He figured that the more young women in the tribe became pregnant, the greater their chances of opening the altar would be.
His gaze swept back and forth among the young women, as if he were examining each sacrificial offering.
Some of the young women had a look of joy in their eyes; they knew the fate that awaited them.
From a young age, they were instilled with the idea of dedicating everything to the altar, and they have lost their desire for freedom and life.
The atmosphere was oppressive and terrifying, as if a dark cloud was pressing down on the place.
"Brother, where did you hide?" Chen Zhiqing's eyes were dark and unfathomable.
He stood on the ancient and mysterious land of Nanzhao, and the air around him seemed to become oppressive because of his aura.
The deep voice echoed in the silence, carrying a hint of coldness and danger that was barely perceptible.
His gaze was like a cold blade, searching every possible corner, leaving no stone unturned.
Returning to Nanzhao was fine, as it was the starting point of his plans and the foundation of many of his conspiracies and schemes.
He had more important things to do, things that concerned Pear Blossom and the children, and the enormous ambition hidden deep within his heart.
Moreover... the rules seem to be lurking in the shadows, ready to betray him at any moment.
He could sense that faint threat, like a venomous snake lurking in the grass, flicking its tongue, ready to pounce and deliver a fatal blow at any moment.
A cold smile curled at the corner of Chen Zhiqing's lips; he was not about to sit idly by and wait for his doom.
He wants to be the one who controls the rules, not the one who is manipulated by them.
He walked with steady steps, each step seeming as if he were measuring the secrets of this land.
The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble, as if sensing the surging emotions within him.
His clothes swayed gently with his steps, like a ghost wandering in the darkness.
Chen Zhiqing recalled his past experiences here, those he had used and betrayed, and his past ruthless methods to achieve his goals—all of which had become part of his current power.
He entered an ancient temple, which was filled with an old and worn atmosphere.
Dim light filtered through the gaps in the roof, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
He stood in the center of the temple, his eyes closed, as if sensing something.
Suddenly, a breeze blew by, bringing with it a strange scent.
Chen Zhiqing suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of wariness flashing in them.
He felt a pair of eyes watching him in the darkness. Could it be the embodiment of the rules?
He clenched his fists, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.
"Da da da!"
It was the sound of footsteps.
"Mother, is this how we got pregnant?"
“Why stay if we’re not leaving? Nanzhao is most famous for its Gu poison. We’re all afraid of insects, and these insects aren’t ghosts, so they’re not easy to deal with,” Ma Linghua analyzed carefully.
"Grandma, let's go now!" Ma Lihua said enthusiastically.
Chen Zhiqing: "……………………"
It's good that the pear blossoms are gone; there were too many insects, and it was indeed not a suitable place for pear blossoms to live.
She must have been reluctant to leave him, but she was just too afraid of bugs, he understood.
"So Brother Chen and that pretty boy are just going to ignore it?" Ma Hehua asked.
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