Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World-Chapter 1521 - 1518: Strange Poison

The old shaman nodded, "The Beast God Fruit we exchanged at this year’s big trade fair is still unused."

Ji Nuan took out two herbs: "These two herbs, when mixed with the Beast God Fruit, can detoxify; this is the quickest method. As for the specific steps, perhaps Shaman could capture the clan leader of that middle-ranked tribe and ask him."

The old shaman took a Beast God Fruit from his bosom and smiled bitterly, "This is what I brought when I left, it would be too slow for us to go back ourselves."

With that, he placed the Beast God Fruit on the table in front of Ji Nuan: "This Beast God Fruit is for exchange, hoping that Shaman Ji Nuan’s partner can give us a ride and take us back to save our tribesmen."

Ji Nuan smiled as she picked up the Beast God Fruit from the table, unceremoniously tucking it into her bosom, "I’ll have the orc call Brother Xiu Yan now, but the earliest would be after noon. Shaman, why don’t you work with me to make some more potions while we’re at it." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

While the old shaman and Ji Nuan were making the antidote here, the situation in the Sahara Tribe wasn’t looking good either.

Despite all precautions, yesterday, the clan leader was still poisoned by this strange toxin and was tied up with vines by the tribesmen to prevent him from scratching himself.

Now, in the Sahara Tribe, the only one responsible was the evolved orc beside the old shaman.

To prevent poisoning, he now hunted outside only during the dead of night and never ate the food brought by the tribesmen.

"Haha, who would have thought that this dignified evolved orc would be reduced to eating only fruits, haha!"

From inside a tent on the oasis, a boisterous laugh erupted, with five burly orcs sitting inside.

"The Sahara Tribe has monopolized the trade fair quota for so long. Even though every year, among the items exchanged for the Beast God Fruit, there are contributions from our small and middle-ranking tribes, the exchanged Beast God Fruit never reaches us. They really don’t take us seriously."

"Absolutely, you see their tribe’s evolved orcs, they’re one after another, but we from these small and middle-ranking tribes don’t have even one.

When beasts attack the oasis, they have evolved orcs to protect them, but we can only watch as tribesmen die. Why is that?"

"Exactly!"

"Why?"

The orcs in the tent kept chiming in, the atmosphere intense.

A middle-aged orc sitting at the head waved his hand, "What use is it to talk about that now? Since we have a grudge, let’s retaliate. Now that we’ve managed to control the Sahara Tribe, once we deal with these evolved orcs, this oasis will be ours.

Next year’s big trade fair will be our opportunity."

"Clan Leader, your poison is so potent, yet these evolved orcs have managed to hold on for so long, they’re truly formidable,"

a young orc couldn’t help but exclaim.

Other orcs nodded in agreement. Indeed, almost a month had passed, and though three had died, the remaining evolved orcs were still alive, causing the middle-aged orc to narrow his eyes.

"It seems we need to think of a way to quickly overthrow the Sahara Tribe."

He reached out to touch his chin, his eyes deep in thought.

At dawn the next day, Xiu Yan carried the Sahara Tribe’s orcs in a basket on his back to take leave from Ji Nuan.

"Shaman Ji Nuan, see you after the cold season."