Chapter 768: Let's exchange it all with us

The keen‑nosed Yuan Lang chose to hold his breath as soon as the smell began to grow strong.

As Wu Yue climbed onto his back, he even reached out to push her little meaty butt.

Afterwards, the two simultaneously gave Daru an embarrassed yet polite smile.

Turning, they ran off toward the outside of the camp's main gate.

In one smooth motion, in the blink of an eye, Daru saw no trace of them.

Even the beast laden with goods vanished without a trace.

Only a few snowflakes, looking somewhat desolate, drifted down onto his chubby bear face.

With their actions, they perfectly expressed their disdain for the Northern Land Tribe's camp.

Daru blinked his eyes, scanning the surrounding ground.

He sniffled again, his nose a little damp, and for the first time felt...

"Um... the smell really does seem somewhat dizzying."

He wiped his face, and his chubby bear face once again lit up with an enthusiastic smile.

Daru stretched out his arm, shouting behind them while chasing after them toward the outside of the tribe's camp.

On the snow‑covered plains, Yuan Lang's usually stern face rarely flushed, and he drew some quick breaths of the icy fresh air.

Wu Yue's slender white arms tightly encircled his wheat‑colored neck; her warm breath lingered there, sending waves of tingling shivers.

"Um... um... I'll arrange a better campsite for you two."

Seeing their reluctant expressions, Daru quickly waved his hands: "Not inside the camp, just outside the ice wall."

"I will set up a good trading spot for you two."

The two set up the beast‑skin tent.

Then, with Daru's enthusiastic help, they unloaded the items from the Step Cloud.

While moving the bags, Daru accidentally opened a small tear in the mouth of his beast‑skin bag.

A pinch of snow‑white slipped from the beast‑skin strap.

It fell into the snow with a soft "pfft."

Daru's face tightened; he hurriedly gripped the torn bag shut.

He apologetically glanced at Wu Yue, who was counting the bags nearby: "I'm very sorry; I accidentally spilled the sand you brought."

His chubby bear face showed deep remorse.

Wu Yue gave him a deep look, then walked over, picked up the white snow, and placed it in a bowl beside her.

"This isn't sand; it's salt."

The apology on Daru's face froze.

He stared in disbelief at the speaking Wu Yue.

He then stiffly lowered his head to look at the beast‑skin bag he was holding.

"Salt... salt?"

"Isn't salt supposed to be in chunks?"

"Salt isn't this pure white."

In Daru's memory, they had always eaten coarse salt that was mottled in color and bitter‑tasting.

Wu Yue handed him the bowl of snow she had just lifted: "Try it."

The beastfolk lacked advanced hygiene awareness.

Let alone salt dropped onto the pristine snow.

Even if food fell into the camp full of waste, they could pick it up without changing expression and keep eating.

Exactly, that's how thrifty they are.

After rubbing his chubby paws against the beast‑skin many times,

Daru then carefully pinched a small amount of ice‑snow and put it in his mouth.

Instantly, a pure, unadulterated salty taste without a hint of bitterness spread through his mouth.

His eyes widened instantly, even wider than the tantrum‑throwing Step Cloud beside him.

"Beast God, it really is salt!"

Daru dared to swear to the Beast God that even the tribe's esteemed Grand Shaman and chieftain had never eaten such snow‑white, pure salt.

His round belly heaved violently several times before he could suppress the surging joy inside.

But his gaze toward Wu Yue and Yuan Lang grew ever more reverent and humble.

"Honored guest, your salt is the purest and cleanest I have ever eaten."

"I don't know if you'd be willing to trade all this salt to us, the Northern Land Tribe."

"We are willing to offer our warmest, most intact beast‑skins in exchange."

Wu Yue shook her head: "I can only exchange half of the snow salt with you."

"I want to use the remaining snow salt to trade with other tribes for things we lack."

Daru looked anxious: "Honored guest, our tribe also has many kinds of goods."

"You can first check our tribe's storage cave."

"Our tribe's shamans still have many precious herbs."

"We also have snow lotus, which even other land shamans cannot obtain with countless goods."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue's eyes lit up: "Does your tribe have snow lotus?"

"Host host, agree to him, agree to him."

"If we can obtain a single snow lotus, our dream of getting rich and living a life of ease is not far off."

The chubby Tongzi anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks, wishing he could jump out of the system space to answer for his host.

"Cough, Yue, want to change shoes?"

The Beastfolk reminded in a low voice.

Wu Yue, who was being fussed over by her own Tongzi until her head felt hot, only felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.

It cleared her snow-lotus mind a bit.

She gave a dry laugh and looked at the bear-like half-beast whose eyes were full of expectation.

"Da Lu, please bring out the items your tribe can exchange for me to have a look."

It's just that the Northern Land Tribe is too dangerous; one misstep and you'll step on a landmine.

Da Lu also seemed to think of something, and he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Well, I'll go back and discuss with the chief."

"I'll bring back the news as soon as possible; please refrain from trading the precious snow salt for now."

Having said that, he gritted his teeth and took out a smooth, round sea pearl from his bosom.

"This is the sea pearl I obtained in exchange with other land tribes."

"It's meant as compensation for the two honored guests; I hope you will accept it."

He bowed deeply and respectfully offered the sea pearl toward Wu Yue.

Regarding this pure-human female's identity,

Da Lu already had some suspicions.

When just mentioning medicinal herbs and snow lotus, the fervor in this pure-human female's eyes could not be concealed.

And one who values medicinal herbs so highly must be a shaman.

It's just unknown how strong this female shaman is.

The half-beast's sea pearl glowed with a faint pink hue.

It looked like a shy girl's cheeks.

Wu Yue reached out to take it, then turned and took a bamboo tube of salt from her beast-hide bag and handed it over.

"Although I don't lack sea pearls, I really like the color of this one."

"This bamboo tube of salt is my return gift to you."

"I won't trade salt with anyone else before noon tomorrow."

Da Lu's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

Excitedly taking the bamboo tube from Wu Yue, he dashed off toward the tribe's camp.

"Honored guests, I'm going to look for the chief right now; you must wait for me."

Before his words even faded, his chubby figure had already disappeared from the two's sight.

"Tsk, is this the legendary nimble fatty?"

The two had no intention of keeping a low profile outdoors.

They took out a luxurious tent from the system space.

The large, intact beast hide draped around the tent made passersby stop in their tracks.