The Snow Tiger Witch glanced toward the eagle eggs. "Go take a look."

With that, he sat down on the sacrificial altar, a smile in his eyes as he watched the Flying Eagle Witch.

A nervous expression suddenly appeared on the Flying Eagle Witch’s gaunt face. He walked forward slowly as dark green witch power materialized, gently enveloping the three eagle eggs.

Sure enough, the abundant Life Force within was unlike anything he had ever felt from a newly hatched egg in the tribe.

He turned back to the Snow Tiger Witch on the altar, ecstatic. "It’s real! It actually... has it..."

Before he could finish, the joyous expression froze on his face.

He then scooped up the three eagle eggs and rushed to the Snow Tiger Witch’s side. "The Life Force is draining away! It’s happening again! Why is this happening?!"

The Snow Tiger Witch, who had been sitting lazily, shot to his feet. As the Flying Eagle Witch rushed to his side with the three eggs, a torrent of azure witch power surged out, once again enveloping them.

This time, he felt it too. The once-thriving Life Force within the eggs was indeed draining away rapidly.

He increased the infusion of witch power. Finally, after a long moment, the draining of Life Force gradually slowed, and then stopped.

Looking at the three eggs, their Life Force now thriving once more, the two witches’ expressions were grim.

The Flying Eagle Witch set the three eggs on the ground and looked at the Snow Tiger Witch. "How much witch power do you have left?"

The Snow Tiger Witch spread his hands and gave a wry smile. "Less than half."

At his words, they both fell silent.

Neither of them knew when the eggs’ Life Force would start draining again, and it would likely take several days for the Snow Tiger Witch’s power to fully recover.

After a moment, the Flying Eagle Witch checked again. The Life Force hadn’t drained in the slightest. Only then did he truly relax.

"It’s not draining."

The Snow Tiger Witch also let out a breath of relief. "Your witch power can’t be infused into them. Out of the four of us, that lion’s witch power has the strongest affinity for Life Force. We should call him back to take a look."

Without hesitating, the Flying Eagle Witch descended from the altar and went to the Flying Eagle Tribe Leader. "Take half the Beastman Warriors and bring back the witch from the Lion Tribe. Tell him we need to see him about a matter concerning the survival of our tribe’s young."

The Flying Eagle Tribe Leader nodded gravely. "I’ll leave at once."

With that, he bowed to the Flying Eagle Witch and then ran quickly toward the cave.

The three eagle eggs were moved to the Snow Tiger Witch’s cave, and the Flying Eagle Witch moved in as well to help guard them.

「Meanwhile, on the back mountain of the Snow Tiger Tribe.」

The rain the witch had predicted stopped by dawn the next day. The surrounding area was a mess, but because the waterproofing on the huts and cellars was so well done, the tribespeople stayed dry and even got a good night’s sleep.

Perhaps the heavy rain during the night had washed away the dark clouds, because the sky was exceptionally clear and the sun was brilliant.

The tribespeople carried the taro out and spread it on the surrounding rocks to dry. Once the damp soil clinging to the tubers was dry, they stored them in the cellars.

The taro from this one patch of land filled more than a dozen cellars.

Wu Yue’s heart filled with satisfaction. ’Just this taro alone will be enough to feed the tribe for quite a while. What a bountiful harvest.’

"Everyone, our work is done! Let’s head down the mountain and go home!"

The males whooped with excitement, but the slaves were somewhat reluctant to leave.

These past few days on the back mountain, they had felt as if they were living like ordinary members of the tribe.