For the people of the Demon Water Tribe, there were two people that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
One was the God of Water, Gong Gong. The other was Ling Xian.
The shadow he left on the tribe was far too deep. Especially to the five completion levelled cultivators who were knocked out by him, he was imprinted on their hearts and could never be erased.
Therefore, the moment Ling Xian arrived at the Yao Water Tribe, everyone was stunned. What followed after was shock and despair.
Their faces were full of fear as they subconsciously stepped back. Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He thought to himself, I'm not a man-eating beast, why are they so scared?
They didn't know that to the people of the Yao Water Tribe, he was no different than a beast. He was a dominating beast!
"Se … Senior, may I know why you have graced us with your presence?"
A Core Formation Stage cultivator pretended to be calm and stuttered, "If … if our Demon Water Tribe … has offended you in any way, please … please forgive us, senior."
Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head. He didn't think he would scare them to this extent.
He couldn't even speak properly. Just how terrified was he?
"Relax. I am here with no ill intentions. I just want to make a deal with the Yao Water Tribe." Ling Xian grinned. He was planning on giving up something in exchange for a chance to study the totem.
"A deal?" The elder was startled, confused.
"That's right."
Ling Xian nodded softly and glanced around, "Who is the Leader? Tell him to come out and talk to me. "
"Ehem, ehem, I … I am."
The elder coughed drily, feeling a little awkward. Especially when he thought about how he, as the leader of the tribe, was so scared by Ling Xian that he wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Shameful!
This was far too shameful!
"You are the Leader?"
Ling Xian was a little startled and couldn't help but laugh. He wasn't mocking, he simply found it funny.
"Yes."
The elder's face was burning hot. He felt like he had lost all his face.
"Then let's talk about the deal. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. Even if you reject the deal, I won't do anything." Ling Xian smiled gently, signaling the elder to relax.
"Senior, please speak."
The old man heaved a sigh of relief. His face was filled with respect and flattery.
Everyone else did the same. They all lowered their heads respectfully and didn't dare to look at Ling Xian.
"The content of the deal is simple. I want to see the totem of your Demon Water Tribe. Of course, I will give you something of equal value."
Ling Xian's expression was calm, but everyone's expression changed. They all revealed some anger.
The totem was the most important thing in any tribe. Even the people in the tribe couldn't comprehend it at any time, so how could they let an outsider see it?
Therefore, everyone revealed their anger, but they forcefully suppressed it. It was obvious that they didn't dare to say anything.
Seeing this, Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, "Don't be angry just yet. I told you, it was an equal exchange, not a forced exchange."
Hearing this, the old man fell silent.
He wasn't sure of Ling Xian's character, and he wasn't sure if Ling Xian would destroy the Yao Water Tribe out of anger.
But based on what was happening, he didn't think Ling Xian had that intention. Or else why would he waste so much time talking? He could just take it by force.
At that moment, he cautiously asked, "What kind of price is Senior willing to pay?"
"Medicinal Dans."
The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up and he took out a healing Dan. Immediately, a fragrant aroma filled the air.
Everyone's eyes brightened as well. Some were curious, some were excited.
Even the old man was no exception.
Very few people in the sorcerer tribe knew how to brew Dans. Therefore, medicinal Dans were very rare. Only large tribes had Dans.
Even the old man, a completion leveled cultivator, had never consumed one. It was obvious how rare medicinal Dans were in the Sorcerer Realm.
"If you agree to let me see your totem, then I will give you 100 Dans as payment. How about it?" Ling Xian grinned, confident that victory was within his grasp.
He believed that this generous payment was enough to tempt the old man.
After hearing his price, the old man's hand shook and his voice quivered, "How … how much?"
"100."
Ling Xian's expression was calm. It was as if 100 Dans were nothing to him.
The reality was that he was right.
With his current attainments in the Dao of alchemy and his vast wealth, he wouldn't feel the pinch even if he threw away a mere hundred pills.
"100 Dans!"
The old man gasped and his entire body froze. He couldn't believe that this number was real.
Everyone else was the same.
That was a hundred elixir pills!
Not to mention the Magihumans of small tribes like them, even the middle-sized tribes would be stunned!
After all, in the Sorcerer Realm, Dans were rare and precious. Even the most powerful forces couldn't take out 100 Dans so easily.
Therefore, everyone at the scene was shocked. Then, they began to doubt if Ling Xian could really take out 100 Dans.
"Ehem, ehem, please forgive me for being rude."
The old man carefully peeked at Ling Xian, his face full of hesitation.
"Say what you want to say. I won't blame you." Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled. He had already guessed what the old man was going to say.
"Senior, if I may ask, you …"
The old man hesitated and gritted his teeth, "Can you really take out 100 Dans?"
"You don't need to worry about that. You just need to tell me, if I give you 100 Dans, will you let me see your totem?"
Ling Xian softly grinned. 100 Dans, to him, was nothing.
"Then there is no reason to say no."
The old man nodded and shifted his gaze to everyone, "Don't you agree?"
"Yes!"
Everyone yelled in agreement. Everyone was full of anticipation.
If Ling Xian asked for the totem, then he wouldn't get it with 100 Dans. But if he merely wanted to see it, then this was a great deal.
Even a mid-sized Tribe couldn't say no.
"Very good. Let's wait patiently." Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction. Then, he took out many spiritual medicines and the Cauldron of Heaven and Earth.
The Dans he brewed a few days ago have all been given to the Yao Shui Tribe. Naturally, he had to brew them again.
With his grandmaster level, brewing some low leveled Dans was a piece of cake. Therefore, his brewing speed was extremely fast. Within two hours, he had brewed seven cauldrons of Dans. In total, there were more than 60 Dans.
Whether it was the speed or the pill production rate, it was so strong that it made people's hair stand on end!
Therefore, everyone was in awe. Ever since Ling Xian began brewing, they have been in a state of shock. Even now, they still haven't regained their composure.
Just like that, another two hours passed. All 100 Dans were brewed. Even the lowest quality ones had seven carvings.
Even though these shamans didn't understand the significance of seven carvings, based on their appearance and smell, they all knew that these Dans were of the highest quality!
Therefore, their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. Other than shock, there was passion.
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