The Confident High Priestess

Zhang Xuanchen was a person who cherished his life immensely.

Cherish your own life, cherish the lives of your family!

To him, no heavenly materials and earthly treasures is more important than the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk!

This is a truly miraculous medicine that can bring people back from the dead and help them break through to new realms.

Even if I only get one drop, it's worth it!

The High Priestess was taken aback upon hearing Zhang Xuanchen's request.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if he were weighing something.

After a moment, he said:

"The Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk is guarded by the Tiger-Man Clan."

The Tiger-Man Race are Orc Clan.

It has some connection with the Human Race.

They possess the bloodline of the sacred beast White Tiger, albeit a very weak one, which still grants them formidable combat power.

It is one of the eight major Nascent Soul clans in this world.

Trying to seize the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk from them is a risky endeavor; the slightest mistake could lead to certain death.

Only by infiltrating silently.

Then, using extreme speed, they quickly escaped.

The level of danger involved is unimaginable.

The Ink Shadow Ghost Orchid is the key ingredient in refining the Breath-Concealing Medicinal Liquid.

You brought it back.

If I can obtain the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk, I can give you three drops.

This is the limit.

Are you sure you want to forgo the reward and take the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk?

Zhang Xuanchen looked into the High Priestess's unquestionable gaze.

He knew that bargaining was out of the question.

He nodded and said, "I'm sure!"

Three drops of Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk, in a way, are like three lives!

This is something that no heavenly materials and earthly treasures can buy.

"Alright, you will stay with my tribe for the time being."

If I am not mistaken, you possess Wind Attribute Spirit Root.

This place is also an excellent place for you to cultivate.

"It will take at least half a month, or at most a month, to obtain the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk."

Hearing the High Priestess's words, Zhang Xuanchen smiled and nodded.

Very confident.

It seems everything is ready.

If it weren't for Ink Shadow Ghost Orchid, he would never have had the chance to meet the Ten-thousand-year Stone Milk, nor would he have been able to befriend Feng Xiao and his sister.

"Very well, we will follow the High Priestess's arrangements."

It's only a month; he can wait that long.

If one can rely on the Nine Heavens Wind Dew Liquid to guide the Soaring Dragon Treading the Heavens Step the Heavens.

The travel speed will inevitably increase significantly.

Even if he wastes a month traveling, he will still arrive at the Starry Holy Palace much faster than planned.

The High Priestess nodded.

He then had a clansman lead Zhang Xuanchen away from the hall.

After several seconds of silence, the hall was quiet.

The High Priestess looked at Feng Yuan and said, "Feng Yuan, don't blame me."

Given the current situation, Feng Xiao and Feng Linger have no choice but to go outside.

Only then can we better serve the well-being of our people.

With the world becoming increasingly interconnected, great chaos in the future is inevitable.

Now that there's an opportunity for Feng Yuan and Feng Linger to go to the outside world ahead of schedule, I don't want to give it up.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuan quickly replied:

Why does the High Priestess say this?

As members of the Wind Feather Elf Race, it is their honor to contribute to the growth and well-being of their people!

How could I possibly blame him?

Moreover, as the Young Patriarch and Young Priest, if they can't even handle this matter properly...

What qualifications does he have to be the leader of such a large group?

This trip to the outside world is more of a blessing than a curse for them.

Upon hearing this, the High Priestess nodded.

I'm very pleased that you think this way.

Rest assured, I will leave a wisp of my Dharma Body on them before they leave.

Not only me, but all forty members of the clan at the Late Golden Core or above will have a Dharma Body left on them.

As long as they don't do anything reckless, they'll be fine.

"Thank you, High Priestess."

"No need for thanks. Go back and discuss it with your wife. Don't get angry."

"Yes, High Priestess."

If Zhang Xuanchen were to overhear their conversation, he would surely be incredibly envious.

Forty Dharma Body at or above the Late Golden Core.

There are also three Nascent Soul Dharma Body.

Aside from the four overlords of the South Sea Immortal Continent, which force could possibly withstand them?

Outside the hall.

Zhang Xuanchen sensed the Wind Attribute Spiritual Qi around him and felt refreshed and invigorated.

The winds within the territory of the Wind Feather Elf Race are not as fierce and piercing as those outside.

On the contrary, it is very mild.

And it will continuously flow into the body.

The dwellings of the Elf Race are all built from the Phoenix Perch Spirit Tree.

Some are on the ground, some on towering trees, and some on cliffs.

But the arrangement was orderly, without a trace of chaos.

The Wind Feather Elf walking outside the wooden house was immediately captivated by Zhang Xuanchen the moment she saw him.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

It kept making "waaaah!" sounds of surprise.

Just then, a group of half-grown radish-heads rushed towards Zhang Xuanchen, shouting.

The leader of the children was about ten years old, flapping his small wings.

Standing in front of Zhang Xuanchen with his hands on his hips, he shouted:

"Hello!

Are you the Human Race guest from the outside world that the elders spoke of?

That's strange.

"You're so similar in size to us, why don't you have wings?"

"Watch me. My dad said that only with wind wings can you leave the clan's territory and travel through hurricanes."

"Can you do this without wings?"

As he spoke, the child king walked up to Zhang Xuanchen, turned his back to Zhang Xuanchen, flapped his wings, and showed off, his eyes full of pride.

Among the Wind Feather Elf Race, anyone who can condense wind wings at the age of ten can definitely be considered Heavenly Talent.

This is also why he can become the leader of children.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanchen's mind stirred.

A Spirit Sword slowly materialized beneath his feet and circled in the air.

He laughed and said, "I am Human Race, so naturally I cannot condense wind wings, but I am a cultivator."

Although I cannot move freely through hurricanes like your clan's powerful warriors.

But ordinary hurricanes can't stop me.

He naturally wanted to satisfy the children's curiosity.

As they spoke, he took out some pastries and snacks from the Myriad Spirit Ring and distributed them to the children.

"This is food from the outside world, the food of the Human Race, it's delicious."

You should try it.

The moment the pastries were taken out, a delicate fragrance filled the surroundings.

The group of children had never seen such novel food before, and they all swallowed hard.

But he did not reach out to take it.

Instead, they turned their attention to the young man who was leading Zhang Xuanchen to his residence.

Those close to the High Priestess naturally hold extraordinary positions within the clan.

Feeling the children's gazes, the young man smiled and nodded.

A person who is personally received by the High Priestess and the Clan Leader cannot be an evil person.

Once they received permission, the group of little ones rushed forward in a swarm.

They surrounded Zhang Xuanchen completely.

"Give me one, boss."

"Me too, me too!"

"Stop forcing it! Feng Tu, you bit my hand! It hurts!"

"Human Race brother, could I have one?"

"Delicious, delicious, so delicious!"

"Waaah, I've never eaten such delicious food in my life!"

More than forty pieces of pastry were devoured in just a short time.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Xuanchen was dumbfounded.

Really... won't you choke?

"Brother, is there any more? I didn't get any." One of the little girls was too young to get any.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanchen took out all the remaining pastries.

It cost a little over one hundred yuan in total.

Handing it to the little girl, he said:

"Kid, you take these and distribute them. If anyone tries to take them..."

I won't give it to him.

If you're bullied, go find Feng Xiao, explain the situation, and he'll definitely protect you!