After all, his performance just now was quite strenuous, and he had worked up a considerable sweat. It was truly uncomfortable not to take a wash...

"Hehe, my beauty, here I come..."

No sooner had he thought of waking up the girl than he heard High Priest Darren's voice, and immediately he saw a flash in the corner of the stone house. Darren's gaunt figure appeared before Qin Fang, his skeletal body looking very aged, his entire form dry and wrinkled.

Yet, that particular symbol of manhood was now standing erect, looking rather fierce; it did not seem to befit his age.

"Dar... Darren... High Priest Darren, what... what are you doing? Where is this place? Why am I here?"

Seeing the High Priest, a man even older than her father – the most venerable man in the mountains – standing naked before her, that part proudly raised, the girl was completely stunned.

In her memory, she was supposed to have come to the side of the deity, to offer her purest self entirely to him, so that the deity would bless her tribe with boundless happiness.

But reality —

Seemed nothing like her fantasy!

"Why here? Hahaha... Of course, I brought you back! Aren't you the sacrifice for the deity? I am the messenger of the deity; you naturally have to offer yourself to me first, then you can have the chance to meet the supreme deity..."

High Priest Darren, truly the most cunning charlatan in the mountains, did not forget his old trade and continued to deceive the girl.

But the urgent expression on his face, combined with the physiological reaction below, made it seem more like a strange uncle with candy luring a naive little girl.

"You... you..."

Although the girl still hadn't figured out what was happening, as she saw the lecherous High Priest Darren advancing towards her, she knew she'd been tricked. Almost instinctively, she wanted to resist, but the effects of the sweat-producing drug just wore off, and she was too weak to exert any strength.

Slap~~

Yet, just as High Priest Darren was about to violate her, a sound abruptly rang out beside him, interrupting his action, and he turned his head to look in its direction.

"Eh, who are you?"

Then, he saw Qin Fang standing at the corner of the stone house, who had changed his appearance and donned the attire of a local villager. Darren did not recognize that Qin Fang was indeed the outsider he had been wary of...

However, the villagers here were all his people; the number was not too large, and he knew them all. It seemed that there was no one who looked like Qin Fang's current face.

"The one who's after your life..."

Qin Fang's expression turned cold as he spoke with a chilling tone. At the same time, a sharp, gleaming dagger appeared in his hand, by no means inferior to the one Darren had previously used for bloodletting.

"You... come..."

High Priest Darren was startled at the words, his complexion changing as he almost instinctively thought to call out for help.

But how could Qin Fang allow him to do as he wished? With a slight movement, his figure turned into a gust of wind, and in an instant, he was right in front of Darren, two meters away. Then, with a flash of silver light from his hand, Darren's words that reached his mouth turned into nothing but muffled sounds.

"I've heard you're quite fond of bloodletting people; as luck would have it, I share the same hobby. I've never had the opportunity before, but now I can test it out on you..."

At this moment, Qin Fang turned into a demon, slashing with a knife and severing High Priest Darren's wrist with ease. Fresh blood instantly splurted out.

High Priest Darren desperately wanted to scream, but his body was immobilized. He could feel the agony in his body but couldn't make a single sound, only shaking violently.

A small cut might not seem much, but the sensation of slowly losing blood was terribly uncomfortable. High Priest Darren had always been the one to cut others' veins, never truly severing them, but he definitely did not enjoy this feeling.

Now, he was truly bleeding. Although it was just a wrist and not a limb, too much blood loss could certainly be fatal for him.

Qin Fang simply slit his wrist and then ignored him. From the Props Box, he took out a set of clothes and threw it to the girl, who was still in shock and horror, signaling her to put on the clothes to avoid the embarrassment of being completely naked...

The girl was still in shock, beginning to guess that the entire sacrificial ceremony had been a sham, and she was the sacrifice, almost ending up in the hands of the lascivious old High Priest Darren.

And this man, who seemed quite unfamiliar, had saved her. He had appeared just in time to rescue her, otherwise, she would have lost her innocence.

While mountain women didn't regard their chastity as very important compared to married women—who didn't mind marrying several men—unmarried young girls did value their purity highly. There were even some who had committed suicide after losing their virginity.

In particular, there were quite a few who had vied for the position of Holy Woman in such sacrificial ceremonies and committed suicide over this very issue... Although this girl's situation was somewhat different, it was roughly similar.

Offering her pure body to that supreme deity was vastly different from offering it to the disgusting elderly man before her eyes.

If she had known the truth earlier, she would never have gone through enormous efforts to secure a position as a sacrifice.

At this moment, Qin Fang's arrival undeniably revived the girl's heart, which had fallen into despair, and her gaze towards him changed significantly.

Whether the supreme deity existed or not, the girl no longer cared. But the young man who had rescued her in her time of danger now held a place in her heart that was no less esteemed than that of the supreme deity.

Just when she was nearly in despair, she had prayed for the supreme deity to rescue her from danger—and then this young man appeared...

What was going through the girl's mind, Qin Fang wasn't entirely sure, as he had no intention of paying attention to her thoughts.

What truly mattered to him was what High Priest Darren was thinking at this very moment.

With his wrist bleeding, High Priest Darren had lost his former dignity and dominance, left only with the common fear and horror. It was at this moment that Qin Fang's Mind Reading Technique had the highest success rate, allowing him to easily probe all the secrets hidden deep within High Priest Darren's heart.

High Priest Darren was but a mediocre charlatan, with some deceitful tricks that were somewhat interesting. However, Qin Fang knew that if that was all he had, it would be impossible for him to have such sway over the mountains.

Witch Doctor Geda relied on the truly magical Miaojiang Medical Arts to gain his high status and reputation. Yet High Priest Darren, merely with his deception, had hoodwinked countless mountain villagers and held a status even more esteemed than Witch Doctor Geda's.

It was peculiar how he had deceived the mountains for so long without once being exposed. If someone said this young man didn't have some ace up his sleeve, Qin Fang wouldn't believe it.

This was bound to be High Priest Darren's greatest secret, and getting him to divulge it wouldn't be easy. Even if he did speak, Qin Fang might not believe him.

Discovering it through the Mind Reading Technique was the most precise method; High Priest Darren didn't even need to speak for Qin Fang to learn the original truth.

Indeed, Qin Fang's attention gradually focused on High Priest Darren's hands...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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