Although Jiang Wan was uneasy, she still followed Cheng Zhen's instructions and agreed to go with the natives to pray for the revival of the sacred tree.
The sacred tree is the Socotra Dragon Blood Tree that they were hanging from yesterday. It was dark yesterday and we couldn't see it clearly, but now we can see it from a distance. The entire dragon blood tree is withered.
Even the very top of the tree canopy was withered and bare, looking lifeless.
If it weren't for the local people's opinion, Jiang Wan would definitely have thought it was a dead tree.
"Thanks to the Holy Maiden for descending and giving our sacred tree new life!" The indigenous chieftain began to chant prayers first.
Okay, so this dragon blood tree really is dead.
How did she come to the conclusion that the dead tree had come back to life?
Jiang Wan didn't dare to ask. She kept observing the surrounding environment. Cheng Zhen was right. There really were desert roses here. They were peculiarly shaped and very large. It would be quite difficult to dig them up quietly.
But after looking around, she didn't see any small plants.
"Holy Maiden, please offer your prayers!" Suddenly, the indigenous chieftain turned to her and spoke, his smile sincere and expectant.
Jiang Wan was completely confused: "How do I pray? Can you do it again?... I didn't hear you clearly just now."
She didn't just not hear clearly; she didn't hear at all.
She thought that praying was just like the indigenous people, who would sing and dance wildly around the dragon blood tree.
The indigenous female chieftain shook her head: "Our prayers are to communicate with God, while the saintess came with God's grace to revive our sacred tree."
Jiang Wan felt increasingly uneasy as she listened. So, they wanted her to immediately use her supernatural powers to revive the dragon blood tree?
She's not a real saint, how can I save her?
Cheng Zhen also sensed something was wrong. He stayed close to her, reached out and loosely put his arm around her waist, and began looking for an opportunity to take her away.
But as soon as he made a move, the few monsters surrounded him, as if they had already seen that he was a restless person and were therefore paying special attention to him.
The fireballs they spewed around them didn't burn them, but they still made it hard for them to breathe.
"What should I do? How can I save her?" Even the usually calm and collected Jiang Wan couldn't help but feel anxious at this moment.
"Don't be afraid, I'll take you away first in a bit," Cheng Zhen reassured her in a low voice.
Jiang Wan exclaimed in alarm: "No! We came together, we must leave together!"
Seeing that Cheng Zhen wouldn't listen to her, she became anxious: "Don't be stubborn. There's no good in us breaking up. Think about it carefully. You should know that as long as I don't want to, no one can hurt me!"
Cheng Zhen thought of yesterday's one-on-one fight with Huo Dou, and how Huo Dou was trapped in the maze and couldn't get out, so she had to give up her plan to send Huo Dou away alone.
It's safer to stay by his side.
Seeing that she didn't move, the indigenous female chieftain gave her subordinates a wink.
Several women came up together, still appearing gentle and respectful, but in reality, they secretly exerted their power and forcibly dragged her to the foot of the sacred tree.
Cheng Zhen wanted to follow, but was forced back by Huo Dou's fireball.
This fire was truly his nemesis; he had absolutely no way to neutralize it.
"Jiang Wan!" he shouted urgently. He had always prided himself on his outstanding abilities and had always been arrogant and domineering, not taking anyone or anything seriously. But at this moment, he finally couldn't help but feel afraid.
He even started to tremble.
"They're going to kill you, be careful."
Although it was just a guess, judging from the indigenous people's reaction, it was indeed the case that the so-called saintess was to be sacrificed so that the dead tree could be reborn.
What kind of ridiculous rules are these? What kind of era is this? Does anyone even care about science?!
Jiang Wan turned around, but before she could say anything, she was forcibly dragged away by them.
Just as Cheng Zhen had guessed, a man standing under the sacred tree immediately pulled out a sharp knife, the white blade gleaming with an icy chill under the sun.
At this moment, they no longer had any respect for the Holy Maiden. He swung his blade and chopped down at Jiang Wan's arm.
The self-protection function of the rattan bracelet was activated instantly, and the green vines quickly and tightly surrounded her, blocking all external damage.
Cheng Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
The man's blade struck the green vines, a scene witnessed by all the indigenous people and the Huodou.
Everyone stared in astonishment, and the scene fell silent for a moment, with only the faint sound of their breathing audible.
Most of the natives knelt down before Jiang Wan with shock, reverence, and obedience. The remaining few were still shaken, but they looked at the native leader and waited for her to give orders.
The female leader was shocked for only a moment, then immediately knelt down, chanting the most respectful words, but upon closer inspection, one could see that she was trembling all over.
After she finished singing the lyrics, she knelt down in front of Jiang Wan and respectfully confessed: "Please forgive our ignorance, Holy Maiden. Please punish us for our mistakes. We will have no complaints!"
The rattan protection had been lifted, and Jiang Wan returned to Cheng Zhen's side. This time, no one stopped her, and even Huo Dou kept his distance.
Jiang Wanqing stood there coldly and said to her, "I can forgive you, but you must release us and not imprison us or restrict our movements in any way."
The indigenous chief agreed almost without hesitation, and then waved to his men to give the order.
After all the burly men and Huodou had retreated far away, she continued, "Holy Maiden, please be sure to save our divine tree."
This time, her attitude was devout, yet tinged with a sorrowful plea.
Jiang Wan refused: "Are you trying to save this tree with my blood?"
Using human blood to save a withered tree? What kind of logic is that? What principle is behind it?
She refused, but then thought of a solution and said, "I can try, but I can't guarantee whether it will be successful."
Even if she fails, she will finish her mission in this world in a little over a day. By then, she will be gone, and they won't be able to find her even if they want to hold her accountable or sacrifice her to the heavens!
The indigenous people felt hopeful if she agreed.
The female leader said excitedly, "Yes, yes, please tell us if you need any help."
But her gaze remained fixed unblinkingly on her, her eyes clearly conveying four words—"I want her blood!"
Jiang Wan subconsciously took two steps back, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "I want samples of all the plants on your island."
With only a day and a half left before the mission ended, she naturally hadn't forgotten that she still had a mission to complete.
The indigenous chieftain was displeased and suspicious of her motives, so he forced a smile and insisted, "Please, holy maiden, you must revive our sacred tree."
So they're refusing to give her the plant if they can't save it?
Jiang Wan nodded to her and casually reminded her, "If you can't satisfy me, I'll be in a bad mood and won't be able to save this sacred tree."
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