The team returned to the Haifan tribe in a mighty manner, and everyone felt relieved.
"Sure enough!" After listening to Ma Yue's story, Lei Qing finally understood what a sense of crisis was.
"You mean to say that the mid-level god is from the Thunder God tribe?" Ma Yue asked.
"Yes! My previous generation high priest said that there was a cultivator of the same generation as her in the Thunder God Tribe who was away! I guess it was that Lei Feng. He actually came back and hid in the Thunder God Tribe for so many years..." Lei Qing became more and more upset. In the beginning, what he did as the high priest of the Thunder God Tribe was really unsuccessful.
"Perhaps, the Lei Feng you are talking about has just returned not long ago?" Ma Yue said.
"No, my feeling is correct."
As soon as the woman talked about her feelings, Ma Yue felt that he could no longer communicate.
"Lei Qing, you did a good job. This time, the counterattack was quite fruitful, haha!" Ma Yue decided to change the subject.
"I'm the leader, right? I should think more about it. My luck this time is really good. If Lei Ting and Lei Feng could have refrained from leaving the cave, I wouldn't have had this opportunity." Lei Qing said.
The most important thing is that Lei Feng, who has a very high level of divine power, also went out. Otherwise, if Lei Feng stayed in Leishen City, the one who would be in trouble would be Lei Qing himself who was charging forward.
Due to the huge gap in cultivation, Lei Qing knew that he had no chance against Lei Feng, a mid-level god.
"Don't worry, that old god has been seriously injured, and his fighting ability is not as good as mine. You don't have to worry as long as I am here, haha!" Ma Yue said with a smile, licking his face. Whether he can do it or not, he must first give Lei Qing confidence. He is a man, and also her reliance and hope.
"There is always someone better than you, Lei Qing. Don't be at the front in future battles." Ma Yue still wanted to persuade him. The cultivation level of that god was quite high. Ma Yue relied on the advantage of the spiritual weapon, but he almost couldn't hold on. Lei Qing was even more unreasonable.
"Yeah!" Lei Qing was a little scared.
"Immortal cultivators themselves are not suitable for fighting on the battlefield. Look, Lei Ting was almost killed by a flying spear, and that middle-grade god Lei Feng was also beaten half to death by the flying stones of water bugs. Immortal cultivators are not omnipotent." Ma Yue really didn't want to appear on the battlefield unless it was absolutely necessary.
Lei Qing gave Ma Yue a blank look. Isn't it the first time that you, a cultivator, have created a precedent of using divine power to blast the door? Aren't people imitating you?
The Haifan tribe won two major victories in a row and seized a large amount of food and resources, so a grand sacrificial ceremony was necessary.
This time, Lei Qing also recruited 500 strong men from the Thunder God Tribe and will slowly integrate them.
"Charlatan, are you still going to trade?" asked the second priest.
"Let's wait until we grow green onions next year. It's not cost-effective to just exchange salt and potatoes." Green onions are a luxury after all, and they can save a lot of salt.
As for potatoes, to put it bluntly, they can’t be sold at a good price, and they are so old and heavy that they are not suitable for remote trading.
Unfortunately, radishes are not suitable for cultivation here. The most suitable long-distance trading commodity is salted dried radish, which is valuable and light to carry.
"Okay, I'll go to the core area to look for limestone." The second priest still has a mission.
"Don't go to Leishen City. It will be troublesome if they detain you. The people here are not well-behaved." Ma Yue was worried about the second priest, who was his most important assistant.
"Don't worry, the current Thunder God Tribe doesn't have the guts to do that, haha!"
Well, the big tribes in this damn place are always fighting and forging alliances. Last year, the Ice Eye Tribe raided and robbed the Thunder God Tribe, and this year, the two tribes have formed an alliance to fight against me... How fickle.
With the arrival of the second priest and the water bug, Ma Yue did feel a lot more relaxed. This is the importance of management talents.
The salt-boiling at the seaside, with the Three Sacrifices and Bo organizing it, rarely gave Ma Yue much to worry about. Lei Qing, however, spent his time either training or hunting, rarely even participating in military training. Why? Was there a water bug there?
On the battlefield, Shuichong knocked down the powerful old god of the enemy with a stone from thirty meters away. His prestige was rising rapidly. Who would dare to disobey?
Where does prestige come from? It's earned through hard work. What's wrong with being lame? It's all about ability.
Huangpi, who had just arrived, finally found clay, fired the kiln, and used the clay, which greatly improved the efficiency of the Haifan tribe's pottery making and made it more durable. After all, Huangpi was a professional potter.
The two warriors who had survived Ma Yue's difficult experiences were at best novice potters, and were lucky to be able to make a single pottery basin. With Huang Pi around, the Haifan tribe's pottery business finally got back on track.
The third priest was a little shy. Look at them, every step of the process is done manually. When he led the team to boil salt before, he wasted a lot of manpower and material resources.
"Bo, do you need anything else?" The third priest was not pretentious. He knew that the other party was an expert and understood better than himself. What he needed was as much assistance as possible to make Bo a good player.
"Third Priest, some of the people here can be transferred away." Bo said.
"Why?" Isn't it better if there are more people? Our main business now is to boil salt.
"The pottery-making team in Huangpi is under too much pressure and needs a lot of manpower. Three priests, what we need now are more durable pottery basins. Therefore, we must ensure the quantity and quality of Huangpi's pottery as much as possible, so that we will have the opportunity to boil more salt." Bo, he actually has a big picture view.
He is an old man of the Hai tribe, and he always cares about the Hai tribe.
"You're right." The third priest became more and more shy. He still needed to learn from Bodo in the future. The old people in the Sea Tribe were indeed capable people. No wonder the charlatan missed them. "I'll arrange it right away!"
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