Chapter 840 It's Decided!

A sheepskin book was nothing, but the fact that she could understand all the ancient words meant that she was definitely not an ordinary female.

She was filled with real talent!

Jian Yi felt a little relieved. As expected of the heir appointed by the prophet. Her strength was quite reliable.

As for personality...

No one was perfect!

Jian Yi suppressed the flying thoughts in his heart and said respectfully, "Think about what you should say later. I'll go outside and prepare a chair for you."

"Okay."

After Jian Yi left, Little Brat's voice sounded.

"He was testing you with this sheepskin book."

Huanhuan continued reading the contents of the sheepskin book and tried to memorize them. She replied casually, "I know."

"If this person doesn't know his place, you can get rid of him later. Or you can just get rid of him now."

Huanhuan clicked her tongue. "Aren't you too cruel? He's fine. He didn't even provoke me, so why would I kill him for no reason? Am I a murderer?"

"The fact that you're sitting in this position means that you have to be vigilant from time to time. You can't trust anyone. If necessary, you have to eliminate the problem from the roots."

"Are you saying that Bai Di, Shuang Yun, Sang Ye, and Xue Ling can't be trusted either?"

Little Brat advised earnestly, "That's right. Although they're your mates and they shouldn't do you any harm, that doesn't mean they won't think of ways to get benefits from you. Don't forget that their identities aren't simple. In addition to being your mates, they're also the second prince of Sun City, the beast king of Rock City, the commander of the demon race, and the elder of the feather tribe. Behind them are all complicated forces and connections."

Huanhuan's head hurt from his words.

"Alright, alright. I haven't inherited the position of prophet yet. It's useless for you to say so much."

"After the ceremony ends, you'll be the rightful prophet. It'll only take a day at most. I'm saying so much because I want you to make plans early. Don't always be stupid and help others by sacrificing yourself."

"Don't worry, I won't." Huanhuan giggled. "Even if I really can't take it anymore, you'll still be around to help me. You can be trusted, right?"

Little Brat snorted. "Of course! I'm your father. Anyone in the world might harm you, but I won't!"

Unknowingly, the sky was already bright.

Huanhuan read the contents of the sheepskin book more than ten times and basically memorized them.

Bai Di pushed open the door and walked in. "It's time to get ready to go."

"Let's go."

Bai Di helped Huanhuan up.

When they reached the front hall, Xue Ling and Sang Ye were there. After a while, Shuang Yun returned.

"They'll be here soon."

Huanhuan walked out of the temple surrounded by everyone. Jian Yi said respectfully, "This is the chair prepared for you."

It was a very ordinary wooden chair, but there was a cushion specially placed on it to increase comfort. There were two long wooden sticks under the chair.

Bai Di tried it and made sure the chair was sturdy.

When Huanhuan sat down, the four guards lifted the chair and walked steadily up the mountain.

Bai Di and the others followed. Jian Yi led a group of divine servants.

Behind them was a large group of people. They were all beasts who had come to participate in the 10,000 Beast Ceremony.

This included the members of the Elders' Association.

The first elder was very close to the front, only a step away from Jian Yi.

The second elder looked a little dazed because he had something on his mind.

When he wasn't looking, the third elder squeezed him to the back and leaned in front of the first elder. He asked softly, "Are you really going to watch that female step on the heads of our male beasts and become the new prophet?"

The first elder was expressionless. "What else can I do?"

"We can work harder."

"How do you want to do that?"

The third elder rolled his eyes. "When she hosts the ceremony later, we'll take the opportunity to cause her some trouble so that she can't successfully complete the ceremony. How about that?"

The first elder neither agreed nor disagreed. He just replied casually, "We'll see."

At this moment, the second elder came back to his senses. He realized that the third elder had gone past him and quickly pulled him behind him. "Don't run around like a monkey."

The third elder sneered. "It's just two more steps. How petty!"

While the two of them were arguing, the first elder looked up ahead, his gaze becoming rather dark.

'I won't let you become the prophet so smoothly.

'It's still uncertain who'll win!'

Due to the fact that they were on the way up the mountain and there were stairs everywhere, even though the guards were already keeping their footsteps steady, it was still an unsteady ride for Huanhuan. Before they reached the top of the mountain, Huanhuan was already dizzy and almost vomited all the meat buns she had eaten in the morning.

Just as they were about to reach the top of the mountain, one of the guards carrying the chairs suddenly sprained his ankle!

The entire chair flipped to the side, and Huanhuan, who was caught off guard, fell.

The stairs were narrow, barely wide enough for two beasts to walk side by side. On the left was the mountain wall, and on the right was the cliffside.

Huanhuan fell in the direction of the cliffside!

Bai Di, Shuang Yun, Sang Ye, and Xue Ling were shocked and wanted to rush forward.

However, the mountain path was too narrow. There were people standing in front. They could not rush over at all. Moreover, they could not transform into their beast forms here. Xue Ling could not grow wings and fly.

They could only watch as Huanhuan fell off the cliff with her chair.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

When Bai Di pushed through the guards blocking the way and arrived at the scene of the accident, Huanhuan and the chair were gone.

Bai Di turned pale.

Someone shouted, "Lady Huanhuan is dead." Everyone came back to their senses. They shouted and cursed. A few unlucky people were accidentally pushed off the cliff. The state of their lives was unknown.

The scene was in chaos.

The road ahead was blocked, and the people behind could not advance. They were forced to stop.

When the news of Lady Huanhuan being dead came from ahead, the entire group of people exploded.

The second elder's face was pale. He subconsciously covered his stomach. If Huanhuan died, would the puppet worm in his stomach drag him down with it?

He didn't notice the corners of the first elder's mouth curling into an imperceptible sneer.

'Aren't you going to be the prophet?

'You can be one in hell!'

Sang Ye wanted to jump down the mountain without thinking. Even if Huanhuan died, he had to find her bones!

Xue Ling grabbed him. "Don't be rash."