The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

Ruan Xiaojiu and the others watched the Saint's carriage go away and listened to the Wu people's excited discussions, "That's great! As long as the Saint and the Saint are married, the Saint will not leave the Wu tribe. We won't be afraid of foreign invasions in the future."

"Yes, the Saint is so gentle and pure, only the Saint can keep the Saint."

"Tonight is the first time our tribe has held a sacrifice to drive out the invaders. It is also an auspicious day for the marriage of the Saintess and the Saint Venerable. Therefore, we must dance to our heart's content, pray for the gods' protection, and thank them for the arrival of the Saintess and the Saint Venerable, so that we can live a healthy life."

"I'm going to dress up beautifully tonight and pray that the gods will give me a good partner at the dance!" A little girl said excitedly and shyly to the girl next to her while joking.

"I'm going to choose carefully at the dance too." His eyes were full of longing.

"Although there is only one Saint with outstanding appearance in the tribe, and he has been chosen by the Saint, there are also many good-looking wizards." Li Yue said with a bit of excitement and admiration.

"Then let's go back and dress up nicely, Liyue!" Yun Shang was a little excited when she thought about the dance party in the evening.

"Yun Shang, do you have a favorite target? Have you decided who to give the jade pendant to?"

Yun Shang smiled shyly, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Not yet..."

Li Yue looked at her expression, and no matter how she looked at Yun Shang's expression, she knew that she had someone she liked, but she didn't say it out loud. The two of them smiled and walked away with their own thoughts.

Regardless of gender, if a Wu tribe member likes someone at a dance party, he or she can just give the jade pendant he or she carries with him or her to that person. If that person accepts it, it means that the two of them are in love and can get married. If that person refuses, it is also okay.

Ruan Xiaojiu had good hearing, so although she didn't quite understand what she heard—dances, sacrifices, and other nonsense—she didn't care about it at all, but what did she hear? The Saint and the Saint were getting married?

If she remembered correctly, wasn't the Saint Venerable Di Jingchen? Di Jingchen was going to marry the Saint Girl? Thinking of this, Ruan Xiaojiu's eyes showed coldness, and her mood instantly turned bad.

Ruan Siqi noticed Ruan Xiaojiu's mood change and stepped forward to ask, "Xiaojiu, what are you thinking about? What's wrong?"

Ruan Xiaojiu took a deep breath and came back to her senses. "It's okay, let's go to the clan leader! The houses here are all simple stone houses, which means they don't even have a place to live. When it gets dark, she doesn't want to live outside."

I heard that when outsiders came to the tribe, the tribe leader always entertained them, so if you want to stay and find Di Jingchen, you have to report to the tribe leader first.

Along the way, the few of them listened to the Wu people excitedly talking about the dance and sacrifice in the evening, and also heard that the Holy Lady would hold a wedding after the sacrifice.

Ruan Xiaojiu was holding back his anger as he listened all the way, but Ye Tingshen, Xiao Zeming and the others were visiting the Wu Clan for the first time. Listening to their conversation, they were very curious about the Wu Clan's dance and sacrifice, and were even looking forward to it.

Moreover, the pure and fleeting scene of the saint has been lingering in the minds of several people, always making them linger.

Ever since they entered the Wu Clan's valley, carriages were not allowed to travel, so they could only walk to find the clan leader. Fortunately, they all had a foundation in martial arts, so walking did not tire them out.

The patriarch's courtyard.

The clan leaders and elders were gathered in a spacious stone meeting room, discussing the marriage of the Saint and the Saint, as well as the details of the evening sacrifice.

The walls of the meeting hall are covered with exquisite murals depicting the history and mythological totems of the tribe.

The patriarch sat at the head of the conference table. He was an elderly and wise leader, his eyes revealing firmness and determination.

The elders sat around him. They were all important figures in the tribe and had rich experience and wisdom.

"The marriage of the Saint and the Saint is a major event for our tribe. We must ensure that everything goes smoothly." The patriarch's voice was low and powerful.

"Yes, we have prepared everything they need for their wedding, including our witch tribe's most supreme wedding dresses, jewelry, and plenty of food." An elder reported back.

The patriarch nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, but we also need to consider the wedding ceremony and process. Everything must be carried out according to tradition to show our respect for the marriage of the Saint and the Saint."

"We have prepared everything. But this time, in order to keep the Holy Lord, we have to apologize to him..." Another elder was a little worried.

"We do this for the good of the Holy Lord and the Witch Clan. I believe that one day the Holy Lord will understand us." Another elder continued to comfort.

The clan leader didn't want anyone to discuss anything other than the wedding ceremony. He said seriously, "Well, now that things have come to this, even if the Holy Lord blames us later, we will bear it. Now we only need to focus on the evening's ceremony for the Holy Lord's wedding. Don't let irrelevant things disturb our hearts."

After hearing the patriarch's words, several elders also began to cheer up.

“Yes, we have prepared everything needed for the sacrifice, including offerings, spices, musical instruments, food, etc.” An elder replied.

"Very good, then let's act according to the plan." said the patriarch, his voice revealing a hint of determination and satisfaction.

At this time, someone came in to report to the patriarch that there were outsiders visiting.

Everyone was guessing who the visitor was, looking at each other, and looking at the clan leader suspiciously. That evening was the wedding day of the Saint and the Saint Daughter, and at least there should be no trouble before the ceremony!

From now on, with the Holy Lord in charge of the clan, we no longer have to worry about foreign invasions.

The clan leader also knew the seriousness of the matter and planned to receive the person in person. If he verified that there was indeed something wrong, he would drive the person out as soon as possible.

Now that things had been almost discussed, the patriarch secretly dismissed the elders and went to the private meeting room alone.