When Beauty Meets Beasts

706 Grand Ceremony

Now that Shuang Yun and the children had returned home, they were only one step away from the goal of a family reunion.

Huanhuan went to Bai Di excitedly. “When are we going to bring Big White and Little White back?”

Bai Di said, “There’s no hurry. Let’s wait.”

“No, I’m in a hurry! I haven’t seen Big White and Little White in a long time. They might have forgotten about us.”

Just thinking about it made her heart ache.

Bai Di said, “We have to get Big White and Little White back, but before that, we have something to do.”

“What is it?”

“Have you forgotten? We haven’t held a ceremony for you to officially confirm your status as high priest.”

Huanhuan looked indifferent. “It’s just a ceremony. There’s no need to make it especially grand. Later, get Jiu Yuan to get someone to paste a few notices on the city’s bulletin board to tell everyone about me being the high priest.”

“Although with the school, many beasts in the city have learned to read and write, there are still many beasts who can’t read. Even if we post an announcement, they might not be able to read it.”

Huanhuan suggested, “We can find a few literate beasts to stand beside the noticeboard and read it out.”

“Does that mean they have to make an announcement each time a group of people comes to the bulletin board? Isn’t it troublesome?”

Huanhuan pouted. “But it’s not as troublesome as holding a ceremony.”

“There has to be a ceremony. That’s the rule. We can’t break the rules. Leave the ceremony to us. You don’t have to worry.”

Huanhuan insisted that the ceremony be simple.

But the ceremony that was organized by Shuang Yun, Bai Di, and the others was not simple at all.

On the day of the ceremony, the entire city was on holiday. All the beasts gathered in the square in front of the temple, and it was noisy.

The square was already filled with flowers, forming a sea of flowers.

Shuang Yun was wearing a golden crown that represented the royal family. He stood on the steps in front of the temple. His figure was tall and slender, and his short silver-white hair was neat. He looked like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed.

Chang Gu was also invited to attend the ceremony. He was wearing a very formal dark green robe today. He stood at the bottom of the steps. When Bai Di announced the start of the ceremony, Chang Gu beat the special animal hide drum.

The sound of old drums drifted over with an unusual rhythm. It sounded like immortal music from ancient times.

Xue Ling led many birds over from afar. Their colorful feathers attracted a lot of attention. They circled in the air, then landed gently to the rhythm of the drums.

Only then did Huanhuan appear.

The four Silvery Frost White Wolves walked toward the temple with their heads held high. Behind them was an exquisitely made carriage. The carriage was surrounded by white snow silk. When the wind blew, the snow silk rose, revealing Huanhuan sitting inside.

She was wearing the clothes she had used to dance the Dance of the Gods.

It was a white skirt and a black top. She had crystal chains around her ankles and wrists. Her long hair fell to her waist, and she was also wearing the white Prediction Mask. The only features of her that were exposed were her seductive eyes and the red lotus flower mark between her eyebrows.

Huanhuan knelt in the carriage with her hands folded in her lap. She looked elegant.

Any beast who saw her was impressed by her elegance.

Some bold children picked many flowers and threw them into the carriage excitedly. They shouted, “Priest, you’re so beautiful!”

It didn’t take long for the carriage to be filled with flowers.

Huanhuan sat among the flowers and still didn’t move. She didn’t move until the carriage stopped and Bai Di came forward to take her hand.

When she put her hand in his, he realized it was sweaty.

She was very nervous.

If someone could remove the mask on her face now, they would realize that her face was covered in sweat. It was all because of nervousness.

Bai Di took out a cotton handkerchief and carefully wiped her palm. “Don’t be nervous,” he said gently. “We’re here. It’ll be fine.”

“Mhm.”

Even so, Huanhuan was still extremely nervous.

There were beasts everywhere. Thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at her at the same time, not allowing her to make any mistakes.

But the more she didn’t want to make a mistake, the easier it was to make one.

Huanhuan accidentally stepped on her skirt when she got out of the carriage and almost fell. Fortunately, Bai Di caught her in time to prevent her from embarrassing herself in public.

Her face was red from nervousness and shame, and her eyes were even moist. However, because of the mask, no one realized her true situation.

In the eyes of all the beasts in the city, they saw the beautiful high priest get out of the carriage and walk toward the steps under the escort of her male beast mate.

Her long skirt left a winding trail behind her. Her petite figure finally climbed to the top and stood in front of the beast king, Shuang Yun.

Shuang Yun handed her the scepter that represented the power of the high priest.

The moment Huanhuan tightened her grip on the scepter, Chang Gu sped up. The rhythm of the drums became cheerful. Xue Ling also took out a flute and played a festive melody.

The birds spread their wings and flew up. They lingered above the temple. Their colorful feathers shone in the sun like a hundred birds looking at a phoenix. Their aura was shocking.

The beasts knelt down and shouted in unison.

“Greetings, High Priest!”

Huanhuan stood at the top of the tall steps. As far as the eye could see, there was a dense mass of heads below.

They were all citizens of Rock City and her people.

At this moment, Huanhuan suddenly understood why Xue Hui had risked everything to violate the contract.

It was indeed a wonderful feeling to stand on a high spot and look at the mountains.

It made people feel like they were high up in the mountain, and those ants crawling at their feet were all in their hands.

It made one feel just like a god.

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This feeling was addictive.

Huanhuan held Shuang Yun’s palm and felt the warmth from it. The nervousness and insecurity in her heart were finally relieved.

Although power was tempting, it was far inferior to a smile from her family.

The tree tribe also attended this ceremony.

The flowers at this ceremony were all personally nurtured by the tree people. Some of them even revealed their true forms and stood in front of the temple as trees filled with flowers.

This included the leader of the tree people, Ju An.

He had a lot of branches, and every branch was covered in pink flowers.

They were stacked together. From afar, they looked as brilliant and beautiful as burning clouds.

A breeze blew, causing the petals to fall. Suddenly, it was raining pink petals.

This moment was recorded in history and became a great ceremony for countless descendants to admire.

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Under everyone’s concerted efforts, the ceremony finally ended.

As the person involved, Huanhuan was already so tired that she was about to collapse.

She walked up to the second floor of the temple, took off her robe, and fell onto the bed. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.