Chapter 232: Surprised or Not, Delighted or Not

Soon, those women were brought in, their hands bound, and they were pushed onto the Sacrificial Altar.

Wuwu…

To prevent them from shouting and disturbing the Ritual, they sealed their mouths with weeds; unable to speak, they could only whimper and cry, and they looked unbearably pitiful.

High Priest Duo Long sang and danced, then muttered incantations, then grabbed a wild chicken, gave it a hard yank, actually snapping the chicken's neck alive; instantly the blood spurted onto the ground, someone handed an Earthen Bowl, and then gave the blood inside to Quan Rong.

"Chief, drink this DivineWine; when the blood of these females fully merges into this land, this place will be ours."

The High Priest wore a flattering expression, and the Quanrong were naturally delighted, "Fine, the Golden Nest will be changed from today to tomorrow; from today this place shall be called KuaihuoShan, it is our Quanrong KuaihuoShan.

After saying that, the Quanrong drank the blood in the Earthen Bowl in one gulp, then with a bang tossed the bowl aside.

In an instant, he bowed respectfully behind him and shouted loudly.

"Great Head God, please."

The crowd's voices were booming.

"Great Head God, please."

Dong dong dong… As the Great Head God was summoned, all members of the Quanrong Tribe instantly knelt, continuously bowing to the great stone, the Quanrong themselves also very devout.

ThreeBowsNineKowtows.

Seeing this, the Rongdi sneered, "Great Head God, indeed, this Quanrong Tribe worships the Great Head God; it is their protective clan deity."

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw… what was that? A flash of light streaked through the Forest, but when he looked, it was gone.

What's happening? He was nervous.

"RitualCompleted."

The crowd instantly rose; the Quanrong glanced at those slaves, then strode up to them, looking down from above.

There were men among them, as well as women.

"Today you must blood‑stain the Sacrificial Altar; your Clan Leader abandoned you. Do not go to the Ying Tribe in the next life; come to my Quanrong Tribe, I will protect you well."

Wuwuwu…

The women, learning they were abandoned, wept with tears streaming down their faces, but the Quanrong felt no compassion; perhaps because the Ritual was protected by the Great Head God, they thought Ying would not come.

Because he is a useless person.

Useless thing!

He couldn't help but laugh proudly, "Ha ha, that Ying Tribe Clan Leader is a joke; he dares not come. Men, cut off their heads!

When those words were spoken, the tribe members each took stone axes and approached every slave, then someone forced the slaves onto the ground; the posture resembled ancient beheadings.

The tribe members, knowing they were abandoned, gave up resistance.

Someone prepared an Earthen Bowl to collect their blood; after they died they would be dragged to be boiled, and the blood would seep into the soil here, thus the Ritual would be considered completed.

This place will become wholly Quanrong territory; no one may come here.

In the past this was also within Quanrong jurisdiction, but he never set his eyes on it; now it's different, a precious treasure has been discovered here, so he naturally cares.

"High Priest, we can begin."

When those words were spoken, suddenly… Bang—, the GreatHeadStatue roared and collapsed, the whole thing fell into the sea, Splash— raising a huge wave that slapped faces with water.

Seeing this, the tribe members turned pale with fear, and the High Priest exclaimed, "Bad news, Chief, the statue has fallen into the sea!"

"What?"

Swish swish swish… before the Quanrong could react, countless Long Arrows surged here, and instantly the towering Sacrificial Altar became a battlefield of slaughter.

"Ying has arrived, kill!"

Ying arrived, riding Xiao Guai, leading dozens of warriors rushing toward this side; the tribe members who were preparing beheadings immediately turned against them and dragged the slaves away.

"Go."

When they saw those beheading men rescue the tribe members, the Quanrong finally realized, "Bad, Ying's men are here."

Swish swish swish… countless Long Arrows came, turning this place into a slaughterfield; because the statue rolled into the sea, the tribe lost its backbone, and soon the Quanrong and Rongdi were overwhelmed by the attack and became encircled.

"Rongdi, I knew it was you causing trouble here."

Ying let out a loud shout to surround this place, but soon he discovered… they were being counter‑encircled.

"Ha ha."

Rongdi and the Quanrong shouted, "Ying, we've waited for you a long time; you actually dare come here. Good, you're all now poisoned; did you think I didn't know you slipped in?"

Indeed, he had known all along, so he had a countermeasure.

"What did you say?"

Ying calmly rescued those tribe members, but now cannot retreat.

The Quanrong, seeing his audacity, only brought dozens of men to besiege him—what a joke.

"Ying, you've been fooled; today is your death day."

"My death day?"

Ying let out a low laugh, his grin chilling; his subordinate Dashan also mocked the Quanrong, "Don't think your height scares us; did you poison us?"

Indeed, their men infiltrated those beheading tribe members, pretending to be Quanrong, just to wait for this moment to rescue the tribe; the tribe was saved, and they also… "Bad, they weren't poisoned, how could that be?"

Rongdi instantly understood, and suddenly he saw… a petite tribe member standing beside Ying, her eyes blue.

Was it her? "Nan Qinghuan, is that you? Did you cure their poison?"

Didn't expect Nan Qinghuan to also arrive.

She almost wasn't recognized by him.

Nan Qinghuan stood among the crowd, having just witnessed everything; she must admit, this tribal culture is indeed fascinating, and as a modern person she finds it deliciously interesting.

Only a pity, these damned cultures are ignorant, harmful things.

Hearing Rongdi mention Nan Qinghuan's name, the Quanrong still thought of grabbing her and pinching her foot.

"What, Nan Qinghuan? He is Nan Qinghuan?"

The Dog Rong were quite disdainful.

Nan Qinghuan's face was as black as a pan‑fried cake, like a lump of charcoal, and Rongdi actually managed to recognize her—how odd.

The Dog Rong thought it impossible—how could such an ugly person be Ying's female? Does Ying like the ugly? Nan Qinghuan stopped pretending; now the people have been saved, and it's time to settle the account.

She strode forward, even though her face was black, with full momentum, "Rongdi, I knew you were causing trouble here. Dog Rong, you have lost; your people are surrounded by us. Moreover, your expedition today goes against the heavens. Your Great Head God does not consent to your occupying this place, so it rolled itself down into the sea. Dog Rong, won't you kneel and beg for mercy?"

"What are you, daring to make our chief kneel and beg for mercy?"

Nan Qinghuan glared at him, "Your Great Head God didn't want to see you kill people and fell into the sea itself; this is proof. Dare you defy the Great Head God's DivineDecree? Aren't you afraid it will bring disaster upon the Tribe?"

Sure enough, the Great Head God is the tribe's backbone; the tribespeople became a bit panicked.

But the Dog Rong didn't believe, "Stop spouting nonsense. The Great Head God only protects us; it won't get angry."

"I'm the one talking nonsense; take a good look at how angry your Great Head God is about today's events?"

When she said that, she waved her hand toward the sky; instantly, from the forest emerged a Great Head God, which rose into the air and then eerily flew toward Nan Qinghuan.

The tribespeople had never seen the Great Head God fly in the air; they were instantly terrified, raising their heads and not daring to blink.

"It's the Great Head God."

The High Priest, upon seeing the Great Head God, immediately knelt, "Salutations, Great Head God."

PS: (It's a weekend extra update today, dear cuties enjoy the story, muah!)

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