Nevertheless, Sheyan was already aware of the value of this batch of 'goods' in his hands. Old Mourbo's greedy gaze and agitated expression had long betrayed him. Realizing that he was a rare commodity worth hoarding, Sheyan immediately straightened his face and shouted towards Mogensha.
"Let's go! Let's go to the more hospitable Prince Tsu'tey! Only the friendly Omaticaya clan treats their friends with sincerity. "
Old Mourbo's eyeballs almost popped out, as he hastily called out.
"My friends, my noble friends, please wait a moment!! I would like to express my sincerest apologies for my previous doubts. "
Sheyan snapped his fingers, as Jinkuang leapt out from his back. Holding his head high, he exclaimed.
"Oh! Apologies! Such sincerity. Noble Mr Mourbo, I too would like to offer my sincerest apologies. Because we are about to leave, at least the Omaticaya clan is much friendlier and more sincere towards us. "
The wrinkles on old Mourbo's face deepened, as though he was doubly distressed. At present, he knew that if he still couldn't bear to 'bleed', then this great opportunity would slip through the cracks between his fingertips.
Gritting his teeth, he fished out an animal skin pouch from his bosom. Reluctantly, he poured out the contents of the pouch. It turned out to be three gem-like objects, flashing with a soft glow. He then bent down and offered it to Jinkuang with both hands.
"To make up for my previous words, this is a tiny little gift from me."
This object was rather familiar. It was indeed a natural high purity Pandora crystal, and appeared as dazzling as a gemstone. Sheyan and Mogensha had also discovered that when the Mosake clansmen wanted to activate certain unique and formidable abilities, they would often borrow the assistance of such a beautiful casting material.
When Sheyan came in contact with the crystal, he instantly received a notification.
[You have acquired a unique product of Pandora planet – Soul Crystal]
[This is a natural high purity Pandora crystal that has absorbed the energies of the natural world. It even contains the tremendous energies of Earth, Water, Fire and Wind!]
[Its value is exceedingly high, and its usage is exceedingly extensive. Usually, some knowledgeable mages can use their magic books and experience to fully decipher these magical stones for you. "
Looking at this series of notifications, Sheyan's expression finally eased a little. As usual, he tossed a piece to Jinkuang as commission, and kept the rest.
"Oh, alright then. Respected old fox Mourbo, oh no, old mister, you've finally shown some sincerity that you should have shown long ago. I just fought a fierce battle and am very tired. So, for the rest of the matter, you can communicate and negotiate with my agent, Mr. David Beckham. I will give him all the authority. "
Old Mourbo's complexion instantly paled ….. to make a blue skinned na'vi reveal such an expression was truly not an easy matter. Brother Black cast a pitiful glance at the old man, before shifting his gaze to the nominal patriarch of the Takji clan, Mr. Muru. The latter's eyes were already glowing as he eagerly gathered with his peers, paying no attention to the matters here.
As for why they were gathered together, just imagine what a few robust and lustful males would do when they saw a group of beautiful female slaves they were about to select.
"A hands-off shopkeeper who doesn't know anything is indeed rather fortunate." Brother Black couldn't help but sigh.
After Jinkuang sprayed his saliva all over old Mourbo's face for the fourth time, the curtains of this unequal negotiation between supply and demand finally came to an end. Old Mourbo seemed to have aged 10 years in an instant, as he staggered like a person who hadn't eaten or drank for 10 days. The total benefits these captives had obtained for Sheyan were as follows:
"A tier-6 Tyrannosaurus Wyvern Knight … …" (Pitiful old Mourbo had even sold himself. For the following period of time, he would be Sheyan's temporary slave, under Jinkuang's jurisdiction. Of course, after Sheyan leaves this world, he would regain his freedom.)
"2 Soul Crystals."
"20 of the most formidable archers of the Takji clan."
"Na'vi secret medicine. Upon usage, it will instantly restore 50% HP. If the injury was inflicted by a creature of planet Pandora, then the healing effect will be additionally enhanced by 25% (75% HP recovered in a single instance). Cooldown time: 8 hours. "
Amongst them, the most noteworthy was the Na'vi secret medicine. This could be said to be Sheyan's most delightful harvest. Although this medicine bottle had an 8 hours cooldown time, it was a self-contained system, and didn't share the same cooldown time as other medicines.
To be more specific, when facing a formidable foe, apart from utilizing an honorary dosage to instantly restore his HP to full, during critical junctures, Sheyan could still utilize the Na'vi secret medicine to restore 50% or even 75% HP. If the party ability 'Gloryheal' was factored in, then Sheyan would have an additional life! The significance of this was unimaginable.
Following that, it was naturally the day of celebration for the Takji clan, as the group began to divide the loot and women. All the clansmen expressed indifference towards the traitorous treaty signed by old Mourbo. Even Muru shared the same opinion. He was already brooding over the previous incident where he fled from his benefactor in the battlefield. He felt that he owed Sheyan many things, and thus, it was only right for him to take away all the riches of the Takji clan.
Faced with the thoughts of their younger clansmen, the wily old foxes of the Takji clan could only sigh in grief; lamenting over the lack of successors, and the shortsightedness of the younger generation. However, their sighs were swiftly drowned out by a bizarre yet majestic noise. That was the cries of the Mosake clan captives, and the cheers of the Takji clan youths, which were brimming with male hormones. It appeared exceedingly bizarre and bizarre.
Unexpectedly, when faced with the choice of death or submission, the majority of the captives still chose to live.
All the Mosake clan captives were filled with extreme hatred towards Sheyan and the other outsiders, and would absolutely not compromise with them. Nevertheless, the Takji clansmen were still of the same race, and this wasn't that unacceptable. After being selected for their opinions, the majority of the captives succumbed to hunger, exhaustion and pain, and joined the new clan. Only a minority remained loyal.
Ultimately, 7-8 females and 3 gravely wounded males were executed, but that was unavoidable. What Sheyan and Reef could accept was that all the children had luckily survived. After swearing an oath before Mother Nature Eywa, they would henceforth be members of the Takji clan, and would no longer have any relations with the Mosake clan. Furthermore, they would be instilled with some basic concepts, to correct the vile habit of cannibalism.
*****
As time elapsed, the siege of the Mosake clan led by Sheyan had already progressed to the fifth day.
During these five days, not a single Mosake clan member had stepped out of the building. Hence, even with the formidable long range sniper Growth-Hunter Mcdh present, it was truly a hero without a place to display his prowess.
According to their previous inference, the Mosake clan should be in a state of complete dehydration and food supply. However, during this day, their battle prowess wouldn't be greatly restricted due to hunger and thirst. Instead, after exceeding this critical point, the combat prowess of their clansmen would plummet at an alarming rate.
Hence, Sheyan could be said to be in strict combat readiness for this day, yet the anticipated assault didn't arrive. At this moment, Sheyan bluntly dispatched old Mourbo. Although the Takji clan's overall prowess was vastly inferior to the Mosake clan, old Mourbo was still the real deal. Even when compared to the 13 legendary behemoth riders of Chieftain Cherokee, he wasn't in the least inferior. In fact, his prowess could even be ranked at the forefront. After all, there was no need to elaborate on the advantages of possessing aerial superiority.
Nevertheless, not even 3 minutes later, old Mourbo returned panting while wiping his non-existent perspiration. He then exclaimed with extreme terror.
"Their defenses are too tight, I couldn't see anything at all."
Upon hearing that, Sheyan frowned as his expression turned gloomy. Old Mourbo was the type that caused the most headaches. Astute, slippery, treacherous, and even formidable. Although he was forced to the point of obeying orders, slacking off was unavoidable. Only a few days ago, Sheyan would still be courteous to him. Yet as the date of his return neared, Sheyan's patience had been completely worn away.
Sheyan glanced at old Mourbo and muttered indifferently.
"If surveying from afar can verify the enemy's tight defenses, then aren't your eyesight a little too good?"
Old Mourbo's heart was filled with resentment. I, a dignified revered Shaman, was being used as a scout? Instead, he seized the opportunity to reply with a lukewarm tone.
"Yes, that's what the clansmen of the clan say."
Truthfully speaking, this former Chieftain despised this outsider from the bottom of his heart. In terms of prowess, he could easily slay this outsider. In terms of intelligence, this brat foolishly trusted others, causing him to reap too many benefits from this outsider. Most crucially, for some unknown reason, old Mourbo disliked this outsider and loathed him. Yet, this outsider actually attempted to suppress him in vain! Therefore, he naturally wasn't willing to work hard for this outsider.
Thinking of this, old Mourbo coughed loudly and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in front of Sheyan. (To be continued.) If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes to * * (qidian.com). Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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