Chapter 458: Chapter 372: It’s Me
The faces of the members of the Scorpion Tribe and Yan Yan Tribe darkened. ’Damn those shameless people from the Polar Forest! Before this so-called Shuishan Tribe showed up, our word was law. Now that they have other options, they’re immediately trying to lower the number of Crystal Cores!’
"Reducing the number of Crystal Cores is out of the question. We can only agree to maintain the original amount. After all, we still need to appease the mid-sized tribes."
The Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior’s expression was grim. Now that there was a safe way to upgrade, none of the Beastman Warriors in the tribe were willing to risk their lives using witch medicine anymore.
With the reduced supply of Crystal Cores, there wouldn’t be enough to go around for many of the Beastman Warriors in his tribe.
Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch, however, remained calm. "I wonder where this Shuishan Tribe came from. Are you certain they can provide you with a continuous supply of salt?
You’re guaranteed to get salt if you trade with the Sea Side Tribe. But what will you do if this Shuishan Tribe runs out?
We can agree not to increase the number of Crystal Cores you provide, but we will absolutely not accept a reduction. If you insist on reducing the amount, then you will be severing all ties with the Red Flame Plain.
From now on, no tribe from the Polar Forest should even think of setting foot in the Red Flame Plain."
The hearts of the witches sank. This young female didn’t look very old, but they had no choice but to take her words seriously. The atmosphere instantly grew awkward.
Seeing the witches’ silence, Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch remained seated, composed as ever, occasionally shooting Yuan Lang a very complicated glance.
The Scorpion Tribe’s Beastman Warrior, however, was staring at Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch beside him, his eyes burning with admiration.
’A female like that... it’s impossible not to admire her. When I get back, I have to make a trip to the Yan Yan Tribe and ask the Lady Witch if I can become her mate.’
"What a real pity," Wu Yue, who had been sitting to the side, suddenly chimed in with a hint of regret. "Considering the long history of trade between the Polar Forest and the Red Flame Plain, we were planning to set aside some Crystal Cores for you. But it seems you don’t need them after all."
She then turned to the four witches. "I told you we should have just traded all the Crystal Cores to the Shuishan Tribe. You all insisted on saving some for the Red Flame Plain, but it turns out they don’t need them."
The four of them nodded with a sigh. "Who would have thought? The witch medicine from the Red Flame Plain has become so potent that it can help Beastman Warriors evolve with greater success without even needing Crystal Cores. Truly incredible."
Snow Tiger looked at Wu Yue with the air of a weary old man. "We old-timers are past our prime. You young ones need to learn from the witches of the Red Flame Plain and create a witch medicine that can improve a Beastman Warrior’s chances of evolution."
Wu Yue nodded, feigning embarrassment. "I understand."
Watching them play off one another so perfectly, even the ever-composed Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch found her expression darkening.
’These witches from the Polar Forest aren’t just thick-skinned, they’re completely shameless!’
"Since the matter is settled, let’s leave it at that. We hope the tribes of the Red Flame Plain will still attend our trade gatherings in the future.
We’re very grateful for all your help in the past. We’ll prepare a farewell gift for you to show our appreciation."
Wu Yue’s youthful face was a picture of sincere gratitude, while the four witches beside her looked upon the Scorpion Tribe warrior and Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch with expressions of profound relief on their old faces.
But to the two from the plains, their expressions simply looked as if they couldn’t wait for them to agree, just so they could stop giving them Crystal Cores.
’How could they possibly agree to this? No matter how small, a gain is still a gain. How could they just let it go!’
’Besides, they were the only ones who knew their tribes didn’t possess some miraculous potion that increased the chances of a Beastman’s evolution!’
Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch had no choice but to swallow her pride and speak again. "I didn’t realize the four witches were being so considerate of the Red Flame Plain tribes. In that case, we can’t be greedy. We’ll accept the number you just proposed.
When we return, we will still instruct the various tribes on the plain not to obstruct any tribe from the Polar Forest that passes through the Red Flame Plain to trade for salt."
Beside her, the Scorpion Tribe Beastman Warrior nodded with a sour expression. "The same goes for us."
The moment they finished speaking, the hearts of the Polar Forest Tribe members, which had been caught in their throats, finally dropped back into place, replaced by a rush of excitement.
