The goddess departed, and Jiang Yang was granted the Divine Sword and Divine Arrow.
Although the Fuxi Clan had not secured the goddess's promise to personally slay the Nine-Headed Fierce Beast, they were satisfied enough.
After the goddess left, Jiang Yang's father in this life walked over to him in great delight, clapped him hard on the shoulder, raised his hand, and called out loudly.
"Jiang, my son!"
Great Shaman Zhu also came to Jiang Yang's side, delight showing on his paint-covered face.
"Jiang, would you be willing to become a shaman?"
This offer was an immense affirmation of him.
In the Fuxi Clan, because of the influence of the first-generation Fuxi and Nuwa, the Son of Fuxi did not inherit leadership of the tribe. Instead, an outstanding, wise young person from among the tribe was chosen to take the position.
This had already become a tradition. Almost every Son of Fuxi had taken the clanspeople who followed him away from the Fuxi Tribe, traveling far afield to establish a new tribe.
But apart from tribal chief, there was another position that allowed one to remain in the tribe while enjoying high standing: the tribe's "shaman."
The requirements for becoming a shaman were equally stringent. The position required someone gifted with Transcendent Power, and such people were usually trained from childhood.
Jiang Yang was already seven years old, yet he had never shown any sign of possessing Transcendent Power.
At most, he was a little stronger than ordinary people, grew a little faster, and had a slightly sturdier build.
But this time, Great Shaman Zhu had seen Jiang Yang receive the Luo River Goddess's favor.
He felt that even without Transcendent Power, someone favored by the Luo River Goddess would be no less worthy than a true shaman.
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