The Elf Race, blessed with long lives, inevitably had some ancient monsters among them who had lived for tens of thousands of years. These old monsters were the foundation of the Elf Race.
If not for the Elf Race's relatively small population, coupled with their peaceful nature and preference for staying in the forests, the Beastman Continent might have been renamed the Elf Continent.
The Elf Race was also renowned for the abundance of its treasures. After all, elves lived far too long. Things they had used for thousands of years might have been ordinary items to them, but to members of other races, they were antiques.
In particular, the Water of Life unique to the Elf Race could not only preserve one's youth forever, but could even regenerate flesh from dry bones. A single drop of Water of Life could sell for over ten thousand Gold Coins.
On the Beastman Continent, the Elf Race's wealth was second only to the dragon race.
After all, dragons had become extremely obsessive about collecting treasures. Competing with dragons in wealth was simply impossible. What dragons loved most was gathering treasure, then sleeping atop mountains of gold and piles of silver.
Because the Elf Race possessed so many treasures, some people inevitably harbored other intentions. Though they did not dare openly rob the elves, they would secretly sneak into elven territory to steal those treasures.
To say nothing of anything else, if one could steal a jug of Water of Life, they would never need to worry about money for the rest of their life. That was why quite a few thieves died at the hands of the Elf Race every year.
"Xiao Xie, what are you thinking about? We actually made ten Gold Coins today. Hmm... not bad, not bad!"
Vivian