; where can we find a witch doctor?
Eastern tribes say they don't have witch doctors, so where did their medicine come from?
Thinking of this, he immediately looked up and said in a pleading tone, "We were fortunate to receive help from your tribe before, and the Jackal Clan is extremely grateful. If needed in the future, our people will definitely help you to the death. I was indeed reckless just now. Please give us some of the hemostatic medicine that was used to treat our people. Please feel free to make any requests you may have."
Ruan Mianmian and Sen exchanged a glance, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.
They originally just wanted to scare Mu, but they didn't expect him to actually back down.
Ruan Mianmian thought that perhaps she could take this opportunity to establish friendly relations with the Jackal Clan.
So she smiled and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will give you the hemostatic medicine. However, I have one condition."
Mu hurriedly asked, "What are the conditions?"
Ruan Mianmian said, "I hope that if your Jackal Clan encounters difficulties in the future, you will be able to sincerely seek help from other tribes as you are today, instead of solving problems with force."
After thinking for a moment, Mu finally nodded in agreement.
Ruan Mianmian took out a packet of herbs and handed it to Mu, telling him how to use it.
Mu accepted the herbs, clutching them tightly in his hands as if they were priceless treasures, and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.
Just as he was about to walk out, he took out the stone hanging around his neck and handed it over.
"We found this stone by chance in the deep forest to the south, and I felt it was something special. When we came in here just now, we also found some strange stones, and I suppose you like them. So, this stone is for you!"
After he finished speaking, he placed the stone in Yong's hand and strode out.
"This Mu is a warrior too!" Hui said abruptly as Mu walked out.
Yong handed the stone to Ruan Mianmian, and the system immediately sounded a sharp alarm!
"Drip drip drip..."