Protect Our Chief

But after decades, under her efforts, the development of the Barbarian Gu Race became faster and faster, and everyone’s lives also got better and better. Everything showed a thriving trend, and people’s views on her naturally changed.

Moreover, because she had always been amiable and down-to-earth, unlike Quasi-Saintess Ya, who was high and mighty, she often taught the children in the village useful knowledge. Over the decades, she accumulated a high reputation among the ordinary villagers.

Not to mention anything else, just like these young girls who were arranged by the Elder to help set up the bamboo buildings. Back then, they often ran east and west following Wang Luojing. When Wang Luojing said something, it might have more influence than their own parents.

Although recently, due to the pressure of the Daqian army at the border, some people in the village were uneasy, and some began to question Quasi-Saintess Jing’s stance, these girls always believed that Quasi-Saintess Jing would not abandon them.

"However, although I firmly believe that Quasi-Saintess Jing will never betray us, my dad says that the biggest problem now is not who becomes the Saintess but that Daqian is determined to conquer the Southern Border and will not easily give up. Our strength is clearly inferior to Daqian, and if we fight, there will be significant losses, and many will die... moreover, Ya might take the opportunity to cause trouble again..." As the girl spoke, she frowned, looking worried.

Another girl, seeing this, comforted her: "I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about. But I believe, no matter what the problem is, Quasi-Saintess Jing will definitely figure out a solution. Hasn’t she solved so many difficulties before? This time she definitely can too."

"How can this be the same?" The girl rolled her eyes at her.

"Why do you think so much? Those are matters for the big shots to worry about. We small people can’t get involved. You should first do the job at hand well, the poster is crooked." Two girls carrying a bamboo basket walked by and couldn’t help but murmur when they heard their conversation.

The bamboo basket they carried was filled with small Copper Bells crafted in the shape of insects, very delicate. These were Insect Bells, used during celebrations. In ancient folklore, the carvings on the Insect Bells could be used to communicate with ancestors.

While talking, one of the girls had already nimbly climbed up the eaves and started hanging the Insect Bells under the eaves.

The girl who was putting up posters quickly corrected the crooked poster upon hearing this and retorted defiantly: "Aren’t I just worried about Quasi-Saintess Jing and the future of our Saint Gu Worm Race? Aren’t you worried?"

"Is it your turn to worry?"

The women of the Barbarian Gu Race hold high status, and naturally, the girls are feisty and not ones to take any losses. With just two sentences not matching, the two girls stood with hands on hips, going at each other.

The other girls were busy trying to mediate, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a time.

"Cough, cough~~"

Amidst the commotion, a cough suddenly came from the side.

The girls were startled and only then noticed an elderly woman in black standing behind them without them knowing when she arrived.

The elder woman wore a beaded hat, gold earrings, and several gem-studded bracelets on her wrists. In the Barbarian Gu Race, only those Gu Masters with very high status dressed like this.

"Nanny Ayah."

The young girls clearly knew her.

This was the nanny beside Grandma Saintess, strong in power and a formidable Great Gu Master.

Immediately, they realized the mistake they made, quickly shrinking their necks and obediently admitting error.

"Sorry, Nanny Ayah, we shouldn’t be arguing here, disturbing Grandma Saintess and Quasi-Saintess Jing from training. We know we were wrong. Sorry~"

"Alright~ go accept your punishment~" Nanny Ayah shook her head and waved them away.

"Oh~"

The girls could only leave, dejected.

"These kids~~ sigh~~"

Nanny Ayah sighed, unable to resist turning to glance at the bamboo building behind her.

The Saintess and Quasi-Saintess Jing had been in a deep discussion with the doors closed for a long time, it’s uncertain how it turned out. This time, with the Daqian army pressing down, the survival of the Saint Gu Worm Race hung on a single thought from these two.

Hope everything turns out well~

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the bamboo building where the Saintess lived.

"It is said that a long time ago, when our Saint Gu Worm Race people were still in a barbaric state, we did not know how to raise Gu insects. We lived every day surrounded by poisonous insects and Fierce Beasts, living a life of constant fear. Perhaps upon waking, you would find your husband and children dead."

A woman dressed in gorgeous clothing, adorned with mysterious symbols on her dark clothes, murmured in a slightly hoarse voice, "Until one day, the Gu God descended upon this mountain range. He granted our people the ability to raise Gu insects and left behind the Celestial Silkworm and the inheritance of the ’Saint Gu Worm True Skill.’"

"Our people learned how to harness and control poisonous and strange Gu, gaining abilities to hunt Fierce Beasts. Gradually, the Saint Gu Worm people flourished and occupied vast territories."

The well-dressed woman’s hair was mottled, and her voice was deep, as if she were already old. Yet, her face showed no wrinkles, still looking somewhat young. However, from her face to her neck, mysterious tattoos adorned her, making her appear both mysterious and dangerous.

This was the Saintess of the current Saint Gu Worm Race—Saintess Dai.

On her shoulder lazily lay a plump, white-silkworm about two feet in length. Its slightly silly eyes appeared somewhat idle, in a state of half-sleep. Such are Gu insects, spending most of the time in slumber.