"What is a Wind Spirit Stone?" Shang Yin was interested. "If we could really get one, we might get rich. The charlatans said that all the priests of the Qingfeng tribe were Wind Spirit Cultivators."

"You mean, you also want to collect low-grade wind-type spirit stones?" The third priest was not stupid.

"Why not? Third Priest, the Qingfeng tribe is backed by the Howling Mountain Valley, so they have a lot of large livestock."

"Then... let Tielin take care of this matter. Isn't he also a spiritual cultivator?"

"Right." Shang Yin slapped his head, "A small priest, knowing about spirit stones, is the most suitable person for this job."

"Also, you should look for Chun Wu. He's in charge of Hong Lingyu and has the most up-to-date information. He knows the types of divine cultivators the high priests and great witches in each region are..."

"I understand! If he is a gold-type spiritual cultivator, we can also collect the gold-type mid-grade spirit stones." Shang Yin was naturally the one who understood things immediately.

Ma Yue was truly relieved. With two such powerful figures in the civil affairs department of the Hai Tribe, he had less to worry about. After explaining the principles, the Third Priest and Shang Yin were able to come up with more ideas. These were the true talents Ma Yue needed.

As we were talking, a trading team arrived at the east city gate with fifty deer. What a great sight.

"Yuan Ta, you are lucky to buy so many large livestock at one time." Shang Yin knew him.

"I wanted to trade with your Sea Tribe, but you guys refused to do so, haha!" Yuan Ta is the third leader of the Otter Tribe and he often brings ships here to trade.

"Come on, your otter tribe is so poor, what do you have?" Large livestock are very precious, and there is really nothing worth exchanging.

"What is it? Shang Yin, have you seen this kind of spiritual stone..."

“I wiped it!”