The pitiful poor even scrambled to join in the refining of the desolate bone for the bacon.
“For the Lian tribe, I guess it has to be so…” exclaimed the Patriarch “It’s such a pity. If we had a set of desolate bones without any toxicity, there wouldn’t be so many deaths due to the refinement.”
“A set of desolate bones without toxin?“ Lian Chengyu scoffed. “With the finances of our tribe and that incomplete technique manual, would we have been able to exchange for a set of desolate bones without toxicity?”
“Besides, the Frost Python desolate bones does not have toxin, it just has a hard to dissipate frost Qi. Once it enters the body, it freezes the organs, causing a person to lose his life. With a Desolate Heaven Master he could easily dissipate the Frost Python’s Frost Qi. But why would a Desolate Heaven Master be willing to help clear such a low-grade desolate bone’s toxicity? There was no chance for them to come to our Lian tribal clan!”