Jiang Wenjing expressed strong agreement with Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts.

Bai Yan took a sip of tea and put it aside with a look of slight disdain: "I have delivered the letter. Please take a look at it quickly. I will report to the high priest first. I will send it out after you reply to the letter."

Jiang Wenjing's pupils shrank.

"You still want to send it away? Aren't you really afraid of being targeted by the Southern Gu King?"

Bai Yan frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand why he reacted so strongly, then he suddenly explained: "With the current spread of miasma, they dare not get close, and they won't discover the Apocalypse Army outside."

"I can guess it without even seeing it myself. You just returned to Nan Gu, met the Nan Gu King, and then headed straight here. After that, you met the High Priest, and then left Nan Gu from here. Who wouldn't guess it?"

There was a hint of tiredness in Jiang Wenjing's tone.

"But they have no evidence." It was Jiang Zhiyu who spoke.

She had opened the letter without knowing when, and as she read it, she said, "Given the witch doctor's status in Nan Gu, the Nan Gu King won't act rashly. The miasma is holding them back. Without seeing it with their own eyes, they can't possibly torture Bai Yan. Of course, they can't possibly arrest us either."

"First, I don't have the strength, and second, I don't have the courage."

The corners of her mouth were half-curled, and she casually lowered her eyes. The faint majesty implied in her body made people's hearts tremble slightly.

After hearing her say this, Jiang Wenjing said no more.

Without any objection, Bai Yan got up and walked out.

"What did Xiao Mingye say?"

"Ask about Nan Gu's current situation and when he will take action."

In order to minimize the losses, now is definitely not a good time to take action. Jiang Zhiyu handed the letter to Jiang Wenjing. Jiang Wenjing read it quickly, picked up a pen, and began to write on the paper.

It was a long time before Bai Yan came to take the letter.

"Tomorrow is the Nan Gu sacrifice. The high priest said that she wants to see you after the sacrifice."

…

"I saw it with my own eyes. Once he left the house, the witch doctor asked others where the Envoy of Apocalypse was staying. He stayed there for a while before going to the high priest's place. He went there again and then left the dense forest. The miasma was too thick, so we didn't dare follow him."

His voice became smaller and smaller as the Southern Gu King's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

The Southern Gu King had a fierce look in his eyes.

After a long while, his men finally heard him say, "Stand back and call the Great Elder."

After a while, the door of the main hall slowly opened.

The Southern Gu King had his eyes closed. When he heard the noise, he raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Here I am. Have you met Bai Yan?"

"The witch doctor came and went in a hurry and was not seen." The elder said in a low voice.

King Nan Gu had no intention of beating around the bush: "He came and went in a hurry, determined to get to the place where the Apocalypse envoy was. He has evil intentions! How have I, Nan Gu, wronged him? He is eager to serve Tianqi!"

The Southern Gu King's chest was heaving violently, and he was obviously out of breath.

The Great Elder looked into his cloudy eyes and sighed softly, "This matter has not yet been concluded. Your Majesty, do not be anxious. The witch doctor was the one who brought up the High Priest..."

The Great Elder's voice suddenly stopped, and the Southern Gu King's voice sounded like a venomous snake: "Why don't you say anything? What's wrong with the High Priest mentioning it?"

"Of course, I am loyal to Nan Gu."

The Great Elder sighed softly, "Although the High Priest's actions were not appropriate, his loyalty to Nan Gu is evident to all, King..."

“That’s enough!”

The Southern Gu King raised his voice, his cloudy eyes scanning the Great Elder's body. After noticing the snake standing upright on his crutch, he snorted coldly, "You are old now, and you don't know how to judge people. I don't blame you, but from now on, don't mention the High Priest in front of me."

"yes."

"You are old now, so don't bother with this sacrifice. Leave it to Sli."

The Great Elder was slightly startled, then suppressed the bitterness in his heart and replied, "Yes."

…

Xiao Mingye paced anxiously outside the dense forest, and Du Chen followed beside him: "Don't leave, he will come out when it's time."

Xiao Mingye stopped and looked at him.

Du Chen knew that Xiao Mingye was nervous, and so was he.

But there is no other way at the moment.

"If he doesn't come out..."

Xiao Mingye's voice was dry.

"If he doesn't come out, Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Wenjing will also hear the news that he has returned. With Jiang Zhiyu's ability, Mi Lin will definitely not take her seriously."

Having said that, in fact, Du An’s heart is also uncertain.

Xiao Mingye looked at him silently, not knowing whether he had heard it or not.

Du Chen wanted to say something more, but a figure walked out from the white miasma.

!!!

The two of them immediately showed joy on their faces. Bai Yan ignored their excitement and handed the letter on his chest to Xiao Mingye: "Tomorrow is the time for the Nan Gu sacrifice. I must go back."

Xiao Mingye couldn't wait to open the letter, and after confirming it, he said, "Of course you can. I'm sorry for offending you before."

"No problem, I'll go back first."

After saying this, he walked back into the dense forest again.

The paper was densely packed with information, briefly summarizing Nan Gu's current situation and the next arrangements.

Xiao Mingye's tense nerves finally relaxed.

The only thing to do now is to wait for the rain to pass.

…

The sacrifice was scheduled to be held in front of the temple halfway up the mountain. At dawn, all the royal relatives, ministers and nobles of Nan Gu arrived.

The priests were dressed in gorgeous robes and had solemn expressions.

Holding offerings in their hands, they slowly walked towards the altar, where incense was curling, candlelight was flickering, the offerings were plentiful, and exuded an enticing aroma.

It smelled very good, and everyone's eyes were filled with fascination.

Among the numerous offerings, a pair of twins caught the attention of Jiang Zhiyu and Jiang Wenjing.

Their faces are lifelike, with a faint smile on their lips. They are placed on the left and right at both ends of the altar.

"Why aren't the spirit fetuses this year one boy and one girl?"

"The high priest said that the spiritual power of twins is stronger than that of a man and a woman, and they are more likely to be favored by God."

"Look at the spirit fetuses of previous years. They needed support from behind to keep from falling. This year's spirit fetus doesn't need anything. It sits very upright."

"Yeah yeah."

Jiang Wenjing took a deep breath.

[How could they come up with such an idea? They call it a god. If there really is a god, then the one they summoned is at best an evil god.]

Elder Sly stepped onto the stage under the gaze of the crowd. "I respectfully address the heavens, the sun, the moon, and the stars. May our clan prosper forever. Spirits of our ancestors, I am here to offer this humble gift as a token of my respect. May you bless us..."

Sli read the eulogy slowly and Jiang Zhiyu yawned several times while listening.

She and Jiang Wenjing were not in the crowd, so they stood out.

Sly glared at them while reciting the eulogy.

[Ha, I caught him. This guy is dishonest.]

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

After the boring time of reciting the funeral oration passed, it was almost noon.

Next, the high priest came on stage.