"Nine!"
Someone cried out first, and the entire crowd erupted!
People leaped and embraced, beat their chests and stamped their feet, flinging their belongings into the sky! They vented the surging passion in their hearts in every way they could! So many eyes brimmed with tears! So many throats gave voice to ragged, tuneless cries!
Every doubt, every hesitation, every scheme, every objection turned to dust and ashes within those nine counts. Even the High Shaman's staunchest confidants abandoned their allegiance, swept up in admiration for the Divine Envoy and the ecstasy of witnessing a miracle!
And Wang Yang's standing as the Divine Envoy, like those cinnabar characters that had endured the flames, was branded deep into every tribesperson's heart.
This was faith in its purest form, and submission in its purest form.
The High Shaman was utterly dumbfounded this time. No matter how he tried, he could not understand it. That actually worked?! Wrap a cup in cloth, and the cloth wouldn't burn? How could such a thing make sense?!
It did. Copper had high thermal conductivity; it absorbed and transferred heat rapidly, carrying the heat away fast enough to keep the cloth's surface below its ignition point.
The High Shaman had certainly had his eyes opened. He bitterly regretted lifting a rock only to smash his own foot. Had he known this would happen, he would have been better off doing nothing! Who could have imagined that Wu Qi's supposedly "unsolvable problem" would prove so useless!
At that thought, he could not help thinking Wu Qi incompetent! Had he been the one setting the challenge, he would simply have demanded that the challenger pluck a star from the sky! Surely Wang Yang could not manage that?!
Probably... couldn't... right???
This was, in fact, a difference in breadth of