Wu Fa, Wang Cai, Cui Chong, and the others all smiled fondly. They adored the little one, and it had to be said that a cute little girl naturally had an advantage.
"We now announce that the competition has resulted in a tie for first place."
Huangfu Huisheng and the others were dumbfounded. Are you kidding me? A tie for first place? But then again, the female shaman did succeed. Although the medicinal mud was disgusting, it was indeed effective.
"I will give this little friend *The Huangdi's Canon of External Medicine*," Wu Fa announced. He couldn't call her his granddaughter, worried that members of the Zong Faction or even Wu Dao's people might be present. The conflict in the Ghost Valley was truly terrifying. Many systems, if passed down from ancient times without adapting and still clinging to old customs, were now nothing but decayed traditions. Ghost Valley, with its endless struggle between factions... In his eyes, that particular rule had rotted to its core long ago. What era was this? Who still clung to those ancient ways?
"I will also give this female shaman *Thirteen Treatments for Shamanic Healing*," he added. "I believe this is what you both need."
The little one and the female shaman both nodded. The little one planned to give the book to Wu Tian. That way, she could tell him they were even, and he should stop trying to take advantage of her by asking for massages.
The female shaman, however, was overjoyed. She finally had a chance to revive the art of shamanic medicine!
Wu Fa carried the lost medical texts on his person, tucked into a large inner pocket of his suit that was more than spacious enough to hold a few books. After handing them to the female shaman and the little one, Wu Fa urged, "Cherish them. This is the precious wisdom of our ancestors."
The female shaman and the little one nodded.
Suddenly, the female shaman put away *Thirteen Treatments for Shamanic Healing*. She looked serenely at the little one beside her and chuckled. Her facial muscles were so stiff that it was a laugh without a smile. "Little one, would you like to learn shamanic medicine? I can take you on as my disciple, or… accept you on behalf of my master."
Qin Yuhan, Wu Tian, and Murong Yezi all stepped forward.
"I refuse," the little one said, having already made up her mind as she vigorously shook her cute little head.
"All right then." Seeing this, the female shaman sighed, her eyes filled with disappointment, but she still forced a smile. "It doesn't matter, little one. I rarely respect practitioners of Chinese medicine. They are often self-important charlatans, but you are different. I hope we can meet again."
The little one was disappointed. You're not going to make things difficult for me? She had been hoping the shaman would give her a hard time. It would have been a perfect chance to put her in her place and teach her a lesson, but unexpectedly, nothing happened!
The female shaman was baffled. Why is the child unhappy that I'm not making things difficult? The world of children is so hard to understand.
Chuckling to herself, she left.
By then, Wu Tian, Qin Yuhan, and Murong Yezi had reached the little one's side.
"Congratulations," said Qin Yuhan. "You're the champion."
"Hugs," the little one demanded, haughtily stretching out her arms.
Qin Yuhan happily scooped her up. Her daughter is so young, yet already so brilliant. I adore her beyond words!
"Champion!"
"Champion!"
"Champion!"
At the same time, deafening cheers erupted from the audience. Countless people's faces flushed with excitement, especially the women. The little one was so cute and impressive that many of the younger ladies wanted to rush up and plant a few kisses on her cheeks. The journalists were also snapping pictures wildly. They didn't care about the shaman woman; it couldn't be helped, as looks were what mattered. In an instant, the entire square was engulfed in a sea of excited noise.


VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy