The villagers, who had been hiding in the shadows trembling with fear, were now cautiously peeking out, led by the village chief.
When they saw the boy return unharmed and then saw the subdued wolf demons in the distance, they were stunned at first, and then burst into thunderous cheers!
"We survived! We survived!"
Several elderly people knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly towards Wang Wan and Zhang Jing, tears streaming down their faces.
"We, Xian'an Village, will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the Fairy Maiden!"
With tears streaming down his face, the village elder, leaning on his cane, walked shakily to Wang Wan and was about to kneel down.
Wang Wansu raised her hand, and a gentle force supported him.
"No need for such formalities, sir."
Her voice remained cool and clear, yet it carried a soothing quality.
"We are followers of the Mountain Goddess, and we have come here on her orders."
Upon hearing this, the villagers were even more excited and cried out for the mercy of the Mountain Goddess.
In fact, everyone saw clearly the conversation between Wang Wan and the wolf demon, as well as the scenes of slaying villains and subduing the remaining demons.
However, this group of people were so terrified of the wolf demons that they dared not come out.
Now that the wolf demons have been dealt with, and the remaining wolf demons will be taken away by the mountain god's followers, everyone's awe of the mountain god has deepened even further.
"Thank you, Mountain Goddess, for saving the lives of all of us in the village! Please accept our bow!" the village chief insisted, leading the villagers to kneel down again.
Wang Wan frowned slightly, then said, "If you are truly grateful to the Mountain Goddess, then build a temple to the Mountain Goddess in the village and offer incense to her every day."
"As long as you sincerely believe and pray devoutly, the Mountain Goddess will naturally come to your rescue at the critical moment."
Upon hearing this, the villagers nodded repeatedly, each one filled with excitement.
"We'll build it! We'll definitely build it! We'll use the best timber from the mountains and build it as quickly as possible!"
"Thank you for your guidance, Fairy Maiden! Thank you, Fairy Maiden!"
Wang Wan nodded slightly, glanced at the sky, and said to Zhang Jing, "Now that this matter is settled, I will return to the desolate mountain to report back."
After saying that, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and the silver longsword once again carried her into the air, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the horizon.
The wolves that were lying on the ground also disappeared.
The villagers gazed in the direction Wang Wan had left, unable to recover for a long time, muttering to themselves, "The followers of the Mountain Goddess are so powerful!"
"Quick, quick!" The elderly village chief snapped out of his daze and excitedly shouted to the young men around him, "Did you all hear that? The fairy said we're going to build a mountain god temple!"
"Build the mountain god temple as quickly as possible!"
"The Mountain Goddess saved us, we must not neglect the deity!"
"Yes! The village chief is right!" a man shouted in agreement. "We, living deep in these mountains, should naturally worship the Mountain Goddess! From now on, the Mountain Goddess will be our whole family's faith!"
"That's right! With the protection of the Mountain Goddess, we are no longer afraid of those evil spirits!"
A group of people, who had been oppressed by the wolf demon and were almost in despair, regained their hope for the future.
…
Meanwhile, atop a remote, desolate mountain, inside a mountain god temple.
Yu Luo slightly opened her eyes, sensing the power of prayer in her divine sense.
"Hmm? Yunzhou?"
She did some quick calculations and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Surprisingly, quite a few wolf demons have also run wild in Yunzhou."
"Do these guys think that because Yunzhou is remote and part of Yan Kingdom's territory, I can't interfere?"
Yu Luo's lips curled into a cold smile.
The silver sprite system beside them, waving a small red flag, shouted triumphantly, "Host, you are the strongest! Defeat them!"
Yu Luo looked at the little system's expression and silently rubbed his forehead.
When did this system become such a devoted fangirl? Wasn't it always so reserved and aloof?
Could it be that the Heavenly Dao behind the system has improved?
Yu Luo looked at the little system, lost in thought.
…
The royal palace of the Yan Kingdom.
The Yan state at this time had long lost its former prestige.
A chubby man with a large belly, dressed in the official robes of the prime minister of the Yan Kingdom, was lying on the empty dragon throne, wailing and crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.
"Your Majesty! My Your Majesty! Where have you gone?!"
"Please come back quickly! Our Yan Kingdom has been terribly bullied by a pack of ugly, damned wolves!"
"The Grand Preceptor has also disappeared without a trace, and you are not here either. How are all the officials and the people of Yan supposed to survive?"
The fat prime minister cried so hard that his voice became hoarse, and his fat jiggled wildly.
However, as the crying subsided, his small eyes, almost invisible due to being squeezed by fat, darted around shrewdly.
The Imperial Advisor? That old charlatan, he's never been reliable when it matters!
Your Majesty, Your Majesty is even more unreliable!
His eyes lit up, and he furtively pulled out a palm-sized, slightly rough-carved wooden sculpture from his wide sleeves.
The wooden carving clearly resembles the image of a mountain god from a desolate mountain!
The fat prime minister carefully placed the wooden carving on the ground, then knelt down with a "thump," his body kicking up a light cloud of dust.
"Mountain Goddess! Great Mountain Goddess!"
"You possess great supernatural powers and boundless magic, relieving suffering and saving all sentient beings!"
"Please, have mercy and save the people of Yan! Those damned wolf demons are too ferocious!"
"I will certainly rebuild your golden statue and offer incense day and night, begging Your Majesty to grant me divine intervention!"
The fat prime minister kowtowed and muttered incantations, his attitude utterly devout, as if he hadn't been the one wailing and lamenting just moments before.
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