Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 617 My old face is a little sore

Although the high priest who spoke did not reveal his identity, he was the first to speak after the competition ended, which indirectly revealed his identity.

After all, the rewards for winning the competition are distributed by the super tribe that hosted the competition.

Looking at the fair-skinned little female opposite him, even the usually picky high priest of the Vine tribe nodded with satisfaction, stroking the mushroom on his head.

"You all performed very well in this tribal competition, actually defeating many large tribes in the Cloud Mist Mountains. Very good."

Faced with the praise from this person at the top of power, Wu Yue and the others simply bowed again to express their gratitude.

"You and your tribesmen will go directly to the wizard who organized the competition. He will hold a ceremony for you to join my or the Vine Tribe. From then on, you will be members of our super tribe or the Vine Tribe."

As soon as the great shaman finished speaking, the many tribes still standing in the open space cast envious, jealous, and hateful gazes at Wu Yue and her group standing in front.

Even as she maintained a respectful demeanor, Wu Yue could still feel another sinister gaze fixed on her head.

With her head bowed, she rolled her eyes. The old sorcerer, the medicine wizard, really didn't hide his hostility towards her at all.

"The second-ranked department."

Before the middle-aged man with a happy expression could finish speaking, the Snow Moon tribe members not only did not go to the side to wait, but the female shaman in the lead even took a step forward.

He watched helplessly as the fair-skinned little female bowed towards his great shaman, and the words uttered in her clear, melodious voice made even a shaman break out in a cold sweat.

"Respected High Priest, thank you for your tribe's kindness, but we have only come to participate in the tribal competition to obtain the reward. We have no intention of joining a super tribe. Please forgive our rudeness." The faces of Chief Dongsang and Chief Maji, who had just been beaming with pride, froze instantly, and cold sweat even trickled down their backs the next second.

Rejected?
Wu Yue actually refused the Great Witch's invitation?
Their slightly parted lips trembled, and saliva, which they dared not swallow in fright, trickled smoothly down their lips, but nothing could bring them back to their senses.

"You said you only want the reward and are unwilling to join us or the Vine Tribe?"

The great shaman of the Orvine tribe looked down at the little ones with a gloomy expression. His hand, which had been playing with the mushroom on his head, paused. Everyone then saw the mushroom that the great shaman had previously favored being pulled off.

Each of them kept their eyes down, not daring to look at their own shaman's dark face.

Not far away, the Great Shaman Kuma, who was lovingly stroking his blue shaman robe, finally revealed a smile on his previously expressionless face.

A deep voice, tinged with laughter, rang out in the open space: "Joining a super tribe is voluntary, which shows that these little guys have feelings for their original tribes. Or, Great Shaman Teng, you shouldn't force them."

What an easy-going, idiot!
Or the Great Witch's already dark face turned even darker. So it wasn't your Kuma tribe that was rejected by a remote little tribe, was it?

"You should think this through. Once you become a member of a super tribe, you'll never have to go back to your remote little tribe to live a life where you can't even get enough to eat. You can even bring your families with you."

Wu Yue nodded firmly: "We just need a reward."

(End of this chapter)