The spirit monsters left weeping, supporting one another as they limped away.
They had no interest in Access Privilege Points, because they knew that even if they earned points this time, they might not earn any next time.
They might even die during the next sacrifice.
When that happened, what use would even more points be?
But death was their final destination.
Though they resisted it in their hearts, they still obediently went back to eating grass, building up their essence, energy, and spirit, preparing to endure the next worship ceremony.
The Orthodox Foundation Establishment Cultivators rose as well.
Compared to the spirit monsters, they were overjoyed.
"One thousand Access Privilege Points! Wonderful!"
"A few more times, and I'll have level one authority!"
Though Orthodox Foundation Establishment Cultivators lived bitter, exhausting, dangerous lives, most of them had aspirations.
Now that they had earned Access Privilege Points without suffering any harm, they wished they could hold another worship ceremony tomorrow.
Some cultivators asked Ma Qingqiu, Mei Niang, and the other [Dao Seal] cultivators.
But these [Dao Seal] cultivators hemmed and hawed, unable to give an answer.
The Orthodox Cultivators grew anxious. "My lords, give us a definite answer about when we can do this again."
"When the time comes, we'll have rested and gathered our strength, ready to light the Sandalwood Incense in the fullest spirits."
Ma Qingqiu coughed. "Well... we'll discuss that later!"
The many Orthodox Cultivators grew more anxious at his words. "Why discuss it later? Could it be that you can't make the decision?"
"The only one who can decide is the one on the highest altar, right?"
The one on the highest altar referred to Wang Quan.
At these words, Ma Qingqiu coughed incessantly. "Well... we're all fellow cultivators, all striving for Stone City; we..."
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