This was what strength felt like. With these weapons and pills, he had brought only thirty tribal warriors and already slaughtered three tribes—without suffering a single casualty.
One had to know that any group worthy of being called a tribe had to number at least a thousand people. Otherwise, it did not qualify as a tribe at all.
A tribe needed women and hunting parties above all else. Without a hunting party, the entire tribe would starve to death; without women, the tribe would destroy itself.
Thus, a thousand people was merely the baseline.
And what about him? He had led just thirty warriors to slaughter three tribes, all without a single casualty. That was the benefit of overwhelming strength.
Now, he finally understood why those Heavenly Kingdom envoys looked at them as though they were ants. So... so that was how it was.
Mesmerizing—such intoxicating power.
Nothing happened that night. The next day, threads of bloodstink filled the entire dense forest. One tribal chief after another arrived at the trading grounds, clutching little black boxes, their bodies steeped in bloodlust.
Ye Lin's group had been waiting for them for quite some time.
"Envoy, here are five hundred thousand top-grade Heavenly Crystal Stones. Please make a plan for me," Goshawk said loudly as he stepped forward and handed Ye Lin ten little black boxes.
After collecting all the law fragments from the little black boxes into his Spatial Ring, Ye Lin returned the boxes to Goshawk.
"If you want the best arrangement for your five hundred thousand, then my recommendation is this."
"One defensive Formation Disk. This kind of Formation Disk can protect your tribe. Next, pills: one thousand Healing Pills and one thousand antidote pills."
At this, Goshawk nodded. Indeed, these were all things he needed. Healing Pills and