After both sides reached an agreement, everyone was naturally delighted. However, having Qin Fengming teach hundreds or even thousands of Huwang Tribe members was not a suitable approach.
In the end, following Elder Bagen's suggestion, the Huwang Tribe first selected younger tribesmen between ten and fifteen years old. After a round of endurance trials, those who passed would receive Qin Fengming's wholehearted instruction.
Qin Fengming naturally agreed to this approach.
Since he had reached an agreement with the Huwang Tribe, Qin Fengming immediately proposed reading the ancient texts preserved by the Huwang Tribe.
He knew far too little about the Land of Lice Dragons. Although he had gathered information from various sources before entering, not all of it had been accurate. As for a way to leave, Qin Fengming needed to collect even more information.
The reason the sinister-faced cultivator surnamed Li had been able to leave this place was, according to his own account, that he had managed it only through a stroke of fortune. And fortune was not something just anyone could encounter.
Dark Silence Hall had also once told him of a method, but the circumstances were not much different from what the cultivator surnamed Li had described. Qin Fengming did not know where that place was, however, so if he wanted to learn its location, he had to make inquiries in advance.
Of course, leaving this place was not especially urgent at the moment. The most important thing now was to gain a detailed understanding of the Land of Lice Dragons.
To learn the exact situation, the ancient texts held by the great tribes of the Land of Lice Dragons were undoubtedly the most suitable avenue.
Several days later, Qin Fengming walked out of a massive stone hall built from extremely sturdy rock. His youthful face