The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 340 6 Mother Clan

At first, she wondered if this incident would become a reason for others to attack her, but it seems that no one has paid attention to it.

"What a coincidence, my face is quite similar to your idol."

Xin Hong gave him a strange look: "Why do you have to deceive yourself like this?"

"What else can I do? I can't very well go up to you and say I'm your god, can I?"

"You are our god."

Zheng Xun doesn't consider himself to be thin-skinned, but hearing those words still gave him goosebumps.

There's nothing else to it, I'm just a little ashamed.

"Don't say such embarrassing things..."

“Xin Hong knows that you have no memory of the past, but that’s alright. Your followers will remember your image and follow you forever.”

Zheng Xun looked up.

Although there was no light in the cave, the appearance of the statue was clearly visible.

Her spiritual power spread out, probing the appearance of the statue inch by inch, while she only spared a fraction of her attention to deal with Xin Hong: "Oh? But there are many people in this world who look alike. Aren't you afraid of mistaking someone for someone else, priest?"

Just as he felt the world was unreal, Zheng Xun also felt that the idea that he might be a god was pure nonsense.

She had never seen a god, nor did she know what a god should look like.

In short, beings who wield such great power should be compassionate and just, otherwise the world would surely be thrown into chaos.

She has absolutely nothing to do with those two words.

But Xin Hong was very firm: "I will not admit my mistake. You just have no memory right now. Once you remember, everything will be back to normal."

Zheng Xun remained silent.

I really hate it when people try to be mysterious or pretentious.

Although she didn't know why Xin Hong was so determined, she felt that she was even more determined than Xin Hong.

She had tried to convince herself that she was indeed a goddess, but the result was that everything felt awkward.

She simply couldn't deceive herself.

"I'm curious, what criteria did the priests use to determine that I am your goddess?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it, I can't describe it, but in short, it's a feeling."

Zheng Xun: ...

She had a lot of complaints on her mind but didn't know how to express them, but she still had to investigate the statue, so she had to give a few perfunctory replies.

"Then why don't I have the same feeling as you? Besides, Xin Hong, even if you insist that I am a goddess, I can't give you anything."

In Zheng Xun's mind, faith and the like are also a form of exchange of interests.

Offering sacrifices to deities may be for peace of mind, wealth, or safety...

In short, one must obtain something from the gods.

If someone doesn't ask for anything, then they've definitely been brainwashed.

So, would they still offer their faith to a god who cannot grant their wishes?

Xin Hong was both shocked and saddened. Her skin was too thin, and it was somewhat unsettling to make such a complex and exaggerated expression, but her tone was extremely sincere.

"Has the goddess misunderstood something? Our faith is the purest; how could we lose our piety just because there are no benefits?"

Zheng Xun: I understand. It seems they have indeed been brainwashed.

"Don't call me goddess!"

"Yes! Goddess!"

Zheng Xun: ...

Forget it.

I couldn't go against her.

At this moment, her spiritual power detected something unusual on the statue. She turned to Xin Hong and said, "Since I am a goddess, I can do whatever I want to this statue, right?"

Xin Hong asked blankly, "Are you going to dismantle the statue? Do you think the statue failed to capture even a fraction of your spirit?"

She clutched her chest, heartbroken, and said, "If you want to take it apart, then take it apart!"

Although she had developed feelings for this statue, the goddess was still more important to her.

Zheng Xun sighed helplessly. How could someone who seemed so sinister at first glance suddenly become so adorable after spending time with them?

"Then you go out first."

Although reluctant, Xin Hong left, turning back every few steps.

After watching her leave the stone chamber, Zheng Xun turned around and climbed up the statue.

She climbed up to the folds of her clothes at the shoulder, fumbled around for a moment, and finally pressed on a certain spot, revealing a square hidden compartment.

As Zheng Xun took the box out of the hidden compartment, he mentally complained that the compartment was poorly made.

The person who created this hidden compartment must have had a deep faith in the priests of past generations. Anyone who disrespects the gods could easily discover what's hidden here by climbing onto the statue's shoulder.

Even though everyone is quite mature and composed, the statue is so clean, someone must have cleaned it. Could it be that it wasn't discovered during the cleaning?

She didn't rush to open the box, put the hidden compartment back in its place, and return to the spot she had just been standing before calling Xin Hong back.

Who would have thought that when Xin Hong returned to the stone chamber, the first thing he looked at was the location of the hidden compartment.

Zheng Xun: ...

She asked tentatively, "Did you find out?"

Xin Hong nodded with a smile: "I wipe the statues every day, so naturally I can find subtle differences."

Zheng Xun remained silent.

Her petty mind immediately led her to believe that Xin Hong might have put the box there, or even that he might have replaced the contents.

Xin Hong was unaware of her thoughts and assumed she was just embarrassed: "That was originally yours, so returning it to its rightful owner is the best outcome."

Zheng Xun stared at her intently.

Although the system in this place was malfunctioning, she had great faith in her own supernatural abilities.

After trying to detect Xin Hong's guilt for a long time, she still couldn't sense it. She had to admit that she was overthinking things.

She coughed lightly: "Priestess Xin, let's go."

"Goddess, please wait, your offerings have not yet been collected."

"worship?"

Xin Hong led Zheng Xun through a maze of turns for a long time until they reached another dark room.

This dark room was filled with gold and silver treasures.

Zheng Xun remained silent for a moment.

"This is what you call offering?"

"Yes sir."

"Where did they all come from?"

"It is the accumulation of the clan and the Goddess Temple over the generations."

"Is it all for me?"

"Yes sir."

"Then I'll have someone come and pick it up later."

Zheng Xun thought that whether or not she was a goddess was negotiable, but if she passed by this treasure mountain without entering, she would regret it to death.

The productivity of Dayong is not high now, and her life is too short, and she has too many things to do, so she truly spends money like water.

She gave Xin Hong a deep look.

Although she could not protect her and her people as a goddess, she could protect her as a princess.

"Xin Hong, I will remember your contributions to Dayong. As long as I am in power, I will ensure that you are not disturbed."

Xin Hong said in surprise, "I thought you didn't want to reveal your worldly identity."

"Whether it's exposed or not, didn't you already know that? There's no point in hiding it any longer."

“Sir, there’s no need for you to do all this. If you truly wish to repay this kindness, you might as well stay and attend the Goddess’s birthday celebration in ten days.”

Zheng Xun had just received so much gold and silver from them, so what else could he do but agree?

Xin Hong tugged at his cloak: "My lord, let's go, there's nothing more to see here."

Zheng Xun looked at her thin figure: "You are so thin, are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to recommend a doctor?"

"My lord, I am not thin, but the price the priest pays to communicate with the gods. The divine power is too strong for ordinary people to withstand. The priest has to pay with his life to worship the goddess."

Zheng Xun frowned.

Xin Hong smiled: "Goddess, there is no need to worry. Since I am willing to be a priest, I know what I have to give up. I am willing."

From her words, Zheng Xun glimpsed a hint of obsession and madness.

They worship gods, not seeking reincarnation or becoming gods, but simply having pure faith.

Zheng Xun: Could this goddess be some kind of succubus?

It took a long time to emerge from the cave. Standing on a high point, Zheng Xun saw Lü Mengying surrounded by a group of elderly women.

Zheng Xun listened for a while and then realized that these people were trying to sell their own children to Lü Mengying.

The older people here all speak some Mandarin, though some speak it fluently and some not so well, so communication between the two sides is not a problem.

However, communication is not a problem, but problems may arise once communication begins.

“Miss Lü, my child is tall, and also considerate and caring…”

"Miss Lü, my child is very studious and can play the piano..."

Lu Mengying looked completely numb.

Zheng Xun found her expression somewhat amusing and burst out laughing.

A look of surprise flashed in Lü Mengying's eyes, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Master?!"

Those surrounding her respectfully made way for Zheng Xun.

Lü Mengying finally escaped from the encirclement.

Seeing her relieved and almost tearful expression, Zheng Xun asked in surprise, "Why were you so frightened?"

Lü Mengying shook her head, seemingly still a little scared.

Zheng Xun turned his head to look at Wei Yanxing, who was strolling over: "What happened?"

"They think Lü Mengying is capable and powerful, and a first-rate daughter, so they all want to introduce their sons to her. Master, don't worry, she's just a little frightened by these people's enthusiasm."

Zheng Xun patted Lü Mengying's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, I'm here, they won't bother you."

Before Lü Mengying could show her gratitude, Zheng Xun added, "However, it's also because our Mengying is so capable that she's so popular!"

Wei Yanxing laughed: "That's pretty impressive. Be careful tonight, the men here are very enthusiastic."

Zheng Xun became interested: "How so?"

"Your Highness may not know this, but the children here only recognize their mothers. Many women who go out to travel return pregnant."

Zheng Xun suddenly realized.

No wonder.

She said there were no deformed children here, so it turns out it wasn't endogamy.

"So what does this have to do with them pestering Mengying?"

"The atmosphere here is open. Only men who are good enough will be chosen by women to be their husbands. Only after marriage can they be qualified to worship the goddess. Women here have many choices and most are not in a hurry to get married, so men are inevitably anxious. As you know, the people here believe in the goddess and naturally yearn for her approval."

Lü Mengying couldn't help but say, "But I don't believe in goddesses!"

"But you serve the goddess."

As Wei Yanxing spoke, he looked at Zheng Xun.

Lu Mengying calmed down: "So, they believe Your Highness is a goddess?"

"That's right. So you'll definitely have a lot of men trying to woo you lately. If you find one you like, you could have a casual fling."

When women here go out to choose the father of their children, the first thing they look at is his face.

So, putting everything else aside, most of the men and women here are good-looking.

Wei Yan made no attempt to hide his schadenfreude, which made Lü Mengying grit her teeth in anger: "Would you like this kind of good fortune?"

"I'm not worthy of such a treat!"

For some reason, Lü Mengying suddenly smiled.

Wei Yanxing asked warily, "What kind of trick are you up to now?"

"You pride yourself on being smart? Guess."

Zheng Xun shook his head helplessly: "There's something I need to tell you. We need to stay here for another ten days or so. We can only leave after the Goddess's birthday celebration in ten days."

The smile on Lü Mengying's face instantly shattered, and she exclaimed in disbelief, "Master!"

Zheng Xun clenched his fist and put it to his lips: "Ahem, well, well, there's nothing I can do. I just received a large sum of treasure from Xin Hong, so I can't refuse this small request."

"Treasure?"

Wei Yanxing's expression turned serious: "Giving the princess a treasure for no reason?"

This whole thing sounds incredibly bizarre.

"Your Highness, where are those treasures?"

"Inside the cave."

Wei Yanxing folded his fan: "I'll have someone come and move it now."

Who knows if that priest was lying to them? All that gold and silver is real, only what's in their pockets is real.

Zheng Xun shared the same thought: "Let's go."

Lu Mengying glanced at the old women staring at her from a distance and shuddered: "Oh my god! You stay here to protect... and look after the princess."

"Row."

Zheng Xun smiled.

These two usually bicker and seem to wish each other bad luck, but when something really happens, they rarely try to shirk responsibility.

After they finished speaking, Xin Hong stepped forward and said, "Please come with me, sir."

Zheng Xun and Wei Yanxing followed her to the accommodations arranged for them.

Their dwellings were much higher than other people's houses, and from their courtyards, they could overlook the entire clan territory.

Xin Hong asked cautiously and respectfully, "Is my lord satisfied with this place?"

“Satisfied,” Zheng Xun said, feeling a sense of relief as a gentle breeze blew by. “I heard from Xin Qiu that this is your clan’s territory, but to me, it looks more like a village.”

“Back then, the goddess chose ten of the most devout believers to guard the Six Mothers Mountain for her. We are the descendants of these ten people. From a few to many, we have eventually multiplied to our current size. Regardless of bloodline, we have been believers of the goddess for generations. When we gather together, we are the Six Mothers Clan.”

Therefore, this place was called the clan's territory.

"I have something I'm very curious about: Six Mothers Mountain has six peaks, so why do you only have one goddess?"

"Isn't it normal for a goddess to have a clone or something?" Xin Hong said matter-of-factly.

Zheng Xun and Wei Yanxing: ...

Completely irrefutable.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Xin Hong left.

Wei Yanxing crept closer to Zheng Xun: "Your Highness, you knew nothing, so how did you manage to deceive Xin Hong and make her believe in your goddess identity?"

"A lie?" Zheng Xun raised an eyebrow.

Wei Yanxing scratched his head: "Isn't that right?"

“There’s no need to lie. Even if I pulled their ears and told them I wasn’t a goddess, they wouldn’t believe me.”

Wei Yanxing clasped his hands in admiration: "Your Highness truly lives up to your title!"

Zheng Xun rolled her eyes at him: "Let's go, let's rest."

The Liu Mu tribe members were very considerate. Knowing that Zheng Xun and his group were tired from their journey, they prepared clean clothes and hot water for them.

Zheng Xun took a bath and washed up, feeling completely relaxed.

The clothes Xin Hong prepared for her were very characteristic of Liumu Mountain, with a white-green gradient, flowing and delicate fabric, and comfortable to wear.

After finding a place to lie down, she began to examine the box that had been taken out of the cave.

It's an ordinary wooden box, without any carvings.

Zheng Xun took a deep breath and opened the box.