Hearing the Snow Tiger Witch's words, even the normally composed Flying Eagle Witch couldn't help but gasp.
Five Crystal Cores sounded like a lot, but one look at all this salt made it seem more than worth it.
The Snow Tiger Witch chuckled and waved a hand. "Take a look. This salt is very pure. The salt from the Shuishan Tribe is much cleaner than the salt from those Sea Side Tribes."
The Lion Witch rubbed the salt in his hands, fervently hoping he could meet the legendary Shuishan Tribe again next year and trade for more of this precious, pure salt.
"Tiger, the three of us discussed it. Each tribe will offer one Crystal Core, fifty large Beast Skins, and we'll also prepare some of our tribes' unique foods and fruits to send over. As for the salt..."
The Black Wolf Witch glanced at the small, pale blue mountain of salt behind him, gritted his teeth, and said, "Could you give each of our tribes one Beast Skin Bag?"
