Who hid My Corpse!

The ceremony has begun.

Although at first, only the outer melody was played, making it inaudible in the dormitory, Hewinia could still sense the solemnity and gravity of it from the atmosphere around.

And the unsettling aura permeating the air.

According to Bai Wei, it was the power of the Holy Sound Master gradually awakening.

"You already have too many parts of me on you." Bai Wei said, "So your ability to perceive the Holy Sound Master is sharper than others. When the outer melody is about to end, the power of the Holy Sound Master will become more intense, and your perception will be clearer."

Hewinia nodded slightly, without speaking.

"So, have you decided to act according to that plan?" Bai Wei asked.

"Yes." Hewinia said, "That is the best timing."

"Honestly, I don't think so; I only find it crazy." Bai Wei said, "I can indeed help you bear part of the cost, but as for the rest, can you really withstand it?"

"I can." Hewinia replied briefly.

"...If you insist on this." Bai Wei tapped his finger, "Then I will cooperate with you."

"Thank you."

"Haha, after all, it's also for my sake."

After that, Bai Wei fell silent.

While Hewinia leaned over the desk, continuing to write letters.

On her left was a snoozing owl, and on her right were stacks of unread books.

Time was running out.

...

Ogg sat in front of a small house, staring blankly at the snowflakes drifting outside.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?" a rough voice came from behind, "Have you forgotten what day it is? Hurry up and get to work!"

Ogg snapped back to reality and hurriedly ran towards the man with the rough voice.

"Still waiting for a reply every day, huh?" The man was displeased with Ogg's behavior, "Don't forget that your current job is given by the Hailuo Family, by the young miss. Otherwise, you'd still be a breeding stud in the Seed District. Don't be ungrateful, working hard to live up to the young miss is what you should do!"

Ogg dared not talk back.

And the man didn't know, the person constantly writing letters to Ogg was their "young miss."

They always thought it was a little lover of Ogg's at the academy, hence their displeasure—everything you have is given by the young miss. Even if you aren't grateful, writing back to a little lover during the job given by the young miss?

You've really been spoiled.

Of course, they only complained, because from all aspects, Ogg was very hardworking. Plus, with the "young miss" connection, no matter how deep it was, they dared not bully Ogg too much.

And today was indeed an important day.

The ceremony was about to begin.

Though in terms of distance, those far in the Seed District had little connection with the ceremony held on the Holy Mountain.

But the reason the ceremony was said to be the most important ritual of the Holy Sound was because it transcended distance.

During the ceremony, the melodies dedicated to the Holy Sound Master would be carried into the Divine Country by the Master's power, and then scattered over the entire Holy Sound Land by the Holy Sound Master.

Just like the everlasting drifting snow of the Holy Sound.

The melodies would hide in the snowflakes, falling piece by piece, so even the most remote areas of the Holy Sound could potentially hear those notes dedicated to the Master.

Those notes were regarded as the Holy Sound Master's "blessings" for mortals, and those who received this "blessing" would have their fate changed.

So, during the ceremony, most people would stop their work, even the Low Rank breeding studs and dams in the Seed District would do the same.

The Hailuo Family's Seed District, where Ogg was, was no exception. With Hewinia's help, he successfully avoided the fate of a breeding stud and became part of the management of the Hailuo Family's Seed District.

"The ceremony has begun!" the rough uncle from before shouted loudly, "Begin listening to the Holy Sound!"

Under his shouts, people put down their work, walked out of the houses, knelt toward the direction of the Holy Mountain, folded their hands, and began to devoutly listen to the Holy Sound.

At this moment, it seemed as though everyone was equal.

But in fact, the managers of the Seed District were wearing thick cotton coats, with raging bonfires beside them, and countless food around the bonfire.

While those Low Rank breeding studs and dams were either wearing only single garments or were simply naked.

They also knelt in the snow motionless.

Ogg observed all of this.

He pressed his lips together and still did not kneel with everyone else, instead, he took off his clothes and walked to the nearby few children who were only a few years old, draping his clothes over their thin kneeling bodies.

"Ogg!" The rough man saw this scene and said displeasedly, "What are you doing?! Get over here!"

"Oh oh, coming, I'm coming." Ogg immediately jogged back.

At this moment, a drifting snowflake quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, finally turning into a pure white "elf."

Ogg's eyes lit up.

It was an owl.

The owl landed on his arm, familiarly making "coo coo coo" sounds, attracting everyone's attention.

"Ah, sorry, I'll go reply to a letter and be right back." Ogg noticed the rough man's face growing more displeased, so he kept retreating, "I'll be right back."

Then he went inside the house with the owl.

"What a lunatic." The rough man cursed loudly, "The ceremony is about to begin, not listening to the Holy Sound, still here... Ah, I hear it, I hear it!"