The Cult of the Moon Mother Goddess's trial was soon drawing to a close.
The following days were relatively peaceful. Only the first two had been a scene of "blood and slaughter."
After everyone who could be arrested had been thrown into the confinement cells, the cult seemed peaceful and harmonious.
They put on a show of mutual respect and affection, studying the doctrines together.
At least, that was how the priests behaved.
As for the newly inducted female adventurers, they were only friendly and approachable on the surface. Behind the scenes, in order to earn a chance at receiving a blessing, they began fiercely reporting one another and digging up dirt.
After all, the high priest had said that not every child who found their direction could receive a blessing.
Who wouldn't want that kind of power? Though they were unwilling to admit it, they all knew that with their own talent, they would probably never reach that level in their lifetimes.
The hope of changing one's life was worth fighting for by any means necessary.
By comparison, things were rather detached from worldly strife on Jia Xiu's side.
The Jia Xiu illusion controlled by Bubu had been successfully locked in a confinement cell, waiting for the right moment to rescue the other unfortunate sacrifices.
All he could say was that the local believers were too ruthless. They would not even spare a fool.
Mia had no interest whatsoever in competing for blessings. With her promising academic future, only someone with a broken brain would want to accept such an inexplicable blessing.
She now spent every day reflecting and correcting errors, trying to figure out exactly which step of her divination had gone wrong.
The result had clearly indicated a high probability of god-level power. How had it ended