An alchemy furnace fell from the sky

Led by a young girl from the Shi tribe, Xu Fu quickly arrived at Wu Sanmei's side.

“This elder sister from the Qilin tribe doesn’t believe you’re from the Shi tribe. She wants to examine your divine stone. Quickly take it out and let her see it.”

Wu Sanmei addressed her as "elder sister" so affectionately, as if their earlier verbal sparring was just a joke.

Upon hearing this, Xu Fu fumbled for the Qiankun bag at his waist, and everyone's eyes were now focused on his hand.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and Xu Fu could even hear people swallowing.

"If this woman were to open a gambling den, she would definitely be a master!"

Xu Fu had already overheard the bet between the two, and he could already imagine Wu Sanmei's "exaggerated" expression when she spoke.

After rummaging through his Qiankun bag, Xu Fu pulled out a light green stone.

A series of painful wails immediately rang out behind Lin Miaoren. Many people had staked their most precious treasures on the deal, and they were only willing to take them out because they saw how confident Lin Miaoren was. They never expected that a dignified chieftain of the Qilin tribe would spout such nonsense!

"You didn't just find some random rock to fool me, did you?" Lin Miaoren said unwillingly.

Before he finished speaking, the divine stone slowly floated up and drifted right up to Xu Fu's eyes.

The divine stone was simply touched to Xu Fu's eyelids, and Xu Fu's originally lifeless eyes suddenly became bright.

"I...can see!"

Xu Fu's tone was full of disbelief. He had an inexplicable connection with the divine stone. Even without using his spiritual power, he could sense the stone's movements.

This sacred stone can cure miasma and poison!

This is so great!

Wu Sanmei seemed to have known all along. Seeing how miraculous the divine stone was, she simply nodded slightly, then looked at Lin Miaoren, forcing herself not to laugh.

Lin Miaoren's face was ashen. Losing the ring wasn't a big deal, but the fact that she hadn't touched the Witch God's treasure for three years was a huge blow to the Qilin tribe!

In particular, the Insect Tribe and the Stone Tribe produced extremely outstanding talents, making the three tribes, which were originally strong, the weaker ones.

The Inugami and Ryu clans are not to be underestimated either. If this is delayed for another three years, it will be very difficult to regain our equal footing.

Thinking of this, Lin Miaoren was on the verge of tears, her whole being in a daze. Without saying a word, she got up and walked down the mountain.

"Dinner's almost ready, why don't you eat before you go?" Wu Sanmei called out from afar.

Lin Miaoren did not respond, but instead quickened her pace.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wu Sanmei burst into laughter, laughing so hard she almost passed out, drawing the attention of everyone present.

But she didn't care at all and kept laughing until she was out of breath, then she slowly stopped, clutching her stomach.

"Third sister, may I speak to you in private?"

Xing He, the chieftain of the insect tribe, walked over when Wu Sanmei was laughing loudly, and waited until Wu Sanmei finished laughing before stepping forward to speak.

"what's up?"

While wiping away the tears of laughter, Wu Sanmei responded and followed Xing He a few steps toward a less crowded area.

"It is truly a cause for celebration that your department has produced such a talented individual!"

Xing He prepared to exchange pleasantries first.

"Get to the point!"

Wu Sanmei had no interest in listening to his nonsense and interrupted him directly.

"Then I won't beat around the bush!"

Xing He knew Wu Sanmei's temper, so he wasn't annoyed. He still said in a pleasant tone, "The Stone Division was the first to choose the Witch God's Treasure. I wonder which one has taken a fancy to?"

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Sanmei immediately looked at Xing He warily.

"It is our Insect Tribe that wishes to select the Demon Refining Pot. We would be grateful if Third Sister could do us a favor."

"You certainly know how to choose! Who wouldn't want the Demon Refining Pot?" Wu Sanmei said coldly, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Of the three remaining treasures of the Witch God, the one that has helped the tribe the most is the Demon Refining Pot. This is no secret, especially in the last ten years, the Demon Refining Pot has always been the first one chosen.

“I know this is a bit much, but we are family after all, we…”

"Stop! Who says we're family?"

Wu Sanmei was very dissatisfied with Xing He's wording.

"Although you and Xing Shan have never worshipped the Witch God, you were engaged after all, so you can be considered half a member of the Insect Tribe, right?"

"Bullshit! Don't mention him to me! If I ever see him, I'll skin him alive!"

When Wu Sanmei heard Xing He mention Xing Shan, she immediately flew into a rage.

"Alright, alright! If he dares to come back, I'll tie him up and personally deliver him to you!"

Xing Shan quickly went along with Wu Sanmei, afraid that this crazy woman would turn on him.

"That's pretty much it!"

"Then what do you think..." Xing He was overjoyed to see Wu Sanmei's tone soften, and quickly asked again earnestly.

"If you don't want the Demon Refining Pot, that's fine too. Just name your price!"

Wu Sanmei immediately changed her attitude, adopting a businesslike demeanor.

"Make...make a bid?" Xing He frowned slightly. He had thought that Wu Sanmei might make a request, but he didn't expect her to be so direct.

Before long, Wu Sanmei returned to the jubilant crowd in Shibu with a smile, while Xing He looked pale and dejected.

"Didn't you reach an agreement?" Seeing Xing He's appearance, an elder from the Insect Tribe hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"It's settled!" Xing He sighed.

"That's wonderful news!"

Elder Chong couldn't understand why Xinghe was acting this way.

"That crazy woman! She really bites hard!" Xing He said through gritted teeth, looking at Wu Sanmei in the distance.

Finally, to everyone's surprise, Wu Sanmei was the first to choose the Demon-Revealing Mirror, which made Fei Ku and Long Xiao frown and were very puzzled by Wu Sanmei's choice.

Xing He obtained the Demon Refining Pot as he wished, but thinking of the price paid by the Insect Tribe, Xing He felt that this treasure had become exceptionally heavy.

The people of the Qilin tribe obtained the Demon-Binding Rope, but Lin Miaoren had already left. The two people who obtained the Demon-Binding Rope also hurriedly left.

The Dragon Tribe and the Qilin Tribe watched the departing Qilin Tribe members with a sense of schadenfreude. Although they hadn't obtained the Witch God's treasure this year, the thought of having one less powerful competitor for the next three years offered some consolation.

With this, the five-way battle of wits has finally come to an end this year.

After the battle, the Stone Tribe was supposed to do its duty as hosts by hosting a banquet for the other four tribes. However, the Kirin Tribe withdrew early, and the Dog God Tribe and the Dragon Tribe were so badly defeated in the battle that they had no appetite for food or drink.

As for Xing He of the Insect Tribe, upon seeing Wu Sanmei, he acted as if he had seen something frightening and hurriedly led his people away.

Seeing this, the people of the Stone Clan were even more delighted.

With the "guests" gone, the banquet was now just for family. Plenty of wine, meat, and fruit allowed every member of the Shi tribe to eat their fill, and the entire Shi tribe was filled with jubilation.

Xu Fu, who brought this jubilation to the Shi tribe, hid in his small house, seemingly oblivious to the noise outside, carefully examining the ancient bronze mirror in front of him.