after---
The nine clan elders, including the second elder, who was the highest-ranking elder in Balong Ancient Village, dressed Mu Achen in the formal attire he was supposed to wear.
The nine clan elders working together—what a show of respect and honor!
Mu Achen only learned about this last night after his grandmother used a special Miao medicine to sober him up.
Because he was unaware that the nine elders were already making clothes for him.
The Miao King in his full regalia.
It shimmered with silver light.
The silver jewelry is magnificent and dazzling, exuding nobility and majesty!
The Miao king's elaborate attire also reflects the cultural significance and value behind it.
The costumes of the Holy Maiden and the Miao King are extremely noble, representing the pinnacle of Miao embroidery and the masterpieces of countless grandmothers and aunts.
In particular, the large silver hat that the elder of the clan personally put on Mu Achen's head is a testament to the exquisite craftsmanship and profound culture of the Miao people.
Made of pure silver and inlaid with various jewels such as agate, jade, and pearls, it adds a sense of nobility and luxury.
The only difference is that the large silver hat is missing twelve of its longest feathers.
"Black Miao Achen, only when you come of age can I give you feathers."
“But from this moment on, until you come of age, you may act as the Miao King, but you may not exercise the power of the Miao King.”
"From this moment on, you are no longer just a Black Miao, but the future Miao King of all the Miao people in southeastern Guizhou!"
"Below you are the Holy Maiden, the Nine Elders, the Eight Jackals, the Thousand Village Chiefs, and 370,000 Miao people."
"Do you... understand?"
The nine elders gave their instructions in unison.
Mu Achen felt an instant increase in pressure, and he wanted to refuse.
But as a son of the Miao people, he could not refuse and had to accept this heavy responsibility.
So he nodded emphatically.
Then, he turned around, facing the core elite Miao people of all branches, drew his Miao knife, and pointed it into the air.
Immediately, the horns of the various branches sounded, and thousands of war drums beat, as if to tear this land apart.
The earth shook and the mountains trembled; the awe-inspiring power and momentum were truly magnificent.
Tens of thousands of Miao men drew their Miao knives in response, while the five thousand hunting rifles of the Gunman Tribe in Balong Ancient Village fired 108 shots into the air in perfect unison.
"roar!"
Drums rise, bugles sound, guns rattle!
This scene was truly shocking to all the Han people.
Inside the arena, the most beautiful girls from each branch gathered to dance, and the best war drums were pushed to the center.
Outside the venue, many Han Chinese people didn't quite understand why the Miao people's drum-stepping festival was different from previous ones.
In particular, the business elites that Mu Achen knew were asking each other what had happened and what had been said in the square.
But everyone said they didn't know and were just guessing.
"Although there was a video camera, I couldn't understand their Miao language, but I could sense that Prince Mu's identity had changed."
"The Miao costumes of those nine elders are very impressive, especially their capes, they are so imposing! Elders like these must have a very high status in the Miao people. Now that they are helping Brother Mu change his clothes, I can feel my blood boiling even though I am old."
"Master Mu is amazing!" That was Han Feng's voice.
Even if Su Qian and Yao Ye, these high-ranking members of the Tangtang Group, couldn't understand the Miao language, they were still able to see that their boss's status in the Miao family had soared!
On the contrary, Niu Kongkong, who was sitting slightly taller in the back, said, "Although I can't speak Miao language, I can understand some of the general ideas."
"Old man, you can understand, right? What did they just say?"
Niu Kongkong said, "Brother Mu is from the Black Miao branch. Because of that flickering image, the nine elders crowned him. He is now the future Miao King of Southeast Guizhou, ruling over 370,000 Miao people here."
"What?"
"All 370,000 Miao people are under the jurisdiction of God Mu? My goodness, that's incredible! It's beyond the universe!"
"Brother Han, this isn't about being arrogant, it's about responsibility, a heavy responsibility."
Han Feng scratched his head, feeling incredibly proud of himself. At seventeen, he had the power to mobilize nearly 400,000 Miao people. As long as he didn't go against the Great Xia, he would live a life of luxury. Just thinking about it made him feel incredibly happy.
Moreover, these Miao people are all incredibly fierce, and the girls are all incredibly good drinkers and incredibly beautiful.
That was awesome!
This is practically a modern-day version of a crown prince, but one who's not controlled by the emperor.
There were no other princes vying for the throne; at most, there were nine old guys who wouldn't last more than a few years.
You can outlast them!
At that time, I will be in complete control, and whatever I say will be law.
Cool!
That was awesome!
It's so awesome, it's like being in space.
However---
Just as the Han people were dreaming of experiencing being a Miao king, the sacrificial ceremony officially began in the square.
The Miao people from various branches, except for those beating war drums, blowing horns, and dancing, all took their places and selected the twelve best pigs and cattle they had brought to slaughter at the ancient ancestral hall.
Mu Achen was personally led by the clan elder to the oldest long drum in front of the ancestral hall.
The saintess was on the other side.
Then, the two of them struck the hammer together.
boom---
The sacrificial ceremony begins.
Throughout this process, the bugles and war drums never stopped, and the rhythm was completely unified.
At this moment, the entire Miao village is immersed in a strong festive atmosphere.
The sound of firecrackers never stopped, and smoke filled the area in front of the ancient shrine, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
Mu Achen and the Holy Maiden walked side by side up the stone steps of the ancient temple.
Behind the two were the nine clan elders, the core Miao people of the twelve branches, the chief village chiefs, and other core members of the Miao people.
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