Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Turning Danger into Safety, Sacrificial Ceremony
Huo Yunjie furrowed his brow tightly, constantly communicating with the Cold Light Sword through his Spiritual Sense, ready to escape with his two junior brothers if the situation worsened.
“Yun Jie, can you hear me?”
Just at that moment, Huo Yunjie suddenly heard Ye Feng’s voice in his ears.
His eyes widened in shock, startling the surrounding Sea People Tribe, who thought he was about to make a move.
“You don’t need to speak, just follow my instructions, and you can become friends with the Sea People Tribe and turn danger into safety,” Ye Feng’s voice continued.
Hearing this, Huo Yunjie let out a sigh of relief.
He knew it wasn’t an illusion; he really heard Ye Feng talking, and he was immediately struck with awe thinking how powerful Ye Feng must be to transmit his voice across thousands of miles from the Misty Sect.
“The Sea People Tribe loves to dance. In a moment, dance on the spot as I describe, and then tell them you are not an enemy but a friend.”
“The dance moves are simple; first do this, then that, and next… like this…”
Listening to Ye Feng’s description, Huo Yunjie’s expression became increasingly bizarre.
Would this dance not be an eyesore once performed?
“Hurry, do as I say!”
Ye Feng suddenly said sternly.
Startled by his tone, Huo Yunjie shivered, and the watching Sea People Tribe quickly tensed, thinking he was really about to strike.
“Big brother, what should we do?”
Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing’s faces turned stiff.
Without speaking out loud, Huo Yunjie transmitted his voice: “Just now, Sect Master Uncle sent me a voice transmission, telling me how to get out of this predicament. Both of you listen closely, follow my lead based on my facial expressions, do whatever I do.”
Hearing that Huo Yunjie received Ye Feng’s voice transmission, the two of them immediately inhaled sharply, thinking how incredibly strong the Sect Leader must be to send voice transmissions from such a distance.
“They’re taking deep breaths!”
“They must be gathering energy, a prelude to battle!”
“Everyone, get into formation!”
“Attack, attack, attack!”
Seeing the trio’s actions, the Sea People Tribe’s cultivators released their auras, ready for a desperate battle.
“Fellow Sea People, we are not enemies!”
At that moment, Huo Yunjie finally spoke, “I am a friendly friend of the Sea People Tribe, not an enemy. You have misunderstood.”
“Yes, this is a misunderstanding,” Qiao Jiaxi and Long Tianxing reacted promptly, also trying to persuade.
“Huh?”
The Sea People Tribe present exchanged glances, finding it difficult to believe.
How could these three strangers from the surface be their friends?
“How can you prove it?” a young Sea People girl holding a trident asked as she pointed it at Long Tianxing’s nose.
“I can prove it,” Huo Yunjie sheathed his Flying Sword, thinking of the Clapping Dance that Ye Feng had described, his face turning increasingly red.
It was embarrassment and shyness.
“How will you prove it?”
The Sea People Tribe’s strongmen bombarded with questions.
“Even though we come from the surface and are different from you, the Human Race, we too love to dance, especially the Clapping Dance!” declared Huo Yunjie, deciding to go all in, loudly.
“What, you also like to dance?”
“Father, he says he knows the Clapping Dance! That can’t be possible, right? That’s our Sea People Tribe’s secret, known only to our true friends,”
Huo Yunjie’s words immediately caused a stir among the Sea People Tribe.
Many of the Sea People Tribe’s cultivators relaxed their guard.
“I don’t believe it unless you perform it right here,” an elder of the Sea People Tribe said gravely, still holding his trident.
“Of course I will!” Huo Yunjie took a deep breath and, as if making a difficult decision, began to dance on the spot.
He would clap his hands in front of him, then spread his legs apart, then jump in place with his hands on his hips, and finally raise his hands over his head to clap loudly; he repeated these motions as if warming up.
“Ah, this…”
This eye-burning scene made Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi so embarrassed they could’ve dug out an acre of land.
They exchanged a glance, both looking utterly dejected.
Their gaze seemed to be asking each other:
“Are you going to dance?”
“I have my dignity, I’d rather die than dance!”
However, just as the two were indecisive, Huo Yunjie’s odd clapping dance had already attracted the surprise and joy of all the surrounding members of the Sea People Tribe.
“You like the Clapping Dance, we like it too, so we are friends now!” Even the Sea People elder put away his harpoon.
The Clapping Dance is a dance passed down from the ancestors of the Sea People Tribe.
In the Sea People Tribe, this dance is known to everyone, and once they come of age, they use this dance to express themselves when seeking a future mate.
The more standard and excited the dance, the more hearts from the Sea People Tribe one could capture.
“You are our friend, but these two aren’t dancing, so they must be up to something.” At that moment, one of the Sea People strongmen of High-Rank Demon General level pointed at Long Tianxing and Qiao Jiaxi.
“We love the Clapping Dance!”
Their will to survive soared, and they began to dance convincingly.
Seeing this, the Sea People completely lowered their guard.
“Turns out we’re friends, come on now, we’re just about to pick the Sacrificial God Fruit for the ritual, come and see!” The Sea People girl also completely let down her guard and even grabbed Long Tianxing’s sleeve as she spoke.
“Uh, sure, okay!” Long Tianxing agreed reluctantly.
Soon, the group descended to the ground and came to a sea island spanning several miles, sitting in strange buildings made of crystal and agate.
…
Seeing that Huo Yunjie and the others had averted disaster, Ji Ziling also breathed a sigh of relief and asked Ye Feng, “Sect Leader, how did you transmit your voice through the air?”
“Transmitting voice through the air, isn’t that a piece of cake?” Ye Feng replied, avoiding a direct answer.
This was taking advantage of a cheat provided by the System, not something to be shared.
Of course, relying solely on the System, it would be difficult to transmit sound over such long distances.
But each of the disciples had an Identity Token, and the Heaven-Asking Mirror could also transmit sound; therefore, combining the three, Ye Feng was able to make his voice resonate in Huo Yunjie’s ears without others noticing.
“However, it’s strange to say, jumping a mere Clapping Dance just like that and fooling them. It really is bizarre!”
Ye Feng remarked.
Ji Ziling chuckled, “Sect Leader perhaps doesn’t know that although the Clapping Dance is a bit odd, it’s significant in the Sea People Tribe for rituals, courtship, weddings, and such, and it’s a tradition passed down from the Sea People Tribe’s ancestors.”
“Alright then!” Ye Feng muttered.
No matter what, at least Huo Yunjie and the others were temporarily safe. He wondered if they would be able to bring back some Fire Dragon Fruit when they left.
…
The Underground Ocean World.
Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, and Long Tianxing donned odd-looking hats adorned with colorful leaves, their bodies draped in various gaudy, glittering gemstones, sitting on chairs carved from fish bones.
In front of them was an ancient altar.
The Sea People Tribe harvested the ripe Fire Dragon Fruit, mashed it into a paste, mixed it with powdered gemstones, and then poured it into the fish bone cauldron in the center of the altar.
“Dance!”
The beings of the Sea People Tribe gathered around, dancing the Clapping Dance around the altar. The Sea People children even pulled at Huo Yunjie and his companions, hinting for them to join in.
Despite feeling incredibly awkward and shy, the three started to dance.
“Respected Sea God, please once again open the path for the brave, and allow our warriors to ascend!”
The Sea People strongman of High-Rank Demon General level stood in front of the altar, devoutly knelt down, placed his hands on the ground, and exclaimed loudly.
Hum!
The fish bone cauldron suddenly vibrated, and the Fire Dragon Fruit paste erupted, bursting into flames that shot up into the sky, forming a staircase that extended upward for dozens of meters; at the end, a hazy cloud appeared, indistinct to the eyes.
Thump!
Qiao Jiaxi suddenly heard his own strong heartbeat.
He stared at the misty cloud, feeling a bloodline aura similar to his own, wide-eyed with astonishment.
That was… an Ancient Giant God Bloodline!