High above the clouds, the Cyan Fire Wings behind Xiao Yun continuously flapped, generating enormous wind pressure. Like a cyan roc, he soared freely through the skies.
"I didn't take a wrong turn, did I? According to the map, I should have arrived at one of the Eight Great Tribes of the Snake-People Tribe. Hopefully, I won't run into any of those bad-tempered Snake-People Commanders, or the deal might very well fall through." Hovering a thousand meters in the air, Xiao Yun looked down at the city amid the desert while studying the map in his hand, sounding somewhat uncertain.
Now that his strength had greatly increased, and with the terrifying might of the Green Lotus Core Flame, he was confident that even if he encountered the Queen Medusa, he could still retreat unscathed. That was why he had ventured deep into the desert, intending to trade with the Snake-People Tribe for the Sand Mandrake.
The Snake-People Tribe consisted of one holy city, the Eight Great Tribes, and countless smaller tribes. The leaders of the Eight Great Tribes were known as the Eight Commanders, each of whom possessed cultivation above the Dou Wang realm. Such strength was extraordinarily formidable within the Jia Ma Empire.
Although Xiao Yun had little impression of such minor characters, he had heard Hai Bo Dong mention in Stone Desert City that several among the Eight Commanders were hot-tempered sorts with deep blood feuds against humans, making communication nearly impossible. The rest also bore blood feuds, but were relatively reasonable and could be negotiated with.
"Forget it. No matter what, the worst that can happen is that I'll offer a little more." With that thought, Xiao Yun no longer concealed his aura and swept it toward the Snake-People Tribe below. At the same time, he shouted,