After the trade was completed, Jiang Xuan also needed to return.
"Screech..."
Tang Yuan spread its wings and let out a piercing cry.
Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tang Yuan's back, along with two other warriors from the Vine Tribe.
Shan Jia walked outside the tribe to see Jiang Xuan off.
Before departure, Shan Jia said to Jiang Xuan, "Chief Xuan, if you do go to the central region, please help us find out if the relic of our Old Turtle God still exists."
Logically speaking, the shell of the Old Turtle God is enormous and exceptionally hard, so it should be very difficult to decay.
Even though the Mountain Turtle Tribe is no longer strong, they still hope that one day they can bring back the relic of the Old Turtle God to the tribe for worship.
Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "All right, if there's an opportunity, I will help you inquire."
"Thank you, Chief Xuan."
