Chapter 371: How come it's not our tribe?

Don't judge me by my age; I'm not stupid, I would never say such a blunt truth.

Just as Xuehu Wu was being forced by several shamans from the tribes to sweat on his head, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang came in from outside, humming a little tune in good spirits.

The moment he saw Wu Yue, the old Xuehu Wu almost burst into tears, "You little bastard, you finally came back! I'm about to be screwed by you!"

On his withered old face he forced out a semblance of a kind smile: "Yue, quickly tell the shamans where that salt comes from!"

The three shamans, upon hearing Xuehu Wu say that, instantly fixed their sharp gazes on Wu Yue.

Wu Yue, who was humming that little song, almost bit her tongue: "Um… hehe!"

What the heck with that "hehe"! Speak properly!

The three shamans were extremely anxious, scratching their chests in worry, but this old fogey Xuehu Wu had been silent for ages, not giving any explanation; now someone finally gave an answer, so of course they're beside themselves with anxiety.

Wu Yue hehe-laughed and took out a stone pot from behind her: "I boiled it with water."

Boiled with water?

Water can boil out salt? You think we three are idiots?

Seeing their expression that said "you're lying to me", Wu Yue hehe-laughed and took out a few chunks of coarse salt from her side pack, throwing them into the stone pot: "I thought the shamans wouldn't believe me, so I brought some coarse salt."

Whether we can boil out such pure salt, you'll see for yourselves.

The stone pot with the coarse salt chunks was placed on the outdoor stove; around it sat several shamans, all intently watching the changes of the salt in the pot.

As Wu Yue stirred, the coarse salt in the stone pot gradually melted, turning into a pot of somewhat cloudy salt water.

"Is this the pure salt?"

The Black Wolf Shaman looked at Wu Yue with suspicion.

Wu Yue hehe-laughed: "This is just the first step."

Yuan Lang took the stone pot from the stove, and placed another clean stone pot on the ground beside it, though this stone pot still had a grass mat covering it.

He then poured the salt water from the stone pot back and forth into the new stone pot covered with the grass mat several times, until Wu Yue said it was enough, after which he put the remaining salt water back on the stove to simmer.

As the simmering time increased, the salt water in the stone pot gradually decreased; just as the three shamans were about to fall asleep, Wu Yue's cheerful voice came from beside them: "Done."

The Black Wolf Shaman was the first to perk up and look; he saw that a layer of very crystalline salt had already appeared at the bottom of the pot, faintly bluish, very beautiful.

Exactly the same as the salt previously poured out by the Beastman Warrior from the bamboo jar.

"It's actually boiled out!"

The Falcon Shaman looked at the salt at the pot's bottom, murmuring softly.

Xuehu Wu's grin stretched almost to his ears: "How about that, I didn't lie to you, right? The shaman disciple I picked out is naturally the best."

Before he could finish his smugness, the Black Wolf Shaman, face black as ink, jumped up from his small stool, strode over to Xuehu Wu and let out a low growl: "Your salt is just boiled from coarse salt, what were you just bragging about getting it from the Water Mountain Tribe?!"

After the Black Wolf Shaman said that, the Falcon Shaman and the Fierce Lion Shaman's faces also darkened.

Xuehu Wu gave a dry, hehe laugh: "Well, this is definitely for the future of our Polar Forest. Come on, let's go inside to talk; speaking here we risk being heard by those shameless folks of the Chiyan Pingyuan."

While coaxing the three old fellows, he turned his head and pursed his lips at Wu Yue: "You brat, come in too."

Hurry up and come in, I can't bear it alone!

Amused by the shamans' meaningful glances, Wu Yue also followed behind the big shots and walked inside.

"Yue, you just said that before the altar; do you have any ideas?"

Before the three shamans could speak, Xuehu Wu directly asked Wu Yue.

I saw the little female nod seriously: "I went along with the Beastman Warriors when they hunted the ferocious beasts for their crystal cores; I don't know why, but now all the ferocious beasts in the deep forest have migrated outward."

Even on the outskirts of the deep forest, one can encounter extremely powerful mid-level ferocious beasts, making our hunt for crystal cores even harder.

But those Chiyan Pingyuan tribes merely let us pass through their territory, yet they demand so many crystal cores from us.

This year they even want to increase the number of crystal cores.

The reason they dare to do this is because our Polar Forest tribes want to exchange salt, so we can only go through Chiyan Pingyuan to reach the seaside tribes.

But what if now another tribe appears that can exchange salt with us without needing to go through Chiyan Pingyuan?

"If that's the case, the Scorpion Tribe and the Rock Salt Tribe wouldn't dare to increase their crystal core demands!" the Falcon Shaman exclaimed, eyes lighting up.

"Exactly, we must not let them increase their crystal core numbers; we also need to reduce our crystal core numbers, so we can't let these Chiyan Pingyuan tribes grow strong."

Our Polar Forest borders Chiyan Pingyuan; if they become strong, all the crystal cores we painstakingly obtain will go to upgrading their Beastman Warriors.

If the Chiyan Pingyuan tribes wait until our tribe becomes strong enough, they'll simply take over our Polar Forest territory, and then I could hunt as many crystal cores as I want myself.

The four shamans naturally understand this; over the years they've also been controlling the amount of crystal cores taught to the Chiyan Pingyuan tribes, but those tribes lacking crystal cores can still upgrade using shaman medicine.

The Polar Forest tribes cannot survive without salt; that is their weakness.

"The method for producing this pure salt is known only to us; we must keep it secret, so the Chiyan Pingyuan tribes won't doubt our earlier words; then, if the shamans act nonchalantly, this will surely succeed."

Even if the Chiyan Pingyuan tribes wanted to seize our Polar Forest territory, lacking enough crystal cores to upgrade their Beastman Warriors, they could only wait.

After Wu Yue finished speaking, the Falcon Shaman, Black Wolf Shaman, and Fierce Lion Shaman looked at Xuehu Wu with eyes full of envy and jealousy.

Why isn't such a clever little female from their tribe?

Could it be that even the Beast God favors the thick-skinned Xuehu Wu, this old fool?

Xuehu Wu: "..."

Jealousy is jealousy; don't go launching personal attacks at the drop of a hat!

The small meeting of the Polar Forest Four Great Tribes ended, reaching unanimity on the matter of crystal core exchange.

The next day, the people of the Scorpion Tribe and the Rock Salt Tribe were again invited to the clearing below the altar, but this time they clearly felt the dominance of the Polar Forest Four Great Tribes.

They not only no longer yielded, but also put forward a request to reduce the amount of crystal cores provided to them, explicitly stating they wanted to use them to exchange with another tribe that possessed salt.