Chapter 525: Silk?

The medicine shaman blinked: "Missing herbs?"

It turned out that the reason the seasoning couldn't be exchanged was this; thinking of his own earlier bad guess, he couldn't help feeling a bit guilty.

He quickly regained his enthusiasm: "Wu Yue, I really like this powder called seasoning; I want to take some back to the tribe. I don't know when you can gather enough herbs and fruits to make it."

Seeing the sincerity in the medicine shaman's eyes, Wu Yue smiled: "The time can't be fixed, but once we have enough herbs and fruits, I can have it ready before the shaman leaves, and I'll have the beastman warrior notify you."

The medicine shaman, though regretful, also knew there was nothing to be done; he could only glance at her with a wronged look, then nod: "Alright, definitely remember to leave some for me, the more the better. If I leave, you also need to leave some for me, and I'll have the beastfolk come over to exchange after a while."

Wu Yue raised an eyebrow at the words: "So they want to treat the seasoning exchange as a long-term trade, huh."

The medicine shaman's lips curled in a smug arc, glancing at the beastman warrior standing behind: "Bring my shaman robe over."

The beastman warriors all looked shocked at their own shaman; that was the robe allocated by the Great Shaman to the tribe's shamans, each shaman only had one, very precious—could the Shaman Sir be intending to give this precious shaman robe to the little tribe's shaman?

Although he felt doubtful, he dared not disobey the shaman's order; he turned and fetched a beast-skin-wrapped package from where items were stored: "Shaman, here is your robe."

The medicine shaman glanced at Wu Yue's clothing, his brows and eyes full of pride, he hehe-laughed as he took the package from the beastman's hands and carefully opened it: "Wu Yue, take a look at how my shaman robe is."

In fact, the moment he opened the beast-skin package, Wu Yue was already a bit surprised: "This is..."

The medicine shaman carefully took out the shaman robe, then slowly rose to his feet; the robe unfurled like flowing water, and despite having been folded all along, it actually had not a single crease.

On the surface it looked very similar to the silk of his previous life, yet there were also significant differences.

But...

Seeing the medicine shaman's undisguised smugness on his face, Wu Yue felt she couldn't let this little old man swagger in front of her; she needed to let him know the cruelty of society.

So she feigned doubt: "Is this shaman robe made of precious silk?"

Precious silk?

What the heck?

Not only the medicine shaman, but even everyone in the cave couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock, each staring in disbelief at Wu Yue sitting on the beast-skin mat.

"You... have you seen such a shaman robe before?"

The medicine shaman only felt his whole self was off; clearly even the Great Shaman finds it hard to come by this precious item, so why does this little female shaman from a backwater place know about it?

The smugness he had just shown vanished completely in an instant.

But thinking of how much their Great Shaman treasures the material used to make shaman robes, he still couldn't believe Wu Yue would know about the robe, and couldn't help but glance at her with a doubtful look.

Wu Yue hehe-laughed: "I just feel it's similar to the silk I've seen before, but I'm not sure if it is; coincidentally I have some silk here, take a look."

As soon as his words fell, he called out to his own Tongzi: "Dog System, hurry up and come out, we're about to show off, get the props ready!"