Chapter 778: Pink Salt in the Desert

After introducing some things about the endless desert to the two, the old shaman looked at the two: "My tribe is just a medium-sized tribe."

Besides me and the beastman warrior who previously protected me and went out to travel together, these young ones have never been out into the endless desert.

If you want to return to Chiyan Pingyuan to find your kin, you can go ask those super-tribes in the big oases.

In the super-tribes, there are young shamans who go out to travel each year.

Some young beastfolk also form teams to go out traveling; you can join them.

He hesitated a moment, then lifted his head to look at Wu Yue: "Of course, if you have salt or any other precious items, you can also trade with them."

Have them send a beastman warrior with travel experience to take you out.

Wu Yue looked grateful: "Thank you so much for the introduction; we originally thought we'd be stuck in this vast desert trying to meet the Beast God."

She reached into the side pocket of her backpack and took out a bulging bundle wrapped in large leaves, handing it to the old shaman: "This is our little token of thanks; I hope you'll accept it."

Seeing the admiring light burst from the little female shaman's eyes, the old shaman chuckled and stroked his beard.

Feeling a bit pleased, he waved his hand: "These are just things everyone knows; I didn't tell you these for you to thank me—take them back! Take them back!"

Wu Yue's gaze shifted, her little face becoming even more moved.

Her small hand quickly untied the grass rope binding the leaf bundle.

She lifted the leaf wrap, revealing the snowy-white salt inside: "This is the salt our tribe obtained from the Bai Sha Yan Hai."

You have taken us in to rest in your tribe and shown us the way back; please accept this salt.

The old shaman's face had already flushed red with shock when the leaf pack opened and revealed the snowy-white salt.

His previously drooping eyes widened, smoothing out the wrinkles at the corners.

"This... this is snow salt?"

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "Our tribe has a small plot of land in the Bai Sha Yan Hai where the branch tribe's people dry the salt."

So we can obtain a great deal of snow salt.

After what the tribe consumes, there is still plenty left to trade for things the tribe needs.

So while snow salt is very precious to other tribes, for us it's not that rare.

But now we've been separated from our kin, and all we have left on us is this, which is still somewhat precious.

I hope you won't disdain accepting it.

The old shaman took the salt packet, which was as big as two of his palms, with trembling hands, his lips quivering and eyes slightly reddened: "No disdain! No disdain! How could I disdain it? This is incredibly precious snow salt."

In their endless desert, only the territories of a few super-tribes contain underground salt deposits hidden beneath the surface.

Those tribes without salt mines can only, during times when the desert climate is relatively mild, bring most of their food to trade with tribes that have salt.

The old shaman rose and walked to the corner of the sand pit, carefully putting away the leaf-wrapped salt packet in his hand.

Then he took out a piece wrapped in beast skin from a nearby stone jar and returned to his seat.

He spread the small beast-skin-wrapped packet on the ground before the two: "This is our salt here."

A pale pink, irregular crystal mineral appeared before their eyes.

The mineral bore many marks of striking.

The mineral before them was only the size of a beastman's fist.

?? Today's update, first a small chapter.