Prime Originator

Shortly after Leon and the ladies left Venerable Shaman Daal's abode with the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman, one of Baskara's women asked, "Venerable Shaman, how can you be so sure that Baskara has been treated when he still remains asleep?"

"What if this Young Master Leonhardt is just a conman, tricking us into owing him a favor? Not just anyone can peruse our tribe's collection of primordial heritage," another woman added with a frown.

Sonia and the other three women also silently agreed with a frown.

The Crimsonfog Tribe had sacrificed many good warriors and seniors to procure the amount of primordial heritage they have presently. 

It did not seem right for an outsider to peruse it freely. 

Nevertheless, Venerable Shaman Daal quickly reprimanded them, "Enough. Do not talk nonsense if you do not know anything. It's impossible for a person to fool so many experts." 

"I have not met Young Master Leonhardt long enough, nor have I observe much of his ability. But since the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman respects him greatly, it must be true. Thus, if you say another word that discredits or disrespects the Divine Doctor, I will punish you."

"We understand, Venerable Shaman," the two women quickly lowered their heads with startled looks after being reprimanded. 

"Just continue to tend to Baskara and inform me when he regains consciousness."

"Yes, Venerable Shaman."

Baskara's women complied after being instructed by Venerable Shaman Daal. 

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Meanwhile, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman quickly led Leon and the ladies to the Crimsonfog Tribe's Chief Palace before entering the Great Hall. 

"You must be Young Master Leonhardt, the Divine Doctor I've heard much about recently. Welcome, welcome. Feel free to peruse the collection as you please," an Extremity-rank Great Warrior greeted inside. 

"And you are…?" 

"Ah, pardon my manners. I am Silverpalm, the new acting chief of Crimsonfog Tribe," Chief Silverpalm spoke before adding wryly, "Though, not for long. I plan to abdicate once Chief Baskara awakens—if I am not defeated by another warrior by then."

"It's the first time that I've heard a tribe undergo changes to their chiefs so frequently," Leon commented with amusement. 

Chief Silverpalm and the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman immediately smiled wryly.

Sometime later, Leon was guided to the treasury, where the collection was kept, before he turned back to the ladies and said, "It seems like we are all permitted to peruse the collection together. Feel free to wait outside for me if you get bored, though." 

"I'm quite curious what these primordial techniques look like, so I'm going to take this take to look at them," Aria stated.

She was going in with him. 

"There's nothing else to do anyway, so I will also be joining." 

"Then… I will also have a look too." 

Duna and Darlene inputted.

"Very well," Leon nodded and said, "Let us enter together and see what the Crimsonfog Tribe has to offer then." 

After Leon entered the treasury with Aria, Duna, and Darlene, the guide prepared to close the door before informing, "Enjoy your perusal time, Young Master Leonhardt. I will come back and inform you when the Battle Masters are about to depart for the Death Passage." 

"Got it. Thanks," Leon nodded. 

The door shortly closed with a soft thud before Leon shifted his gaze onto the mountain of scrolls, books, and manuals containing the techniques of Gods and Devils from the primordial age. 

Without any surprises, Crimsonfog Tribe's stash was much bigger than the Darkmoon Tribe's collection. 

As Leon watched the ladies pick up an item each and began flipping through its contents curiously, he silently mused, 'It won't take me half an hour to copy everything into the Archive.' 

'I only hope that the Crimsonfog Tribe's collection will contain some of the missing volumes to the techniques I have chosen. Anyway, time to begin.'

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Fifteen minutes quickly passed within the blink of an eye. 

Inside the Crimsonfog Tribe's marketplace, the food supplies were quickly bought out by the Battle Masters before they began to leave and gather at the southern gate.

Although the food vendors were unwilling to sell so much to outsiders, they have received orders to allow it. 

For a period of time, the tribesmen will be forced to live frugally until the next hunting expedition's fruitful harvest.

"Uncle Jizo, have you Big Brother Leonhardt? I don't seem to see him anywhere since we entered the tribe," Young Zion inquired. 

The young master from the Battle God Palace had been glancing around, but the person he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. 

"There's no need to look around, Young Master Zion," Jizo stated before saying, "Young Master Leonhardt is very sought after. So the Crimsonfog Tribe will not miss this opportunity to make some requests of Young Master Leonhardt." 

"As such, we are not likely to see Young Master Leonhardt again until we are leaving for the demon's territory with the rest of the crowd." 

"I see," Young Zion uttered before inquiring casually, "Have we brought enough supplies, Uncle Jizo?" 

"Yes, Young Master Zion. This subordinate made sure of it before we departed from the Battle God Palace. Thus, there's no need to expend our wealth on inferior goods around here," Jizo assured. 

At the same time, many warriors immediately cast their disgruntled looks over after hearing the Extremity-rank Battle Master's disrespectful remark. 

However, they shortly recognized the person's status before giving up all thoughts of turning it into a big issue, letting it die down silently.

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Back at Venerable Shaman Daal's abode, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman shortly returned, causing Venerable Shaman Daal to be slightly surprised.

"Why are you back again, One-Eye?" 

"The Battle Masters are gathering at the southern gate, readying to depart for the Death Passage shortly. I am taking Baskara Boya with me," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman stated his purpose. 

Baskara's women were immediately startled before one of them quickly said, "Our husband has yet to recover, nor is he awakened. Isn't it inappropriate to take him to such a dangerous place under such circumstances, Venerable Shaman?"

"Be that as it may, I know for a fact that Baskara Boya will not want to miss the opportunity to enter the secret realm, hence, why I am taking him with me," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman said.

"You also wouldn't want him to miss this big opportunity to become stronger, right?"