Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World-Chapter 1478 - 1475: Suffered a Huge Loss

He cleaned the medicine clay from the wound, then opened a node tree pot from his body to rinse the wound clean.

As the orcs were taken aback by his actions, they watched him reluctantly take out a small blue bottle from his pocket.

His pained expression made the young orc feel a little embarrassed.

"I’m really at a loss today, the Shaman only gave me this much."

He muttered in a voice loud enough for all the orcs to hear while opening the cap and carefully sprinkled a thin layer of powder onto the middle-aged Clan Leader’s wound.

A miraculous scene occurred; the Clan Leader seemed to have fallen asleep, with no trace of pain on his face.

The young orc was startled: "What happened to the Clan Leader?"

He even reached out to check the Clan Leader’s breath, and after feeling the breath at his nose, he finally relaxed.

"It’s nothing, right?" Fu Yi eyed him sideways, making the young orc scratch his head in embarrassment.

Fu Yi ignored him and took out another porcelain bottle, opened the cap, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the middle-aged Clan Leader’s wound.

The orcs in the tent swore they had never felt like such bumpkins as they did at this moment.

The wound, which wouldn’t stop bleeding even after applying a thick concoction of herbs, immediately scabbed over the moment a thin layer of the powder was applied.

"What is this..." The young orc looked at the small porcelain bottle in Fu Yi’s hand with shining eyes.

Fu Yi sprinkled another layer of light green powder on it and then stood up: "This is medicine powder made from the Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves. Didn’t you know?"

Several Clan Leaders looked at him in astonishment: "Is this Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves powder?"

Fu Yi nodded, taking the opportunity to sow a little discord: "I’m telling you, your Shaman is really something. This orc’s injury, with just a tiny bit of Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves powder and the herbs from before, wouldn’t be serious. A beast’s life is much more important than some powder."

Then he yawned tiredly: "You better take good care of him, I’m going back to sleep."

"Wait a minute." Seeing that he was about to leave, the young orc quickly stood up: "When will you come again tomorrow?"

Fu Yi scratched his chin: "Bring me two leaves."

The young orc, bewildered, took two leaves used for holding food: "What for?"

Fu Yi opened the caps of two porcelain bottles and poured some onto the two leaves: "This powder is enough for your Clan Leader’s wound to heal. I hope you all return soon."

As he finished speaking, he transformed back into his beast form, and with a flash of white light, disappeared without a trace.

The young orc stared blankly at the powder on the leaves in his hands, feeling it weigh more than carrying a dozen Green Bull Beasts.

"Silly child, what are you standing there for? Quickly store it away; your Clan Leader relies on this to survive."

Only then did the orc come back to his senses, hastily but carefully storing the medicine powder away.

A few Clan Leaders, after casting envious glances at the two leaf-wrapped packets in the young orc’s hands, left to rest.

The middle-aged Clan Leader remained unconscious, waking up only after the midday meal the next day.

He was groggily attempting to turn over when a large hand held him down.

"Clan Leader, you’re injured, please don’t move or the wound will split."

The familiar voice of the young orc relaxed the middle-aged Clan Leader: "I remember I was injured?"

As he spoke, he reached towards the wound, but the young orc stopped him: "There is precious medicine powder on the wound, don’t knock it off."