Chapter 499 - Sacrifice
Chapter 499: Sacrifice
The prophet said, “Xuan Wei is right. In the beginning, I found you because I wanted to use you as a vessel for the Divine Wood seed. In the future, when the Divine Wood grows up, you’ll become a sacrifice.”
Huanhuan: “…”
Bai Di’s and Xue Ling’s expressions turned ugly at the same time.
Xue Ling wanted to argue with the prophet several times, but Bai Di stopped him with a look.
Since Huanhuan said that she wanted to make things clear to the prophet, this matter should be handed over to Huanhuan to handle. It was best not to interfere.
They just had to quietly guard the side and only attack when Huanhuan needed them the most.
The prophet’s eyes were blindfolded, but his gaze could accurately land on Huanhuan’s face through the shark silk veil.
He seemed to be sizing up the change in Huanhuan’s expression.
Huanhuan was both shocked and disappointed.
She did not expect a living person like her to become the vessel of a seed.
In the future, she would even be deprived of her life and become a sacrifice to the Divine Wood.
The prophet took her chin and lifted her face. “Do you hate me now?”
Huanhuan pursed her lips and asked instead of answering, “You gave me so much just to kill me?”
“If you have to think so, it’s fine.”
“What if I refuse to let you have your way?”
When she said this, Huanhuan’s eyes were filled with stubbornness.
She didn’t want to die.
She had a husband, children, and many delicacies she wanted to eat. She didn’t want to die!
She wanted to live more than anyone else!
The prophet leaned close to her face. “You’re too weak. You don’t have a choice in the face of fate.”
When he got closer, his face looked even more perfect. He was so good-looking that she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
Huanhuan tried not to be distracted by his handsome face. She said word by word, “I’m a demigod now. I’m not weak.”
“But this body isn’t yours. You’re just borrowing it. Sooner or later, you’ll have to return it. When you’re beaten back to your original state, you’ll realize that you’re still so weak. You’ll know that fate is treating you unfairly, but you’ll still be powerless to resist. You can only endure it silently.”
Huanhuan clenched her fists, and the light in her eyes was extremely firm. They were as hot as flames. “So what? Even if I can’t resist, I still have my family. They’ll always stand by my side and live with me!”
The prophet’s gaze passed over Bai Di and Xue Ling beside her.
Bai Di didn’t move. He was as solid and reliable as a knight.
Xue Ling’s lips curled into a wanton smile. “If you want to use Huanhuan as a sacrifice, you have to get past me first. Without my permission, don’t even think about touching a strand of her hair.”
For some reason, the prophet suddenly stroked Huanhuan’s hair.
“I’ve touched her hair. What can you do to me?”
Xue Ling: “…”
Huanhuan laughed. She did not expect the prophet to be so childish.
Bai Di laughed softly with her.
Xue Ling gritted his teeth. “You win!”
The originally tense atmosphere immediately relaxed after this.
The prophet let go of Huanhuan’s chin and sat up straight. “I asked Little Brat to assign you many missions back then. Those missions are tests meant to train you. If you can pass the tests and become stronger through training, I’ll give up on using you as a sacrifice. But if you fail, you’ll only be a sacrifice.”
Huanhuan looked surprised.
The prophet said, “You learned alchemy, made a contract with plants, and raised the tribe to Class A… You did better than I expected.”
Huanhuan’s eyes lit up. “You mean I don’t have to be a sacrifice?”
The prophet stroked her head. “Do you remember what I told you before? Your fate is in your own hands. I’ve prepared two paths for you, but the person who really decides which path you can take in the end is you.”
Huanhuan nodded vigorously. “I understand.”
Seeing how serious and determined she was, the prophet couldn’t help but feel relieved. He suddenly asked, “I heard you call Little Brat ‘Daddy’?”
Huanhuan’s expression immediately became awkward.
The prophet said half-jokingly, “I want to hear you call me ‘Daddy’ too.”
Huanhuan: “…”
The prophet was even happier to see her horrified expression. He patted her head gently. “Go rest.”
“Oh.”
Huanhuan, Bai Di, and Xue Ling got up.
After taking a few steps, Huanhuan suddenly stopped and turned to look at the prophet. “I have something to ask you.”
“Go ahead.”
Huanhuan hesitated for a moment before deciding to ask directly, “Does Xuan Wei’s death have anything to do with you?”
Xue Ling instinctively turned to look at Bai Di.
Sure enough, Bai Di’s expression faltered for a moment.
Although it quickly disappeared, Xue Ling still caught it.
After Xuan Wei died, Bai Di had been calm and restrained. He did not seem to take his brother’s tragic death to heart. However, when Huanhuan suddenly asked about Xuan Wei’s death just now, a crack finally appeared in Bai Di’s perfect disguise.
No matter how calm Bai Di pretended to be, he still cared about his brother’s death.
Huanhuan stared into the prophet’s face, waiting for him to give an answer.
The prophet’s face did not change, but Huanhuan could feel the joy in his heart gradually dissipating. His attitude became cold.
His reaction made Huanhuan’s heart sink.
She seemed to have guessed the answer.
It was the answer she didn’t wish to hear the most.
The prophet said, “I just did what I thought was right.”
Huanhuan frowned. “In that case, Xuan Wei was really killed by you?”
The prophet didn’t answer.
But Bai Di took Huanhuan’s wrist. “Forget it,” he whispered.
Even Bai Di and Xue Ling could sense that the prophet was in a bad mood.
If Huanhuan continued to ask him questions, she would very likely anger the prophet. At that time, Huanhuan would be the first to bear the brunt and become the target of the prophet’s hatred.
Finally, Bai Di pulled Huanhuan away.
Xue Ling glanced at the prophet, who was sitting motionless on the spot. He smiled ambiguously, then followed Huanhuan and Bai Di.
The prophet was the only one left in the empty hall.
He looked straight ahead, his gaze penetrating the shark silk veil and landing in an unknown distance.
No one knew what he was thinking.
The guest room was very big. There was a thick animal hide blanket on the ground. Huanhuan walked barefoot and sat on the blanket. “I don’t understand. Since the prophet has made up his mind to be silent on this, why did he make us travel all the way to find Xuan Wei? Was it just so that we could see him get killed with our own eyes? What’s the point?”
Xue Ling sat down beside her and leaned close against her. He said casually, “Maybe he wants you to see your enemy killed with your own eyes. It’ll give you the pleasure of revenge.”
“That’s impossible. The prophet wouldn’t care about my grudges.”
Bai Di walked in.
Huanhuan looked worried. “Do you want to take revenge on the prophet?”
Bai Di shook his head.
She didn’t know if that response meant he didn’t want to take revenge or he didn’t want to answer.