Chapter 581: White Powder? Salt?

Seeing them all successfully break through, Wu Yue's heart relaxed, and she couldn't help but exhale.

Yuan Lang, standing beside her, held her hand: "It's alright."

At this moment, the three, their excitement spent, stepped forward; Teng Qian looked enviously at their boss and said, "Yue, why did the boss grow wings, but we three didn't?"

Teng Qian wore a dejected puppy-dog face, full of his envy, jealousy, and hatred toward Yuan Lang.

Wu Yue looked at the three of them, amused: "Just now, when I mentioned advancing the breakthrough, you were all just excited; I said there would be side effects, and even receiving the Great Shaman's power infusion doesn't necessarily cause the body to evolve."

So whether the body can evolve can only be known after you make up for the side effects.

The three gave an embarrassed smile, scratching their heads: "Hehe, we forgot, we forgot."

For the coming period, you three will take turns going out with me; you'll familiarize yourselves with your new strength after advancement while seeking herbs and other precious items for Yue. This Gathering Spirit Pill is Yue's gift to you, but the materials needed to exchange for the Returning Spirit Pill later will have to be gathered by you.

Hearing this, the three all looked gratefully at Wu Yue; after all, a pill that lets beastfolk break through to Gold-rank beastfolk is obviously precious, even to think with your toes.

"Yes, Boss!"

The next day, Yuan Lang began rotatingly taking the three to train in the forest; each time they returned, they brought various herbs, and even some precious pelts.

Wu Yue didn't keep any of it; instead, she exchanged it all for points with Tongzi. This caused the previously loafing Tongzi's performance to spike instantly, and he even received his first performance award.

Time passed in this busy manner, and the Snow Moon Tribe's second trade fair arrived as well.

With several small and medium tribes having publicized their requests for the Snow Moon Guard Squad, many tribes no longer worried about being robbed on the road.

More and more tribes came to participate in the trade fair, and the Snow Moon Tribe's trade fair had become a major event in the Linhe Forest.

Looking at the crowded yet orderly gate of the Snow Moon Tribe, the chiefs of the Maji Tribe and the Dongsang Tribe had complex expressions.

"It seems we won't need to hold our four-tribe gatherings anymore."

The Dongsang chief nodded: "Let's go; I came this time planning to exchange more seasonings back home—the roasted meat rubbed with coarse salt in our tribe is simply irresistible."

The Maji chief snorted: "You never had this many complaints when we ate raw meat before."

Facing the Maji chief's mockery, the Dongsang chief showed no weakness: "Go get rid of the roasted meat smell on you before you say that."

Maji chief: "…"

The two didn't cut in line because of their status; instead, they led their own tribes' groups and stood obediently in the two rows.

After entering the Snow Moon Tribe, however, the two were drawn to a newly built small house not far away.

Seeing Wu Yue standing there speaking to the surrounding small-tribe folks, the two exchanged a glance and stepped forward together toward the small house.

"If you want to trade our goods, we don't care about other trades; but if you wish to trade for our tribe's items, you must use these copper coins to do so."

Wu Yue held a delicate, tiny prototype sheet in her hand; everyone around was seeing this object for the first time.

"Lady Wu Yue, how can we obtain these copper coins?"

A half-beast warrior from a medium-sized tribe stood in the front row; he had come this time intending to exchange some fever‑treating herbs back home.

In this forest, Wu Yue is the only shaman, and moreover a shaman with healing abilities, so he bears the hopes of his tribe.

The items he brought this time are also the tribe's most precious.

Wu Yue smiled at the half‑beast warrior: "These copper coins are unique to our Snow Moon Tribe; one copper coin can be exchanged for a bamboo jar of salt. To obtain copper coins, you only need to trade the items you brought; whichever amount of salt your items are worth, I'll give you that many copper coins."

The beastfolk exclaimed in shock, looking at this tiny copper coin before them—could this thing really be worth a bamboo jar of salt?

"... Then what if I still have copper coins left after exchanging for the items I need?"

Wu Yue glanced at the half‑beast warrior and smiled: "You can simply take the copper coins with you, or, before you leave, come here to exchange them for items of equivalent value."

Although the folks from other small and medium tribes found this back‑and‑forth exchange troublesome, they decided, in order to obtain Snow Moon Tribe's goods, to go exchange a few copper coins later for use.

As for the Maji and Dongsang chiefs, their eyes lit up.

"Lady Wu Yue, if we bring these copper coins back to our tribe this time, will we still be able to exchange for items when we come to the trade fair next time?"

The Maji chief inquired.

Wu Yue smiled at them: "Of course, as long as our Snow Moon Tribe exists, no matter when you come to the Snow Moon Tribe, these copper coins will remain usable."

Now, not only the Maji and Dongsang tribes, but even the surrounding small and medium tribes had plans in mind.

Seeing that no one had acted yet, the Maji chief stepped forward with a chuckle: "Lady Wu Yue, can we exchange for copper coins now?"

Wu Yue nodded with a smile: "Of course."

She inwardly admired the Maji chief's competence; with this lead goat stepping out, the subsequent exchanges went smoothly.

The Maji chief exchanged all the beast hides, herbs, and precious fruits he had brought into copper coins; looking at the three full strings of copper coins in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh, "These are all the wealth I brought with me this time."

After taking off one copper coin, he handed the rest to the people behind him.

He chuckled as he stepped forward and placed the copper coins in his hand on the wooden table: "I want salt."

Wu Yue's eyes smiled even more; she waved her hand, signaling the people behind her to fetch a bamboo jar, then, in front of everyone, she opened the ceramic vat beside the wooden table.

Inside, the snow‑white salt was instantly exposed to everyone's view.

Wu Yue was about to pour salt into the bamboo jar when the Maji chief furrowed his brow, hesitating slightly: "Lady Wu Yue, I want salt…"

Although he greatly respected this powerful shaman, the idea that she might be trying to deceive him with some unknown powder made the Maji chief feel a bit unhappy.

Wu Yue was taken aback by his words, then she noticed the vague looks of the surrounding tribesfolk and understood immediately.

She scooped salt into a ceramic bowl and handed it to the Maji chief: "Try this—what is it?"

Looking at Wu Yue's confident, faint smile, the Maji chief also began to doubt.

"Could this really be salt? But the salt I've eaten is certainly not like this."

He immediately reached out, took it, and pinched a bit of the white powder into his mouth.