Your Third Brother Isn't the One Who Uses Hidden Weapons

"The village has changed, Grandpa. Everything's a mess."

A Mei was already forty, but in front of the four elders, she wept like a child.

"In the past, the High Priest of our Great Southern Mountain was always a Granny from my Zhu family, passed down from generation to generation. That was a rule handed down by our ancestors.

"When something happened in a Shu Miao village, they went to their own village elders to discuss it. It was only when the Sheng Miao villages needed to send messages or deliver things that they had to come through our Zhu family's door."

A Mei wiped away her tears. Her voice trembled. "Ever since that Maze City descended, everything's gone wrong!"

"I don't know which cave they crawled out of, but suddenly there were shamans and priestesses, along with five or six people claiming to be High Priests!"

A Mei's eyes reddened. "They aren't following the ways our Miao people recognize at all. They have no guidance from our ancestors and no approval from the village elders. They claim they're new gods descended into the world, that the old rules must change, and that there needs to be a High Priest King to unite us under one command. They even demanded that I hand over the Gu Mother passed down through the generations of High Priests."

A Mei naturally refused, but her opponents were far stronger than she was—so much so that their power seemed incomprehensible.

In particular, they had easily taken control of the Gu worms she had raised herself.

In the end, they had forcibly taken her Gu Mother.

Without her Gu Mother, A Mei had also lost the ability to control Gu. That was why she had refused Xiao Zhenye.

"I see."

Xiao Zhenye furrowed his brow, then