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Translator: Silavin
*Crackle crackle…*
Yan Jiao carefully advanced while carrying a man in his thirties on his back. A Totem Warrior was leading the way up front. Another Totem Warrior was bringing up the rear to prevent sneak attacks from Ferocious Beasts attracted by the smell of blood.
“Mai Mang, hold on. Focus the Totem Mark towards the wound.” Yan Jiao shouted.
No one expected that while just searching for the plants to make linen, they would encounter a Withered Wood Wolf, an Apex Ferocious Beast among Mix Blood Ferocious Beasts.
A Withered Wood Wolf was a type of wolf without hair on its body. Instead, it had skin similar to withered wood, giving it about 30% more defense than ordinary Ferocious Beasts.
In addition to strong defensive power, it also had stealth. With the withered wood like skin as camouflage, it could normally crouch under grass and trees and wait for prey to take the bait.
Mai Mang was caught off guard and ambushed. If not for the Withered Wood Wolf’s relatively poor agility, perhaps his head would have been bitten off instead of just being clawed in the belly.
*Cough cough…* Mai Mang coughed a few times and weakly said, “Chieftain, I’m afraid I won’t make it.”
He could clearly feel his strength disappearing and his body turning cold. He couldn’t even condense his Totem Mark anymore. He had lost too much blood.
“Don’t talk. Focus your energy on suppressing the wound.” Yan Jiao roared in a low voice.
He was also an experienced Totem Warrior and of course knew that what Mai Mang said was true. With a palm-length wound on the belly, without the treatment of a Shaman Bone Tablet, there was no way to survive.
“Cough cough… Chieftain, if I don’t say it now, there won’t be a chance later.” Mai Mang grinned, but blood dripped from the corners of his mouth onto Yan Jiao’s shoulder.
“We’re almost there. The Shaman will definitely heal you.” Yan Jiao quickened his pace in grief.
“Listen to me. After I die, give my portion of the dried meat to Mai Mao. He should be able to awaken as a Totem Warrior this year.” Mai Mang said, growing weaker and weaker.
Mai Mao, his Son, was twenty-one years old this year.
“Alright, I have high hopes for your Son.” Yan Jiao’s eyes turned red. Another Brother was about to leave.
Amidst the spreading grief,
*Crackle crack…*
Suddenly, three people appeared in their sight. The one leading was Hei Ya, instantly making Yan Jiao and the others wild with joy, thinking Hei Ya had already brought the Shaman Bone Tablet.
“Chieftain, I’m here!” Hei Ya shouted happily.
“Where’s the Shaman Bone Tablet? Hurry and take it out!” Yan Jiao urged.
“Ah? I didn’t bring the Shaman Bone Tablet.” Hei Ya hurriedly shook his head.
“You! You didn’t bring the Shaman Bone Tablet!?” Yan Jiao widened his eyes and glared at Hei Ya, questioning, “If you didn’t bring the Shaman Bone Tablet, what did you come back for!?”
“I brought the Shaman.” Hei Ya stepped aside, revealing Su Bai and Yan Hua who were bent over gasping for breath.
“You, are you deliberately trying to anger me to death!?” Yan Jiao trembled and roared, “Who told you to bring the Shaman here?”
“Alright, scold some more and the person will be gone.” Su Bai straightened his waist and spoke up.
“Shaman, did you bring a Shaman Bone Tablet?” Yan Jiao hurriedly suppressed his anger and asked expectantly, “Mai Mang needs treatment from a Shaman Bone Tablet now. His wound is too severe.”
“No.” Su Bai shook his head.
“…” Yan Jiao blinked and asked hesitantly, “Shaman, you also didn’t bring a Shaman Bone Tablet?”
“That’s right.” Su Bai nodded affirmatively.
“Arghhh…” Yan Jiao instantly felt like he wanted to scream into a hole. He turned his head and glared at Hei Ya, having the urge to activate his Totem Mark to beat him up.
“Put him down. I’ll take a look at his wounds.” Su Bai shouted.
“Shaman, we need to hurry back to the Tribe to get a Shaman Bone Tablet now. With Mai Mang’s wounds, it can’t be delayed.” Yan Jiao hoarsely replied.
“If you want to save him, hurry up and put him down.” Su Bai said, becoming even calmer.
“Without a Shaman Bone Tablet, how can we save…” Before Yan Jiao could say more, Hei Ya had already rushed over and helped lay Mai Mang on the ground.
“It’s really severe.” Su Bai looked at Mai Mang, who had already fainted. The animal hide wrapping his abdomen had already turned red, so one could imagine how much blood had flowed out.
He reached out and felt Mai Mang’s neck, feeling a faint pulse. This indicated the person wasn’t dead yet.
“Take off the animal hide.” Su Bai raised his head and instructed Yan Jiao, “I’m going to start the treatment.”
“Understood.” Yan Jiao hurriedly squatted down. After hesitating for a moment, he tore open the animal hide on Mai Mang’s abdomen.
A hideous palm-length wound was displayed, oozing blood. One could vaguely see his intestines.
“Heal!” Suppressing the urge to vomit, Su Bai spread open his palms towards the wound on Mai Mang’s abdomen and activated his Heal Skill.
Instantly, his palms emitted a verdant light, enveloping the wound like spring rain, making one feel refreshed upon seeing it.
“This, this is a Shaman Technique?” Yan Jiao widened his eyes, looking at the green light in disbelief. [Wasn’t it said that learning Shaman Techniques is very difficult? That it would take at least thirty days? Old Shaman, you lied to me! Clearly it can be done in a day!]
“Chieftain, you actually lied to me, even saying it would take the Shaman at least thirty days to learn Shaman Techniques.” Hei Ya said resentfully.
*Cough cough…* Yan Jiao coughed in embarrassment.
“So this is a Shaman Technique?” Yan Hua’s red eyes stared intently at the verdant light. She miraculously found that the wound on Mai Mang’s abdomen was slowly healing. Although the speed was a bit slow, it was nevertheless still healing.
Five seconds later, the verdant light disappeared.
“Phew…” Su Bai looked at the wound on Mai Mang’s abdomen. There was still half a palm’s size left. A single Heal lasted only for five seconds, mainly because the wound was too large. If it was an ordinary wound, it would have healed long ago.
He used Heal again and the verdant light appeared once more. Mai Mang’s wound was once again slowly healing.
Only after using Heal three times in a row did Mai Mang’s wound fully heal.
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