As the woman revived, Duanmu Huai also took a step back, dispelled his Magical Girl transformation, and returned to his clone form. The snake-tailed woman, meanwhile, sat blankly on the ground, staring at her hands with a look of astonishment.
"Why am I... What exactly is this..."
Muttering to herself, the woman raised her head and looked toward Duanmu Huai, her expression solemn.
"Who exactly are you, honored sir?"
"You don't need to concern yourself with my identity. I only want to ask, are you a descendant of the Nüwa Clan?"
"Yes..."
Faced with Duanmu Huai's question, the woman nodded.
"I am indeed a descendant of the Nüwa Clan, as well as the former Holy Mother, Lin Qing'er..."
"What exactly happened here?"
Just then, perhaps because the explosion of the stone statue earlier had alerted the White Miao Tribe, the woman who had spoken with Duanmu Huai earlier came rushing into the temple with a squad of soldiers. When she saw Duanmu Huai and the others standing on the altar, her expression immediately darkened. However, before she could get angry, she caught sight of Lin Qing'er beside Duanmu Huai and instantly turned pale with shock, hurriedly kneeling on the ground.
"Holy Mother above!"
Led by the woman, everyone else also knelt down in unison.
"Holy Mother above!"
Well, it seemed this was officially certified now.
After that, the Holy Mother changed clothes, then appeared before Duanmu Huai once more, accompanied by that woman. Only then did Duanmu Huai learn that she was the chief of the White Miao Tribe.
"Honored sir, I will never forget your great kindness. I truly have no way to repay you."
The Holy Mother's attitude toward Duanmu Huai was extremely humble. After all, she knew her own circumstances best. Back then, in order to seal