1401 The Unforeseen Misfortune of Mount Saint, the Holy Light Tree! (4)

Ferya was delighted. Grand elder, youre amazing. Quick, stop me. I dont want to go.

Grand elder, dont stop her. She must be powerful, based on how confident she sounds. Let her go, w.a.n.g Teng said.

Feryas expression froze again.

w.a.n.g Teng, youre my mortal enemy!

!!

She suppressed her anger and snorted. Hmph, do you think everyone is as timid as you?

Yes, yes, Im a coward; youre the brave one. Go on. w.a.n.g Teng nodded. He didnt care.

w.a.n.g Teng, stop fanning the flames. Ferya, you too; dont be reckless. If anything happens, I wont be able to explain this to your grandfather. The grand elder was caught between laughter and tears.

Ferya was unconvinced.

The way the old man was treating the human and her was completely different. He was treating her like a kid.

w.a.n.g Teng smiled and stopped targeting her. He just wanted to tease her to exact revenge.

He looked at the misty peak with a flickering gaze; no one knew what he was thinking.

Feryas lips twitched when she saw her rivals expression.

This fellow wants to climb up the mountain in secret!

The moment this thought appeared there was no stopping her.

w.a.n.g Teng and the others went back to the grand elders house and waited for the other chiefs to arrive with their stone plates.

Soon, dawn broke.

The light velvet people from the other tribes kept on arriving and gathered inside the grand elders house. They spoke to him in their language.

Rong Li chatted with them before they started a heated argument.

Sigh, I think they dont want you to look at their stone plates, Ferya gloated.

If I cant do it, you cant, either. w.a.n.g Teng closed his eyes.

Im different. My grandfather made a pact with them, Ferya said proudly.

You wont be able to get anything. I think your race has already sent many people, but no one has ever gotten the real legacy, right? w.a.n.g Teng asked.

He struck the correct spot. Ferya didnt know what to say, so she moved to the side feeling frustrated.

She couldnt hold it in. Even if others cant, I can. As for you, you have no hope.

Then, she disdainfully glanced at the young human.

w.a.n.g Teng sn.i.g.g.e.red.

Ferya felt she was punching a cotton ball. She was exasperated.

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d.a.m.n it!

In the end, the grand elder said something in a stern tone, silencing the chieftains.

w.a.n.g Teng, come over. The grand elder beckoned the young hero.

What is it? w.a.n.g Teng raised his eyebrows. The result is out.

w.a.n.g Teng, there will be a sacrifice ceremony later. You and Ferya can study the stone plates afterwards, the grand elder said.

Ceremony! w.a.n.g Teng was stunned.

Yes, well perform the ceremony once all the stone plates are here, said the old leader.

I didnt know about this custom. w.a.n.g Teng nodded. He was surprised, but he didnt think too much about it. Those were the ways of the Light Velvet people, and he would respect their wishes.

The Light Velvet races ceremony? Ive heard my grandfather talk about it. Ive always wanted to see it. Ferya leaned over. She was excited.

The sky turned dark.

The furry people started to get busy. They prepared all the needed items for the ceremony; the grand elder then led w.a.n.g Teng and the others to a valley behind the tribe grounds.

A ma.s.sive, ancient sacrificial altar appeared before w.a.n.g Teng.

Thick stone pillars were scattered around the altar. The Light Velvet people lit up the flames; the entire place brightened.

The flames were white, giving off a holy feel.

Our hero sized up the flames curiously; they werent as powerful as his Holy Flame. They were lit up by some special light-element item.