"Are you really the Priestess? How rude of me! I’ll inform them immediately. Please wait a moment" The elf gave a slight apologetic bow before quickly rushing out of view.

  While they waited, Ye Lan turned to Ma Mian with a curious expression. "Hey, isn’t that pce supposed to be elf territory? Why is your wife there? Don’t tell me your wife~"

  "Miss Priestess, please don’t misunderstand! Our retionship with the elves is quite strong, so we occasionally send people for cultural exchanges. We provide them with physical training methods and cultivation resources, and in return, they supply us with magical scrolls and spells that help conserve magic..."

  Ma Mian looked at Ye Lan with a tearful expression. Miss Priestess! What kind of thoughts are running through your head? Priestesses are supposed to be pure and innocent, but you… you’re nothing like that!

  "Oh, so I misunderstood" Ye Lan chuckled, waving her hand dismissively, signaling him not to dwell on such trivial matters.

  The elves efficiency was truly remarkable. Ye Lan had expected to wait at least 30 minutes, but in less than ten, Princess Lian appeared on the screen.

  Except… she looked nothing like the elegant figure Ye Lan remembered.

  In her memory, Lian was always graceful and dignified, her emerald green hair neatly styled, a perfectly pced crown resting atop her head, exuding an aura of nobility.

  But now… her crown sat askew, her hair was a tangled mess, dark circles shadowed her eyes, and she clutched a thick book in her hands.

  "Lian, you..."

  "Ahahaha, it's Ye Lan-chan! Sorry, sorry, I’ve been a bit busy tely and got a little deyed. Seeing that you can use communication magic, I assume the beastkin envoys have arrived to pick you up, right? Their efficiency really exceeded my expectations this time"

  Lian ughed as she hastily tried to fix her clothes, clearly attempting to change the subject. Ye Lan pursed her lips, if you don’t want me to ask, I won’t.

  "Lian, the humans in this area were poisoned by a level 50 Drill Rat King and have fallen unconscious. Do you have any way to cure them?" Ye Lan got straight to the point.

  On the other side of the screen, Lian froze, visibly stunned, failing to respond immediately.

  "What’s wrong? Don’t tell me even you don’t have a solution?"

  "Cough, cough Of course, I do! I was just surprised to hear that from you, Ye Lan-chan. It’s the first time I’ve seen a beastkin so concerned about humans~" Lian replied with a teasing smile.

  Hearing this, even Niu Tou and Ma Mian couldn’t help but nod in agreement. In their entire lives, they had never encountered a beastkin like Ye Lan.

  "Eh… that’s not important right now. Let’s focus, these people won’t st much longer..." Ye Lan looked around at the victims sprawled on the ground. Most of them were barely level 20. She didn’t know much about poisons, but a level 50 toxin was clearly far too much for someone at level 20.

  Upon hearing this, Lian wasted no time. She cleared her throat and responded. "A special species, Drill Rat King? I haven’t heard of it, but it’s probably some type of rodent.

  For a low-level monster like that, a basic detoxification spell should be enough, but it requires 200 mana points. That might be a bit difficult for you beastkin. While there are magic scrolls with detoxification spells, the quantity is a bit... limited.

  So, you might want to consider preparing an antidote instead. I'll send you the list of necessary ingredients, just a moment..."

  After saying this, Lian began searching for something on her side of the screen. Moments ter, five lights shone next to the image, and five magic scrolls materialized, falling to the ground.

  Magic scrolls were an exclusive elven product, capable of sealing spells within them. To use one, all you had to do was unfold it, and the magic would activate instantly.

  "Among these five scrolls, one contains the list of ingredients needed for the antidote, while the other four have concealment magic sealed inside. You can use them to hide your level and attributes, making it harder for others to detect you" Lian expined with a smile.

  Ye Lan’s eyes lit up with excitement as she gazed at the magic scrolls. Lian had really given her something precious this time! Scrolls that could conceal her identity and abilities!

  Niu Tou and Ma Mian were equally astonished. Concealment magic scrolls… This was a treasure!

  In the bck market of the Beastkin Kingdom, these scrolls were worth a fortune!

  "Thank you so much, Lian!" Ye Lan said cheerfully.

  Lian waved her hand dismissively. She actually wanted to keep chatting with Ye Lan, but upon gncing at the thick book in her hands, her motivation instantly vanished.

  "Well, let’s leave it at that. Ye Lan-chan, I still have unfinished business. Ah, right, when you return, you’ll be passing through our territory, won’t you? Make sure to come visit me!"

  Click!

  The image cut off.

  Niu Tou and Ma Mian colpsed onto the ground, looking no different from dried fish. Their tongues lolled out, and the light had completely faded from their eyes.

  Ye Lan picked up the scrolls and turned her gaze toward the distant UN headquarters. "Let’s make a deal"

  At UN Headquarters

  "Mr. President! The beastkin priestess is requesting an audience!" A staff member rushed in, nearly tripping over himself, and addressed the President of the United States.

  The President frowned, clenched his teeth, and responded, "Do not rece-"

  Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway. Ye Lan, accompanied by Chuyue, Niu Tou, and Ma Mian, walked straight into the room.

  "This isn’t something you can simply choose to ignore just because you don’t want to, Mr. President of the United States. I’ve come to make a deal with you~" Ye Lan smiled, her eyes narrowing as she held a magic scroll in her hands.

  "A deal? Another deal?"

  Ever since the first negotiation with the elves, the President, who came from the business world, had developed a deep-seated trauma regarding the word 'deal'.

  "We don-"

  "Wait. Think carefully. What I’m offering in this negotiation is the method to neutralize the Drill Rat King’s poison. It may be dangerous, but it’s not impossible to handle. Its area of effect is currently limited to the region near New York. But aren’t the elites of the United States gathered here? If they all died, that would be quite the loss, don’t you think?"

  Ye Lan maintained an air of complete indifference toward humans.

  The President of the United States frowned, then turned to look at Ye Lan.

  "What is it that you want? Money? Power? People? Surely, you aren’t cking any of those" he asked, puzzled.

  Niu Tou and Ma Mian also looked at her with curiosity. They, too, couldn’t understand what Ye Lan sought from humans.

  Ye Lan simply gestured toward Chuyue. Obediently, Chuyue opened her system space, letting a weapon, exclusive to the human race, drop to the ground.

  "What I want is simple. Tell me where you got this, and I’ll give you the method to counteract the poison. What do you think? A pretty fair deal, isn’t it?" Ye Lan smiled, believing her expression to be angelic.

  But to the President of the United States, that smile was more terrifying than Satan’s himself. He swallowed hard, suddenly feeling as if he had aged ten years, and finally spoke in a trembling voice.

  "China… Mount Kunlun..."

  Suvn