The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 189 - 184: Pottery Making

The night was as dark as ink, deep within the dense forest of Cragfall, the damp air was thick with the stench of decay.

The wind whispered through the treetops, creating a rustling sound, occasionally interspersed with a couple of chilling beast roars, making the pitch-black night all the more eerie.

A few figures took advantage of the cover of night, quietly approaching the Umbraflow at the bottom of the cliff.

The leading Beastman from The Raging Lion Tribe lowered his voice, casting a wary glance at his companions behind him, "Be careful, this place is wickedly strange."

Just as his words fell, the ground beneath loosened suddenly, and a pitch-black snake tail swiftly ensnared the legs of the leading Beastman from The Raging Lion Tribe, dragging him at speed into the venomous waters of Umbraflow.

"Ah..."

A blood-curdling scream instantly pierced the night sky.

The other beastmen had barely reacted when countless ghastly white beast bones erupted from the ground, their hollow eye sockets fixedly "staring" at them.

Terror-stricken, they fled in disarray.

Zeke Veridian stood at the cliff top, his emerald eyes coldly observing the terrified, fleeing beastmen. In the moonlight, his tall silhouette was reminiscent of a specter.

"How many groups has it been? Every day, there’s someone coming to court death."

Zeke’s expression remained icily indifferent, his voice full of mockery.

Malachi Arcanus flicked the blood off his claws, looking disdainful, "These fools actually believe in curses."

Corbin Crowley stepped out of the shadows, his silver eyes narrowing slightly, "Not ruthless enough. Rhys Blackwood, get those skeletons from Umbraflow to dance."

Rhys Blackwood flicked his tail expressionlessly, and a dozen ghastly skeletons emerged from Umbraflow, lining up to begin a tap dance.

The skeletons clattered against each other, resembling a chaotic dance of demons under the moonlight.

"Add a little something more."

Corbin Crowley pulled out some kind of beehive from somewhere and tossed it downward.

Zeke’s eyelids twitched violently, glancing at Corbin Crowley, "When did you swipe the bee..." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He didn’t finish his words.

The enraged poison bees swarmed towards the dancing bones like a dark cloud.

The white bones, tainted by bee venom, sizzled and emitted green smoke, as the distant cries of a Beastman hyena screeched: "The bones... have come to life!"

Three days later, throughout The Lower Domain of the Beast World Continent, rumors spread: The bones at Cragfall gather for a courting dance, snatching unmarried Beastmen to wed in ghostly matrimony.

The Wolf Tribe.

Luna Sutton, clutching her already bulging belly, sat in the cave munching on fruit, listening to Saffron Vance’s animated account, her mouth twitching, "Aren’t these rumors getting skewed?"

Saffron Vance laughed so hard she trembled, "Skewed or not, now even the female members of The Rat Tribe don’t dare go out at night to relieve themselves, fearing the bone demons will take them as cave consorts!"

She spat out a piece of fruit pulp, her mouth twitching, and glanced at Saffron, "And The Salt Lake..."

"Steady as ever."

Saffron placed the cub form of Caleb Manning onto Luna Sutton’s lap, "Here you go, this little ancestor is something else, my few little ones are clearly bigger than he is, yet they’re bullied into what-nots, now they shiver at the sight of him, and those few beast hides I saved for winter have been chewed full of holes, it’s heartbreaking."

After saying this, she poked Caleb Manning’s little head, her voice gritting.

"I’ll pay you ten pieces!"

Luna Sutton burst into laughter, casually pointing at the neatly stacked beast hides in the back basket of the cave, "Go help yourself, but don’t take the ones Corbin Crowley hunted, he’s so stingy, if he finds out, he’ll hang you up on a tree to dry."

Saffron immediately ran to the back basket to rummage through, without turning her head she yelled, "Got it, got it, I wouldn’t dare touch the hides Corbin gave you. But how am I supposed to tell which hides are his? Come help me take a look?"

Luna Sutton glanced over there, "The first basket contains the ones Corbin gave, the second is snake skin from Rhys Blackwood, also not suitable for you, the third basket you may pick from..."

Thinking about how Kian Sterling is also a jealous spirit, she hastily revised her words, "Never mind, you’d better take from the basket in the corner, it’s from my father."

Saffron immediately walked over to the corner basket, picking through the hides while muttering, "Your males are too particular, even the hides have to be sorted into one, two, three."

She selected four mink pelts, three snow rabbit pelts, and three fire fox pelts.

She discovered they were all well-treated, without any odor, soft, and warm, ready for use at home.

Then she glanced at the little guy on Luna Sutton’s lap, unable to resist asking, "Cynthia, where did this tiger cub come from? At first glance, it’s from The Winged Tiger Tribe. You wouldn’t happen to have had a fling with a beastman from The Winged Tiger Tribe, secretly birthing a cub, would you?"

Luna Sutton nearly choked on Saffron’s words, rolling her eyes speechlessly, "This cub was picked up on the way, I felt sorry for him and brought him back to raise."

Saffron poked at the tiger cub’s paw pads, not doubting her words, "In that case, better find a chance to return him to The Winged Tiger Tribe. The Winged Tiger Tribe is very protective of their clan; even without parents, the tribe will raise them till adulthood. You’re due soon too, where will you find the energy to care for this little one?"

Just as she finished speaking.

Caleb Manning’s little claw suddenly slapped onto Saffron’s hand, baring his little tiger teeth fiercely.

Saffron, stunned by the little cub’s swat, looked at the red mark on her hand but wasn’t angry, she just laughed, "Oh, quite the temper!"

She withdrew her hand, picked up the chosen hides, and waved to Luna Sutton, "Alright, I’m off, take care and don’t tire yourself or the cub in your belly. If anything comes up, come find me."

After Saffron Vance left.

Luna Sutton looked at the fluffed-up tiger cub on her knee, and reached out to poke Caleb Manning’s forehead, starting to educate him with a fierce expression:

"Little guy, your courage is really growing, isn’t it? Not only mischievous, but bullying others? If you dare to do that again, beware, I’ll stew you and make tiger meat soup."

"Awoo..."

The little guy nuzzled against her palm, his wet golden pupils showed no sign of fear as he let out a low whimper, as if acting spoiled, or defending himself.

Seeing the little guy’s demeanor, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, unable to keep scolding him.

She ruffled the tiger cub’s head, suddenly remembering the previous pottery project, which halted halfway due to Chloe Callahan’s incident.

She hurried to The Salt Lake, and later stayed there for some time.

Then with The Salt Lake’s secret exposure and dealing with Nolan Sterling, the pottery project was put aside.

Now rumors were spreading everywhere, and every tribe believed Cragfall was cursed by "The Beast God," almost no beastman dared to approach.

It’s not an exaggeration to call it one of the top ten forbidden zones of The Beast World Continent.

The Salt Lake is temporarily safe, freeing her up to tinker with ceramics.

Always using stone pots and bowls isn’t ideal.

"Come on, let’s go play with mud."

She carried Caleb out of the cave, heading to the riverside.

Jago followed behind.

The riverside remained as it was since her last departure.

The semi-finished kiln had dried and set in shape, with several baskets of dug clay piled beside it.

However, the clay had dried out, seeming like it needed to be dug again.

Luna placed Caleb on the ground, letting him play by himself.

She touched the semi-finished kiln, confirmed its structure was stable, and directed Jago to dig clay by the river again.

Although Jago didn’t understand what she was doing, he obediently went to dig clay.

Pregnancy easily fatigued her, so she sat in the tree shade, supervising while molding small bowls from wet clay.

Caleb approached, curiously patting the clay with his paws, she gently tapped his forehead: "Don’t make trouble, I’ll make a small drinking bowl for you later."

Her fingers danced, and moist clay gradually took shape in her palm.

Caleb squatted beside, staring fixatedly at the clay embryo in her hand, the tip of his tail unconsciously swaying in circles with her wrist.

"Watch closely, the bowl bottom needs to be thicker to prevent cracking."

She smoothed the edges with a wooden piece, suddenly noticing a slight warmth in her palm.

Looking down, a faint green glow appeared on the surface of the clay embryo.

Is it the Wood Element Ability?

Her heart stirred, she tried channeling energy into the clay embryo, and the previously rough clay visibly turned fine and smooth.

"This cheat is awesome!"

She excitedly crafted several small bowls, discovering the ability not only accelerated drying, but also made the ceramic texture tighter.

Luna’s fingertips brushed the glowing ceramic embryo, forming a plan in her mind.

If Wood Element Ability can tighten clay texture, maybe it can shorten firing time as well.

She glanced at Jago, who was diligently digging clay, and carefully placed several air-dried small bowl blanks under the tree shade to dry.

Caleb’s paws suddenly pressed into the freshly molded clay embryo, leaving several plum blossom prints.

She instantly got angry, gripping the scruff to lift this little rascal up, his muddy paws clawing in the air: "Awoo..."

"Cause trouble again, and I’ll shove you into the kiln as firewood."

Her fierce reprimand sent the little guy off to the side.

Casually, she shaped the paw-printed clay embryo into a ceramic jar.

Jago happened to return with a load of clay, his hand involuntarily shook upon seeing the formed ceramic jar in her hand.

Previously he wondered why the master wanted to dig mud, but didn’t question, just obeyed.

Only now did he understand the master was crafting pottery.