#200 - The cursed tree

After Moon finished selecting, with a clear direction, the Spirit Tree Great Shaman's testing became much faster.

After using up the tenth leaf, the tribal shamans became somewhat excited.

Ten young shamans, this was the most shamanic talent detected in over a decade.

Each of the chosen children was also very excited.

After confirming that they possessed shamanic talent, they walked up to Moon one by one and respectfully saluted.

"Thank you, High Priest."

"Thank you, High Priest, I will be loyal to you for life."

After a 16-year-old child said the words of loyalty, the young shamans behind him also expressed their views.

Some of the younger shamans even wanted to kneel down and kiss Moon's boots.

This made Moon, who had seen the world, a little overwhelmed.

"No need to do this, you just need to study witchcraft properly in the future."

Moon hurriedly bent down and pushed away a little boy who was about to put his mouth close to his boots, then hurriedly took a few steps back.

"High Priest, this is the respect you deserve!"

Lang noticed that Moon kept trying to step back, so he came over and firmly held his shoulders.

"If you hadn't discovered their talents today, then they would have only been ordinary people for the rest of their lives, and would never have been able to enter the world of witchcraft, so you deserve their highest respect."

"I know this is respect, but there's no need to kiss the boots, right?"

Moon didn't think he had done anything great.

He just took a look and pointed them out from the crowd.

To Moon, eating was more troublesome than this kind of thing.

Seeing the young shamans wanting to gather around again to bow down, Moon hurriedly spoke again.

"Hugs, handshakes, even bows are fine."

Moon never thought that shamans were so noble, especially influenced by another world.

Moon clearly knew that people were completely equal, even ordinary people should be like this when facing shamans.

Of course, in this world, because shamans possessed more powerful power, this inevitably caused ordinary people to have various emotions such as awe, fear, and respect.

Especially in the hearts of the tribal children, they had been instilled from a young age that shamans needed to protect the tribe, so they deserved more respect.

With this concept, the tribal children naturally hoped to become shamans.

And Moon's finger just now truly determined their future path in life.

At Moon's insistence, Lang no longer struggled, and the young shamans all came up to hug Moon one by one.

It was just that Moon's shoulders were quickly soaked with their tears.

"Alright, stop crying, you are very lucky to have been chosen by the High Priest."

Great Shaman Hai Lan noticed that these children's expressions were very excited, so he came out to help Moon out of the situation.

In addition to these young shamans being more excited, those children who were not selected also stared at Moon with burning eyes.

They now hoped that the agile and slender finger could point in their direction.

Grandma Spirit Tree Great Shaman also sensed the gazes of these children, she took the leaves and found Moon.

"High Priest, are there any more?"

"No, just these 10."

Seeing Moon shake his head, the children who were not pointed out lowered their heads in disappointment, and one or two even started to cry silently.

"In fact, according to the number of shaman awakenings in the tribe over the years, this time has far exceeded the past, so everyone doesn't need to worry too much. With the High Priest here in the future, we won't miss any child."

Great Shaman Xingmang's words were very subtle.

It was estimated that only the three Great Shamans and Moon knew what he meant by this sentence.

The people of the tribe carried a vicious curse on their bodies,

As long as this curse was not lifted, then the inheritance of the tribal shamans would be in danger of being cut off.

And to let the inheritance of the tribal shamans be cut off, the best way was naturally to prevent the talents of the young shamans from being discovered.

Great Shaman Hai Lan also noticed the sad emotions spreading in the crowd, he came out and shouted loudly.

"The people of the tribe shed blood but not tears, what's the use of crying? What you have to do now is to live well, grow up well, and have more children. As long as the High Priest is here, he will never miss any of your future children."

Great Shaman Hai Lan's words didn't seem to be very effective for these children.

Only one or two slightly older teenagers could understand the meaning in his words.

Most of the children couldn't help but sob there.

"Stop crying, children, go back to the cabin, in fact, ordinary people and shamans are the same, they are all working hard for the future of the tribe."

When Grandma Spirit Tree Great Shaman spoke, she should have added some kind of magic to it.

Even when Moon heard this sentence, his mood was unconsciously calmed down.

As for those children without magical talent, after hearing this sentence, they wiped away the tears on their faces and walked towards the cabin in a line.

Seeing their companions who came with them return to the cabin helplessly, the young shamans who were selected looked at Moon with even more respect.

They knew that from now on, they would embark on a different path.

Moon didn't pay attention to the eyes of these young shamans, after everything was over, he walked straight to the Spirit Tree Hut.

"Great Shaman, can I take a look at this leaf?"

After hearing Moon's request, the Spirit Tree Great Shaman immediately opened the box without any hesitation.

"This is the leaf of our tribe's Spirit Tree, some will fall every time we sacrifice, and these were also collected by me last night after the sacrifice."

There were still three leaves in the box, Moon listened to the Great Shaman's explanation while picking up a leaf and placing it in his palm.

As soon as he touched the leaf, Moon felt a warm, vibrant warmth coming from it.

However, this warmth gradually cooled down, and then a stinging sensation also came from the palm of his hand.

"Has it been cursed too?"

The 'it' that Moon was talking about was naturally the Spirit Tree that produced the leaves.

Moon was very familiar with this kind of tree species, when he was choosing wand materials at Ollivander's, he was chosen by a willow wand.

Later, the wand he made for himself also came from a huge willow tree.

So when this willow leaf fell on Moon's palm, he could clearly feel that the other party had a feeling of weakness, helplessness, and barely support.

"That's right, Erebus's curse has already affected the Spirit Tree. Even though I have been trying my best to maintain it, the Spirit Tree has completely fallen asleep, and these leaves are likely to be the last stock for the next three years."

Hearing Grandma Spirit Tree Great Shaman say this, Moon very carefully put the leaf back into the box and sincerely handed it back to the other party.

However, the Spirit Tree Great Shaman didn't take it, but instead pushed it directly to Moon.

"It's okay, you can just take it if you like it. Although these leaves used to be very precious to us, now that you're here, these things are no longer needed."

After just experiencing 10 tests, Moon's abilities had been affirmed by a group of tribal shamans.

Especially that casual and extremely accurate selection method made the shamans know that Moon was far more worthy of cherishing than the Spirit Tree.

"That's right, High Priest, you can play with these little things as much as you want in the future."

Great Shaman Hai Lan said very readily from the side.

In his opinion, Moon's magical combat strength had far exceeded his expectations.

Now he had solved the problem that had been bothering them for a hundred years in one fell swoop.

This made him even more certain that Moon was the heir of the High Priest.

Hearing the Great Shamans say this, Moon also took the leaves over without being polite.

He was currently studying alchemical runes, and the runes on this willow leaf were just useful to him.

However, besides being interested in the leaves, Moon wanted to see the Spirit Tree in the mouths of the tribal shamans even more.

"Grandma Great Shaman, can I go see the Spirit Tree?"