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Chapter 569 - 360: Beichuan is Angry (Target of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

Chapter 569: Chapter 360: Beichuan is Angry (Target of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

Upon hearing the question from Beichuan Si, the young girl finally snapped back to reality.

But immediately after came a bout of crying,

"Great Ming Guangde Master she... she..."

Had something happened to Qiuxiao Yunai?

Beichuan Si’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace, instantly rushing out of the work area.

The moment he rushed out of the work area, Beichuan Si saw the crowd.

A circle of reporters and a crazed man who had already been pinned to the ground by several security guards.

The man on the ground laughed loudly, and even shouted frantically, "Church of Truth and Happiness above all!"

Looking at this man, the little girl held by Beichuan Si angrily said,

"It was him! Just when Great Ming Guangde Master came out, he suddenly rushed out from a corner... and then... stabbed the knife into..."

Beichuan Si didn’t need to hear the rest to know.

This man was a fanatic believer of the Church of Truth and Happiness... Because the Church of Truth and Happiness had publicly slandered Beichuan Divine Society during gatherings, therefore, seizing the timing of this event, they attacked Qiuxiao Yunai...

Beichuan Si’s appearance also attracted quite a bit of attention from those present.

Dressed in simple hunting attire and a plain, patternless white mask, one could tell from his body curves that he was a male.

Was this Beichuan God?

Some couldn’t help but think.

But most of the crowd’s attention was focused on Qiuxiao Yunai in the middle of the field, so Beichuan Si’s appearance only attracted the attention of some.

At this point, there was no choice but to send Great Ming Guangde Master, who was hosting the event, to the hospital.

Similarly, the event was doomed to fail.

Beichuan Divine Society would suffer a devastating blow.

After all, the entire Beichuan Divine Society had been running at full capacity for three days to organize this event, and now with Beichuan God having shown up, the initial mystique was significantly diminished...

From any angle, it was very detrimental for Beichuan Divine Society.

Beichuan Si squinted his eyes towards the spectator seats.

There, several members of the Church of Truth and Happiness were crammed together.

Crack, crack, crack...

His knuckles popped, his brows raised.

"Mr. Temple, our current priority is to rescue Miss Qiuxiao," Magong Yongshi promptly interjected.

"I know," Beichuan Si nodded.

He suppressed the surging anger in his heart, and after one last glance at those Church of Truth and Happiness members, he simply said to the crowd,

"Step aside."

His voice was not loud.

But for some reason, it exploded like a divine revelation in everyone’s ears.

Everyone was drawn to the young man in hunting attire, even the members of the Church of Truth and Happiness.

Especially that last look from Beichuan Si... they felt like a bloody hammer was hanging above their heads, ready to smash down at any moment.

A few reporters turned around dumbfounded, one of them hurriedly said, "We have people trained in first aid, and someone has already called an ambulance. Help should be arriving soon, in the meantime, let us..."

Before he could finish, Beichuan Si nodded and said, "Thank you, step aside."

His tone was even, revealing no emotion.

Hearing this from Beichuan Si, the reporters hesitated, their faces uncertain. However, they couldn’t resist the terrifying pressure from Beichuan Si and obediently cleared the way.

Even though they cleared the path, one reporter couldn’t help but mutter, "Fine, we’ll step aside... but we did everything we could for emergency measures! With so much blood loss, even if you take over now, all you can do is hope the ambulance arrives quickly."

Hearing this, Beichuan Si merely tilted his head.

It was his fault that Qiuxiao Yunai had suffered unduly due to Beichuan Divine Society being implicated in this incident.

For this... even if it were a bit embarrassing... what else could be done?

He paused, his voice steady as he said, "Who do you think I am?"

Beichuan God questioned in return.

His back straight.

Unnoticed, a pale golden aura had begun to swirl around him!

The reporter watched in terror as the pale golden glow flickered around Beichuan Si, momentarily at a loss for words.

There were no spotlights around now.

Neither above nor in all directions—it was just empty.

So...

Where was this pale golden aura coming from?

Under the watchful eyes of the reporters and thousands of believers, Beichuan God calmly turned around and looked at the believers, "Who do you think I am?!"

He posed the question powerfully!

Under his questioning, countless believers stood up.

They shouted in unison,

"Beichuan God!!!"

"Beichuan God!!!"

"Beichuan God!!!"

"..."

A terrifying momentum swept over everyone, and even the man from the Church of Truth and Happiness, who was pinned down, displayed an expression of disbelief.

Under such circumstances, could the opponent really take control of the whole situation?

Journalists raised their cameras toward the frenzied atmosphere surrounding them and also toward the Beichuan God!

If the other side could really resolve the situation in front of them... then this live broadcast would completely explode!

Beichuan Si disregarded those frantic shouts and the journalists’ thoughts as he bent down to look at Qiuxiao Younai.

Qiuxiao Younai was also looking at him.

Above her abdomen, there was still a blood-stained dagger with a pointed tip.

It hadn’t been pulled out, so it hadn’t increased the bleeding area, a bit of first aid knowledge that the reporters hadn’t lied about.

Qiuxiao Younai was gasping heavily due to substantial blood loss.

Yet even so, Qiuxiao Younai just moved her lips slightly toward him,

"I’m... I’m sorry..."

Tears seeped from the corners of her eyes.

Feeling greatly responsible for creating this difficult situation, her dream... her dream of expanding the Beichuan Divine Society...

At this moment, everything felt light and airy... just like her consciousness.

"It should be I who apologizes to you." Beichuan Si touched Qiuxiao Younai’s head, his gaze calm, "This time, you’ve suffered so greatly, I think... it’s indeed time to push forward the progress of the Beichuan Divine Society."

"What do you mean...?" Qiuxiao Younai struggled to ask.

"They want to see a miracle, don’t they?"

A stream of dark energy flickered through Beichuan Si’s eyes.

"Then let them see a miracle."

"What do you mean by that...?" Qiuxiao Younai was stunned for a moment—

Following that, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen!

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Beichuan Si actually pulled the dagger straight out!

As the area of bleeding increased, the originally slowing trail of blood began to spread again.

"What are you doing?!" A journalist shouted anxiously from behind.

They were keen on finding big news, but they were not about to watch the Beichuan God ’murder’ someone.

Just as they were about to rush forward to restrain Beichuan Si, a pale golden stream of energy suddenly filled the space!

Numerous streams of energy converged on Qiuxiao Younai’s abdomen.

Under the gaze of the camera and numerous believers, the horrendously gaping wound on Qiuxiao Younai’s stomach miraculously healed at an unbelievable speed!

No special effects, no slightest fabrication.

This was the miracle displayed before everyone—

The setting had quieted down now.

Everyone was watching the young hunter in the center, half-squatting.

Under these circumstances, Beichuan Si simply looked at the young girl he had brought over.

This young girl was completely dumbfounded.

Like everyone else, she had never expected that there could be real miracles in this world.

And the creator of this miracle was right in front of her.

Beichuan God draped his hunting garb over Qiuxiao Younai and then said to the young girl:

"The priestess can no longer recite the exorcism. You do it."

Everyone could hear it.

No one dared to speak.

They just watched the Beichuan God in the center, their emotions fluctuating with the young girl’s stuttering recitation of the exorcism:

"May the blessings of our God spread throughout humanity!"

"May the miracles of our God hover over humanity!"

"Our God... Beichuan God!"

"May this sentiment reach your intentions, beseeching to bestow divine revelations to guide us..."

Inside the venue, silence prevailed.

Everything was under the control of the miracle demonstrated by Beichuan God...

But Beichuan Si didn’t care about those.

Whether it was intentional or not, he was very angry.

Really very angry.

Now, he just wanted to find a church to pay homage...