The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 395 Questioning
Young cubs tend to sleep a lot, and the ancestral worship ceremony lasts all day, so they must be exhausted by now.

Xuanyuan Yao's little head bobbed up and down, his eyelids drooping.

Xuanyuan Xiao was also curled up in his father's arms, already asleep.

Xuan Yuanming carefully adjusted his position to make the two little ones sleep more peacefully.

He strode out from the ancestral land, and when his dark golden eyes swept over Feng Su, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. "Why are you here?"

He had originally planned to take advantage of the few days of ancestral worship to spend some quality time alone with Yue'er in the Dragon Clan, enjoying a sweet time together.

We'll reunite with the Phoenix Clan in a while, but this show-off has already led his men to attack us.

Feng Su naturally saw through his thoughts, her peach blossom eyes displaying a half-smile as she lightly waved her feather fan: "Cousin, what are you saying? It's the Dragon Clan's annual ancestral worship ceremony, can't we just come and watch the fun? Or do you think we're disturbing you?"

Xuan Yuanming's face darkened instantly, tinged with embarrassment at being exposed.

Just about to speak.

Suddenly, a voice filled with obvious superiority interrupted: "Heh, a 'Beast God Envoy' from the lower realm can't even enter the ancestral land's barrier and can only wait on the outside. This envoy is truly glorious."

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw the Qilin Clan's little princess, Qingwu, walking gracefully towards them, surrounded by a group of people.

She wore a gorgeous emerald green dress, her makeup was exquisite, and her gaze toward Su Xiyue was filled with undisguised contempt and provocation.

Standing beside her was a woman with a cool and aloof demeanor, dressed in a moon-white long dress, with a silver moon mark on her forehead. She was none other than Xue Dai, the holy maiden of the Bai Ze clan.

Although Xue Dai did not speak, her autumn eyes fell on Su Xiyue, with a hint of scrutiny and barely perceptible jealousy.

That gaze made me very uncomfortable.

Su Xiyue frowned. These two were obviously here to cause trouble, so she immediately looked away.

They clearly couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

Qingwu and Xuedai were surprised that Su Xiyue ignored them so much, as if even glancing at them was a waste of time.

The feeling of being ignored made the two of them very unhappy, and their expressions were not good.

Qingwu's face darkened, and he was about to lash out.

Xuan Yuanming's dark golden eyes swept coldly over them, and the two couldn't help but shiver and immediately shut their mouths.

The commotion here was quite loud, and some people heard what Qingwu had just said.

All eyes were once again focused on Su Xiyue, and people couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Princess Qingwu is right, Beast God's Messenger? Could it be self-proclaimed?"

"Abolish human sacrifice? That would throw the entire beast world into chaos. Who knows if they have ulterior motives?"

"The lower realms are barbaric lands, what do they know about sacrifices and communicating with the gods? They're probably just using some tricks to fool the ignorant orcs."

"That's right, unless the Beast God personally appears and acknowledges her, she is a blasphemous fraudster."

……

Upon hearing these voices, Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Bai Qi, Qing Zhu, Xuan Ming, Feng Su, and Xuan Yuan Ming's expressions instantly darkened.

Ye Ling's silver eyes were icy cold, her sharp gaze sweeping over the whispering crowd, her eyes full of warning.

Mo Lin's aura was icy, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop significantly, making everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they instantly fell silent.

Bai Qi's lips curled into a faint smile as he watched the gossiping crowd, seemingly plotting something.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Qingzhu's indifferent eyes, and she was about to unleash a venomous curse.

Feng Su lightly waved his feather fan and spoke with a half-smile, "Since everyone is so curious about whether the Beast God's envoy is worthy of the title, how about this clan leader asks the Beast God to show himself?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Everyone was stunned.

Please, Beast God, appear!
Although Feng Su is dashing, powerful, and the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, he is not a priest, so how could he possibly persuade the Beast God?
Even the high priests of various races can only communicate with the beast god at specific times by using their great supernatural powers.

What makes Feng Su so special?
Is it just because he is the new patriarch of the Phoenix Clan?

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and suspicion, Su Xiyue looked at Qingwu and Xueli, her voice calm and unwavering: "Oh? It seems that you two have many doubts about my identity as the Beast God's Envoy?"

Qingwu raised her chin slightly, her expression disdainful: "It's not doubt, it's complete disbelief. My Qilin clan has a long and ancient heritage, and we know all too well how difficult and sacred it is to communicate with the gods. What makes you, a female from the lower realms, think you can? Just because of your fabricated dream? Or those little gadgets you've concocted, and the ignorant flattery of those barbarian bastards from the lower realms who have never seen the world?"

She turned to Xuanyuan Hao, her expression very serious: "Uncle Xuanyuan, it's not that Qingwu is being rude. It's just that abolishing human sacrifice is a major event that shakes the foundations of all races. If the identity of this envoy is questionable, wouldn't it make the entire Upper Realm a laughing stock? The Dragon Clan's ancestral holy site is the closest place to the gods. Why not take this opportunity to ask this 'envoy' to communicate with the Beast God in public and issue a divine decree, thus silencing the gossips and proving that what she says is true?"

Xue Dai nodded slightly, her voice clear and melodious: "Sister Qingwu is right. The identity of a divine messenger is no small matter, concerning the beliefs of various races. If one can communicate with the Beast God outside the ancestral land and manifest miracles, naturally no one will dare to question it anymore. Otherwise..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Then Su Xiyue is a fraudster.

Xuan Yuanhao frowned; he hadn't wanted to cause trouble right after the ancestral worship ceremony.

But Qingwu and Xuedai's words represented the sentiments of a considerable number of people from the powerful clans of the Upper Realm.

Although the Dragon Clan does not have the custom of human sacrifice, all other races do. How can Su Xiyue abolish it with just a word?

To abolish the practice of human sacrifice, one must at least gain the approval of the masses and truly believe that she is the messenger of the Beast God.

If Su Xiyue can truly communicate with the Beast God here, all doubts will vanish, which would be a good thing for both the Dragon Clan and herself.

If not… He glanced at his son, who was holding the dragon cub, with a complicated expression.

"Father."

Xuan Yuanming looked at Xuan Yuanhao, his voice filled with anger, "Why does Yue'er need to prove her identity to others?"

"Young Master, you are mistaken."

An old but powerful voice rang out.

It turned out that the high priest of the Qilin clan, Wu Zhen, had also appeared with his entourage at some point.

I don't know if it was to watch the spectacle or for some other reason.

Wu Zhen stroked his white beard, scrutinizing Su Xiyue with a cold laugh. "The identity of a divine messenger concerns divine authority, and even more so, the lineage of those of us who serve the gods. If any female who knows a few tricks can call herself a messenger, then wouldn't our priests' painstaking cultivation of divine communication become a joke? I also implore this 'messenger' to communicate with the Beast God in public. If the gods respond, I will be the first to bow down and submit to the messenger. If not…" He sneered, his unfinished words filled with threat.

Anyone who dares to impersonate a messenger of the Beast God shall be killed without mercy.

"Yes, please have the Beast God's messenger communicate with the gods in public."

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we try it."

"Please, messenger, reveal your divine power."

……

With Qingwu, Xuedai, and Wuzhen leading the way, the guests from various races who were eager to watch the excitement, as well as the other female beastmen who were already dissatisfied with Su Xiyue, all began to clamor, and the noise grew louder and louder.

The situation quickly spiraled out of control.

Su Xiyue's smile faded slightly, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.

Communicate with the Beast God?
How can she communicate?
The whole "beast god's dream" thing was just an excuse she made up to cover up her time travel and those inexplicable behaviors.

She didn't even know whether the Beast God was round or flat.

How is she supposed to communicate with that?
I thought that since the orcs were so devout to the beast god, no one would question me or doubt me.

Unexpectedly, this thin veil of secrecy was about to be torn down so quickly in front of these ancient and knowledgeable clans and priests of the Upper Realm.

It's over. It's over.

This is a disaster.

Su Xiyue panicked, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.

She could feel the worried looks from Ye Ling, Mo Lin, and the others.

But none of this could dispel the panic in her heart.

Thinking to himself, he decided to just cast a few wood-based spells to fool these people.

It is conceivable that the priests of this beast world are actually cultivators.

The high priest of the Qilin clan, Wu Zhen, is no less powerful than her.

It is even higher, reaching the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

My little tricks couldn't fool the other party at all.

She instinctively and frantically called out to the system in her mind: "System, system, please give me some advice! Does the Beast God really exist in this world? What should I do now? Pretend to faint? Pretend to be struck by divine punishment? Or..."

Unfortunately, despite her internal calls for help, the damn system didn't respond at all, and actually played dead at the crucial moment.

Su Xiyue was panicking inside, but she forced herself to remain calm on the surface.

She looked around at the faces that were either questioning, mocking, or waiting to see what would happen.

Especially with the determined looks in Qingwu and Wuzhen's eyes, a tremendous pressure and humiliation welled up in my heart.

Are we really going to be exposed here, causing Xuan Yuanming and Feng Su to lose face as well?

"Moon, don't pay them any mind."

Xuan Yuanming's voice was as cold as ice as he pulled her away.

Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Bai Qi, and the others also felt helpless.

They knew all too well that Yue'er was not a messenger of the Beast God at all, nor did she have the ability to communicate with the Beast God.

Leaving at this time is the best option.

"stop."

Qingwu shrieked, her eyes full of mockery as she looked at Su Xiyue: "Feeling guilty? Trying to escape? Uncle Xuanyuan, look, she doesn't even dare to try. What is she if not a fraud? Does the Dragon Clan intend to protect a fraudster who blasphemes against the gods?"

Wu Zhen stepped forward, his voice booming: "Clan Chief Xuanyuan, this matter concerns the dignity of the gods and the foundation of the faith of all races. How can it be treated so lightly? If we let her go today, what will become of the face of the priests of our Upper Realm? What will become of our ancestral rules? Please, Clan Chief, uphold justice and make sure she is allowed to test herself in public."

Xuan Yuanhao's face was extremely gloomy, with aggressive representatives from various races and the high priest of the Qilin clan on one side.

On one side were her son's partner, who was protecting him, and the biological mother of her two grandsons.

For a moment, I really didn't know what to do.

His gaze fell upon Su Xiyue, his voice carrying a hint of pressure: "Su Xiyue, things have come to this point. To prove your innocence and to quell public opinion... you shall stay here and try to communicate with the Beast God. If a divine decree truly descends, I, the clan leader, will personally clear your name."

These words were like an ultimatum, cutting off all of Su Xiyue's escape routes.

Countless gazes, like tangible arrows, were fixed firmly on her.

Su Xiyue felt her mouth was dry and her hands and feet were cold.

She forced herself to calm down.

Just die.

She gritted her teeth, broke free from Xuan Yuanming's hand, took a few steps forward, and stood on a relatively open grassy area.

Since there's no way to avoid it, we'll just have to bite the bullet and face it.

Treat it as a performance, use wood-based magic to create some strange phenomena and light effects... hopefully it will fool everyone.

She closed her eyes, instantly mobilized the wood-elemental spiritual power within her body, and pretended to form hand seals in front of her chest while chanting incantations.

Actually, he was memorizing the multiplication table at lightning speed, trying to create a mysterious atmosphere of communicating with heaven and earth.

Green awns peeked out from her body, and the grass beneath her feet began to grow and sway at a visible speed. A few wildflowers quietly bloomed at her feet.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost."

Qingwu scoffed disdainfully.

"Using wood-based spiritual power to revive plants? That's a trivial skill. Every priest knows these little spells. What we need is for you to truly communicate with the Beast God and make him manifest."

Feng Qi bluntly pointed it out, his face showing even more mockery.