The pressure brought by the Cold Wind Tribe hung over everyone like a mountain.
As a small tribe, they could not defy the Cold Wind Tribe. To do so would mean their annihilation.
But the Ancient Wood Tribe truly could not produce that much Moon Gazing Dew.
"Those so-called five hundred drops of Moon Gazing Dew are just an excuse."
Canglan Jun sighed. He was deeply pessimistic, reminded of the destruction of the Canglan Tribe years ago.
He could see that the Cold Wind Tribe had demanded five hundred drops of Moon Gazing Dew simply to find an excuse for war.
Even if the Ancient Wood Tribe produced that much Moon Gazing Dew, the Cold Wind Tribe would find another excuse.
No matter what,
this battle could not be avoided.
"The Cold Wind Tribe's fourth-rank expert is coming. Another tribe is about to be wiped out."
Grief filled Canglan Jun's face. He sat alone at the entrance to the Main Hall and took no further part in the discussion.
The sight of him weighed even more heavily on everyone's hearts.
A Tier 3 cultivator in gray leather armor spoke up. "In my opinion, we should first find a way to meet the Cold Wind Tribe's demands. If we don't have enough Moon Gazing Dew, we can offer up some of the tribe's mortals."
This man was Huiyan Yao, a peak Tier 3 expert. He had once led the nearby Huiyan Tribe, but after Li Chang'an defeated him, he led his entire tribe in submission.
He was formidable, ranked among the Ancient Wood Tribe's five strongest, and his words carried weight.
Many others voiced their agreement.
"Exactly. As long as we meet their demands, the Cold Wind Tribe will have no reason to attack for now. Perhaps things will still take