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Chapter 786 The Old Wizard Gifts a Sandpit

Wu Yue looked at the stone jar: "Is this the blood of the scorpion beast?"

Seeing her interest, the old wizard handed her the stone jar.

"Yes, this jar of scorpion beast blood was exchanged between me and the Great Tribe."

The blood has a strong binding force; with its binding properties and the protection of this sand dune, this sandstorm will pose no danger.

Are there tribal trading gatherings here?

Wu Yue took the stone jar from the old wizard and asked curiously.

The old shaman chuckled and said, "Of course I have. I remember when I was young, I even participated in a trade fair held by one of your tribes."

Our tribes, who live around the oasis, hold several trade fairs every year.

It was assumed that the event would be held when the desert weather was at its best, and everyone gathered at the edge of the large tribe's settlement in the oasis.

They exchanged items they needed.

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Yue: "The reason I said I would take you, Wu Yue, to meet the wizards of the major tribes is because the next trade fair is about to be held."

Although the weather is cold in winter, there are fewer disasters such as sandstorms than at other times.

Although this sandstorm is very powerful, it will not last long.

And after this, it will be a very, very long time before it happens again.

We can set off for the oasis without worry.

Wu Yue nodded knowingly.

As the old wizard had predicted, the sandstorm that seemed poised to engulf the entire desert only lasted a day before slowly dissipating.

The next day, a faint blue hue could be seen in the distant sky.

The orc warriors moved the boards blocking the sand dunes.

The group emerged one after another from the not-so-spacious sand dune.

Wu Yue took a few deep breaths of the air, which still carried a slight earthy smell.

Four people huddled together in the sand for one night, and she felt the air inside was getting thin.

Although there are ventilation holes, it still feels very oppressive.

"Haha, Wizard Moon must be having a hard time getting used to it."

Seeking shelter from sandstorms in sand dunes has become a part of our lives.

The old wizard laughed heartily.

Wu Yue smiled wryly: "The environment is different in every territory, I just haven't gotten used to it yet."

At this moment, on the open sand dune, the tribespeople were tidying up their living quarters.

Some tribesmen laughed as they dug out the sand pits where their tribesmen had been buried.

"Haha, this guy really got buried."

I told him the place he chose was no good.

"Once we dig him out, we must give him a good laugh."

The males dug, and the females helped carry the loads—a scene of bustling activity.

“Witch Moon, I have just instructed the clan chief to build a new sand dune for the two of you to live in.”

Although that sand dune wasn't as sturdy as the one I live in now, it was still made of the blood of a bronze-tier scorpion beast.

You can take it with you when you leave.

He patted Yuan Lang's strong arm: "For a powerful orc warrior, carrying a sand dune on his back is no problem at all."

Wu Yue was deeply moved; the old wizard had given them a safe house in the desert.

That night, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang rested in the new sand dune that the clan chief had sent them.

Without having to squeeze in with strangers, the two slept soundly.

The next day, I was awakened by the lively conversation of my clansmen.

Yuan Lang had already packed the items into a leather bundle.

Seeing that she was awake, he handed her a bamboo tube: "Go wash up first. We're leaving today. I'll be carrying this sandpit in a bit. Do you want to summon Ta Yun?"

The journey to the oasis seems quite long.

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