nucmednet Chapter 151 Let’s cooperate
Chapter 151 Let’s cooperate
Ruan Xiyue's side was adopting a fierce fighting style, with the eight orange-level mutant beastmen targeting the only remaining gray-level beastman on the opposing side.
There are still seven red-tier orcs left in the Great Bamboo Lemur camp, but each of them is carrying a serious injury.
The saying goes, "Even a rabbit needs to go all out to fight an eagle," so Ruan Xiyue decisively deployed seven red-tier orcs to launch precise one-on-one attacks, while simultaneously arranging five gray-tier orcs to roam the battlefield, ready to deliver finishing blows and ambush at any time.
Five other red-tier orcs joined forces to attack a brown-tier orc. Another brown-tier orc was locked in a fierce battle with Jiu Chen, both sides fighting desperately.
As one of the gray-tier orcs, Ruan Xiyue moved nimbly throughout the arena, seizing every opportunity to finish off her opponents.
Although Long Ze was a Red Rank cultivator, he was already seriously injured and could only barely carry Ruan Xiyue back and forth on the battlefield.
As the orcs of the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe fell one after another, the situation became increasingly critical.
Just then, the seven remaining beastmen of the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe suddenly revealed a crazed look of mutual destruction. They were willing to be seriously injured or killed rather than fight back, and charged towards Cong Xianmeng like madmen.
They had only one belief in their hearts: even if they lost one of them, it would be worth it!
After all, Ruan Xiyue is the Holy Maiden, Jiu Chen is the High Priest, and the other beastmen are also quite powerful. In comparison, Ruan Xiyue's beast husband Cong Xian seems to be easier to obtain.
Ruan Xiyue watched helplessly as they unleashed a barrage of terrifying supernatural attacks on Cong Xian. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and fear gripped her heart.
It felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat tightly, and after a long while, she finally let out a heart-wrenching scream: "Cong Xian!"
But she knew better than anyone that she wouldn't have time to rescue anyone.
The attacks were as dense as a storm; if they all hit Cong Xian, he would be reduced to ashes and his soul would be scattered!
At the critical moment, Li Miao moved. He was like a black lightning bolt, carrying an indomitable momentum, so fast that no one could catch a glimpse of him. In a flash, the black shadow tore through the void.
Just as the deadly power of the Great Bamboo Lemur clan was about to strike Cong Xian, Li Miao appeared like a ghost and pulled Cong Xian back from the brink of death.
Almost simultaneously, the high-ranking beastmen on Ruan Xiyue's side also made their moves, unleashing their pent-up supernatural powers like a surging tide, sweeping towards the remaining forces of the Great Bamboo Fox Clan.
In an instant, lights flashed and roared deafeningly, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in the aura of death.
Once the dust settles, the outcome is decided.
Not a single beastman on Ruan Xiyue's side fell. With an impressive record of zero casualties, they completely crushed the remaining forces of the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe.
This battle, from the tense atmosphere at the beginning to the thrilling combat and the current celebratory victory, has been captivating in every moment.
Witnessing this outcome, all the orcs went mad.
Their faces flushed, their eyes wide open, filled with the relief of surviving a calamity and the ecstasy of victory, they pounded their right hands heavily against their left chests, letting out earth-shattering cheers: "Holy Mother Xiyue! Holy Mother Xiyue! Holy Mother Xiyue... Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" Wave after wave of sound echoed between heaven and earth, as if to spread this joy to every corner of the world.
Subsequently, Ruan Xiyue and her group encountered the treasure-hunting rat tribe of beastmen.
Faced with these wounded orcs, Ruan Xiyue did not immediately use her healing power.
With a solemn expression, she told them, "I must go to the city of Leerbeasts immediately to find the priest."
The fact that the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe was willing to bribe wandering beastmen to exterminate my Iron-Eating Beast tribe for bamboo salt is by no means an isolated incident.
I will report this matter to higher authorities so that all tribes can be on high alert and prepare accordingly.
Upon hearing this, the treasure-hunting rat tribe beastmen instantly understood the deeper meaning and scheme behind Ruan Xiyue's words.
They nodded silently, their eyes filled with approval and respect for Ruan Xiyue's decision.
At this moment, a sense of mission welled up in the hearts of the unsuspecting orcs, as if a great battle concerning the survival of the entire orc world was about to begin.
However, the middle-aged orc leader of the treasure-hunting rat tribe knew that the Holy Maiden before him was no ordinary person; she was cunning and resourceful.
He hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully, yet with a hint of probing, "Holy Maiden, may I speak with you in private?"
Ruan Xiyue turned her gaze to the middle-aged orc who had been scrutinizing her since earlier. After a moment of silence and consideration, she slowly nodded in agreement.
This middle-aged man is no ordinary man; he is Li Miao's uncle, and he gets so angry whenever he sees Li Miao that he grinds his teeth in frustration.
The two walked to the side, and the middle-aged man composed himself before speaking first: "If I'm not mistaken, Xi Yue, your intention to spread the news of the Great Bamboo Lemur through Beast City is probably not just for the purpose of issuing a warning, is it?"
Ruan Xiyue's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. She looked calmly at the middle-aged man and said directly, "They hired someone to kill my family and clansmen. It's not unreasonable for me to ask for some compensation, is it?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly waved his hand and hurriedly explained, "Holy Mother, you've misunderstood me! I'm not here to threaten you, nor do I intend to make a fuss about this. I just want to give you some advice."
He paused briefly, his gaze fixed on Ruan Xiyue, before continuing:
"If my idea catches the eye of the Holy Mother, I wonder if she would be willing to cooperate with our Treasure-Hunting Rat Tribe?"
Our tribe will provide sea salt, and your side will use its expertise to produce bamboo salt. As for the profits from this cooperation, we will split them 50/50.
Of course, if the Holy Mother thinks this method isn't very good after hearing it, then just pretend I didn't say anything. How about this?
Ruan Xiyue gently touched her chin, and after a moment's thought, said, "I would never do something like monopolizing the profits. Besides, the profits brought by bamboo salt are vast enough for everyone to share."
Seeing that Ruan Xiyue's attitude had softened, the middle-aged man was delighted and quickly offered his suggestion: "My suggestion is that we take the corpses of the orcs who sacrificed their lives in the tribe to the city of Lierbeasts."
"Think about it, if they hadn't witnessed firsthand how many people had sacrificed their lives and how horrific the scene was, the people of Beast City wouldn't have taken this matter seriously at all."
He licked his lips and continued, "In my opinion, we should not only bring the orcs who sacrificed their lives from our various races, but also the orc corpses of the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe."
Only in this way can everyone see directly how many beastmen from other tribes the Great Bamboo Lemur tribe assassinated in order to obtain bamboo salt.
Only when everyone directly feels the severity of this disaster will they feel anger, sorrow, and ultimately, compassion for Your Majesty's difficult situation.