Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

The high priest saw Yao Li enter but did not speak, continuing his divination.

Yao Li wasn't in a hurry and sat quietly to the side.

The high priest was different from the orcs in the tribe; he could truly communicate with the heavens and was full of wisdom.

The three bone coins were opened one by one, and the high priest, by the light of the fire, carefully studied the bamboo slips that had been passed down before.

Yao Li: "High Priest, what was the result?"

The high priest was a tiger-beast that had lived for over a hundred years. In human form, his hair and beard were all white, and even the stripes on his ears were mixed with some white fur.

"Li, you don't even know what I'm asking, so don't be curious."

Yao Li blushed at the words, "Yes, High Priest."

The high priest finished his divination and put away the bone coins, which were extremely valuable as they belonged to the previous high priest who had overseen the bone mill.

High Priest: "Yao Li, did you come to see me about Man?"

Yao Li was surprised that the High Priest knew everything. She nodded and said, "Yes, High Priest, please advise me on what to do?"

The high priest sighed; he had misjudged the situation.

Seeing that Yao Li was the darling of the world, they turned a blind eye to what Yao Li did and did not interfere when Man was framed and bullied.

Now Man is coming back, and he's going to take revenge on the tribe and Yao Li with his rage.

High Priest: "Do what needs to be done, and Heaven will show you the way."

"High Priest, Man will retaliate against the tribe."

The high priest shook his head and closed his eyes, indicating that he did not want to listen.

Since arriving in the Beast World, Yao Li has been living a smooth and successful life, and she is quite dissatisfied with the High Priest's attitude.

This old geezer thinks he's something special just because he knows a little bit. An orc is an orc, and he'll never become a human.

Yao Li didn't want to make a fool of herself, so she sat for a while and then slowly left.

She came to see the High Priest's attitude, and now she can act recklessly.

After Yao Li left, the high priest slowly opened his eyes. He needed to prepare for his long journey.

Some things require divine intervention. Since there is already a darling of the world, why is it necessary to have another soul with great fortune?

He couldn't even see the future of that soul; all he could see was a vast expanse of white.

The powerful aura of fortune blocked anyone who wanted to pry into it; if one tried to explore by force, only others would get hurt.

The high priest sighed softly. If he hadn't pushed Man so hard back then, perhaps none of this would have happened.

May the Beast God bless the Tiger Tribe, just as before.

Xiong Bufan had no idea what the High Priest was thinking. She had just finished eating, and it was getting dark. She needed to find a place to stay.

The witch's hands ached from grilling the meat skewers; how could any beast eat so much?

They lived together, and Wu was a little afraid that Xiong Bufan might eat him when he was extremely hungry.

Therefore, Xiong Bufan can only store up food in the summer and autumn so that he won't go hungry in the winter.

Wu rubbed his aching wrist. "Xiong Bufan, where are you going next?"

"Go back to my cave and sleep."

Witch: "Weren't you kicked out? Why don't you come sleep in my cave with me?"

Xiong Bufan kicked Wu aside, saying, "I knew it, you're after my good looks."

I won't let you have your way.

Wu rolled twice on the ground before getting up. He really hoped that Xiong Bufan could look in the mirror, so that he wouldn't have such confidence.

The value of a beast lies in its self-awareness.

Wu suggested, "Xiong Bufan, let's go to the river to wash our faces, otherwise we'll smell bad."

Xiong Bufan: "I didn't expect you to be so clean. Go wash your face."

The two orcs arrived at the riverbank. Xiong Bufan jumped into the river, threw two large fish up, and then began to wash his face.

The witch's tail was in the water, and she cupped her hands in the water, washing her face little by little.

The reflection of herself shows her with less hair, but it doesn't detract from her beauty at all; in fact, it makes her appear even stronger.

Wu looked at Xiong Bufan and saw that she was splashing around in the water, oblivious to the ugly reflection in the water.

Looking at Wu's expression, Kongkong could only conclude that he knew nothing about Xiong Bufan.

Those who say she's ugly are blind, and those who say she's beautiful are lying. If you want Xiong Bufan to feel inferior, you might have to wait tens of thousands of years.

Xiong Bufan looked at Wu and threw the water at him, "Why are you looking at me like that? You ugly freak who can't even get clean in a bath."

"Are you beautiful?" The words were on the tip of Wu's tongue, but she didn't dare to say them. It wasn't that she was afraid of being beaten, but that she was afraid of damaging the females' self-confidence.

Xiong Bufan picked up a fish and tossed it over, saying, "Speak."

Wu dodged the fish that Xiong Bufan threw at her, picked it up, washed it, and swallowed it directly into her mouth. "You're the most beautiful. I'm stunned."

"You liar, you should say I have a beautiful soul." With that, Xiong Bufan tossed another fish over.

This time, instead of throwing it in the shaman's face, I threw it next to him, as if I were treating him to fish.

The witch picked up the fish, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it up, and ate it all. A little blood and fish scales were left at the corner of her mouth, but she licked them clean with her forked tongue.

The setting sun dyed the river water gold, and Xiong Bufan slowly climbed ashore amidst the shimmering gold light.

Xiong Bufan: "Witch, are there bears in this world?"

What is a bear?

"A race that is intelligent, powerful, kind, and good at business."

Wu had reason to suspect that Xiong Bufan was talking nonsense and praising himself in a roundabout way, but he still said sincerely, "No."

"Alright, get up. I'll take you to find a good place to stay."

"it is good."

Following the original owner's memories, Xiong Bufan slowly returned to the original owner's residence.

This is a stone cave on the sunny side. There is a door made of wood at the entrance, and there is a campfire pit inside. The original owner used to often cook meat there.

At the very back of the cave was a bed made of dry grass. The original owner was very meticulous; the grass used to make the bed was woven into a mat, and the quilt was made of many straws tied together evenly and neatly placed beside the bed.

Xiong Bufan hadn't slept on thatch for a long time, so he lay down without hesitation.

The thatched bed was just as comfortable as I had imagined. Although it wasn't as soft as a cotton quilt, it was the closest I had to my old home in the mountains.

Xiong Bufan didn't need to conjure a cave in the space, as this place was already a cave.

Wu didn't understand why Xiong Bufan liked thatched beds so much, and tentatively tried to sit on one.

As a result, Xiong Bufan kicked him aside, saying, "Get out of my way, you're my bed." He then pointed to the fire pit that the original owner had burned.

"Oh."

Like Cinderella, the witch slowly climbed onto the ashes.

His face is just too perfect; it always feels like he's shooting a fashion editorial.

Xiong Bufan disliked those who were more attractive than himself, so he didn't attack the witch.

He simply turned his back to the shaman and slowly drifted off to sleep, hoping that there were bears in this world.

What needs to be done tomorrow, will be done tomorrow; what needs to be done today has already been done.