Chapter 2591: Still waiting? It's been a Shíchén already

The Sea Gods associated with the Heavenly Spirit Tribe are basically all dead already.

These past two days, Ye Zhangqing, Huang Lao and the others have had no rest at all; they are either preparing Sea God ingredients or on the way to do so.

Anyway, the world where the Heavenly Spirit Tribe resides has basically been cleaned out.

For such supreme ingredients, Ye Zhangqing and his party naturally could not let them slip away.

Precisely for this reason, the three Elders of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe have never been able to contact the Sea Gods they speak of.

Inside the main hall, the three ancestors were sweating profusely from anxiety, unable to contact the Sea Gods—what's the point of even holding a sacrifice?

Meanwhile, outside the main hall, as time passed, more and more people among the Human Race could no longer sit still.

Come on, it's almost been a Shíchén, and there's still no movement at all.

Aren't you guys supposed to be the centennial great sacrifice? Where's the movement? There's nothing—just making them sit here doing nothing?

They were summoned here early in the morning, and then just stared blankly at the sea, sitting for a whole Shíchén.

The tea, the immortal brew—cup after cup, they've drunk who knows how many.

"How much longer do we have to sit?"

A cultivator from the Wushen Palace, impatiently gazing at the Heavenly Spirit Tribe maiden who kept coming to refill his wine, asked irritably.

But upon hearing that, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe maiden shook her head nervously, her voice low.

"Senior…… I…… I don't know."

That's actually true—these Heavenly Spirit Tribe maidens really know nothing; their only order is to serve these Human Race cultivators well, and nothing else.

As for the centennial great sacrifice, any plans—they've never even heard of them.

Actually, these Heavenly Spirit Tribe maidens are all utterly confused in their hearts, wondering what on earth they're doing.

The time for the centennial great sacrifice hasn't even arrived yet.

But since it's the ancestors' order, they can only obey.

Seeing the dazed expression on that Heavenly Spirit Tribe maiden's face, the Wushen Palace cultivator waved his hand helplessly, having asked in vain.

After waiting another quarter hour, the time had already exceeded one Shíchén, and a Human Race cultivator exploded, directly calling out to the Heavenly Spirit Tribe ancestor.

"How much longer do we have to wait? When will the sacrifice begin?"

Faced with the question, Ling Yunyi's grandfather felt utterly helpless, not knowing how to answer.

He doesn't know when the sacrifice starts either; those three old fogeys who went to the main hall still haven't shown any movement, and he's completely bewildered.

Earlier we had everything figured out, all the details researched—what's going on now? No movement at all.

Seeing even Ling Yunyi's grandfather, who is an ancestor of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, fall into silence, the person who had spoken up grew increasingly grim, his eyes flashing with scrutiny.

From the start, things felt off; if it weren't for Huang Lao and Young Master Ye not saying anything, they would have exploded long ago.

After patiently waiting until now, there's still no movement; now that someone has spoken up, even the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's ancestor-level figures can't give a clear answer—doesn't this plainly indicate a problem?

"What exactly do you Heavenly Spirit Tribe intend to do?"

His tone had turned completely icy, his eyes full of questioning.

As if to say, if you can't give a reasonable explanation today, don't blame us for not giving you face.

Before the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, the Human Race inherently carries a sense of superiority from the bones, a feeling bestowed by strength.

Therefore, even when facing just an ordinary Heavenly Family cultivator, Ling Yunyi's grandfather dare not offend.

He just didn't know what to say.

Just then, a mental transmission rang in his mind.

"Something's happened—we can't contact the Sea God over there."

Huh???

This was a message from another Heavenly Spirit Tribe ancestor; upon hearing it, Ling Yunyi's grandfather felt his head buzz and his mind go dizzy.

"Can't contact the Sea God? Are you joking with me?"

Now you can't contact it—what have you been doing all this time?

On the other side, facing that Heavenly Family cultivator, whose gaze grew ever colder, Ling Yunyi's grandfather also panicked.

He remained silent for a while; just as that Heavenly Family cultivator was about to lose patience, Ling Yunyi's grandfather suddenly broke into a grin and said.

"Fellow cultivator, didn't you just see the sacrifice? The sacrifice has already ended."

Huh???

Upon hearing that, the Heavenly Family cultivator was dumbfounded.

"The sacrifice ended? What just happened? The sacrifice is over, and I didn't see a thing!"

"Are you messing with me?"

His brows knit tightly, his words tinged with a hint of anger—'Did you even have a sacrifice just now?'

But regarding this, Ling Yunyi's grandfather clearly understood that he must not show any nervousness now, for the more nervous he appeared, the more likely he'd reveal a weakness.

So, under the gaze of that Heavenly Family cultivator, Ling Yunyi's grandfather simply gave a calm nod.

"Yeah, the sacrifice just ended, right underwater."

"Underwater?"

"Yeah, the Sea God just came by; our Heavenly Spirit Tribe's centennial great sacrifice is fundamentally conducted underwater."

Huh???

Seeing Ling Yunyi's grandfather's resolute expression, that Heavenly Family cultivator felt uncertain.

After all, he doesn't know what the Heavenly Spirit Tribe's so-called sacrifice entails; he's never even heard of it before, but now seeing the other party speak with confidence and poise, it really seems to be the case.

Just........

"Your Heavenly Spirit Tribe's sacrifice is underwater?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"You guys are sick."

He reluctantly accepted that explanation, but still couldn't help cursing.

You bastards are holding a ritual underwater—what the hell are we supposed to see? Sitting here, what can we possibly see?

After saying that, this Heavenly Family cultivator also got up directly and strode away.

Early in the morning, I was dragged here, forced to stare at the sea for over a Shíchén, still not understanding anything—just terrible luck.

Facing the departure of that Heavenly Family cultivator, Ling Yunyi's grandfather also didn't stop him; as for those rude remarks just now, he naturally wouldn't bother to hold a grudge.

Right now a major incident has occurred; being able to stabilize these Human Race people is already not easy.

Moreover, in Ling Yunyi's grandfather's heart, this plan has failed; the Sea God doesn't know where he died, completely out of contact; for such a result, he actually feels a secret sense of relief.

At least no harm was done to the Human Race; nothing happened, so it's not considered completely offending the Human Race, there's still room for maneuver.

This is a result that Ling Yunyi's grandfather is happy to see.

So what needs to be done now is to pacify these Human Race cultivators, send them off happily, and that would count as temporarily stabilizing.

He doesn't even need to say it; other Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders are doing the same now, after all there's no choice.

The Sea God isn't here, so we can only first pacify these Human Race people; we definitely can't start a fight with the Human Race, after all our Heavenly Spirit Tribe can't beat them.