Chapter Ninety-Third: Priest

a pen and paper and replied, "Contact again."And then, he felt the silver moon mark in his palm leave the illusory realm of Taixu.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Fat...Truly worthy of its name as the "Land Under Divine Grace"!

This tranquil and peaceful place is completely unlike the eerie and frightening world outside.

The Divine Dragonwood tree inside and outside are like two completely different worlds.

In the Sea of Origin, every moment is fraught with tension. Danger could strike at any time, even when everything appears calm. There's a pervasive sense of oppression, anxiety, and eerieness.

In this divinely shaded place, one can't help but relax. The tranquil and peaceful atmosphere instantly broadens one's mind.

An elderly person was reclining in a lounge chair under a tree, lazily fanning themselves with a large leaf.

Children happily ran and chased each other, making a string of clear laughter.

They were all wearing a special kind of fabric that wasn't cotton or silk, and their clothes were very simple in style.

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One round-faced little girl with sky-high pigtails tilted her head to look at Jiang Wang, this stranger.

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Jiang Wangchong smiled at her, and she blushed immediately, running away shyly.

Ching Chih Shu and Ching Chiu Ye waited before a gigantic fruit shop.

This Shenlong tree only has this one fruit. In Jiang Wang's understanding, it is equivalent to a solitary courtyard in Linzi City.

Those who reside here must be the real power figures of the "Holy Clan".

At this point, Jiang Wang's vigilance eased somewhat. The reason was simple: if Qingqi Shu and Qingjiu Ye had any ill intentions towards him, they wouldn't allow the tribe's elders and children to be around him, exposing them to danger.

Sniffing the fragrant blend of earth and green grass, feeling the gentle breeze caress your face.

Jiang Wang's steps were leisurely, and the tense state he had been in slightly relaxed.

Approached it.

A rope ladder hung down from the front of the fruit shop, inviting people to climb.

Both Qingqi tree and Qingjiu leaf stood at the door, waiting for Jiang Wang to jump up before turning to walk inside.

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The fruit shop was spacious and bright, with some areas intricately woven together like a grid, seamlessly embedded natural windows.

Stepping on the floor, there's a peculiar feeling of softness and solidity.

The air inside the house was moving, Jiang Wang could feel it. This fruit house had a life of its own. But there was also a subtle sense of oppression, coming from somewhere he couldn't quite place.

Qingqi tree led the way, while Qingjiuye trailed behind, giving him pointers.

"When we meet, just speak your mind honestly. The priest is kind; even if you're not a dragon messenger, he won't harm you. Of course, that means you wouldn't be able to stay in the Divine Grove."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qingqi's entire body flew backwards.

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Spitting blood, he sprawled and crashed heavily at Jiang Wang's feet.

"Um, okay, I... got it"

Jiang Wang nodded halfway through, then turned to look at Qing Jiu Ye with a puzzled expression.

Is this being "kind"

Qing Jiu Ye's expression was also stiff.

"Ouch!" Qingqi shu's cry finally rang out, gritting his teeth, looking extremely wronged: "Is there any need to speak so harshly!"

Qing Jiuye gave Jiang Wang a look, telling him to wait outside: “The high priest might be in a bad mood today. I'll go in and take a look first.”

The entrances to the fruit shop were all arched, with sky-blue silken threads hanging down like curtains.

Qing Jiu Ye lifted the curtain and entered.

In just the time it took to say hello, Jiang Wang heard a gruff, aged voice laced with anger: "Explain yourself. Why did you hunt down Qi Shu, and why were two people who returned to Shen Yin place Do you really think I wouldn't send you to Hun Yu"

The voice belonged to an old woman, but the pressure in her breath was heavy and oppressive, making it difficult to breathe.

Because of the anger that was hard to contain, these words were shouted outside. The rest of the sound couldn't be heard clearly anymore.

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Jiang Wang reached out and pulled up the bruised Qingqi tree that had been groaning on the ground, and casually asked: "Master Priest, why did you beat it out"

It has to be said, this kid's vitality is truly tenacious. The arrow wound in his chest was already healed, he had just been beaten until he spat blood, but despite all that, he didn't show any weakness. In fact, his voice grew stronger with every call.

Upon hearing Jiang Wang's question, he glared fiercely at her, then brushed past her with a wave of his hand.

At this time, Qing Jiu Ye lifted the silk curtain: "Zhang Linchuan, the priest has asked you to come in."

Qingqi tree two words did not say, just over Jiang Wang, into the fierce rush.

Jiang Wang followed closely behind, and just heard a roar: "Kneel down!"

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The pressure in that voice was so tangible it startled Jiang Wang.

To kneel down, naturally, is impossible.

Jiang Wang was contemplating whether to run away headfirst or fire a volley of Eight Sound Flame Sparrows first, then run away headfirst...

He saw the Qingqi tree suddenly kneel down with a thud.

The man cried with a mournful face and said, “Auntie, are we misunderstanding each other Why do you say my nose isn't a nose and my eyes aren't eyes”

"Still have the face to cry, you've disgraced the Saint Clan!"

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An old woman, her voice hoarse, sat cross-legged on a cushion. The material of the cushion was the same as the clothes worn by the Qingqi tree people, neither silk nor hemp.

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The old woman had white hair and deep wrinkles on her face. When she was lecturing Qing Qi, her air was imposing. In the blink of an eye, she saw Jiang Wang walking in from behind. The wrinkles on her face immediately relaxed by half, and a warm smile appeared: "Young man, where are you from"

"Uh..." Jiang Wang was a little taken aback by her sudden shift in style, but she answered honestly: "I was summoned to this world of Senhaiyuan by the Starlight Envoy, and I traveled through the Hidden Serpent Land to get here."

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“Starlight reception” The white-haired old woman’s gaunt hand clenched tightly, grabbing her knee, but quickly loosened again. Her voice was gentle. “Please sit.”

The sacred clan's cultivation system is different, and it's difficult to judge their strength without a fight. But just from their aura alone, this elder revered as a priestess definitely possesses terrifyingly powerful strength.

Jiang Wang didn't dare to be negligent. After expressing his thanks, he took his seat on the cushion opposite her.

This cushion, apart from its material, doesn't appear to be anything special. But as soon as Jiang Wang sat down, he felt his spiritual energy flow more smoothly and his thoughts become more agile.

It's truly a treasure, with such immediate and remarkable effects. It's astounding. It seems the clothing worn by Qingqi Shu and their companions is also extraordinary.

Looking up and down at Jiang Wang, the old woman's smile was kind and approachable: “You are truly a remarkable person. Jiu Ye is right, you must be the messenger chosen by the Dragon God, come to the Senhai Yuanjie to save the fate of the Sacred Clan.”

The Qingqi tree beside him, unwilling to accept this, said: “I spoke first, why did you hit me without saying a word…”

The old woman looked at him with a smile in her eyes. Though his mouth was still moving, no sound came out.

Silence fell at once.

Jiang Wang's heart sank. He understood that while the old woman was scolding Qing Qi Shu, she was probably also showing off her power in front of him.

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"I'm just pursuing what I'm pursuing, and I don't know where the end is. Perhaps the source realm is just a passing point, or maybe it's just a detour. I really can't afford to take on the responsibility of saving anyone."

"Please don't have too much hope, High Priest," Jiang Wang said seriously.

After going through so much, Jiang Wang wouldn't let herself be easily swayed by a single sentence. Saving the entire Saint Clan and their fate was too big, too heavy, and the proposition was too grand and distant.

The strength of the Holy Clan warriors is not weak. The old woman priestess is even more undoubtedly a strong one. What can Jiang Wang offer to "save" them from a predicament they themselves cannot solve

Is he really handsome because others said so

“It’s alright.” The old woman still smiled, seemingly unperturbed: “I will start the ceremony tomorrow. By then, whether you are a messenger of the dragon god or not will become clear. If you are, the dragon god will guide you. If not, I will send you away from here again.”of Kui Niu, facing its head.He was almost eye to eye with the qilin.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The Qilin's azure eyes were devoid of spirit, holding only the ves...