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In half a month's time, we quickly reached the appointed moment. According to Silver Moon's plan, we divided into two groups: the Wild Ghost and the Rebellious stayed in the courtyard to protect White Soul, while Silver Moon and I lurked outside.
Everything was relatively calm; neither Silver Moon nor I had any intention of speaking. This situation made me increasingly awkward, and for a moment, I wasn't sure what I was thinking.
"Thanks to Zhen'er’s cooperation this time, as soon as that monster appears, we will act immediately," Silver Moon suddenly spoke up, her voice somewhat distant.
To gather the villagers together, we devised several plans. In the end, Zhen'er surprisingly suggested a matchmaking event. Marrying off daughters has always been of great importance in Holy Spirit Village, especially for girls of Zhen'er's status. Therefore, it was a rigorous selection process, which is why the White Clan Leader invited all the villagers to Bai Residence. The turnout was impressive; this usually quiet Holy Spirit Village was bustling with activity. It seemed that Miss Zhen'er was quite popular.
"It's just that for a girl to do this, if she doesn't end up choosing someone she likes in the end, it might tarnish her reputation," Silver Moon remarked.
"Oh," I replied lightly.
In recent days, Zhen'er had seen that we genuinely wanted to protect White Soul, so she had been in contact with us frequently. Many matters were even personally handled by her; she took care of even trivial details. Most importantly, she often asked me about Silver Moon. If I couldn't see that she had feelings for Silver Moon, then I would be a complete fool.
"This Zhen'er is really something; look at those men fighting so hard," I said to Silver Moon as we sat on a rooftop high enough to see most of Bai Residence. Watching them laugh and joke around, I quickly added, "Then you should join the matchmaking competition too." Immediately after saying that, I regretted it and fell silent.
Sure enough, Silver Moon's expression darkened instantly, and she stopped speaking.
Xi Meng, Xi Meng, how could you be so foolish! The atmosphere became tense again.
Strangely enough, throughout most of the day, that monster remained inactive. It couldn't possibly not show up at all, could it? I nervously stared below as the number of competitors dwindled; I hoped Zhen'er's good intentions wouldn't go to waste.
Time passed quickly; now only the final two contestants remained. Below, Zhen'er seemed increasingly anxious as she tightly clutched her handkerchief. Her gaze darted toward our direction in a flustered manner.
"Hahaha! Truly heroic youths! If there are no challengers left, then I declare that the winner of this matchmaking competition is Elder Li's youngest son—"
"Wait." A calm voice suddenly swept past me, leaving my heart empty; it was Silvermoon!
"What’s wrong? Does the Demon Prince also want to participate in this selection competition?" the White Clan Leader said with a smile, his eyes revealing his delight.
"No way, he’s an outsider. How can he participate in our Holy Spirit Village matters?" Before Silvermoon could respond, many people around began to protest.
"Why not? Zhen'er's mother isn't from Holy Spirit Village either, yet she lives happily with her father." As soon as Zhen'er finished speaking, the protests around slowly faded away.
Zhen'er looked at Silvermoon with a smile full of affection; I guessed that Silvermoon wouldn't fail to notice.
"Then, Young Master Li, are you willing to compete with Prince Silvermoon?" the White Clan Leader asked the last victorious youth.
"Of course, I want Zhen'er to see who the real strong one is." The Young Master Li appeared calm and very confident.
"Alright then, Young Master Li, please." Silvermoon then walked toward the Duel Arena.
"Begin," said the White Clan Leader.
At this moment, I anxiously looked into the distance, wondering if that monster would come. Damn it, don’t let me see it!
The Young Master Li was not weak; he was also a High-ranking Dark Saint. However, I knew he was no match for Silvermoon.
Silvermoon seemed in no hurry to win; each of his moves was very skillful—neither too much nor too little, neither winning nor losing. It seemed he intended to buy time, and my heart relaxed a bit. However, Zhen'er beside him couldn't hide her disappointment in her eyes.
It's here!
I clearly sensed that familiar aura rapidly approaching from the direction of the shrine. Good, you finally came.
The villagers usually lived quite scattered, making it difficult for them to notice the monsters. However, today, with so many experts gathered, the villagers were concentrated together, and it seemed that quite a few had sensed something was amiss.
The Silver Moon on the Duel Arena and the Li Family Young Master had already stopped their actions, vigilantly observing their surroundings.
Something was off; that monster showed no signs of hiding its presence. It boldly approached—what was it planning?
A mass of black mist partially obscured the Bai Residence, and everyone stood still, gazing at the sky.
At this moment, someone spoke up, "It's the Divine Beast Lord; the Divine Beast Lord has manifested."
"The Divine Beast Lord, it really is the Divine Beast Lord!"
...
More and more villagers echoed in agreement, kneeling one after another. It was truly foolish; I could see that if this monster demanded someone's life, they would unhesitatingly offer it.
The Silver Moon below signaled to me with a glance, and I nodded in response. In my heart, I silently prayed, Yu, please lend me your Pure Sound to assist me.
Fortunately, I had already reached the 'Flying' realm; the golden Thin Cicada Wings gently unfurled. I thought to myself that at least I could still intimidate them at the start.
The black mist seemed unprepared for my sudden appearance, especially with the aura of Pure Sound activated.
"Who are you?" The monster's voice was hoarse, sending chills down one's spine.
"I am Xi Meng, the heir of Divine Feather." I knew I couldn't panic at this moment. I raised my head proudly and countered with a question,
"And who are you?"
"I am the Guardian Beast of this Holy Spirit Village."
"Is that so? Then why can I not sense a trace of Divine Power from you?" I deliberately raised my voice for everyone present to hear, my tone neither fast nor slow.
"Hmph, how dare a little Yellow-Haired Girl question me?" The creature replied calmly, showing no signs of panic.
"Very well, do you dare to compete with me?"
Finally, the dark energy fell silent, but I sensed it was plotting something sinister again.
"Alright, how do you want to compete?"
"It's simple; you just need to listen to me play a tune."
"Fine." Although it agreed, I could clearly detect the strain in its voice.
I took out the Horn Flute, a true Divine Beast Artifact.
"One Thought Dream Soul." This piece was entirely composed by me, and its purpose was straightforward: to let me see what this creature was thinking.
The sound of the Bone Flute was weaker than that of the Horn Flute, and the melody was soft and melodious. If one harbored good intentions, they would surely enjoy it; however, if there was even a hint of Evil Desire in their heart, they would be tormented beyond measure.
My gaze remained fixed on the creature not far away. I could clearly feel its body trembling; it was struggling. Good, it was being forced to retreat slightly!
A glance at the villagers on the ground revealed that they were all entranced. With this, I could exert my full strength even more.
This creature truly was not some divine beast; its will was beginning to weaken. Soon, I would be able to see its thoughts!
"Ah!" Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed through the crowd. Distracted by it, I reflexively dropped the Bone Flute.
When I turned around, sure enough, the monster had escaped, and I unwillingly chased after it.
"Don't go, Xi Meng," Silver Moon quickly came to my side, stopping my movements.
"Why not?"
"That's not its true form; you won't be able to find it."
"Damn it!" This monster was truly cunning!
At that moment, the White Clan Leader urgently called out, "Li'er, what's wrong with you?"
I slowly descended, looking at the figure in the middle of the crowd. Indeed, it was Bai Residence's Third Young Master, Bai Li. I frowned and didn't explain, but I couldn't help but feel suspicious about Bai Li; his reaction clearly indicated he had suffered a side effect from the earlier tune. Given that Holy Spirit Village possessed some divine power, how could this happen?
I crouched down and said to the White Clan Leader, "Clan Leader, let me try."
Without hesitation, the White Clan Leader made way for me and suddenly knelt before me. "Old Man did not know you were the Goddess incarnate; truly blind of me. Please forgive me, Goddess."
"Goddess, please forgive us," the villagers echoed.
A large group of villagers hurriedly knelt before me. I sighed deeply; Holy Spirit Village really showed utmost reverence to the Divine Lord.
"Please get up; saving Bai Li is more important," I said and ignored them afterward. If it weren't for White Soul, I wouldn't feel any emotion toward this ignorant and cold-blooded place.
Reaching out to place my hand on Bai Li's right hand, I indeed sensed the aura of Pure Sound. It seemed to be entangled with another force within Bai Li's body. It appeared that Bai Li had completely collapsed under the pressure.
I inhaled the Pure Sound and remained still, waiting for Bai Li to wake up. According to Zhen'er, the third young master of the Bai Residence had been frail and sickly since childhood, being the only one in Holy Spirit Village who hadn't even reached the level of a Death Warrior. He was usually reclusive and disliked interacting with others, even those from the Bai Residence. However, there was nothing particularly special about him.
I wondered if he was too weak to withstand the Pure Sound.
I didn't dwell on it further; after all, he was indeed from Holy Spirit Village. If something were wrong, White Clan Leader would have noticed it long ago. As for the aura within him, I thought of it as just a difference among individuals. Given his frailty, it was normal for him to faint.
With that thought, I felt somewhat relieved.
"Li'er, you're awake?" White Clan Leader suddenly spoke.
Startled, I snapped back to reality and looked down at Bai Li.
Something was off! Those eyes were so murky!
"Li'er, quickly thank the Goddess, she saved you," White Clan Leader said happily.
"Thank you, Goddess," Bai Li said weakly to me.
"Father, I'm not feeling well; I want to go back and rest," Bai Li struggled to rise, assisted by a servant beside him as he left. From his demeanor, he seemed to be in a hurry.
The matter of selecting a suitor fell through. Fortunately, the villagers had already regarded me as the Goddess, believing wholeheartedly in what I said. It was just a pity that the monster had escaped during this opportunity; I couldn't catch hold of it. However, Yin Yue mentioned that this matter shouldn't be rushed. To claim that the revered divine beast of generations was merely a monster would backfire on the newly established faith.
Indeed, there was no need to rush. Next, I wanted to take some time to understand this Bai Li.
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