Chapter 985 - 984: Hold on a Moment
One can’t blame the old turtle for this, although everyone here is an aquatic clan orc, but after all, he is the priest of the Tortoise Tribe, it’s only natural that he would prioritize the lives of his own tribal members and wouldn’t just hand over the life-preserving resources provided by Shaman Ji Nuan to other beasts.
The old priest sitting there alone quickly caught the attention of the Whale Priest and the Python Priest.
Looking at him, although his expression was solemn, he did not seem particularly worried.
The Whale Priest’s heart stirred, and in an instant, he thought of Shaman Ji Nuan, who had given the Tortoise Tribe medical powder.
He gestured to Jingluo beside him, "Let the Tortoise Priest and the Clan Leader stay behind, the rest of the beasts may disperse. We will notify them if there are any updates."
Jingluo’s eyes sparkled, and a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Clearly, he too had thought of the friendly relations with the Watson Tribe, as well as Shaman Ji Nuan, who had saved members of the Tortoise Tribe.
He descended from the earthen platform, and his clear voice echoed in the cave, "Esteemed priests and clan leaders, please return for now. The two Lord Priests need to discuss countermeasures against the poison. We will promptly inform everyone if there’s any good news."
The orcs looked at each other and could only leave with furrowed brows and gloomy faces.
But Jingluo turned and approached the Tortoise Priest, "Lord Priest, the Whale Priest and Python Priest would like you to wait for a moment, they have something to ask you."
The old priest and Zhuangzhuang, who were ready to step outside, paused, already realizing that if these two powerful battle-ready tribes’ priests had asked them to stay, it must be for a reason.
After all the orcs in the cave had left, the Tortoise Priest and Zhuangzhuang sat close to the earthen platform under the lead of Jingluo.
Once they were seated, the Whale Priest went straight to the point, "Old Priest, are you still able to contact Shaman Ji Nuan of the Watson Tribe?"
After a moment of contemplation, the old Tortoise Priest nodded, "Shaman Ji Nuan exchanges some food with our Tortoise Tribe every week. Although the ocean is impenetrable, the Watson Tribe has Flying Orcs, who are the ones that bring it over."
The Whale Priest and Python Priest’s eyes lit up, "Are you saying that the Watson Tribe still sends food to you every week?"
The old Tortoise Priest nodded, "Yes, we had no idea the poison would spread so quickly before, so after our last encounter Zhuangzhuang visited the Watson Tribe’s camp once more.
He discussed the food exchange issue with Shaman Ji Nuan regarding our two tribes; we collect sea beasts and seashells weekly for the Watson Tribe, and they provide us with food of equal value.
This trade has always been ongoing, but after the poison began to spread, we were unable to go out, and there was a break of one week until Shaman Ji Nuan sent Flying Orcs to learn about our situation, and our trade was able to continue."
The Whale Priest was simply too thrilled for words. Now, with so many orcs on the island of the Swordfish Tribe, securing daily food was a significant issue.
Haven’t you seen how dismayed those clan leaders and priests were, as if the already scant hair on their heads was about to vanish entirely?
The Whale Priest couldn’t help but inwardly exclaim, this Watson Tribe was truly extraordinary.
The Tortoise Tribe only allocated a small and not-so-great piece of territory to them, but still, they managed to provide such help to the Tortoise Tribe, which was exceedingly rare.
With a glimmer of hope, he looked towards the Tortoise Priest, "Old Priest, could you have your tribesmen inform the Watson Tribe’s Flying Orcs to request Shaman Ji Nuan to come to our island for a meeting?"