I'm caught in the cycle of endless competition, you're waiting for me in the apocalypse.

This was the first time the orcs had encountered this way of eating. There was no bloody taste, only the aroma of meat and fat, and the texture was also very unique.

So the orcs all asked to learn a new way of roasting meat.

What they didn't know was that Anxin also used fine salt to enhance the flavor!

She taught some orcs how to grill meat on a stone slab, and seeing that they were all eager to try, An Xin was happy to relax and left the "chef" position vacant.

She pinched a little fine salt in her hand and showed it to Wu Ran.

The boy said he had never seen or tasted it.

So she wandered over to Sheming and shared the slices of meat she had grilled with him.

She Ming had seen everything she had just done and curiously took the leaf she offered.

Just as he was about to reach for the slices of meat, An Xin immediately stopped him, telling him that it was unhygienic. She then brought him a new pair of chopsticks and taught him how to use them.

Regardless of not understanding what An Xin meant by "hygiene," he earnestly followed An Xin's method to learn how to hold chopsticks.

After a few tries, he mastered the method and started picking up slices of meat and putting them in his mouth.

Fortunately, snakes don't like hot food, so he can swallow the meat slices that have been cooled down.

Although he didn't know what it tasted like, he was still filled with emotion when he tasted an unprecedented flavor.

Seeing the surprised look on his face, An Xin knew that the flavor had won him over.

Even when asked to identify the fine salt in his hand, he said he had never seen it before. But after tasting it, he pondered for a long time and said, "At the southernmost tip of the continent, there is a vast expanse of blue water, boundless and without end. Mermaids live in the water, and they bring things from the water to the market to sell or trade. Sometimes there is this strange-tasting stuff, but when they take it out, it's yellow granules, unlike the snow-like color and fineness of the salt in your hand. The taste is also not exactly the same. I don't know if this is what you're asking about."

"Okay, thank you, Sheming!" Anxin smiled sweetly at him.

“Beautiful witch doctor, please wait a moment.” An orc sitting next to Snake Inscription hesitated for a long time before speaking: “Hello, I am the chieftain of the Hound Clan on the other side of the forest. You can call me Lie. Our chieftains and tribal leaders are very interested in the skills you teach. We have a favor to ask: may we invite you to our tribe to teach us these skills?”

"Thank you for your affirmation, but I promised the high priest that I would go to the temple with him, so I may not have extra time to visit your tribes." An Xin spoke slowly, her tone not very inflective, but it was extremely captivating, and listeners would unconsciously believe her and wholeheartedly support her.

"That's such a pity!" The Black Panther Clan Chief sighed with great regret.

“However, I will be teaching the wandering orcs I brought here these next few days. You can invite some of them to teach skills to your tribes!” An Xin pointed them in the right direction and continued, “These straw-woven items can not only be used by yourselves, but also sold or exchanged at the market.”

"That's wonderful! Thank you so much for selflessly teaching us your skills!" The chief of a large tribe with mixed ethnic groups looked at An Xin with gratitude.

"Are those orcs wandering orcs? I can't tell. Apart from a few older ones, the others all seem to be in good health..." a small tribe leader suddenly asked.

"They were saved by the witch doctor this morning!"

The snake inscription's resounding explanation deeply shocked everyone present!

It should be noted that most of the orcs expelled from their tribes were those who were beyond medical help and deemed to be doomed.

It is truly a miracle that so many critically ill orcs could be cured in just one morning!

At this moment, the clan leaders and chiefs looked at An Xin with a deep and heartfelt respect.

Amidst the eager gazes of many, An Xin felt a chill run down her spine and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Actually, those orcs who are sick or too old to hunt can do what they can, such as weaving various items, burning firewood to roast meat, etc. This not only allows them to survive with their own hands, but also helps them create more value."

Most of the orcs were genuinely impressed by An Xin's words, but some had different opinions, and whispers of discussion gradually increased.

"Thank you all for coming to witness the succession ceremony of the Tiger Clan Chief!" Hu Yao spoke loudly by the campfire, and the square fell silent.

The tiger tribe priest, dressed in his most elaborate fur attire, wearing a huge feathered crown, with rough facial makeup, and carrying a wooden staff, came to the center of the square.

The tiger warriors, wielding bone weapons and adorned with extravagant ornaments and painted with vibrant colors, formed a circle around the campfire.

An Xin also saw several familiar faces, including Hu Tai and Hu Tan.

The priest spread his arms, raised his head to the sky, and let out a long tiger roar.

The warriors all raised their heads and roared in unison, echoing the priest's shout.

The varying pitch and duration of the roars created a unique melody.

The warriors danced rhythmically, their steps clumsy yet possessing a unique grandeur.

In the melody and rhythm, An Xin seemed to feel an ancient call from a distant time and space.

I stood up involuntarily, clapped my hands to the rhythm, and hummed the corresponding melody.

An Xin was guided into the midst of the tiger warriors, her eyes gleaming with a purple light.

The ancient melody in his mouth became clearer and clearer, sometimes deep and resonant, sometimes high-pitched and ethereal.

Under the priest's command, the warriors blended into the crowd and quietly watched this special feast with all the orcs...

As the melody in her mouth transformed into an ancient language being chanted, a faint seven-colored halo emanated from An Xin's body.

Beautiful young girls sang and danced around the campfire, captivating the orcs who watched in rapt attention. In their eyes, this was a sacred moment.

The seven-colored halo gradually expanded, and even the orcs nearby could feel the joy and happiness...

Suddenly someone lay prone on the ground, muttering to themselves.

In a short while, apart from Serpent's Mark, almost all the orcs present lay prostrate on the ground, some smiling and praying, others weeping with happiness.

However, when An Xin's singing finally ended, her dance came to an abrupt halt, and she collapsed downwards as if exhausted.

A pair of large hands steadily caught her delicate body.

He picked up the unconscious An Xin and instructed the priest beside him to continue the ceremony. Then he hurriedly took her to the council hall.

After a while, An Xin slowly woke up in She Ming's arms.

Finding herself in She Ming's arms, she blinked hard, and when she opened her eyes again, she could still clearly see the man's handsome face.

"Don't move. You just awakened the priest's abilities, so you're unconscious and exhausted!" She Ming said, still holding An Xin firmly, with no intention of putting her down.

“I can sit up by myself…” Hearing the steady, powerful heartbeat in the man’s chest, An Xin couldn’t help but blush and spoke softly, wanting to get out of the embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

Sheming didn't put her down, but said, "Your awakening is very special! Other priests awaken through long periods of study and by passing on their knowledge from the previous priest, and they also need the blessings of the high priest and priests of the temple. But you awakened your ability without any study or blessing rituals. I don't understand why at all."

"There are things you don't know?"

"Yes, there are many things about you that are beyond my comprehension."

"I don't know what happened, I was completely unconscious just now!"

"Perhaps the only way to resolve your problem is to go to the temple!"

If Xiao Jiu were here, He would definitely know!

Anxin is starting to miss Diting again...

"There's one more thing!" Snake Ming frowned as he thought of what he wanted to say, and said, "You should be the Nine-Tailed Fox Princess of the Fox Clan."

"Huh? I'm a fox princess from the fox clan? And a nine-tailed fox?" An Xin instantly perked up. "How is that possible? I couldn't transform before, I only had one tail." And it was bald. Of course, she didn't say the second half of the sentence out loud.

"I don't know why this is, but you do know the seductive arts that only the fox clan chief's lineage possesses!"

Seeing She Ming's certain look, An Xin curled her lip, thinking: What kind of magic is this? It sounds shady, and it's exclusive to the fox clan chief's lineage. What? Have I become the fox demon Daji from "Investiture of the Gods"...?

"Um... excuse me... just wondering! I don't seem to remember using this spell before..." An Xin said somewhat shyly.

"You can make people unable to extricate themselves without even using it intentionally!" She Ming paused, then said, "Actually, I'm not very clear about this kind of technique either, I've never encountered it before! But I've heard that the pure-blooded fox clan chiefs can control their charm techniques at will after their cultivation level increases. The most powerful ones can make beastmen fall head over heels for the caster without them even realizing it, or use words to make them enter an illusion."

—Isn't that advanced hypnosis? That's really interesting!

"I haven't learned it, nor have I used it, so I can't really understand it! Maybe I really need to go to the fox clan..."

Hearing An Xin's mutterings, She Ming suddenly interjected, "Sure, but it's best to go to the temple first. Because the fox clan is on the other side of our route to the temple, which is quite far. I can accompany you then."

"Really? Wow, Sheming, you're so kind! It's a deal then!" An Xin was thrilled to hear that her golden thigh was eager to be her backer and accompany her. She really thought she had struck gold!

She Ming slightly raised the corners of his mouth and nodded.

Forcibly breaking free from his embrace, An Xin sat on a stone stool to the side.

"I'm all better, completely better! Oh! Right, don't forget the good stuff I promised you!" He then took out two bottles of spiritual liquid, giving one to She Ming, "Drink it quickly, it's absolutely amazing!"

Knowing that he was an eighth-level priest, An Xin felt that ordinary diluted spiritual liquid was not presentable, so she generously offered him the "original" spiritual liquid.

The two clinked glasses as if they were drinking, and downed their drinks in one gulp.

"How about it? Good stuff, right?"

Looking at his reflection in An Xin's eyes, and feeling the warmth and abundant spiritual energy brought to his body by the spiritual liquid, She Ming smiled: "Very good!"

"You look so beautiful when you smile! You should smile more often!" An Xin sincerely advised.

—This damn good looks, this damn contrast...I'm totally smitten!