I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

The bonfire crackled, illuminating Bona's young face.

The noise of celebration gradually died down, the night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, and also blew away the remaining joy in Baona's heart.

She looked at the prosperous scene before her, her eyes becoming more profound.

The restoration of the canal is only the first step, and a bigger blueprint in her mind is slowly unfolding.

She seemed to see a more complete irrigation system, more sophisticated farming methods, and a more prosperous tribe standing on this ancient land.

An atmosphere full of hope quietly rose around her, like a sprout breaking through the soil, full of vitality and vigor.

She unconsciously clenched her fists, and an unprecedented power surged in her heart.

At the same time, in the tent of the chief priest Weisheng not far away, the atmosphere was completely different.

The dim oil lamp flickered, illuminating several gloomy faces.

The chief priest Weisheng sat on the animal skin mat, tapping the ground with his fingers, making a dull sound, as if knocking on everyone's heart.

The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere, making it almost hard to breathe.

"She is about to take action again," the chief priest Weisheng's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible anger.

His proud self-esteem could not tolerate Baona's success again, which would put his position in the tribe in jeopardy.

Lezheng Materials Manager rubbed his dry hands, greed gleaming in his small eyes.

"What does she want to do? Is she going to use the supplies in our warehouse again?" His obsession with supplies was almost pathological, and any loss would make him heartbroken.

Gongye's sacrificial assistant smiled sinisterly, and a cold light flashed in his narrow eyes.

"No matter what she wants to do, we must stop her. We must not let her steal the limelight from the chief priest again!" He deliberately emphasized the three words "chief priest", provoking the sensitive nerves of Chief Priest Weisheng.

At this moment, Wei Sheng, the chief priest, heard a faint sound of footsteps outside the tent...

The night wind, carrying the residual warmth of the bonfire, blew across the rough face of the lacquer carving ritual trainer.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the bonfire in the distance, where the young Baona was surrounded by a crowd, her face looking particularly vivid in the firelight.

There was a barely perceptible glint in his weather-beaten eyes.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the area where Baona was with steady steps.

His bronze skin shone in the firelight, and every step he took carried a power that could not be ignored.

When he walked in front of Baona, the noise around him seemed to subside a little.

He cleared his throat and said in a loud and powerful voice, "Bona, I heard your thoughts."

Baona looked at him in surprise. The lacquer carving ritual trainer was usually taciturn and rarely took the initiative to talk to others.

His next words shocked Baona.

"I think your idea is very good. It is innovative while respecting tradition. We can't just stick to the old ways. It's time to look at new paths." A rare hint of approval appeared on his stern face.

The support of the Qidiao ritual trainer was like a breeze that blew away the doubts in everyone's hearts.

His prestige in the tribe is extremely high, and his every word and action has a significant impact.

The tribesmen who were originally on the sidelines now expressed their support for Baona.

An inspiring atmosphere quickly spread among the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with hope.

As the night deepens, the moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkling on the land of the ancient Dian tribe.

Baona quietly came to the tent of the Queen of Ancient Dian. The light in the tent was soft and the Queen's low voice could be heard faintly.

When she drew aside the curtain, she saw the queen sitting on an animal-skin mat, her eyes deep, as if she could see through everything.

"Queen, I..." Before Baona could finish her words, the Queen raised her hand and motioned her to sit down.

"I know you are coming, my child. I know all your plans." The corners of the queen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

"I've told you before, you're far more talented than this. Go for it. I'll always be your strongest supporter."

The Queen's words were like warm sunshine, dispelling the uneasiness and worry in Baona's heart.

She felt a powerful force surging in her body, it was trust and support.

She held the Queen's hand tightly, feeling the warmth that transcended time and space.

The two smiled at each other, and a warm atmosphere flowed quietly in the tent.

"I won't let you down." Baona said in a firm tone. She looked back at the quiet night outside, her heart filled with hope and an inexplicable premonition.

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from outside the tent, "Huh, self-righteous."

The moonlight is like water, quiet and cold, but it cannot cover up the restless atmosphere in the air.

The embers of the bonfire emitted a faint red light, illuminating the sinister face of Gongye's sacrificial assistant.

He was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, silently shuttling between the tribe's tents, spreading carefully woven rumors.

"That Baona isn't some divine messenger at all. She wants to destroy our tribal traditions!" He lowered his voice, his tone full of allure. "She wants to change our farming methods, which is disrespectful to the gods! Look, does that canal she built really bring good luck? I think it'll only bring disaster!"

His words spread like poison, and the tribesmen who had originally had high hopes for Baona began to waver.

Whispers buzzed like mosquitoes and flies, and a sense of unease filled the air.

The smiles on people's faces disappeared, replaced by doubt and worry.

Baona's name now carried a hint of suspicion in their mouths.

Baona felt the subtle changes around her and felt uneasy.

Wherever she went, she could feel those inquiring gazes and those pointing fingers.

The originally relaxed and happy atmosphere was replaced by an invisible pressure, like a heavy shackle, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her palms, the stinging sensation keeping her awake.

She must do something!

As her thoughts raced, she thought of the envoy from the Rangsi tribe.

He has been watching everything quietly today, maybe he can help.

When the envoy of the Rangsi tribe was found, he was sitting alone by the campfire, playing with an unknown mineral in his hand.

When he saw Baona, he said, "I know why you came to see me." His deep voice was full of convincing power, "Don't worry about those rumors."

He stood up, walked to the center of the crowd, and raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I, the Rangsi tribe, have come here with sincerity. I have witnessed with my own eyes the changes taking place in your tribe. Everything Miss Baona has done is to make your tribe more prosperous. Is there anything wrong with that?" He glanced around sharply and spoke in a resounding voice, "Those who say she is destroying tradition simply don't understand innovation. I, the Rangsi tribe, am willing to support Miss Baona and support the future of your tribe!"

The words of the envoy from the Rangsi tribe were like a clear spring, extinguishing the doubts in everyone's hearts.

They all raised their heads and looked at Baona with eyes filled with trust and hope again.

The depressing atmosphere gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.

A warm feeling also surged in Baona's heart, and she looked at the envoy of the Rangsi tribe with gratitude.

However, at this moment, a cold voice came from the darkness.

"Do you think this is the end?"