Five days passed quickly. The Spirit Race women were focused on setting up the ceremony, and some of the Insane Sect's bachelors were helping out. The atmosphere in the alien gathering place became more relaxed and cheerful. The haze of the previous battle was swept away.
The main body went into seclusion, leaving only Ye Qinghan to guard the area.
In the past five days, Master Kui Hu had been worried sick about Ye Qinghan marrying a Giant Blood Tribe woman and passing on his powerful bloodline. He had been treating people to meals every day, and had the Giant Blood Tribe women accompany him. Ye Qinghan felt a headache coming on.
"Young Master, our Giant Blood Tribe women are strong. They are not as pretentious as human women. They are the best choice for a soul mate!"
"Young Master, please reconsider. If you choose a Giant Blood Tribe woman, you will understand the benefits of having a Giant Blood Tribe woman."
"Young Master …"
Master Kui Hu nagged all day, and Ye Qinghan frowned. He had no choice but to run away.
From then on, Ye Qinghan refused to accept any more invitations from Master Kui Hu.
On the fifth day, the gathering place of the foreign races was bustling with noise. All the experts of the foreign races had come. Even the ordinary foreign races were standing outside to watch the show. The women of the Spirit Race were gorgeously dressed, as though they were trying to attract the experts.
Mu Zhuang was the most excited. He seemed to have set his eyes on a Spirit Race woman. She was the top-grade girl by Fairy Ying Xue's side. She had a perfect body, and she had everything she wanted. Most importantly, she had the aura of a goddess. She was noble and holy, and her skin was as smooth as jade.
Mu Zhuang, who was a sword maniac, ran over to Ye Qinghan and said flatteringly, "Hehe, Boss, help me out later. I've been single for ten thousand years!"
Ye Qinghan smiled and looked in the direction of Mu Zhuang's lecherous eyes. He found that the girl was indeed top-grade. Her cultivation was not bad, but she was not a Paramount God. Judging from her appearance and temperament, she was very young and had great potential.
"Did you find out anything? What kind of event is the Festival of Sacrifice to the Goddess? "Ye Qinghan asked calmly.
Mu Zhuang grinned and said, "It's an event to worship the ancestors and pray for blessings. It's also a chance for the women of the Spirit Tribe to choose a spouse. Boss, the women of the Spirit Tribe look pretty good. Do you want to take in a concubine?"
Bang!
Ye Qinghan stretched out his hand and pointed a finger at Mu Zui's head.
"My affairs are already very troublesome, how can I have the time to talk about love? Just work harder today and get all the women of the Spirit Tribe. "Ye Qinghan calmly replied.
At this moment, Zixian, Dongqin, and Medusa glared at him fiercely. Mu Zhuang shrank his head and ran away immediately.
At this moment, Fairy Yingxue stood on the highest stage and said with a smile, "The Festival of Sacrifice to the Goddess of the Spirit Tribe is to worship the ancestors and pray for blessings. It's also to choose a suitable partner for the women of the Spirit Tribe. Any expert who is invited by the Spirit Tribe is a friend of our tribe, so you must abide by our rules."
"The rules are very simple. As long as a woman of our tribe fancies a young talent, she will challenge the elite. If the young talent loses, he must win the woman of our tribe. If he wins, he has the right to choose whether he wants to marry her or not. Of course, my friends, you can also take the initiative to challenge him. If you win, the woman of our tribe will marry you. If you lose, it depends on whether the woman of our tribe is willing or not." Fairy Yingxue looked at the people of the Eccentric Sect and said.
Obviously, the other foreign tribes knew the rules of the Spirit Tribe. Only the Eccentric Sect did not know.
The people of the Eccentric Sect and the experts of the Chaos Realm were invited, but some of them looked at each other. They had wives and children, and their children were with them. If they were challenged at this time and lost, it would not be fun.
"My friends, the details of the challenge will be discussed by the challengers themselves. We won't say much. Now, let's officially start the Festival of Sacrifice to the Ancestors!"
Dong dong dong!
The experts of the foreign tribes beat the drums. They were the son-in-law of the Spirit Tribe, the best of the best. Otherwise, the woman of the Spirit Tribe would not have taken a fancy to them.
The women of the Spirit Tribe sang and danced, showing off their magical powers, hoping to attract the attention of the strongest man in the world. When the time came for the challenge, the man would not be able to refuse.
Ye Qinghan sat among the people of the Eccentric Sect, admiring the dance with a smile on his face. Most of his attention was on the stone statue of the goddess of the Spirit Tribe. This goddess was rumored to be the ancestor of the Spirit Tribe. Her spiritual power was enough to communicate with the Nine Worlds and borrow the power of the Nine Worlds to fight against the Realm Lord. No one could resist her.
The statue was lifelike and looked even more beautiful than Fairy Yingxue. For a stone statue to be so beautiful, it was absolutely perfect.
Ye Qinghan was also a master sculptor, but in the face of such a stone statue, he admitted that he was not confident that he could carve a more perfect statue than this one.
Excited by the prospect, the tiny figure in Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness began to operate rapidly. It held a dagger in its hand and carved on a star in its world. However, it discovered that every time it carved the same blade, it consumed thousands of times more spiritual energy than usual!
He had just carved a prototype of the stone statue in front of him, but the spiritual power of a Realm Lord was completely consumed! The key was that there was still a big gap between what he carved and the statue of the goddess in front of him!
"The spiritual power of the person who carved this statue has reached a perfect state. His soul should have reached the immortal level. So be it if the world is immortal! But why did it disappear? " Ye Qinghan was secretly puzzled. It was hard to guess how the human race had suddenly emerged and how they had destroyed the ten great foreign tribes. Just the emperor of the Giant Blood Tribe and the goddess of the Spirit Tribe alone could have destroyed the human race, right?
"Is fate really that important?"
Ye Qinghan murmured. His face was pale and his spiritual power had dried up. Now, it was quickly recovering, but it was obvious that it had grown much stronger.
Copying the statue of the goddess could increase one's spiritual power!
Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed. He was just excited to see the goddess and wanted to copy the statue of the goddess in front of him. Now, he was pleasantly surprised.
Fairy Ying Xue's spiritual power was extremely strong. She immediately felt Ye Qinghan's soul fluctuations. She found that his face was pale, as if he had exhausted his spiritual power. She couldn't help but be surprised.
The ancestral worship ceremony continued. Fairy Ying Xue stopped paying attention to Ye Qinghan and led the hundred most beautiful women of the Spirit Tribe to kneel before the statue of the goddess. They prayed and sought the blessings of the goddess.
The statue of the goddess surged with divine light. Golden light shot out in all directions. It was incomparably holy. Under the sunlight, it was hard to look straight at.
Ye Qinghan sat up straight and quietly watched.
The surrounding foreign race experts all held their breaths and quietly watched. They didn't dare to disturb. Disturbing the ancestral worship ceremony was the same as challenging the Spirit Tribe.
Mu Zhuang's eyes were filled with the young girl beside Fairy Ying Xue. He seemed to have fallen in love with her.
At this time, the young girl actually walked towards the statue of the goddess. She cut her slender jade-like hand and dripped her essence blood into the bowl at the statue's feet.
"Ancestor, please bless my Spirit Tribe. Ancestor, please bless my Spirit Tribe with eternal prosperity!" The young girl murmured. She was exhausted and slowly collapsed at the statue's feet.
Mu Zhuang was shocked. He wanted to rush over but was forcefully suppressed by Ye Qinghan's will.
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