Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 1055 - 314: Forceful Seizure (2)

"So, your group is quite strange, acting quite domineering. With just one word from the Shepherd Master, you can intercept and capture passersby at will."

The Ghost Race person was taken aback, a slight look of anger appeared on his face, but a hint of embarrassment also flashed in his eyes, which was not easy to detect. In the end, he didn’t say anything, lowered his head, and continued to lead the two of them forward.

Chen Yan glanced at Gu Tongbing, not quite understanding why this guy suddenly used such words to deliberately provoke the other party.

Given Gu Tongbing’s temperament and patience, he should understand that at this moment the two were on someone else’s turf, and Gu Tongbing himself was in a completely powerless state, relying solely on Chen Yan, a Third Realm Cultivator, which made it really unwise to confront these Ghost Race people head-on.

Up ahead, as they saw fewer and fewer wooden shacks, they arrived at a wide open area.

On a mound of earth, a huge wooden shed had been constructed, covered with many leaves and branches. The surroundings of the shed were adorned with curtains made from twisted bark.

It looked very wild and primitive.

Chen Yan and Gu Tongbing, led by the Ghost Race person, walked up the hill to the large wooden shed. The Ghost Race person bowed, said a few words in a muddled tongue, and paid his respects.

Inside the shed, behind a large curtain, a figure could be vaguely seen. As the mountain breeze blew by, the curtain swayed slightly, making the figure inside appear robust and tall.

After the Ghost Race person reported a few sentences, a deep and thick hum sounded from behind the curtain in the shed.

After this sound, a few short syllables were cast out, and the Ghost Race person outside immediately lowered his head and respectfully stepped back.

He turned around and said to Chen Yan and Gu Tongbing: "The two of you may respond here. Answer whatever the Shepherd Master asks."

Chen Yan smiled, not uttering a word.

At this moment, behind the curtain in the shed, the tall and robust figure seemed to move a little.

As if from a half-lying position, he slowly sat up.

Such a movement allowed Chen Yan to see more clearly: inside, this Shepherd Master was truly extraordinarily burly, far exceeding a normal person.

"Where did you come from?"

Inside the shed, the Shepherd Master’s voice was deep and thick, obviously full of energy, and the voice didn’t sound very old, suggesting he should not be very aged.

Chen Yan looked at Gu Tongbing, seeing that he seemed not intending to speak, so he opened his mouth and said, "We come from the City of No Return." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

After a pause, he proactively added: "We are heading to the Black Wood Tribe to participate in the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony."

"Humph!"

The Shepherd Master grunted heavily again, his tone seeming faintly displeased: "You outsiders are indeed quite cunning and greedy.

The Heaven-Crashing Ceremony of our Ghost Race hasn’t been open for decades, and it’s finally happening this year. Ghost Race people from all parts are eagerly waiting, and countless among them hope to attain enlightenment at the ceremony.

Yet, the limited spots still have to be divided among you outsiders, which is truly detestable!"

Hearing this, Chen Yan couldn’t help but grin.

Clearly, this Shepherd Master had some dissatisfaction.

This kind of mood, well, how to put it.

Chen Yan could understand the meaning behind his words.

The Heaven-Crashing Ceremony is the greatest path of cultivation for the Ghost Race people, but it has been halted for decades, truly neglecting several generations. This year, it’s finally reopening, and for sure many have been eagerly waiting for so many years, there certainly must be a lot accumulating and waiting to cultivate among the Ghost Race people.

At such a time, spots are surely not enough for the Ghost Race themselves to distribute—after all, decades of suspension have accumulated many people.

At such times, allocating some spots to noble sects outside naturally makes some within the Ghost Race unsatisfied.

The reasoning, it seems, isn’t wrong.

But...

Chen Yan expressed: What’s it got to do with me?

The external spots were decided by your Ghost Race Venerable to sell outside.

It’s not me!

And the spots obtained by those noble sects outside were purchased with real money and resources, without stealing, robbing, or cheating.

If you’re unhappy, go find your Ghost Race Ancestor Venerable to complain.

To tell me, someone just passing by, is it really necessary?

It seemed that seeing Chen Yan and Gu Tongbing saying nothing, the Shepherd Master inside paused in silence, then suddenly asked: "Since you are going to participate in the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, you must have the ceremonial selection token."

Upon these words, Chen Yan frowned.

He didn’t answer, just heard the Shepherd Master already continuing: "You two heading there together must have two ceremonial spots.

That being the case, my request is not unreasonable. Leave behind one of the ceremonial selection token spots, and I’ll let you cross the border and leave."

Chen Yan was stunned.

Ah?

This is, blatantly robbing?

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"We have no tokens; we are only going to observe the grand occasion and look around."

Chen Yan immediately replied loudly: "If the Shepherd Master wants the token, unfortunately, you’ve got the wrong people."

"Ha." Inside, the Shepherd Master let out a cold laugh: "Words alone prove nothing, and I don’t trust you.

You say you don’t have it, then hand over the Storage Magical Artifact, and I’ll have someone search it."

Searching Storage Magical Artifacts!

Such a request in the Domain Realm is basically akin to demanding to trample on one’s dignity.

For Domain Realm cultivators, since the existence of Storage Magical Artifacts, they usually store their most crucial and precious Elixir, Magical Artifacts, weapons, or life-saving items inside and carry them with them.

It can be said, they are the foundation of a cultivator’s livelihood.

To want to search a cultivator’s Storage Magical Artifact is equivalent to thoroughly trampling on a person’s dignity.

Chen Yan’s face changed, but beside him, Gu Tongbing gently tugged his sleeve and shook his head at him.