"Lord Xuan God has news!!! The High Priest said there will be a ceremony tonight!"
Just as the man was chatting with his neighbor while plowing, a messenger carrying the watchman's gong came sprinting past and dropped a bombshell.
"A ceremony for Lord Xuan God? Wasn't the annual ceremony held just a month ago?"
The man and his neighbor froze at the same time, then instantly erupted in joy! Their eyes and brows brimmed with excitement!
"Lord Xuan God is coming down to find us of his own accord! Wonderful!"
He abandoned the plow, but the calf by the edge of the field was still greedily nibbling tender grass and refused to move. In his panic, the man simply scooped it up with both hands and sprinted home.
"Wife! Hurry and get ready! Lord Xuan God is coming down of his own accord!!!"
In the cavern where the godstone was kept, a beautiful mature woman paced back and forth before it.
She was Third. She had held the position of High Priest for more than twenty years.
Unlike the High Priests of the past, life within the tribe had grown better and better. There was even Mend Heaven to cure the tribespeople's illnesses and fatigue. Thus, although Third was already around forty, she had not aged severely. She had been a beauty to begin with, and even at this age she still possessed a graceful figure and lingering charm, looking younger and more beautiful than the tribe's women in their early thirties had before...
Yet, following the rule passed down by every former High Priest, she had never taken a spouse. All these years, she had lived alone.
From the ignorant girl she had once been to the woman in her early forties today, she had devoted too much