"Our Houtu Village descends from Great God Houtu. Ziming, Ziye, and Zi Yan—hmm, along with several younger ones—all inherited Great God Houtu's bloodline, and their bloodlines are exceedingly pure. They do not suffer from the troubling dilution of the Shebi Village bloodline, nor do they have the chaos among the subordinate shaman villages of Shebi Village. In this old woman's view, while Houtu Village is in the hands of the shaman elder and me, harmony and unity should come first. We must hold fast to familial affection and cross Million Meng Mountain's most difficult pass. As for whether Ziming becomes Ji Man or Ziye becomes the shaman elder, it makes no difference! After all, they are both descendants of Great God Houtu! Besides, there was never any great conflict between the shaman elder and Ji Man to begin with." Having spoken this far, Ji Man paused slightly. "Ziming's wariness toward this old woman ultimately stems from her desire for power..."
"Oh? The bloodline of Shebi Village is diluted? The shaman villages are in conflict?" Xiao Hua was slightly startled. He understood that Ji Man's words carried deeper implications, but he did not wish to become too deeply involved. Frowning faintly, he asked curiously.
"Hmph!" Ji Man said coldly. "If the bloodline of Great God Shebi's descendants had not been diluted, how could Xiao Mao have gained the respect of all the citizens of Hongdi Village when he came to Million Meng Mountain? How could he have gained the allegiance of Hongdi Village's shaman elder and Ji Man? Xiao Mao's arrival truly came at exactly the right time! It was like a drop of cold water falling into boiling oil! The chaos in Great Shebi Village has become ever more disorderly! To be honest with you, Young Master Xiao, this old