Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 392 The Wizards and the Witch Fruit

The sorcerer noticed the orc's miserable expression and asked, "What's with that look? Do you have a problem with me?"

The orc captain's body stiffened, and a fawning smile quickly appeared on his wrinkled face: "Hehe, I was just thinking that I'd only be able to get such a small number of crystal cores in the future..."

I felt that the future was somewhat bleak.

They used to level up using witch potions, but the pain from leveling up with witch potions was too intense, and many orc warriors would die because they couldn't bear it.

But since he obtained the ferocious beast crystal core, he has never felt that kind of pain again.

Looking at the few crystal cores that the shaman had left aside, the orc captain felt miserable.

I was hoping to get two crystal cores to upgrade this year, but now it seems I can only suppress my level and not level up too fast.

Seeing that his eyes kept glancing at the crystal cores beside him, the Gu witch snorted coldly: "I will distribute the crystal cores to the clan leader. After you receive the crystal cores, you should cultivate diligently. The envoys from the super tribe will be arriving in the next few days."

If any members of our tribe are chosen, they will receive better cultivation methods, reach higher levels, and enjoy longer lifespans.

As the sorcerer spoke, a hint of excitement crept into his expression.

Their tribe was able to break through to a higher level because a shaman entered the super tribe a long, long time ago.

If an orc warrior could be chosen.
Once the orc warriors in the tribe become strong.
His gloomy eyes turned toward the Rock Salt Tribe, the first to be dealt with being the Rock Salt Tribe, who controlled the salt trade in the Crimson Flame Plains.

A procession of envoys from a super-large tribe!
The Poison Scorpion Orc captain instantly became excited: "Could it be that this super-large tribe has come to find orc warriors?"

The sorcerer leaned lazily against the rock behind him again: "Don't speculate about the Super Tribe. Just focus on getting stronger."

After saying that, he waved his hand and closed his eyes.

The orc captain wanted to ask something more, but seeing that the shaman looked like he needed to rest, he swallowed his words.

He then bowed respectfully and withdrew.

He was filled with excitement. The envoy from the super tribe was coming. If he could level up again before the envoy arrived, there was a high chance he would be selected to go to the super tribe.

The tribe members and their families will then be able to learn better cultivation methods, and the Poison Scorpion Tribe will become even stronger.

Thinking of this, the orc captain felt a surge of excitement.

Three days later, the legendary envoy team from the super tribe finally arrived at the Rock Salt Tribe amidst the anticipation of the Crimson Flame Plains Tribe.

"Salt Shaman, which of your orc warriors qualified for the selection this time?"

The Gu witch looked at the rock salt witch's wrinkled, bark-like old face and raised her eyebrows with great pride, somewhat pleased with her own youthful appearance.

"What's the use of preparing a lot? It's all about whether the super tribes will take notice of you."

The rock salt shaman was dressed in dark animal skins and had an indifferent expression.

He had always been well aware of the Scorpion Witch's ambitions, but because of that selection a long time ago, not only was a witch chosen from their tribe, but they were also very fortunate to have an orc warrior selected.

Therefore, the high-level orc warriors of the Rock Salt Tribe are stronger than those of the Poison Scorpion Tribe.

So although this guy has always wanted to take over their salt-collecting area, he has never been able to.

It seems that this guy is definitely pinning his hopes on this selection.

Thinking about this, he felt a little heavy-hearted.

The Rock Salt Tribe hasn't had a member selected by the Super Tribe's envoy team for a long time, while the Poison Scorpion Tribe had a shaman selected decades ago.

If another orc warrior is chosen this time
The rock salt witch's wrinkled old face twitched. Damn it, this scorpion witch was getting more and more unpleasant to look at.

"Hahaha! You must be from the Rock Salt Tribe and the Poison Scorpion Tribe."

The orc leader of the super tribe was an orc warrior who looked no older than fifty, but there was a golden stripe on his muscular arm.

Such a young gold-tier, one-star orc warrior!
I still remember that last year's arrival was a high-level silver-rank orc warrior.

Such high cultivation talent made the Rock Salt Witch and Poison Scorpion Witch tense up, and their smiles deepened.

"Welcome to the Rock Salt Tribe."

The rock salt shaman led the rock salt tribe members behind him to come forward to greet them.

The Scorpion Witch retorted, "The Scorpion Tribe welcomes the envoy's delegation."

At the same time, he led his clansmen forward.

Both the Rock Salt Wizard and the Poison Scorpion Wizard have broken through to the Earth Rank. In the Super Tribe, although they are not the most powerful wizards, they are still respected by the tribespeople.

Even young orc warriors with strong cultivation talents have to be extremely respectful to them.

But here, it was two wizards who came to greet him personally, and the young beastman felt a surge of pride.

But remembering that he had come out on the orders of the clan chief and the high shaman, he immediately composed himself and dismounted from his mount.

"Thank you for the welcome, wizards."

After saying that, he bowed very politely.

The orc warriors behind him were the same.

However, in that group, there were four figures sitting upright on the backs of beasts, without making any move.

Their entire bodies were covered in a very soft and thin black animal hide, with only their eyes showing.

The rock salt witch and the scorpion witch quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to the four people: "Witches, sirs."

For these two wizards who had only just broken through to the Heavenly Rank, a high-level Heavenly Rank wizard was an extremely prestigious existence.

The male shaman at the front looked at the scorpion shaman standing a little behind: "Scorpion tribe shaman?"

Upon hearing the wizard call his name, the Scorpion Wizard was thrilled and quickly stepped forward, saying, "My lord wizard."

The wizard then took something from his sleeve and threw it at the Scorpion Witch: "This is something my disciple asked me to bring back for you."

The wizard's disciple?
"Are you one of the members of our Scorpion Tribe who were fortunate enough to be chosen by the Wizard a few years ago?"

The scorpion witch's respect touched the heart of this powerful tribal shaman, who surprisingly nodded and said, "Hmm."

Seeing him staring at her, the Poison Scorpion Witch trembled slightly as she opened the item wrapped in a white, extremely precious animal hide.

As the layers of animal hide were peeled away, three crystal-clear fruits came into view.

"Witch Spirit Fruit!"

The rock salt shaman exclaimed in surprise, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the spirit fruit in the scorpion shaman's hand.

I wish I could rush forward and snatch it away immediately.

However, the procession of envoys from the super tribe in front of him calmed him down, though he couldn't hide the envy, jealousy, and hatred on his face.

The scorpion witch trembled as she carefully wrapped the fruit in her hand.

"Thank you, Wizard."

The wizard simply nodded and said nothing more.

"The wizards must be tired. Is our house ready?" The rock salt wizard's face lit up with a warm smile again. "Of course it's ready. Please follow me, wizards."

As the most distinguished members of the rock salt tribe, these super-tribe shamans naturally had to be personally received by the rock salt shamans.

"I wonder how many orc warriors your tribe will be selecting this time?"

After arranging accommodations for the wizards, the Rock Salt Wizard, the Scorpion Wizard, and the orc warrior leading the Super Tribe arrived at the stone house where the Rock Salt Wizard lived.

Seeing the two of them looking nervous yet expectant, the brown-haired orc's eyes flashed with the same gleam.

"Because the Crimson Flame Plains has not selected any orc warriors or shamans in recent years, the Great Shaman and the Clan Chief specifically instructed us to select more orc warriors and shamans to take back this time."

The selection rewards will also be retained.

Just stay!
The two wizards' eyes lit up instantly.

Previous rewards will be brought over during the selection process the following year.

My heart is pounding with excitement, my hands are trembling, and my tail wags behind me.

Of course, neither of the two sorcerers had tails.

After discussing the selection process, the brown-haired orc went back to rest.

That evening, the orc warriors from the two tribes returned from hunting many, many animals. After skinning and cleaning them, the females washed them thoroughly before placing them on large, clean leaves and carrying them to the houses of several shamans.

Meanwhile, the orc warriors of the super tribe sat with the orc warriors of the two tribes, eating meat and talking, their cheerful laughter echoing throughout the open space.

Also present were the shaman disciples of the Rock Salt Tribe and the Poison Scorpion Tribe.

Meanwhile, the rock salt tribe's witch sat on a leather mat in her cave, her gloomy face a stark contrast to the bustling scene outside.

Tonight, I should be the most dazzling person outside.

She is the most talented and youngest shaman in the rock salt tribe.

But now all he can do is sit in this dark cave, listening to the laughter and chatter outside.

The delicious fruit and tender meat cheered up the beastmen of the super tribe who had traveled a long way, and their smiles became much warmer.

"I have a favor to ask of the wizards, and of course we will offer them plenty of food and animal hides."

The rock salt shaman looked at the brown-haired orc beside him and said.

"A request?" The brown-haired orc looked at him. "What is it?"

Although the wizards were in the selection team, he could not disturb them except in extremely dangerous situations.

As for food and animal hides, the brown-haired orc secretly curled his lip; such things held absolutely no appeal for him.

The rock salt shaman sighed: "Our tribe's most talented young shaman injured her leg a few days ago and is now unable to walk. Therefore, I would like to request that your tribe's shaman treat her."

A young sorcerer with exceptional talent?

The brown-haired orc's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it female or male?"

"It's a small female."

The rock salt shaman naturally noticed the glint in the brown-haired orc's eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

He wanted to keep the shrine maiden, but it would be a good thing if she were chosen.

The brown-haired orc nodded with a smile: "Of course, I will report this to the wizards later."

Rock Salt Witch breathed a sigh of relief.

The scorpion witch's eyes darkened slightly; it seemed this witch had been seriously injured by the orcs of the Snow Tiger tribe.

The hustle and bustle outside gradually faded into the night, and the tribe slowly returned to tranquility.

Just as the priestess was feeling uneasy, footsteps sounded outside the cave.

The witch looked expectantly toward the cave entrance, where two tall orc warriors walked in first.

"I haven't gone to sleep yet."

The deep voice was one that the priestess knew all too well.

"Witch, have the shamans of the super tribe agreed to heal me?"

Her eyes were full of hope.

With the help of the sorcerer's power, the rock salt sorcerer could see every expression on her face.

"What's the rush? We'll know for sure tomorrow, but..."

He sat down on the animal hide mat laid out by the orc warrior, and then looked at the witch and said, "The wizard will not heal people easily, and as for the animal hide and food I promised today, the wizard of the super tribe will not care about them."

However, if they recognize your talent, then treating you will absolutely not be a problem, do you understand?

The priestess looked at the rock salt shaman with sparkling eyes: "You mean, there will be another shaman selection this time?"

The rock salt shaman nodded: "Your talent is outstanding. If you train hard today and perform well tomorrow, there is a high chance that you will be noticed and chosen by the shaman of the super tribe. In the future, you will become an existence even more powerful than me."

"If I'm chosen, will I have to go to this super tribe with the selection team?"

The rock salt shaman nodded: "Of course I'll go."

The priestess pursed her lips: "When can I come back?"

"return?"

Hearing her words, Rock Salt Witch frowned: "Why come back? You should just focus on your training in the Super Tribe and become a higher-level being."

This is something that even these elderly shamans couldn't obtain through begging.

"I haven't gotten my revenge yet, my leg."

The witch looked ferociously toward the polar forest: "I want to take over the polar forest, make the ferocious beasts there belong to our Rock Salt Tribe, and then kill everyone in the Snow Tiger Tribe."

As she spoke, she touched her legs, which she still couldn't stand on.

"Chi~"

Rock Salt Witch stood up, looking down at her with her eyes lowered: "It's just a small polar forest. Once you become a more powerful being, there will naturally be people willing to do these things for you."

You can see what kind of existence you can become, understand?

If you cannot be selected by a super tribe and can only reach my level, our tribe will not be able to attack the Arctic Forest.

Think of the Scorpion Tribe.

The witch's face darkened. "Yes, there's also the Scorpion Tribe. The Rock Salt Tribe isn't the only one in the Crimson Flame Plains."

As if she had figured something out, the priestess let out a deep breath: "I understand, priestess. I will definitely do my best tomorrow."

The rock salt shaman nodded with satisfaction: "When you become even more powerful than me, you will be the pride of our entire rock salt tribe. None of our chosen people were able to return before, but I hope that I can see you again while I am still alive."

(End of this chapter)