Tribe Food Shortage, The Iron Fist of Love

For several days in a row, Feng Hen shamelessly went to provoke Wu Zhan.

Wu Zhan couldn't hold back any longer, so he fought with Feng Hen. Both of them restrained themselves from using magic power and instead relied on their physical strength to exchange punches and kicks.

Then they both ended up with bruises and black eyes from fighting. Physically, both had inherited superior genes from their respective races, making them almost evenly matched...

Well, Feng Hen is, after all, a purebred Qilin Clan, so his genes are actually stronger.

However, in terms of physique, Feng Hen is clearly at a disadvantage.

Therefore, in this battle, Feng Hen suffered a slight loss, while Wu Zhan temporarily gained the upper hand.

However, Feng Hen was a bit cheeky by nature, and Wu Chu was happy to see him suffer a little. He would provoke others for no reason and then get beaten up. Didn't he deserve it?

Wu Chu wouldn't stand up for him or defend him.

Wu Zhan couldn't resist running over to Wu Chu and saying, "I can work too."

Wu Chu nodded. "Okay, the firewood in the kitchen is almost gone. You can go to the forest over there and bring back some dry wood to chop..."

Wu Chu pointed to the mountain peak where the Azure Dragon once hung. After the giant trees on that mountain were destroyed several times, a lot of dead wood was piled up at the foot of the mountain, which was just right for firewood.

As he spoke, Wu Chu tossed him a very ordinary axe, "Can you chop wood?"

Wu Zhan stood there in a daze, holding his axe; clearly, he had never chopped firewood before.

"Little Moon Spirit, send Little Flower Fairies to follow him and give him some pointers. The legitimate son of the dignified Sea Serpent Clan can't even chop wood. He's a disgrace to the python clan!"

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Wu Zhan wanted to slap himself. As the legitimate son of the dignified Sea Serpent Clan, he actually couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food and went to chop wood for others. What a disgrace to the python clan!

However, thinking of the delicious food and the disgusting, despicable face of that dead Qilin Clan, he gritted his teeth, gripped the axe handle, and chose to endure it.

And so, the rare scene of the Qilin Clan weeding and the Black Flood Dragon chopping firewood was silently recorded by Wu Chu with his mobile phone.

Wu Chu sincerely wishes them a bright and promising future!

Time flies, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

This timeframe has far exceeded Wu Chu's expectations; it no longer seems like a mutual probing, but rather a localized major battle.

However, in terms of the Primordial World of time, a few years is not a long time at all. Compared to the tens of thousands of years that the Three Clans Purge Ten Thousand Clans, it is like the blink of an eye.

But for the Houtu Tribe, who lived by the Great River, these few years were an incredibly long time. For them, who had a certain need for food, this period was arguably the most difficult. Because during the conflict between the two tribes, they also had to find ways to fill their stomachs.

They had some stored grain before, so they weren't worried. But as time went by, Yu and Kua, along with Yi and several other members of their clan, appeared at Purple Jade Mountain.

Over the years, apart from Kua and Yi, not many other Witch Clan Warrior have come to Purple Jade Mountain. This was instructed by Houtu not to let them disturb Wu Chu's cultivation.

As for Kua and Yi, both Wu Chu treated them as friends, Houtu didn't restrict them.

Wu Chu activated the formation, bringing them to the Summit of the Sacred Tree. He asked, "It seems nothing's happened at the tribe's place! Why did you all come here?"

After all, the great battle outside was still ongoing. Although the floodwaters had receded considerably, at least the floodwaters were no longer visible at the edge of Purple Jade Mountain in Wu Chu.

However, the vast expanse of mountains and rivers stretching for tens of thousands of miles along both sides of the Great River remains a vast wetland.

Giant beasts frequently engage in fierce battles across this marshland. Faced with this situation, Lady Houtu needs to stay behind to oversee the Houtu, so she had no choice but to send them here.

After learning about their needs, Wu Chu asked Little Moon Spirit, "Is there any meat left from that giant sheep at the Taiyi Realm?"

Little Moon Spirit nodded, "There's still a little bit left!"

"Give them to them first!"

Upon hearing this, Kua said, "Senior A Chu, there are plenty of prey in your Purple Jade Mountain. We can just go and hunt some to bring back. We don't need such high-grade flesh and blood."

Wu Chu shook his head and said, "Given the appetite of your tribe, ordinary food wouldn't last you long. If you were allowed to hunt freely, I don't know how many creatures you would have to kill! Anyway, we've already eaten that giant sheep for quite some time, so you can have the rest!"

Yu bowed to Wu Chu and said, "Thank you for your help, Brother A Chu!"

Yi pouted and said, "Actually, there are many giant beast corpses to collect on the battlefield, but our leader won't let us enter. A Chu, why don't you go with the leader... Ouch! Why did you hit me?" Yi turned his head and glared at his father, Yu, indignantly.

Yu Shishi calmly withdrew her fist. This iron fist of love almost made Wu Chu laugh out loud. Little Moon Spirit and the Little Fox covered their mouths, turned their heads away, and shrugged their little shoulders. The Little Flower Fairies in the tree also giggled and disappeared into the canopy.

Feng Hen and Wu Zhan also breathed a sigh of relief, but stared at Yi.

Wu Chu coughed lightly and smiled, "Your leader didn't allow you to enter the battlefield because he didn't want the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan to misunderstand. Besides, you're taking their corpses back to eat; how can they accept that? They'll definitely fight you to the death!"

Upon hearing this, the other Witch Clan Warrior nodded in agreement.

After a pause, Wu Chu looked at Little Moon Spirit and said, "Little Moon Spirit, leave enough of the Five-Colored Rice in the warehouse for the Little Flower Fairies to eat, and give the rest to them to take back."

At this moment, Yi rubbed his head and asked, "A Chu, are there any more Watermelon? I haven't eaten one in a long time. The tribe doesn't grow enough for everyone."

Bang...

As a result, Yi received another lesson from Yu Na'ai, squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, crying out, "I told you not to go out with him, but you insisted..."

The Witch Clan Warrior chuckled foolishly, crossed their arms, and said with a grin, "Going out with Brother Yu is safe! This is a different story than usual."

Wu Chu couldn't help but burst into laughter, turning to a Little Flower Fairies and calling out, "Fei'er, go to the warehouse and fetch a few big Watermelon to chill." Then he turned to the others, "Everyone, come inside and sit down. Since you're here, eat first before going back, and tell me about the tribe while you're at it."

After everyone was seated, Wu Chu asked, "Is your chief alright? Has the tribe suffered any damage?"

Yu shook his head and said, "With the help of Brother A Chu's Spirit Root, the tribe suffered no losses. It's just that the chief must stay in the tribe and cannot leave for the time being; otherwise, there would be no need for us to come."

Kua took a sip of wine and said, "It's just that everyone is stuck in the tribe and can't go out, which is really boring. Even when we spar, we can't go all out, afraid of accidentally breaking the earth or damaging the Guardian Formation's Guardian Formation and depleting its energy."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Have you forgotten about the game 'Beast Brawl'? If you don't like Beast Brawl, I still have Mahjong dice here!"

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