Ella glanced at the spring in the spoon and took it silently.

"You see, we chose the night and thought you could bear the spring water during the day, right?" the priest continued to mock Ella, "You were wrong. Even during the day, the power of the spring water god is still strong. After drinking this bowl of water, you will only have half a day to live."

"You misunderstood. I chose the daytime just because there is this during the day."

Ella pointed to the sun in the sky, and then she smiled contemptuously at the priest:

"Can you ask another question? Since this water will die after drinking it, why do you think that the water at night is stronger than the water during the day? And it is the most powerful tonight? Are there people coming here to drink water at every time of the year and seeking death?"

The priest drank: "Of course it's because we priests can feel the magic of the God of Spring Water!"

"Is it you? But you can't even stop my fire."

The priest's voice paused for a moment, and then he said even more angrily:

"I really can't do it. But our great ancestors could perceive the changes in magic and pass on knowledge to this day!"

Ella smiled meaningfully: "So that's it. You are just hearing about it."

"It's useless to say more." The leader said calmly, "You and I are here to compete today. As long as you can withstand the magic of the God of Spring Water, we will admit that you are the real messenger. Drink the water quickly!"

"Of course, I'll drink this water."

Ella raised the water spoon as if she was about to drink the water immediately.

"Your Majesty?" Amy shouted aside with some anxiety. They didn't bring the antidote that Ella made last night. Now the only one in Amy's hand is Yang Sui. She doesn't know what it is. If you want to make fire, you don't need Yang Sui, just use her magic.

But when Ela heard a laugh, she didn't drink a drop of water, but put the water spoon on the ground.

"What are you rushing?" The priest's words were filled with three-point impatientness and seven-point smugness. "You won't remember to beg us for mercy now, right?"

"You are just hearing, but I can clearly feel the magic of the God of Spring Water." Ella said, "This magic is really very strong. If I just drink it like this, I will definitely not be able to bear it. So I can't drink it yet."

"It's useless to beg for mercy!" the priest scolded, "You have to drink this water today, and you have to drink it if you don't!"

"Since that's the case, I can only pray for the protection of the Feathered Snake God."

Ella sat down next to the water spoon with her eyes closed.

"In order to resist the magic of the God of Spring Water, I need some assistance from the branches and leaves of plants."

Amy had seen Ella make herbs for antidotes. After Ella said this, she immediately agreed: "Okay Your Majesty! I'll pick it right away!"

Unexpectedly, Ella raised her hand and stopped Amy.

"Amy, you cannot do it. You are the people of the Snake God, and these branches and leaves must be picked by the people of the Sequin God. This is necessary."

"We?" the leader snorted, "We don't know any herbs that can work. You must know that this is divine power, not toxins, and no medicine can work."

"Don't care about the types of plants. The God of Spring and the God of Feathers have made a covenant last night. The plants you collect will, for whatever reason, be the token of the God of Spring."

As he said that, Ella opened her eyelids slightly.

"Please don't be clever and pick poisonous plants. If someone tries to destroy the covenant between the two gods with the body of a mortal, he will be punished by God."

"What are you saying in a pretentious manner!" The priest jumped up in anger, "I have already said that, how could you, as an outsider, hear the voice of the God of Spring?"

"Of course." Ailamen replied without changing his expression, "because I am the one who is favored by the Feathered Snake God."

"I think you are waiting for me to ask what the 'covenant' means." The leader snorted coldly, "but I won't ask. Drink water, everything will be distinguished. If you are not a messenger of God, then I don't need to listen to your nonsense."

As he said that, the leader glanced at the warriors of the two tribes and signaled them to pick some herbs.

"Click some common leaves, which are not poisonous. I want to see what tricks she can play."

Not long after, a pile of branches and leaves of plants piled up in front of Ella, and there were about ten kinds of plants. It can be seen that the two tribes were indeed picking them at will. Amy looked at the pile of plants with concern. There was no herb that Ella made yesterday's medicinal herbs. She didn't know what Ella should do now.

But Ella took Yang Sui from Amy's hand and said to everyone:

"Now, I will borrow the power of the Feathered Snake God from the sun to let the God of Spring confirm my identity."

She adjusted Yang Sui's focus and pointed the light spot at the branches and leaves of the pile of plants. Then, she chanted from Ella's mouth that no one could understand.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Shu in Aila's hands. As before, neither Yang Shu nor Ella could exude any magic power. Only the sunlight was reflected by Yang Shu and shone on the ground.

The tribes already knew that the reason why Ella asked to change the competition time to day was to borrow the sunlight of the sun. But they could not understand what the sunlight could do. These tribes lived by the spring for generations, and all nearby plants had been confirmed to be unable to relieve the poison of the black spring. Moreover, these plants were collected by the tribes at will, and it was impossible to make a prescription. Will the nature of the sun be changed by shining with the sun?

I don’t know how much time has passed, a wisp of blue smoke rose from the pile of hay. After a while, a flame rose from it, and the collected plants were gradually drawn into the fire. Even though it was the second time I saw this "magic", the tribes were still surprised. Although the fire was not big, they only ignited the plants with sunlight, and no matter how many times they looked at it, they felt incredible.

After a while, the fire gradually became smaller, and the collected plants were burned into a pile of ashes and piled up on the ground.

"Your herbs have been burned!" The priest of the tribe laughed loudly, "It seems that your feathered snake god has not shown mercy for your subordinates!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's a plant or ash." Ella replied calmly, "The covenant has been established. Under the magic of the feathered snake god, the God of Spring has confirmed my identity. These plants that have turned into ashes will serve as witnesses of the covenant and help me accept the power of the God of Spring."

But Ella wrapped the wood ash on the ground with a piece of sackcloth. She placed a bowl under the sackcloth and poured the black spring water from the spoon very slowly, so that the water would drip into the bowl after passing through the wood ash. She repeated this step many times until the priest stopped it impatiently: "When are you going to drag the time there!"

“It’s OK now.”
Chapter completed!