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Chapter 1473 - 1466: Intentional Probing

Chapter 1473: Chapter 1466: Intentional Probing

"Axiang is a spirit medium, right?" Cheng Ziang asked with some excitement.

"Yep, right over there," Balan said, pointing to a girl in a grass hut not far away.

Following the direction she was pointing, Cheng Ziang saw the girl called Axiang. She wore a bizarre monster mask and was kneeling around a corpse with other girls, accompanying the dance of the great shaman and rhythmically beating a wooden clapper.

"What a lengthy ritual. They even hold it when it rains?" Cheng Ziang commented with a sigh.

"Mhm. The great shaman said it must be held immediately, otherwise the dead souls lingering in the village would bring disaster," Balan answered earnestly.

"Do they also hold a ritual for the bodies of the Faceless to dispel their souls?" Cheng Ziang suddenly thought of this question and asked curiously.

"No need," Balan shook her head in response.

"Why not, aren’t they all people?" Cheng Ziang scratched his face and asked.

"The great shaman said they have no souls, so there’s no need to disperse them," Balan answered.

"Alright." Cheng Ziang seemed a bit amused and frustrated with this answer.

Another half-hour of long waiting, and this complex ritual finally came to an end. The family members of the deceased were allowed to come forward to see the dead for the last time, and then the bodies were thrown into the furnace to be burned, allowing both body and soul to dissipate.

Family members rushed forward, creating a chaotic scene, with the sounds of loud wailing occasionally piercing the air, some people even crying so hard they couldn’t catch their breath.

Taking advantage of this chaos, Balan picked the right moment and hurriedly approached Axiang, the spirit medium, with a basket in hand.

"Can we get to know him?" Cheng Ziang quickly asked in follow-up.

Hearing his request, Balan looked back at the three of them, pondered for a moment, then looked around and waved at the three, signaling them to follow.

At this time, inside the grass hut, the great shaman was chanting spells to calm the spirits of each body, with villagers kneeling around, making sad whimpering sounds. The spirit mediums all left the scene, including the girl called Axiang, so for Balan, it was a rare opportunity.

Thus, the four of them braved the rain and followed the departing spirit mediums. After running for more than fifty meters, Balan finally caught up with them and loudly called out, "Axiang!"

Hearing her call, the girls all turned their heads to look at her. However, these girls seemed to understand things well, as two of them pushed Axiang out, waved at her, then the group continued to walk back.

The girl named Axiang hesitated for a moment, then brought Balan to a corner where they could shelter from the rain and took off her bamboo hat.

"Axiang, this is for you," Balan said enthusiastically as she handed over the basket.

"Were you okay last night?" Axiang asked with a soft voice that sounded very gentle.

"No, no, I’m fine, thanks to the strangers who saved me," Balan said, pointing to Cheng Ziang and the two with him.

"Them..." Upon seeing the three, Axiang instinctively went into a panic, but luckily Balan calmed her down.

"Don’t be afraid, Axiang, they are all good people, they won’t hurt you," Balan consoled her.

"The great shaman doesn’t allow us to contact outsiders," Axiang said weakly.

"The great shaman also doesn’t allow you to meet with us, right?" Balan playfully said.

The implication was that since it was already against the rules, what difference did it make whom she saw.

"Thank you for helping us fend off the Faceless," Axiang said gratefully, bowing to the three of them.

"Don’t mention it, doing the right thing is our instinct," said Cheng Ziang, instinctively extending his hand.

"What, what are you doing!" Axiang was truly startled by Cheng Ziang’s gesture.

"Um, this is our custom," Cheng Ziang said awkwardly, then turned to Balan and asked, "Is it that spirit mediums aren’t allowed to make contact with others?"

"I often contact Axiang, anyway, no one sees," Balan answered honestly.

"What should I do?" Hesitating for a moment, Axiang stared at the outstretched hand of Cheng Ziang, asking nervously.

"Oh, just a handshake will do, but if you have any customs against it, then forget it." Cheng Ziang said so, but did not withdraw his hand.

"Then..." Hesitating again, Axiang’s hand shakily reached out, and they briefly performed a symbolic handshake.

Although it was a fleeting touch, Cheng Ziang felt the tenderness of a girl’s unique soft and smooth skin.

Of course, his insistence was definitely not because he wanted to take advantage, but rather to initiate contact then give Feng a chance to get in touch with her and probe her background.

"These two are my companions, both of them girls." After the handshake, Cheng Ziang pushed Baiyue and Feng forward, introducing them.

Baiyue and Feng exchanged a tacit look, then Baiyue reached out her hand first, enthusiastically saying, "Hello."

Because Baiyue spoke the Demon Clan language, Axiang did not understand her, still relying on Cheng Ziang’s translation.

After shaking hands with Baiyue, next up was Feng. She was the main event of this encounter.

Axiang, not understanding the situation, shook hands with Feng. Feng then circulated her magic power and created a small Magic Cluster, which she transmitted to Axiang through the Huihai Acupoint in her palm.

The Magic Cluster was not very powerful, but it was enough to give a person quite a scare, and if Axiang did not possess a complete set of the East Continent’s magic power meridians, the Magic Cluster would explode in her palm, causing a certain degree of pain.

But if Axiang had the East Continent’s magic power meridians, and had already formed a core, then the Magic Cluster would enter her meridians through her Huihai Acupoint without causing harm, at most it would just startle her.

As soon as Feng transferred the Magic Cluster, Axiang’s body convulsed as if electrified, and then she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Axiang, are you alright?" Noticing something was wrong with Axiang, Balan quickly asked with concern.

"No, nothing, just felt a bit strange..." Axiang reassured Balan, while casting a wary look at Feng.

However, Feng didn’t pay her any attention and after completing the probe, she turned to look at Baiyue, nodding firmly. Baiyue understood her meaning and nodded back in response.

"I’m sorry, she has a strong grip, didn’t hurt you, did she?" Seeing this, Cheng Ziang quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Eh, is that so?" Balan was stunned for a moment, looking at Axiang with concern.

"It’s nothing." Axiang’s voice still sounded very weak.

"She is my life saver, without her, I probably wouldn’t have made it back." Balan earnestly introduced Feng.

"Is that so, then we really should thank this guest." Axiang said, bowing again.

"No need to be polite, we said this is what we should do, you guys have a good chat, we won’t disturb you," Cheng Ziang waved his hand, then led the two away from Balan and Axiang.

The three of them walked more than fifty meters away, making sure they were completely out of sight of Balan and Axiang. Baiyue looked at Feng with concern and asked, "How did it go with the probe?"

"She is indeed a Cultivator," Feng nodded gravely, "If she weren’t, she would’ve screamed in pain just now, but she didn’t show any significant reaction."

"Then, it seems that the mediums are all Cultivators as well," Baiyue analyzed, nodding.

"Does that mean the Ghost Race also falls under the category of the East Continent Clan?" Cheng Ziang analyzed.

"Yes," Baiyue nodded in agreement, but then raised a new question, "However, what I’m curious about is, since the Ghost Race can practice Cultivation, then why aren’t there Cultivators everywhere here like in Kyushu?"

"Sometimes you are quite clever, so why are you occasionally confused?" Cheng Ziang laughed.

"Then share your opinion," Baiyue looked at him and asked.

"Let me ask you, who do all these Ghost Race Cultivators belong to? Who do they listen to?" Cheng Ziang didn’t answer directly but asked instead.

"The Great Witch," Baiyue replied.

"Correct, now think, who do the Magicians in the Western Continent take orders from?" Cheng Ziang continued guiding her.

"The Church Court..." As she reached this point, Baiyue suddenly had an epiphany, "Oh, you mean to say, the Ghost Race’s Cultivation system is similar to the Church Court system of the Western Continent!"

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