Chapter 566: First Hearing of the Snow Moon Tribe Trade Fair

The news that the Snow Moon Tribe had a totem pole quickly spread throughout Linhe Forest; not only the Dong Sang and Ma Ji tribes, which were on good terms with the Snow Moon Tribe, but even the Sen tribal chief came over with a pile of animal hides, thick‑skinned, to ask to see the totem pole.

The Dong Sang tribal chief looked at the totem pole before him, exchanged a glance with the Ma Ji tribal chief beside him, and both saw emotion in each other's eyes.

They kept fighting over the competition slots, hoping to gain either a breakthrough chance or a chance to exchange the totem pole.

But compared to the Snow Moon Tribe, which had only just settled in this forest, they were… ah… tears of disappointment flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Wu Yue, do you still have that barbecue seasoning?"

The Dong Sang tribal chief rubbed his hands, asking sheepishly.

When eating those barbecued meats that were charred black outside and still had blood streaks inside, the bitter‑tasting barbecue meat even gave him an inexplicable sense of pride.

But ever since eating the roasted meat made by Shaman Yue, especially after sprinkling that barbecue seasoning…

The Dong Sang tribal chief thought, and instantly his face fell like a puppy's; now, whenever he ate the old food, he felt utterly wronged.

As for using those seasonings to curry favor with the Vine Tribe…

The Dong Sang tribal chief said, "I don't even have enough for myself; where would I get extra to give to others? What a wasteful idea thought up by some good‑for‑nothing."

Upon hearing the Dong Sang tribal chief's inquiry, the Ma Ji tribal chief's eyes also lit up amazingly; he immediately put on a pleading face and said, "Shaman Yue, I want some too."

Meanwhile, the Sen tribal chief, who stubbornly refused to leave with a thick‑skinned face, merely gave the two chiefs a silent glance, lowered his eyes, and continued to sit quietly.

Wu Yue glanced coolly at the silently sitting Sen tribal chief in the corner, then turned and smiled, saying, "I've made some of this seasoning recently, but I can't trade it to you now."

The two chiefs grew anxious: "We're willing to offer more items in exchange."

Wu Yue continued to shake her head with a smile: "I'm talking about now; actually, even if you don't come today, I'll send my people to visit you later."

Saying this, she stood up: "Come with me."

Having said that, she walked toward the outside.

The Dong Sang and Ma Ji tribal chiefs hurriedly rose and followed.

Watching the three depart, the Sen tribal chief pursed his lips and still followed, though his wrinkled face looked ever more fierce.

Several people followed Wu Yue to an open space in the Snow Moon Tribe.

This was the long grassland previously cleared by the Wu Ke Tribe.

But now the grassland no longer had grass taller than a beastfolk; instead, small open‑front houses stood, with a long stone‑slab table in front, and the house‑table pairs were arranged back‑to‑back, looking very neat.

"Shaman Yue, is this… where your tribe's people live?"

The Ma Ji tribal chief gazed covetously at these houses, which were far more comfortable than the stone houses of the super tribe!

Shaman Yue shook her head with a smile: "This isn't for living; it's for trading."

"A trading place? Is it like the gatherings we organized before?"

Wu Yue nodded: "Yes, our tribe will place some items on these stone tables for exchange; it will be held monthly, any tribe can come participate, and they can also trade goods for the right to use a stall, placing their own tribe's items on the stall."

The three chiefs' eyes lit up hearing that; this way they could come to the Snow Moon Tribe each month to exchange whatever they wanted, as long as they had something to offer.

Sure enough, Shaman Yue's next sentence confirmed their guess: "Any seasoning or other item you need can be exchanged at the trade fair."

"Shaman Yue, I don't know if our tribe can participate in this trade fair."

Just then, the Sen tribal chief, who had been acting as an invisible person, spoke up to ask.

Shaman Yue smiled faintly: "Of course, but if you participate in our tribe's trade fair, you must follow our rules; if anything like the previous tribal gatherings happens again, our tribe will also send beastman warriors to retrieve the seized items."

Of course, once outside our tribe's territory, we won't intervene.

Upon hearing this, the peoples of the three tribes felt their primordial spirits flicker.

The quickest way to accumulate is naturally to seize without paying any cost.

Seeing their looks, Yuan Lang beside them curled the corner of his mouth, as if he had found something for the tribe's males to do again.

With less than twenty days until the Snow Moon Tribe's first trade fair, the Ma Ji and Dong Sang tribal chiefs hurriedly led their tribespeople back to their own tribes, and even on the way back they began spreading throughout Linhe Forest the news that the Snow Moon Tribe, which possessed a totem pole, would hold a monthly trade fair.

"I've heard that at the trade fair you can exchange for anything, even precious shaman medicine."

"Really? Then I'll go tell the chief that a heavy rain is coming soon; the little ones are prone to fever, so we need to exchange some medicine to prepare."

"I've also heard there are very sharp stone tools; our tribe's only stone tool can't even cut hide anymore."

News of the trade fair began spreading through the forest, including the Snow Moon Tribe's prohibition on looting after trades; although limited to their own territory, it was still good news for many small tribes.

In an instant, the entire Linhe Forest stirred; even the medicine shaman who had just delivered medicine to the grand shaman heard the news.

Originally, upon learning that Shaman Yue had ties with the Kumara Tribe, he was furious and wanted to go to the Snow Moon Tribe to give Shaman Yue a proper lesson.

But now it seems he should wait, go at the time of the trade fair, and give her a lesson in front of the many tribes so she will remember it.

Since he has ties with them or the Vine Tribe, he should have no further contact with the Kumara Tribe.

Time flew by, and soon it was the day before the trade fair; outside the Snow Moon Tribe, many small tribes had already arrived.

What surprised them was that the Snow Moon Tribe had set up many, many grass huts outside; one only needed a small piece of hide or a bit of food to move in, lasting until the trade fair ended.

Of course, each tribe could exchange for only one grass hut to live in.

Looking at the surroundings woven with fine grass screens, not knowing how much better it was than their own tribes' dwellings, many tribes felt envious.

The chiefs of the three major tribes had already led their tribespeople to move into the small courtyard within the Snow Moon Tribe.