After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

Faced with Sang Che's words, the High Priest was speechless for a moment, and he could only sigh.

It looks quite weathered.

"Does the Holy Maiden mean she intends to go and find that Han man again?"

Sang Che shook his head: "My whereabouts are none of your business, High Priest. It is you who still cares about your priestly duties, so you shouldn't be focusing on me."

"Also, advise the Miao king to stop dreaming such unrealistic dreams."

Sang Che did indeed intend to go find Yin Huaixi, but before that, she had to do one more thing.

It was something she had promised Yin Huaixi.

That means releasing all the Han people trapped in the cave.

Regardless of what they had done before, Sang Che would expel them all from Miao territory for Yin Huaixi's sake.

As Sang Che's figure was about to disappear into the hall, a servant beside the high priest stepped forward. He had his turban wrapped around his head, his neck bowed, and asked, "High Priest, may I follow the Holy Maiden?"

The high priest waved his hand.

"You don't need to follow the Holy Maiden. If she wanted to, she could take your life in an instant."

Why should you get involved in this mess?

In the past, the high priest felt that Sang Che acted too ruthlessly, but since the gods favored her, it was because Sang Che's actions were against humanity.

They all managed to escape unscathed.

Now, the Holy Maiden's personality has become somewhat more restrained, following the example of that Han woman; at least she won't kill someone so easily now that her mood is unpredictable.

The high priest was quite pleased with this.

He also knew that what the Holy Maiden wanted to do, not only could his people not stop her, but even the Miao King's Miao soldiers might not be able to do anything to Sang Che.

Concerned for the High Priest's safety, the servant couldn't help but ask, "But if that's the case, without the Holy Maiden, how should we answer the High Priest... when the King asks about the Gu King?"

This is indeed a problem.

The high priest put down the ritual implements in his hand.

"If the king asks, answer truthfully."

"It is Heaven's will to grant the lineage of the Gu King to the divine bloodline. How can the kings on Earth force the Holy Maiden to comply?"

In the past few days, he has frequently used witchcraft to divine, and without exception, the conclusion he has reached is that he should not interfere in the affairs of the Holy Maiden.

One chance is all it takes.

But it's always the same.

How could the high priest not listen?

He closed his eyes, his only wish in this life was for the Miao region to remain safe and sound, untouched by the iron hooves of the enemy.

But the king... didn't think so.

...

cave.

Countless Han Chinese people crowded together.

They have been held captive here for an unknown period of time, but fortunately, the Miao people still provide them with basic food every day so that they don't starve to death.

People used to be arrested and taken out here every day, but now it has become eerily quiet.

Unaware of the changes between night and day, Yin Qingyue's men could only use sharp stones to carve marks on the wall, using the daily comings of the Miao people as a reference.

"Senior brother, do you think the Lord will really come back to save us?"

His beard had grown out.

Their clothes were filthy, but fortunately, there was a place in the cave where they could take care of their basic needs, though there was a long queue.

"I trust you, sir... but these Miao people are wicked, and you may not be their match."

Just then, the sound of light footsteps came from outside the cave. Everyone immediately became alert and stared wide-eyed at the outside of the cage.

Then, countless butterflies flew in.

To confuse their eyes.

"Open the door."

Sang Che only said this one sentence, and the prisoners locked in the cave all knelt down, put their hands together, and muttered incantations.

"Don't kill us..."

"Please, don't kill us..."

Pleading voices rose and fell.

Sang Che lowered her eyes and ignored the group of people. The prison door was opened by Miao Bing.

Those who have been imprisoned for a long time have developed a servile mentality; they dare not step out, fearing that the door is a trap.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

"Let's go."

"Someone begged me to release you."

"I promised her, and I will keep my word. If you don't want to leave, you can stay here."

Sang Che stretched out her fingertip, and a blue butterfly landed on it. Her deep eyes were so captivating that no one dared to meet her gaze.

Upon hearing this, the people locked in the cave looked at each other, unsure whether they should choose to believe Sang Che.

But some people are indeed driven crazy.

They really didn't want to stay in this dark and gloomy cave, and even if it was a den of dragons and tigers ahead, they were determined to brave it.

So, when the first person bravely and tremblingly stepped out of the cell, they discovered that the group of Miao people holding curved knives did not make a move.

His joy was evident in his words.

The crowd surged out in a frenzy.

In an instant, only those who were too weak to move were left in the entire cave. Sang Che looked at them, not originally intending to lend a hand.

But the thought that if Yin Huaixi were to see her in the future, he would definitely ask where the group of guys she had imprisoned in the cave had gone.

Sang Che then instructed the Miao guards who were following her, "You escort this group of people down the mountain."

"Make sure they don't get poisoned and die from the miasma."

The Miao people all bowed their heads: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Once those with mobility issues had mostly left, Sang Che stroked the butterfly's wings and smiled faintly at Yin Qingyue's subordinates.

Captivating and mesmerizing.

"Aren't you all going down the mountain?"

"If you all stay here, then I won't be so polite."

Everyone took a step back, their expressions grave: "You..."

Before he could even finish speaking, the man was pinched on the side, and he quickly changed the subject.

Sang Che: "What am I doing?"

Sang Che: "Just say what you want to say, stop being so sarcastic."

A blue butterfly flew out and landed on the man's shoulder, as if if he were to speak rudely again, this butterfly could turn him into blood and leave him there forever.

Another officer stepped forward and picked up where the man left off, his attitude more sincere: "If I may be so bold as to ask, why did the Holy Maiden release us?"

"Could it be that the Holy Maiden was truly acting on someone's orders?"

Sang Che simply smiled and said, "Yes."

"You all know that person."

That's all I have to say.

"You can leave or not, it's up to you."

Having received a positive answer, Yin Qingyue's subordinates all had a guess in their hearts: it must be the master's sister... who made a sacrifice to ensure their safety and freedom!

If we don't seize this opportunity, we might really have to stay in this cave for the rest of our lives.

None of them wanted to foresee this situation.

...

When the cave was completely quiet.

Sang Che watched their retreating figures, then turned and went into the cave, where he found a discarded Han Chinese garment.

She didn't mind the dirt, and just kept hugging him like that.

The more tattered the clothes, the better.

"Saintess..."

The Miao leader of the guard team walked over, the silver ornaments hanging from his ears swaying slightly, and he seemed about to speak but then stopped.

"There is no one left to guard this place, so you should all leave Fengming Mountain."

"If the high priest and the Miao king ask me where I am, just say I have returned to the altar."

Sang Che still wore that carefree smile. She touched her rough clothes with her fingers and turned to look at the Miao man.

Then he instructed, "Remember, do not let anyone know where I have gone. If my Gu worms no longer contact you, then you may tell the High Priest the truth."

"I won't stop you from that."

The guard nodded, about to offer further advice.

Sang Che had already turned around and left the cave.

"Don't keep giving me these boring platitudes. I have my own decisions to make."

The cave is located halfway up the mountain, and Sang Che's gaze can see the entire Phoenix Cry Mountain.

Green bamboo grows everywhere.

However, she was looking in the direction of Lingshui City, where Sang Che had someone he cared about.

Sang Che gripped her clothes tightly with her fingers, glanced back at them, and flew back to the butterfly that had been perched on her shoulder.

This is just to tell her where Yin Huaixi is.

Huaixi, you can't get rid of me.

You can forget about getting rid of me.