In the beginning, Zong Lizi didn't feel comfortable hearing those words being repeated. She often paused in her sentences and stuttered a bit. As time went on, the "memories" in the deep part of her consciousness resurfaced. She spoke more fluently, and her voice became clearer.
The atmosphere in the classroom changed again. The students looked at her in surprise, wondering what was going on.
The female professor didn't expect Zong Lizi to remember such an obscure historical knowledge. "Very well, sit down," she said with a slightly relieved expression.
Zong Lizi had no idea what had happened. She was still baffled even after she sat down, and she couldn't help but rub her hair a few times.
Jiang Yuxia said to her with a faint smile, "It looks like you've been studying diligently lately … I think more and more highly of you."
Zong Lizi didn't know how to explain it. She had indeed studied diligently, but she had never read this book.
"Have you read the things I gave you yesterday? There are a lot of them. If you want to master them all before the October Water Festival, you have to hurry up, "said Jiang Yuxia softly.
Along with the pleasant electronic music, the buildings on the campus glowed again, illuminating the woods and the grassland amid the drizzle.
Zong Lizi walked to the grassland with the folder containing the computer on her head. Thinking of the contents of the computer she had read during the break of class, she felt more bewildered and even shocked.
The materials given to her by Jiang Yuxia were indeed very detailed, including all the things needed to become a female priest …
Yet, she felt that she had seen them somewhere before, and the feeling grew stronger the more she read them. She even thought that she was born with them.
What was going on?
Jing Jiu had already walked out from the grassland and stood by the path, waiting for her. He didn't hold an umbrella, merely covering his face with a hat.
She came before him and stared into his eyes, the only part of his body that could be seen, for a long time.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
"Nothing." Zong Lizi changed the topic awkwardly. "You told me not to bring this computer to school, but I forgot about it. Why didn't you remind me?"
"I forgot about it too," said Jing Jiu.
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The drizzle kept on drizzling soundlessly. October arrived.
Over the last few days, Zong Lizi had been training according to the requirements of the materials provided by Jiang Yuxia, and she didn't slack off in her studies.
Jing Jiu was still lying on the grass in the rain, waiting for the battleship to hit him. At night, he would do math problems under the starlight or read the proceedings of the Academy of Sciences. As far as he was concerned, doing the mathematical problems and reading the collection of theses were the same as playing the sand-piling game in Chaotian. They were both a form of relaxation and a form of exercise, and it was also a process of calculating. Yet, it was unclear what he was calculating.
One day, the rain suddenly grew heavier and more chaotic. It was probably because too many flying devices had left Shou 'er City at the same time.
Today was the day of the October Water Sacrifice, where a new priestess would be chosen.
Thousands of spacecrafts left the ground and flew against the rain line. Under the command of the spacecrafts, they followed the temporary flight path that was applied for on the spot and flew toward the majestic mountain range.
More people had set off early in the morning, taking the floating trains and other public transportation tools, taking the elevators to the ground, and then taking the equatorial train to the praying hall.
There were seven big cities like Shou 'er City on this planet, to say nothing of the many residential areas. Hundreds of thousands of people had gathered on that patch of grassland during the daytime. It was unclear if those people had realized that the desertified ground under their feet had many traces of the last war when they were strolling in the rain.
The magnificent building of the praying hall in the deep end of the grassland was surrounded by a sea of people.
Some advanced flying devices landed one after another in the evening. It was a magnificent scene.
A few battleships hovered three thousand meters above the ground and shot out hundreds of strong light beams, illuminating the entire patch of grassland.
The praying hall was illuminated by a dozen light beams, looking exceptionally clear and solemn.
It was illuminated by the lights of the battleships. Only the birth of the priestess was worthy of such a grand occasion.
Jing Jiu rode the floating train with the students. After being scanned a few times, he came to the outside of the praying hall and waited in line to enter the hall.
The important figures like the president of the University of Stargate and the council members were talking to others in the square in front of the praying hall.
Few people would come to the praying hall under normal circumstances, because nobody dared disturb the priestess' Cultivation. However, the most important figures on this planet were gathered here at the moment.
The director of the military base, the chief executive of the government, the heads of the clans, the presidents of a few large companies, and a dozen archbishops of high status were all standing in the square. Some high-level officials of the government and the high-level members of the priest clan, represented by Mr. Xia, were also talking to them.
Some people were more attractive than them that day; they were the one hundred young women standing on the stone steps of the sacrificial altar.
There were strict requirements for participating in the selection of the female priest, though some of them were not suitable to be announced to the public; for instance, they couldn't be older than eighteen years old, and …
These young women had beautiful eyebrows and a tranquil temperament. They wore white priest robes, their black hair hanging down their backs, giving off a feeling of holiness and purity.
Standing on the stone steps in Silence, they were not affected by the clamor of the outside world and the battleships in the sky.
Only one young woman was special; she was Zong Lizi.
Her hair was dyed red, which was very eye-catching among the young women, looking like a burning flame.
Her special appearance drew some attention. A few archbishops furrowed their brows, showing their displeasure. A few high-level officials discussed her with a smile.
It was probably because of this that Zong Lizi felt nervous. She lost her balance and almost fell to the next stone step.
Standing by her side, Jiang Yuxia reached out her hand imperceptibly to help her regain her balance.
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"Why is she standing there?"
Seeing the scene, Mr. Xia asked his subordinate by his side with furrowed brows.
He had arranged for Jiang Yuxia's position to be the most eye-catching. Her tranquil temperament and beautiful appearance would definitely attract many people's attention.
Why was the young woman named Zong Lizi standing by her side? And she dyed her hair in such a strange color. Who arranged for her to do so?
"It's the young mistress's request," said his subordinate in a low voice.
Mr. Xia furrowed his eyebrows even more tightly, wondering how she could behave in such a manner even though she was a candidate for the position of female priest.
In the next moment, he saw the scene in the distance, feeling baffled, wondering who the youth in the blue tracksuit was.
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Everybody was looking at the young women on the stone steps, including those high-level officials and the heads of the aristocratic clans.
Only three of these young women would enter the final list, and then the female priest would choose the successor. Those who had been eliminated would be the best candidates for their daughters-in-law. The male representatives from various institutes, departments and regions had their eyes fixed on the young women, feeling that they couldn't get enough of looking at them.
After taking a look at Jiang Yuxia, Jing Jiu fixed his eyes on Zong Lizi, ignoring the other girls with black hair.
He was quite satisfied with the hair color he had chosen for this young woman. It was bright red, looking like the sword light of the Thoughtless Sword.
The teachers and students of the University of Stargate entered the hall. Jing Jiu followed them without being noticed.
The students who came to the praying hall for the first time couldn't help but scream in surprise when they saw the spacious hall, wondering how long they would have to walk before they could find their seats.
The surprised screams drew the attention of the important figures in front of the praying hall. When they learned that he was a young man of the University of Stargate, they all let out a mild and tolerant smile.
The main preacher of Shou 'er City had a slightly changed expression when he saw Jing Jiu. Though he couldn't see the face of this youth, he couldn't forget the blue tracksuit. The priest's uniform drooped down to the ground, covering his moving feet. He came to the side of Jing Jiu and hid in the shadow behind the stone post. "You're here," he said in a humble tone.
Jing Jiu didn't expect to be seen by this person, uttering "hmm".
The main preacher asked with his head lowered, "Where would you like to sit?"
The few battleships were only a few thousand meters above the ground, exuding a strong gravitational force that made Jing Jiu uncomfortable. In order to launch a counterattack as soon as possible, Jing Jiu pointed upward.
The main preacher didn't dare voice his opinion. He led Jing Jiu into the hidden corridor behind the stone post hastily.
It was this scene that Mr. Xia saw.
As the head of the priest clan, he was aware that this main preacher of Shou 'er City was the most trusted person of the female priest, and he was also aware of the relationship between the youth in the blue tracksuit and Zong Lizi … He suddenly felt alarmed and uneasy. His clan had prepared for more than one hundred years and had finally produced such an outstanding descendant as Jiang Yuxia. Would something unexpected happen today?
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The October Water Sacrifice had already begun during the day, and the selection of the female priest would take place at this moment.
Along with the tinkling sound of the spring water, a main preacher stood in the spacious grand hall and welcomed all the distinguished guests and populace. In the next moment, the governor and the manager of the base gave a speech respectively. Mr. Xia also gave a brief speech on behalf of the priest clan.
A dozen black-robed main preachers and female caretakers walked out from the hidden corridors on both sides of the praying hall and knelt on the ground.
The high-level officials, including the governor and the manager of the base, and thousands of populace representatives had all left their seats.
A beam of light illuminated the gray screen in the deepest part of the praying hall.
The gray screen hung down from the top of the praying hall to the ground. It was so large that it could be seen clearly from the entrance of the praying hall a few thousand meters away.
It was said that this screen was made of a nanomaterial of the second level, devoid of any fine lines on its surface. It was so smooth that it looked like a dreamland or a real sky.
A slender figure appeared on the screen.
She was the female priest of the Stargate.
Everybody knelt down and bowed to the figure behind the gray screen. The preachers began to recite the scriptures, praising God for rescuing the humans from the ruins of destruction.
In the meantime, the scene in the praying hall was projected to the night sky by the battleship in real time.
Hundreds of thousands of populace knelt down like the tide on the prairie; it was a spectacular scene.
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The whole world was bowing to God and the spokesperson of God.
Jing Jiu of course didn't do it, because nobody could see him anyway.
At the moment, he was at the highest point of the praying hall, by the edge of the gray screen. It was unclear when he pulled a chair over and lay on it.
This was the highest and the best position. It was the closest to the real sky and the sky-like screen. As the light illuminated the screen, the sky turned into something like water. Jing Jiu turned his head to look down and saw a young woman in a military uniform kneeling by the stone post behind the screen. He couldn't help but be taken aback.
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