Chapter 2658: Chapter 72: The Big One (Extra Chapter for Alliance Hierarch Mo Mo Cat Owl)

The crowd turned their heads and found that the person laughing was the headman of the Shugu tribe.

"What are you laughing at?" Bachuan frowned.

The headman of the Shugu tribe, with a sinister expression, mockingly laughed:

"Save? What are you going to use to save him? This fool, with his brazen audacity, dared to step into the Barbarian God’s forbidden land; this is a great crime."

"Now he has been struck by Divine Punishment, cursed into his brain, becoming a man-eating Barbaric Beast, a live sacrifice to please the Barbarian God."

"Save him? Impossible, just wait for death!"

Ba Shan’s expression was filled with terror.

Dan Zhu and Chi Feng, among others, furrowed their brows deeply as well.

Deities are formless and do not exist in reality.

The Divine Way is also not something a Serious Cultivator would dabble in.

Faced with such an intangible noble existence, all they could do was believe, or not. They couldn’t penetrate the reality of the Divine Way with naked eyes or even a cultivator’s Divine Sense, perceiving its truth or falsehood.

Now, seeing Ba Shan’s state, it truly seemed he had been struck by "Divine Punishment."

If this were the case, his life was certainly forfeit.

Everyone’s mood turned icy cold.

Ba Shan’s face turned ashen.

Unexpectedly, Mo Hua sneered, "No need to listen to this fool’s nonsense, who said it’s impossible to save him?"

Ba Shan was stunned, looking blankly at Mo Hua, this "Mr. Witch" he used to loathe, "Mr. Witch, I..."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Don’t worry, he can be saved."

In Ba Shan’s eyes, an involuntary glimmer of hope appeared, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Really..."

Mo Hua reassured him, "Really."

"But..." Ba Shan still found it hard to believe, muttering, "This is Divine Punishment, I’m mad, I want to eat people, I’m beyond saving, I..."

Mo Hua said, "Not Divine Punishment, merely a trifling mountain barbarian evil spirit, just phantoms, dare to call themselves gods? You merely got a bit of Evil Thoughts, it’s no big deal."

A growing hope began to sprout in Ba Shan’s heart, "Truly?"

Mo Hua said, "Don’t forget, what is my identity..."

"You are..." Ba Shan was taken aback, only then abruptly realizing Mo Hua’s vague identity:

"You are... Shaman!"

Mo Hua nodded in satisfaction.

Ba Shan gave Mo Hua another look, only then realizing Mo Hua’s pure and pristine aura, as fair as jade, not a mere pretty face but of celestial demeanor.

His features were gentle, amiable to behold, not flattering or false, but bearing an air of compassion.

Even Mo Hua’s body emitted a soft white light, akin to a saint filled with benevolence.

A person like this must be one who follows the deity’s will, here to save people.

If not a Shaman, who else could he be?

And at this moment, the Shaman himself said he was fine, said he could be saved, said the punishment wasn’t from a true deity.

Such an assertion, how could it lack authority?

Ba Shan was deeply moved.

Never had he desired Mo Hua to be a true Shaman more than at this moment.

"However..." Mo Hua pondered aloud again.

Ba Shan’s heart instantly tightened again.

Mo Hua said, "You’ve been affected by some Evil Thoughts, you might need to endure some hardship, suffer a few more whippings, take some pain, let out some blood, purge a bit of Evil Qi. For this month, eat bland food, no more meat."

Ba Shan eagerly nodded, "Yes, what the Shaman says is right, I will definitely comply."

Just a few lashes could solve the problem, and Ba Shan was immensely grateful.

Even he felt that the lashes from Mr. Witch were a "gift", saving his life.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

This Elder Ba Shan had been annoying along the way, always questioning him.

Therefore, he had to let him suffer a bit, know who the "boss" was.

He might not trust him, but he must listen.

Otherwise, in future actions, everything he did would be met with opposition, explanations would be needed, which would be very exhausting.

Mo Hua didn’t have so much idle time.

"Whip him then." Mo Hua said.

Chi Feng hesitated for a moment and then continued whipping Ba Shan.

As Ba Shan was whipped again, he didn’t feel any pain, instead felt he had "benefited", and even sincerely said to Mo Hua, "Thank you, Shaman, for saving my life!"

Elder Bachuan, at the side, seeing that Ba Shan was no longer under the "Divine Punishment" and his life was no longer in danger, also breathed a sigh of relief and saluted Mo Hua, saying, "Thank you, Shaman, for your grace."

Dan Zhu looked at Mo Hua, feeling a bit shocked.

He, with a keen mind and innate intelligence.

Unaware of what Mo Hua had done exactly, he noticed that in a mere instant, the attitudes of Ba Shan and Bachuan towards Mo Hua had changed drastically.

Dan Zhu was greatly shaken in his heart, increasingly feeling that Mr. Witch had an extraordinary grasp on people’s hearts.

Even, Dan Zhu began to harbor doubts.

"Could Mr. Witch really be a ’Shaman’?"

"Was he not just borrowing the name of a Shaman to teach me things?"

Only the headman of the Shugu tribe looked at Mo Hua with a poisonous gaze:

"You’re actually a Shaman? No way... A Shaman doesn’t look like you, you’re not a Shaman..."

Mo Hua didn’t pay attention to him, instead, he had someone seal his mouth.

Then after hesitating for a moment, he himself walked towards the small cave.

"Be careful, sir..." With Ba Shan as a precedent, Dan Zhu worried Mo Hua would be affected by evil, but saw Mo Hua shake his head, saying, "It’s fine."

After saying that, Mo Hua walked straight into the cave.

The cave was shallow, empty and simple, with only a stone offering table.

On the table lingered a faint evil aura, with Evil Thoughts subtly permeating in the dark.

Mo Hua searched the cave thoroughly, sensed the air inside, combined with his experience in the Divine Way, and after pondering for a moment, let out a slight sigh.

He wasn’t lying, Ba Shan was indeed affected.

However, the Evil Thoughts in Ba Shan were not deep. Hanging, whipping for a while, letting some blood, enduring pain, then letting him be frightened a bit to clear his mind, abstaining from meat for a while, he would recover.

This is also a "lesson" for him.

The headman of the Shugu tribe was not exactly lying.

In the knowledge of the Shugu tribe, once the ritual was held and the Barbarian God descended, anyone entering this cave’s forbidden area would inevitably suffer "Divine Punishment", and go mad to death.

This was not an issue either.

But the problem is, the Barbarian God worshipped by the Shugu tribe did not truly descend.

Or rather, it descended, but only a little bit.

In the cave, only a wisp of the Barbarian God’s aura lingered.

Mo Hua felt it was such a pity.

This was clearly a Third Grade Barbarian God; if consumed, it would be "great nourishment."

Sadly, the duck that nearly reached his mouth flew away for some unknown reason.

Mo Hua turned to leave, but suddenly felt something was off.

He looked around, then quickly stepped onto the offering table, with a profound gaze, pinched a wisp of aura with his fingers, and held it to his nose to smell.

In that instance, Mo Hua’s gaze shook. He had actually smelled an extremely faint... scent of spiritual corruption from the offering table.

The Barbarian God of the Shugu tribe... was an Evil God?!

Mo Hua’s heartbeat quickened.

This was a big deal!

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