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Arriving at the Desolate Land once again, he was already familiar with the route. Ye Fan also walked in without much effort.
Upon entering the shrine, the damaged Holy Spirit of High Priest Pasteur once more appeared in front of him.
"With the God of Berserkers' blessing, I knew that Lord Sword God would definitely be able to do it."
"You said it easily, but I almost lost my life..."
Ye Fan took out the jar containing the Fire Lin Grass and said, "I've brought the Fire Lin Grass. The quantity is definitely enough. I'll give you the recipe for the Spirit Grass."
High Priest Pasteur smiled and said, "Lord Sword God, please be at ease. The will of the God of Berserkers must be fulfilled.
Next, please relax, I will send the formula directly into your mind. "
Ye Fan frowned, "Can't you just say it directly?" You still need to use your spiritual will to teleport? "
"Sir God of Swords, you might not know this, but this formula is extremely complicated and involves a lot of secrets. If you were to hear it directly, you might not be able to understand it.
You don't have to be too nervous, I am only a remnant spirit. With your strength, even if I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't be able to.
Furthermore, since you have helped us in the Wilderness, how could I do anything that would harm you? " Pasteur laughed.
Although Ye Fan was secretly vigilant, after careful consideration, this Pasteur really had no reason to cheat him.
Moreover, his current spiritual force had already advanced by leaps and bounds. Even when High Priest Pasteur was at his peak, he would not be afraid.
"Okay, I won't defend, just transfer it to me." Ye Fan said.
Pasteur happily nodded, and then the remnant spirit turned into a white light, entering Ye Fan's forehead.
Ye Fan felt that something had entered his spiritual world. Although he didn't know what it was, he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a kind of refreshing feeling.
Ye Fan was completely relieved. Closing his eyes, he carefully felt for a while. When he opened his eyes once again, he couldn't help but be startled!
"This is?!"
Ye Fan was surprised to find that not only did he have a lot of strange information in his mind, but there was also a mysterious person's spiritual imprint?
This spiritual imprint was a mass of mental energy, like someone setting up a "mental clone" in his mind.
Although compared to Ye Fan's own massive spiritual force, which was relatively weak and not enough to affect him, in the end, there was still one more foreign element!
"Damn it!" Pasteur! What do you mean!? What did you place in my Divine Sense!? " Ye Fan's eyes revealed a chill.
Pasteur's remnant spirit suddenly became extremely ethereal and weak, "Lord Sword God … What you have obtained from me is the inheritance of the High Priest, the God of Berserkers Mark … "
"What!?" Ye Fan was confused.
"The last oracle given by the God of Berserkers is to pass on the position of High Priest to you …
I also believe that you are the only savior and hope of the Wilderness.
Now that I've accomplished my mission, it's time to leave.
"Wilderness, Shrine, I am counting on you, High Priest Ye Fan..."
Before he finished speaking, Pasteur had already turned into countless specks of light and disappeared from the shrine.
Ye Fan's face was completely blank, he stood in place for a long time, still not daring to believe what he had just experienced.
"Hiss …" Ah... "My head hurts..."
Ye Fan gasped, and scratched his head, feeling his scalp go numb.
How did he become a High Priest of the Wilderness?
Although there were many capable people, he was way too busy!
They had just secretly done away with the imperial family of the Great Conquest. How could they have inherited the power of the Wilderness, the Great Hall of the Barbarian Desolate?
Didn't this mean that he was the sole ruler of the war and the center of power in the Wilderness?
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. He just wanted to get a prescription, why would he be so "polite"?
The point was, he didn't even have the chance to discuss it. If he was thrown this round at him, what did he care?!
After walking a few steps back and forth, Ye Fan discovered that this matter was actually within his expectations.
Think about it. The Priests of the Wilderness' Hall were all mysteriously killed by the mysterious person without anyone being able to succeed them.
The two largest tribes outside were focused on internal strife, so they were not good people.
Pasteur was on the verge of death. He couldn't even find a successor.
At this moment, he was the only hope left. If he didn't give the God of Berserkers Mark, who else could he give it to?
To put it bluntly, this could have been planned from the beginning! They were waiting for him to enter the trap!
In the dark, Ye Fan felt that this matter was suspicious from the beginning, but he temporarily couldn't think of a specific reason.
After Ye Fan calmed down, he carefully started to sort out all the information in his mind.
This included the management of the Wilderness Goddess Hall, its operations, information on various people and items. Of course, it also included the recipe that he wanted.
"This old man actually wanted me to find the Fire Lin grass. He's waiting for me here!"
Ye Fan discovered that the Fire Lin grass was actually the most precious medicine that could cure Su Qingxue's illness. As for the other herbs, they could be found in the Savage Tribe.
In other words, the two things he needed to do were to find the Barbarian King and inherit the position of High Priest!
As for this God of Berserkers Mark, Ye Fan discovered that it was basically a "communication device".
If there was an oracle, they would communicate with him, but normally, he would just leave it at that.
He could also use it to prove the identity of the High Priest …
"I can only do it in front of everyone. I will find a suitable person to hand over the throne to …"
Ye Fan shook his head. After all, he was the one who got the short end of the stick, and he was still the one who got the easy end of the stick.
The High Priest did not need to take care of any routine matters. He would not be a burden to Shi Mu. He could only maintain the stability of the Wilderness at critical moments.
Since he decided to become a High Priest for a period of time, Ye Fan also had to consider what to do next with the Temple.
The news that all the sage realm cultivators here had died naturally couldn't be leaked out, so it had to be kept a secret.
But as the newly appointed High Priest, he had to meet with the attendants of the shrine at least once, and give them some instructions.
Ye Fan activated the God of Berserkers Mark and used a special spiritual will to connect with the two protectors of the temple.
Before long, a man and a woman arrived at the shrine.
Just as they were about to pay their respects to the High Priest, they saw Ye Fan turn around, and were immediately stunned.
"Sir God of Swords?" A tall, thin man with dark skin and a turban over his head looked cautious. "How can it be you, High Priest?"
"The great god official has also disappeared without a trace. May I ask, Sir God of Swords, what exactly happened here?" A barbarian woman with a veil and braided hair also asked with a frown.
After Ye Fan received the inheritance, he knew a few of the main officials here.
The male Mu Ren was the Head of the Divine Hall's Demon and Ghost Face, and the female Nabucci was the Head of the Divine Hall's daily management.
As the two great protectors of the temple, both of them had the cultivation of Heavenly Emperors. Naturally, they knew about Ye Fan's appearance and also knew about the matter of the Sword God Shrine seeing the High Priest.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and said, "High Priest Pasteur and the Great God's official have already left the temple and won't be back …"
From now on, I am the High Priest of the Wilderness! "
Mu Ren and Nabu both revealed an incredulous expression, but even more so, suspicion!
"Sir God of Swords! You are not from the Wilderness, how can you be a High Priest? What happened to High Priest Pasteur!? " Mu Ren said with a serious expression.
Ye Fan knew that these two people would not easily believe him, so he activated the God of Berserkers Mark in front of them.
A golden rune appeared on Ye Fan's forehead, and Ye Fan's voice resounded in Mu Ren and Nabji's minds once again.
"So it's like this … Do you still not believe me? "
Mu Ren and Nabu's faces were filled with shock. However, the mark of the God of Berserkers could not be fake. No matter how confused they were, they had to admit that the God of Swords in front of them was the new High Priest!