After Shi Feng accepted a one-star expedition quest from the guild, he led the group toward the Temple of Dawn.
The Temple of Dawn was the favorite destination for all healing-class players.
Here, Priests, Oracles, and Druids could take on various quests to learn advanced skills. By completing these quests, they could acquire higher-level abilities.
"Guild Leader, what are we doing here?" Huo Wu asked, confused.
"Looking for help," Shi Feng said with a slight smile, and said nothing more.
Entering the main hall of the Temple of Dawn, they found it packed with Level 180 elite guards. Beneath the statue of the goddess in the center stood a red-robed Priest in Priest robes at Level 200.
A Priest was the advanced second-tier class of the Oracle. A Level 200 Priest was an existence far beyond anything Shi Feng's group could aspire to, yet this red-robed Priest noticed Shi Feng approaching and actually walked toward him of his own accord.
"Greetings, Viscount," the red-robed Priest said, taking the initiative to be friendly.
"Respected Priest, greetings. I'd like to purchase some Water of Life. I wonder if you have any here?" Shi Feng asked in a soft voice.
Water of Life was drawn from the Eternal Spring — essentially the supreme healing elixir of the entire Divine Realm. It could instantly restore any injury and even regrow a severed limb. It was extraordinarily precious, especially vital for NPCs.
The Temple of Dawn had always worshipped the Goddess of Dawn, and the Eternal Spring was a divine gift bestowed upon the Temple by the Goddess herself.
In the entire Divine Realm, only the Temple of Dawn could possibly obtain Water of Life.
"Viscount, Water of Life is extremely precious. It is a blessing from the Goddess of Dawn upon us humans. Every single drop is a supreme treasure — not something a Priest like myself can casually bestow upon others. Please forgive me, Viscount." The red-robed Priest looked somewhat displeased. However, the status of a Viscount from White River City was still quite high. Despite his irritation, he kept it in check. Had it been any other player, they would likely have been thrown out of the hall.
Shi Feng knew this perfectly well.
Although he had guessed beforehand that his Viscount status alone wouldn't be enough, such a blunt refusal was still a blow.
"Is there truly no way?" Shi Feng immediately activated his Holy Mark, fixing his gaze on the red-robed Priest.
Shi Feng's starry eyes blazed with golden radiance, and the terrifying pressure he exuded made even the red-robed Priest tremble in his very soul.
"You are..." The red-robed Priest was the administrator of this Temple of Dawn, and naturally knew quite a bit.
The Holy Mark was the supreme symbol of the Temple of War God, distinguished by silver, gold, and purple tiers. Anyone who could wield a golden Holy Mark was undoubtedly a core figure of the Temple of War God.
"Even that won't do?" Shi Feng wasn't sure himself.
Purchasing Water of Life from the Temple of Dawn required a sufficiently high human racial status. Exactly how high, Shi Feng wasn't entirely certain, but someone like Weissman, who controlled an entire city, could certainly buy it.
Shi Feng wasn't a city lord, so purchasing it meant relying on other identities. He had come to give it a shot — if it didn't work, he'd have to find other help. Once his status and position were high enough, he could return here to buy Water of Life.
After a long struggle, the red-robed Priest finally spoke: "Your Highness the Viscount holds a noble status. You may indeed purchase one drop."
"I'll take it," Shi Feng said, a trace of excitement crossing his face.