"This is the 'Martial King Supreme Body' refined from myriad poisons, and it is also the first gift I give to you." Looking at the blood-red marks tinged with light purple on Zhu Bufan's body, the old man seemed quite pleased with his 'handiwork'.

"Of course, it is called the Supreme Body, but your Martial King Supreme Body is still far from a true Supreme Body; it requires continuous refinement. One day, when your cultivation matures, it will become the weapon to help you step onto the ultimate peak. By then, you will naturally understand."

"Wait a minute! Shaman, you said it's a gift? What do you mean?"

Before Zhu Bufan could finish speaking, the Shaman raised his hand to stop him and continued, "These matters will be explained to you by someone else as you continue on your path. As for now, I will not tell you, and also, this is your belonging." Saying this, the Shaman waved his hand towards Zhu Bufan, and somehow, a bundle of silver, which was actually the Water Mysterium Silver Clothes, landed in Zhu Bufan's hand. "This outfit is nice; I had to exert some effort to pry it off you the other day. Wearing it will also conveniently cover your Martial King Patterns."

Shaking his head, the Shaman then turned and entered the back room. After a considerable time, the thin hands, looking like dark green bones, presented Emperor Yan Broken Army in front of Zhu Bufan, saying, "This is the second gift I am giving you."

As Zhu Bufan received the Emperor Yan Broken Army, he noticed that besides the fine marks like blood vessels on the pitch-black blade, there was also a faint, hard-to-detect greenish glow flowing on it.

"As for what changes it possesses, you will have to find out for yourself. I believe that strange little girl probably doesn't know either." A mysterious smile hung at the corner of the old man's mouth as he shakily returned to his seat.

The continuous surprises made Zhu Bufan feel not a trace of joy but only endless confusion. Zhu Bufan truly could not understand why the Shaman would inexplicably stupefy their group and then give such great benefits to him alone, which could only be described as unbelievable.

"Don't worry, this old man likely has no ill intentions; just do as he said." The familiar yet long-lost voice of Emperor Yan resounded once again, and though Emperor Yan's unusually compliant attitude was somewhat strange to Zhu Bufan, it brought him genuine happiness.

"Hehe, it seems you have confirmed from that special little sister that I have no malicious intentions, are you at ease now?" Seeing that Zhu Bufan had taken the Emperor Yan Broken Army and was lost in thought, the Shaman chuckled, "Don't worry, she is still digesting the changes the myriad poisons and medicines wrought in her, she can't come out for the time being."

"Shaman, may I ask about my companions?" After taking a deep breath, Zhu Bufan decided to temporarily suppress his doubts and asked the Shaman again.

"Don't worry, just as I said at the beginning, they are well, all cultivating in a very tranquil place. Once they finish their seclusion, you can head to the fourth layer at any time, and no one will stop you." Stroking his beard, the Shaman then closed his eyes again, saying, "You may go out and get familiar with your new body and power. I have already spoken to the tribespeople; they won't give you a hard time. I'm tired; you may leave now."

Seeing the Shaman close his eyes and become utterly still, evidently not intending to speak again, Zhu Bufan slung the Emperor Yan Broken Army over his shoulder and left the Shaman's room.

"Right! Storage Ring and other things!" As soon as he stepped out the door, Zhu Bufan suddenly remembered that items like the Storage Ring and Sealing Thunder Clean Jade necklace were all still with the Shaman; he'd been so preoccupied with Emperor Yan and Huo Ling's safety that he completely forgot about these matters.

"Mr. Zhu Bufan, these are what the Shaman asked me to give you." Just as Zhu Bufan was hesitating about whether to return and ask the Shaman, a man from the Shennong Clan approached him quickly and stuffed the Storage Ring and jewelry into Zhu Bufan's hands.

Having regained his power, Zhu Bufan could feel that the Shennong clansman delivering the items had a cultivation likely around the Bone Forging Fifth Layer Heaven. Looking around, the ordinary townsfolk of the Shennong Clan walking by clearly all possessed the ability of the Body Tempering Stage. It was a typical case of a universally armed population, and considering the size of this tribe was evidently more than ten times larger than the Thunder Tribe, it made the strength of the Shennong Clan truly formidable!

"By the way, brother, may I ask where here I can find precious medicinal materials?" Zhu Bufan grabbed the Shennong clansman who had just delivered the items and asked.

"My name is Shennong Erteng; call me Erteng. Actually, there's no such thing as precious medicinal materials per se; the material that you need the most at the time is the most precious to you." Chuckling, Erteng said to Zhu Bufan. Compared to the people of the Thunder Clan, the Shennong Clan seemed to harbor less hostility towards humans, probably because of the sheer ferocity of the Thunder Clan above them.

"You're right; actually, there are no such precious materials. When you need them the most, that's when they are the most precious." Convinced by Erteng's words, Zhu Bufan found himself speechless, feeling that perhaps the other party didn't want to reveal the location. Considering he was already enjoying his time on someone else's territory, and even thinking about taking things from their doorstep was indeed a bit much, Zhu Bufan was easily persuaded by this burly Shennong clansman.

"Of course, if distinguishing by the abundance and scarcity, there are indeed precious medicinal materials. After all, in this Thousand Forest Layer, not only are there medicinal materials, but also numerous poisonous plants and insects. Therefore, you must be careful when entering the forest, especially since many demon beasts roam about. These roaming demon beasts are mostly between the Second Rank and Third Rank, which might be quite troublesome for you now. As for the map, the shaman has already placed it in the ring, rest assured."

"Then… that…" After hearing what the man from the Shennong Clan had said, Zhu Bufan's feelings at the moment couldn't just be described as surprise, it was complete shock.

"Did the shaman, could he have possibly predicted that I would ask you these things?"

"Hehe, of course, the shaman's divinations are omnipotent. Ten days before you arrived on this third layer, he had already foreseen your coming, even knowing where you would land. He had us prepare everything; indeed, on the tenth day when you arrived, it was right where we prepared, silently and colorlessly, you were hit with 'Soul Silence Powder'."

"Soul Silence Powder… What is that? It sounds quite terrifying." Thinking back to the moment he felt a sudden weakness followed by overwhelming fatigue that he couldn't resist, Zhu Bufan felt a chill in his heart.

"Soul Silence Powder is a secret medicine refined by the shaman. Just a breath of it causes even the soul to fall into a silent slumber. Only with a unique antidote can it be cured; otherwise, the soul will keep sleeping, and if the time passes, a person will die directly." Talking about Soul Silence Powder, the Shennong Clan man also felt a bit frightened; it was a substance that definitely ensnares anyone who smells it.

"That... isn't that kind of thing invincible? Just sprinkle some during a fight, who could possibly compete with your Shennong Clan?" Hearing of a poison that directly affects the soul, Zhu Bufan was utterly terrified.

"I'm not sure about that. Alright, I need to go back as well. The map is already in the ring, marked with some locations of precious medicinal materials, but be cautious of the demon beasts." After saying this, the Shennong Clan man turned around and left, leaving Zhu Bufan deeply pondering the effects of that nerve-impairing medicine.

"Don't worry, this medicine should only be effective against Human Rank cultivators. For those who have reached the Soul Refining Realm, their soul foundations are stable and they can withstand attacks aimed at the soul. Once you are at the Soul Refining Level, it should hardly be effective." Thinking Zhu Bufan was scared by the Soul Silence Powder, Emperor Yan quickly said.

"What! You had me all excited for nothing, I was thinking if it's really that invincible, I'd ask the shaman to trade a few dozen pounds to scatter around," hearing Emperor Yan's words, Zhu Bufan slapped his hands disappointingly, nearly causing Emperor Yan to choke out of frustration in the Process of Conquering Armies, almost making him the first Sword Spirit to be choked to death.

"Is this satisfactory?" In the eerily quiet large wooden cabin, the shaman's previously closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a flicker of emerald green flame deep within his eye sockets.

"It is sufficient, thank you, shaman. It is all thanks to you that his Martial King Pattern could be fully activated." From the shadowy back room, a calm male voice emerged, though plain, it couldn't hide a hint of respect.

"You don't need to thank me, I am just keeping a promise made long ago, and I am also looking forward to seeing what kind of turmoil the return of the Martial King Pattern will stir up. Honestly, I was quite skeptical at first and didn't dare to take the risk." The shaman chuckled, but his tone was entirely devoid of mirth.

"Hehe, a little is already enough. Moreover, Lord Demon King had already mentioned it before, and the timing is just about right. Ah, shaman, he will definitely manage it."

"In this tower, I've experienced many things and have long since ceased to hold any expectations. By the way, are you still carrying on with those divisions of regions?" The shaman's empty gaze lingered for a while before suddenly asking.

"Shaman, you know as well, for a belligerent Jiuli Clan like the Emperor Suan Race, what would happen if they were unified. Instead of that, isn't it better to keep them in a semi-divided state?" A figure slowly emerged from the darkness, none other than the mysterious Mr. Kou.

"Do as you please. The Emperor Suan Race is indeed war-hungry, but I hope you don't go too far. Nowadays, the Emperor Suan Race is probably at the bottom among the eighty-one Jiuli Clans, after so many years of division."

"Don't worry, shaman, we will be measured," Mr. Kou quickly bowed in response to shaman's words.

"That's good, you may leave, I'm tired. Remember to send my regards to Golden Peng." After saying this, the shaman closed his eyes again, and this time, not even a trace of his breath leaked.

"He's truly a fearsome individual." Watching the shaman, who seemed like a stone sculpture, Mr. Kou wryly thought for a moment before once again disappearing into the darkness.

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