After the shapeshifters died in the swamp in the north, the shapeshifters in the south also began to die.
The reason was still unknown.
An entire tribe lost its members in just one night.
âLeader...â
âLeader, what should we do?â
The boar tribeâs shapeshifters surrounded the boar leader and were all very anxious. The bison tribe which was the nearest to them also got wiped out yesterday.
The troubled tribes gradually spread from the north, so the next would be their boar tribe.
The boar leader had a headache due to the chaos. âDonât yell, be quiet.â
The shapeshifters shut up immediately.
The boar leader frowned heavily. âPack up your things and weâll leave.â
So many tribes died for no reason. No matter if it was the beast godâs punishment or the witcher spirit, they were only common shapeshifters and stood in a disadvantageous position; they couldnât face these mysterious powers.
The boar leader had always been a piggy piggy that understood the times. He took leave without delay.
But when the boar leader walked to the tribeâs gate with his family and clansmen, a female came over to him alone.
âHu Jiu?â
The boar leader felt strange.
Why is she here?
Hu Jiu walked closer gradually. The animal skin on her only covered her private parts, and while she walked, there was skin showing constantly, attracting their eyes inadvertently.
âWhere are you going?â Hu Jiuâs voice was soft and tempting, accompanied by an enchanting smile.
Facing a beautiful female, it would be hard for males not to be affected.
But at this moment, even though Hu Jiu was so enchanting, the boar leader wasnât in the mood to look at her twice.
âHu Jiu, what are you doing here?â
Hu Jiu moved her enchanting eyes. âYou havenât answered my question.â
The boar leader frowned.
That miss of the peacock tribe didnât like this Hu Jiu, so as a shapeshifter who always understood the times, the boar leader didnât want to have much contact with Hu Jiu.
But Hu Jiu didnât seem right at this moment...
âWeâre leaving this place. Donât you know what happened recently?â The boar leader offered a quick answer then.
âIâm afraid you canât leave here...â
Hu Jiu continued walking forward. The boar leader sensed that there was danger, but it came too late.
âCome here.â
Hu Jiu waved at him.
The clansmen behind him acted like they had been bewitched and walked up to Hu Jiu stiffly.
âHu Jiu! What have you done to them?â the boar leader roared. He wanted to stop the clansmen, but they just crowded toward Hu Jiu without noticing anything else.
âItâs their honor to offer tribute to me.â Hu Jiu grabbed the first shapeshifter that came close to her, still wearing an enchanting smile. But her voice became deep and hoarse. âYou should also come here.â
It was like the boar leaderâs body was suddenly controlled and began to move toward Hu Jiu along with the other clansmen.
His brain also became gradually blank.
Something is not right...
I canât let her control me.
...
The shapeshifter tribes in the north didnât know Hu Jiu, but the tribes in the south did.
Some of the shapeshifters got lucky and ran away, so the news that Hu Jiu was the murderer spread gradually.
Then Hu Jiu began to hunt and kill everywhere. Whoever was unlucky would meet her.
No place seemed safe at the moment.
Only the peacock tribeâs valley, and that valley... It was like a bastion of iron that no one could enter.
Someone unknown spread the news, so soon there were many shapeshifters gathering outside the peacock tribeâs valley.
The tribe they once detested and designated as a witcher spiritâs domain was now their hope.
The valley was large enough to hold these shapeshifters.
But the problem was...
Ming Shu didnât tell them how to let the shapeshifters outside in when she left.
âWen Nuan...â Ming Zhe looked at Wen Nuan. âWhat should we do?â
Wen Nuan bit her lip and revealed a worried look. âI donât know, either. If Hu Jiu knows the shapeshifters are gathering here, she will come and kill them, right?â
Ming Zhe pondered for a while. âI... I could go and persuade them to leave?â
But when Ming Zhe went out, those shapeshifters just begged him to let them in when they heard his words.
âI really donât know how to let you in. Our leader is not here.â Ming Zhe told them the truth.
He indeed didnât know how to let these people in.
âYou canât just fold your hands and watch us die. Let us in.â
âMing Zhe, our tribe has never offended you, please let us in.â
âAs long as you let us in, weâll listen to you in the future.â
âMing Zhe...â
At first it was praying and begging, and in the end it became roaring.
Ming Zhe stepped back, and looking at the hideous faces in front of him, he swallowed with difficulty.
More and more shapeshifters came to gather outside the valley.
They threw their bodies against the invisible shield constantly.
But the shield was as solid as rock, and it didnât work even a little, although they flung themselves to the point of dizziness.
Little Beastie lay on the cliff of the valley, playing with a stone in its paws and looking at the shapeshifters below with its black, gem-like eyes.
It rolled the stone between its paws. Then suddenly, Little Beastie raised its head.
âHu Jiu is coming!â
The shapeshiftersâ horrified screams sounded.
In the distance, Hu Jiu came over, stepping on the setting sun, surrounded by floating black qi, which brought out her treacherous and gloomy appearance.
So disgusting.
Little Beastie disliked it very much.
âSheâs not Hu Jiu... Sheâs the witcher spirit!â
âWitcher spirit... Ahh...â
The tragic voices coming from below didnât affect Little Beastie. It turned over the stone with its little paw, and its expression resembled so much the ambivalence that Ming Shu occasionally showed, looking at the slaughter below silently.
The peacock tribeâs shapeshifters in the valley huddled in groups and couldnât hide the horror on the faces.
Why did Hu Jiu become like this?
Would she come in and kill them after killing all the shapeshifters outside?
Why hadnât the leader come back?
âHu Jiu, clear your eyes and see who I am!â The black dog leader was somehow mixed in the procession and was now caught by Hu Jiu, so he roared in a hoarse voice.
âOf course I know who you are,â Hu Jiu said, âbut I donât need you anymore. As long as I kill you all, Iâll be able to get out.â
The black dog leaderâs eyes widened. âYou... Youâre...ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The witcher spirit.
She was not Hu Jiu... She was the witcher spirit.
But why did it become like this?
Where was Hu Jiu?
âYou canât kill me. Iâve been doing things for you.â When the black dog leader felt it was too dangerous, he immediately shouted aloud, âLord Witcher Spirit, you canât kill me.â
Hu Jiu seemed to have thought of something. âOkay, actually youâre of some use.â
She threw the black dog leader away and floated to the shapeshifters nearby.
The black dog leader lay on the ground and gasped heavily.
He was almost killed.
The shapeshifters werenât a match for Hu Jiu at all. This was the witcher spiritâs power, and it was not even the witcher spiritâs full power.
After having killed all the shapeshifters outside the valley, Hu Jiu looked inside.
She wanted to get in and kill the shapeshifters inside as well.
But when she walked closer to the valley, she would be bounced off by some invisible force.
Hu Jiu sensed something was not right when she couldnât enter the valley, so she gave up.
She had had enough power now... When it came out, it wouldnât be too late to kill these shapeshifters then.
Hu Jiu caught the black dog leader and left in the direction of the beast godâs mountain.