271: Pray seven times? !

The next morning.

Xu Sanyan opened his eyes.

He hadn't slept at all that night; he didn't dare to sleep soundly in this Secret Realm.

Moreover, with his current cultivation, he didn't need sleep to replenish his energy; meditation was sufficient.

He gently lifted the quilt, and the Three-Headed Dog, hearing the sound, alertly raised its head, glanced at Xu Sanyan, and then lay back down.

It knew this was its new master, whose status was even above its old master's; for the past two nights, it had heard its old master groaning and yelping from being 'beaten' by him.

Xu Sanyan also glanced at the Three-Headed Dog, wondering where it had gone; it only came back in the middle of the night, looking dispirited.

“Hmm…”

At this moment, Xun An Cai also woke up, stretched her arms out from under the covers, gave a big yawn, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Xu Sanyan, her small face flushed with contentment.

“Are you hungry?”

“A little.”

Xu Sanyan felt that his physical exertion last night was a bit much and he urgently needed to replenish his energy.

The Three-Headed Dog perked up its ears, all three heads looking at Xun An Cai simultaneously, their eyes revealing a craving for food.

It also felt that its physical exertion was a bit much.

Seeing this, Xun An Cai said nothing more, skillfully pulled out a beast hide from under her bottom, casually wiped it on a nearby pile of grass, and put it on, the strong fishy smell becoming even more pronounced.

“Is this your only piece of clothing?” Xu Sanyan frowned.

“Yes, if you don’t like it, I can take it off,” Xun An Cai said, about to remove it.

The reason she wore beast hide was not for modesty or warmth; it was simply because her two large breasts needed support, otherwise, they would hinder her movement.

“No, wear it,” Xu Sanyan quickly stopped her.

“Oh.” Seeing this, Xun An Cai said nothing more, took down the meat hanging from the roof beam, and began preparing breakfast.

Xu Sanyan sat by and watched her busy herself.

She made a fire and roasted the meat; the aroma filled the air, and the Three-Headed Dog’s drool dripped from its mouth.

Just after they finished eating, the Middle-aged Woman who had previously taken him to see the Clan Chief arrived; Xun An Cai subconsciously shrank her neck, seemingly very afraid of her.

“The Clan Chief wants to see you,” the Middle-aged Woman said with a stern face.

“Are the things ready?” Xu Sanyan smiled, wiped his hands on his clothes, and slowly got up.

Today was the day of the first prayer ceremony.

The Middle-aged Woman ignored him, said her piece, and turned to leave.

Xu Sanyan didn't mind; such a woman was clearly an Old Maid.

Because she had not been nourished by a man for many years, her personality had gradually become twisted, and some even developed misandry.

He understood this perfectly.

Xun An Cai leaned in and whispered, “She might be our next Clan Chief; she’s very strong, so don’t provoke her.”

Xu Sanyan chuckled, about to pat her shoulder, but because Xun An Cai was too tall, it was inconvenient, so he opted to pat her butt instead.

“Don’t worry, why would I provoke her?”

“That’s good. Hurry up and go; don’t keep the Clan Chief waiting,” Xun An Cai said, relieved.

“You’re not coming with me?” Xu Sanyan was a bit surprised; usually, Xun An Cai would follow him wherever he went, but this time she actively stayed behind.

“Outsiders cannot be present for the prayer ceremony, so there’s no point in me going,” Xun An Cai explained, then added, “And after the prayer ceremony, you’ll be very hungry, so I need to prepare food for you.”

“Hmm… alright then.”

Xu Sanyan got up and walked towards the Clan Chief’s cave.

Along the way, he passed many wooden houses; some people curiously looked at him, but no one spoke to him.

Outside the cave where the Clan Chief resided, the Middle-aged Woman was accompanying the Clan Chief, waiting for him; the Seven-Headed Dog was lazily lying beside the Clan Chief.

“You’re here,” the Clan Chief said, her smile still benevolent.

“I’m here.”

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow, hoping she would catch the reference, but unfortunately, the Clan Chief had not seen Infernal Affairs.

“Come with me.”

The Clan Chief said, leaning on her staff and walking towards the back mountain, with the Middle-aged Woman assisting her, and the Seven-Headed Dog swaying its body as it followed behind.

The three people and one dog arrived at the back mountain, and only then did Xu Sanyan realize there was another mountain behind it.

This was a very small mountain, almost not even worthy of being called a mountain, just a pile of rocks stacked together, estimated to be about three or four zhang high, even shorter than some mundane city walls.

“This is Yinghun Mountain; I presume An Cai has mentioned it to you,” the Old Woman turned to look at Xu Sanyan.

“Yes, I have one thing I’m particularly curious about, Clan Chief, please enlighten me,” Xu Sanyan slightly cupped his hands.

“Speak,” the Old Woman laboriously lifted her eyelids, her dim pupils looking at Xu Sanyan, seemingly guessing what he was about to ask.

Xu Sanyan thought for a moment, organized his words, and said, “Your clan… are they considered the Human Race?”

Then he quickly waved his hands and said, “Please don’t misunderstand, I absolutely have no intention of offending.”

“Hehe… no matter,” the Old Woman smiled kindly, not minding, then turned to look at Yinghun Mountain, a deep reverence hidden in her eyes.

“Human… probably not.”

The Old Woman looked at the Seven-Headed Dog lying beside her, her aged hand stroking its body, “Actually, there’s no difference between me and it; we are both children of the dog god, just existing in the world in different forms.”

Xu Sanyan secretly thought, ‘As expected.’

The night before last, which was the night he first shared a room with Xun An Cai, he had already felt something was off.

Xun An Cai’s body structure was different from that of an ordinary person!

Who was Xu Sanyan? He was a man who had seen countless women; with one touch, he knew the ‘depths’ within.

Although Xun An Cai appeared outwardly the same as a normal woman, her internal structure was vastly different; perhaps calling them ‘demons’ would be more fitting.

And the so-called dog god might just be a powerful demon.

In other words, Xu Sanyan had actually been sleeping with ‘dogs’ these past two nights.

Of course, he didn’t mind; in this life, one should always be brave enough to try different styles.

The Old Woman spoke again, “The dog god bestows upon us wisdom and strength, and we offer our faith and loyalty.”

Then, pointing at the Seven-Headed Dog, “This is the precious treasure the dog god left us, and also our best brother; on the day every Dog Clan citizen is born, a dog will be born with him.”

The Old Woman gently stroked the Seven-Headed Dog’s body with soft eyes, “It will accompany us as we grow, we will become stronger together, grow old together, and when I die, it will also go with me, returning together to Yinghun Mountain, and once again embrace the dog god.”

Xu Sanyan looked at the Seven-Headed Dog, as if understanding something; these dogs were the embodiment of the Dog Clan people’s strength.

Xun An Cai had undergone three prayer ceremonies, so her dog was a Three-Headed Dog.

And this Old Clan Leader’s dog was a Seven-Headed Dog, which meant…

Holy crap!

Seven prayer ceremonies?!

Xu Sanyan’s pupils contracted; he suddenly looked at the Old Woman—she had likely undergone seven prayer ceremonies!

Xun An Cai, with only three prayer ceremonies, could beat him black and blue, so wouldn’t this Old Clan Leader, who had undergone seven prayer ceremonies, be able to crush him with a single finger?