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Translator: Silavin
After leaving Shan Qiu’s Teepee, Yan Jiao and Cang Shi looked up at the sky. They realised it was already afternoon.
The two walked directly towards the Shaman’s Teepee. Halfway there, they met Yu Ying, who was returning from fetching water.
“Yu Ying, is the Shaman in the Teepee?” Yan Jiao asked first.
“Yes, the Shaman is making Shaman Bone Tablets,” Yu Ying softly said.
“Go announce that we are here. Tell the Shaman I have something to discuss with him,” Yan Jiao softly said.
“Alright,” Yu Ying nodded quickly, carrying water into the Teepee.
She saw Su Bai drawing something and stood quietly by the stone table, waiting for the Shaman to stop.
Several minutes passed…
“This time, the time it takes to draw out the guideline is now even shorter,” Su Bai blew the charcoal dust off the animal bone. He noticed Yu Ying from the corner of his eye, and asked, “What’s the matter? Something up?”
“The Chieftain wants to see you, Shaman,” Yu Ying softly said.
“Let him in.” Su Bai said and put down the animal bone.
“Yes.” Yu Ying responded, stepping out to announce them.
Soon, Yan Jiao and Cang Shi entered the Teepee, standing before the stone table.
“Has something happened with the linen weaving?” Su Bai asked with a frown.
“Shaman, it’s not about linen,” Yan Jiao shook his head, his red eyes glancing at the stone table, seeing several animal bones, thinking the Shaman was really working hard.
“Then, what’s wrong?” Su Bai asked curiously.
“It’s, it’s…” Yan Jiao felt embarrassed. After all, Shaman Bone Tablets were very precious.
Cang Shi could not stand it anymore and spoke directly. “Shaman, to break through to become a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior, the Chieftain has decided to challenge a Pure Blood Ferocious Beast. He needs a Shaman Bone Tablet for protection.”
“Are you confident?” Su Bai frowned even harder, asking sternly. “If you’re not confident, don’t go.”
There were only two days left before the Spotted Deer Tribe Market. If something happened to the Tribe’s strongest Chieftain, they absolutely could no longer go to the market.
“I’m confident. With a Shaman Bone Tablet, I can definitely become a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior.” Yan Jiao said resolutely.
“How many Shaman Bone Tablets do you need?” Su Bai nodded, not intending to stop Yan Jiao. As the Tribe’s spiritual leader, he naturally had to support the Chieftain’s desire to get stronger.
“One is enough,” Yan Jiao quickly said.
“To be safe, I’ll give you two,” Su Bai casually took a Shaman Bone Tablet from the stone table and handed it over, along with the half-finished one.
“Huh?” Yan Jiao accepted the Shaman Bone Tablets in a daze, hesitantly asking. “Shaman, how many Shaman Bone Tablets have you made in total?”
“I’ve made three already. I’m preparing to make the fourth one now,” Su Bai calmly said.
*Gulp~~* Yan Jiao swallowed and hoarsely asked. “Were they all completed today?”
“Yes,” Su Bai nodded.
“Uh…” Yan Jiao and Cang Shi looked at the Shaman as if he was a monster.
[The Shaman must be a monster, right?] This was what both of them were thinking. Making three Shaman Bone Tablets in one day, and preparing to make a fourth one…
Back then, the Old Shaman took several days to successfully make one Shaman Bone Tablet. The production could not keep up with consumption. How come common sense seemed so different with the new Shaman?
“Oh right. That Shaman Bone Tablet with cracks is a half-finished product. Its healing effect is relatively ordinary. The Shaman Power can only be preserved for less than ten days. Use it first if you need to,” Su Bai suggested.
“I understand,” Yan Jiao turned the Shaman Bone Tablet over. He indeed saw cracks at the edges of the Shaman Runes.
“If you encounter any dangerous situation, use the intact Shaman Bone Tablet. Its healing effect is doubled,” Su Bai reminded.
“The healing effect is doubled?” Yan Jiao asked in surprise.
“As for how strong it is, I haven’t tried it myself. After you use it, let me know how effective it is,” Su Bai shrugged.
“I’ll remember…” Yan Jiao suddenly felt the Shaman to be a bit unreliable. Not having tried the Shaman Bone Tablets he made, not knowing their specific effects, yet saying the effect was doubled. It all sounded so strange.
“Also, we are running low on materials for Shaman Bone Tablets, especially Ferocious Beast Bones. We only have two left,” Su Bai stated.
“I’ll bring back more Ferocious Beast Bones,” Yan Jiao said seriously.
“When are you leaving?” Su Bai looked at the strong middle-aged man before him.
“I’ll set out shortly, and return within two days,” Yan Jiao said in a deep voice.
“You must come back alive. You are the Tribe’s Chieftain,” Su Bai said with a serious face.
“I will.” Yan Jiao nodded heavily and patted Cang Shi’s back, stating. “Shaman, if you need anything done, you can ask Cang Shi.”
“I’m planning to send someone to the Spotted Deer Tribe early to gather information. What do you think?” Su Bai had always thought the saying ‘If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles’ was very good.
They knew too little about the Spotted Deer Tribe. Having someone go ahead to scout would prevent them from being caught off guard if something happened. It would give them extra time to react.
“Whatever the Shaman decides, we will do,” Yan Jiao replied after some thought.
Su Bai played with the Red Tooth Knife, asking, “Do you have anyone in mind?”
“Hei Ya. He’s quite fast,” Yan Jiao quickly named someone.
“Alright, it’ll be him then. Notify him to set out,” Su Bai thought for a moment and said. “If there’s anything that went wrong, have him return quickly to report. If not, he should wait for us outside the Spotted Deer Tribe.”
“Understood,” Yan Jiao responded.
“Go then. I’ll remain here, in the Tribe, waiting for you to come back.” Su Bai calmly said.
“Yes,” Yan Jiao and Cang Shi bowed respectfully, then turned and left the Teepee.
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