88: Chapter 88: The Festival of Sacrifice (Thirty-Three)

"Will you reveal yourself, or shall this deity drag you out?"

Qian Ye raised an eyebrow; so, she had been discovered.

How did this happen?

Qian Ye cast her gaze upon her darling boyfriend above.

She saw that his gaze was locked directly onto hers.

Even though he shouldn't have been able to see anything.

Qian Ye narrowed her eyes, a strange light gleaming within them.

She stroked the leaves of the little flower, and the next instant, the red light around her faded, revealing her entire figure in the cave.

"Ah, who is this?"

Suddenly, between two monsters who were chatting most animatedly, Qian Ye's figure slowly appeared.

Qian Ye waved at them cheerfully.

"Hi, hello there~"

"Who are you?"

"Ah, this voice sounds somewhat familiar."

"It's this voice! This is the exact voice I heard just now!"

"A human!"

"There's actually a human!"

In an instant, the surrounding monsters began to glow with a faint, eerie light. Seeing Qian Ye, they looked like a pack of wolves eyeing their prey.

Qian Ye curled her lips and smiled at them, looking friendly no matter how one viewed it.

She showed no fear, even though the monsters before her were bizarre and varied; most had human bodies with monster heads, looking as if they were wearing masks.

As Qian Ye watched, she couldn't help but laugh.

"I didn't expect you to actually dare to appear!"

"Heh heh..."

"Why are you all alone?"

"Where are those two little followers of yours?"

Qian Ye shrugged without speaking, while the Yellow-Faced Monster continued.

"Are you familiar with him?"

"I heard you say he is your man?"

"Oh, then you definitely misheard."

"..."

The Yellow-Faced Monster's words tripped over his tongue instantly.

Damn it, he hadn't expected her to answer like that.

"Don't try to be tough."

"Mm, I'm not."

"If you want to redeem him, you can, just give..."

"Oh, then you can have him." Qian Ye looked indifferent.

This left the person above speechless.

The next instant, the Yellow-Faced Monster suddenly changed his expression: "You had better hand over the key!"

Qian Ye blinked: "What key?"

Her main strategy was to feign total ignorance.

The Yellow-Faced Monster above sneered. He stretched out a hand, and a mirror appeared. With a flip of his hand, the mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling light, which shot straight toward Qian Ye the next instant.

"Heh, and you said it wasn't on you."

Qian Ye: "..."

She hadn't expected such a cheat device.

"If you don't want to suffer, you'd better obediently hand over the key."

"Oh, but I just happen to want to suffer a little."

Qian Ye remained unmoved.

"Ah, the key is on her!"

"So it really is only humans who can obtain the key!"

"As long as we get the key, once the Sacrificial Festival passes, we will be free!"

In an instant, their gaze toward Qian Ye became even more intense.

Previously, their eyes had looked like they were seeing a piece of meat, wanting to tear her apart; but now, their gaze toward her was full of anticipation.

Watching their gazes, Qian Ye's eyes shifted. She lowered her head, the red light in her eyes flowing quietly.

"Someone, take her down for me!"

After talking for so long, Qian Ye remained unmoved, and the Yellow-Faced Monster's patience was wearing thin.

"My Lord, but..."

"Shut up!"

"I have a way."

"Bring her over!"

Soon, two monsters appeared and tied Qian Ye up, taking her up.

Qian Ye played the part of being obedient and well-behaved, not struggling. Before they tied her up, she even considerately offered the two monsters some advice.

Above, every move Qian Ye made became the center of attention.

The monsters below stared at them without blinking.

"What is My Lord trying to do?"

"Why tie her up?"

"Could he have forgotten that only when a human willingly hands over the key can it be unlocked!"

A monster to the side shook his head; it didn't know what this maneuver was either.

There was no help for it; they weren't the ones in charge right now, so they could only wait.

Because of the appearance of the key, the crowd below began to grow restless.

On the platform, the Mountain Spirit slowly approached Shang Ye, who was beside it, and gently traced his face with a hand.

"Such a beautiful man; it would be a real pity to ruin him..."

"Don't you like him?"

"So the feelings between you women are just this shallow!"

Qian Ye raised an eyebrow; this guy in front seemed to have a story.

Qian Ye shook her head.

The Mountain Spirit looked at her, puzzled. Why did it shake its head?

"Feelings are not shallow; they start with appearances, align with values, and end with a shared threshold."

Qian Ye said, imagining a beautiful future.

"..."

She chattered on and on, leaving the Mountain Spirit bewildered, not knowing what she was trying to express.

"In short, love is not perfunctory money; it is a mutual pursuit."

"So..."

Qian Ye pointed at the man in front of her: "The two of us are not a good match..."

"..." This left the Mountain Spirit not knowing how to respond.

"Then you..."

The Mountain Spirit prepared to speak, but Qian Ye cut it off: "Just looking at it, you two are more suitable."

Qian Ye looked sincere, her eyes clear and deep.

"..."

The Mountain Spirit's expression became ferocious: "You had better be willing to hand over the key."

"Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, I will kill him!"

In the end, the spearhead turned back to Shang Ye.

"Kill him?"

Hearing this word, Qian Ye instantly seemed energized. Her lips curled slightly: "Kill him?"

Qian Ye kept repeating this sentence.

"That's the answer!"

Suddenly, the hong ling umbrella in her hand appeared toward the person opposite her with lightning speed.

The next second, with a "pfft" sound, an umbrella appeared in Shang Ye's abdomen.

And the owner at the other end of the umbrella was currently laughing with extreme excitement.

"Hehe, I'll help you do it~"

"Don't thank me too much~"

This action by Qian Ye shocked the so-called Mountain Spirit.

"..."

The silver-white umbrella tip was suddenly pulled out, stained with bright red color.

A flash of astonishment crossed Shang Ye's eyes. The pain in his abdomen was still reminding him that this was not an illusion.

This girl before him, who kept calling him Baby, was treating him as her Baby in this way.

The Mountain Spirit never expected it to pull such a stunt. Its expression became very ugly; every word this girl said was challenging its patience.

The next instant, its hand transformed into a sharp blade, held directly against Shang Ye's neck, and it threatened directly: "Do you really not care about him?"

"Then I will let him die in front of you!"

Qian Ye gave an "oh", then tilted her head: "Do you need my help?"

"..."

At this moment, the two sides were in a standoff. The monsters below couldn't understand it; what on earth were they doing?

Why did it feel like they couldn't understand what was being said?

The man above was clearly Lord Mountain Spirit's favorite, so why was the Lord asking a human?

What on earth had happened in places they didn't know about?

The standoff above continued.

The Yellow-Faced Monster had lost his patience, his face, which looked like it had jaundice, becoming extremely ugly.

The next second, he took a deep breath, looked at Qian Ye, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "As long as you are willing to obediently hand over the key, I guarantee you will have endless wealth in the future."

Qian Ye tilted her head, her face showing signs of being moved. When the Yellow-Faced Monster smiled, Qian Ye grinned: "Hehe~ I don't need it~"

As she spoke, she made a face at him. Instantly, an eerie, cold aura emanated from her body. Staring at their eyes, a trace of red light shone through, and her now crimson lips parted slightly: "The game, it is time to end."