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Chapter 62: Battling the River God
Chapter 62: Battling the River God
Shuiyun Township, Fishing Village.
In the midst of the roaring Yangchun River, the villagers held torches, illuminating the pitch-black night.
Flames and shadows intertwined.
Their faces flickered with uncertainty, silently gazing forward, their pupils reflecting the dancing flames, with a hint of fanaticism.
A group of robust young men held fishing spears, pressing the sharp ends against the chests of several severely wounded Zhengmosi officers.
Liu Xiuje and Liao Er lay on the ground, panting heavily, their eyes unfocused, and their minds clouded.
Matao fared worse; skilled in close-quarters combat, his entire body was now shattered, and his long robe was stained red with thick blood, his breath barely detectable.
They couldn't understand what temptation could drive a River God, who had painstakingly built its reputation over hundreds of years and shed its demonic name, to suddenly riot and attack Zhengmosi officers.
Unlike other demonic beings.
The River God was deeply revered by the common folk, and having stayed in this place for so long, one could say that Shuiyun Township was the River God's 'territory' as tacitly allowed by Zhengmosi.
As a price, even if it didn't take action itself, the court could hold it accountable for any mishaps in the area.
This was why Li Mujin had gone to wait at the temple upon her arrival, despite her distaste for this River Demon. It was, after all, still considered a 'friend'.
For it to commit such an act, unless it hid in the water for the rest of its life, it would face certain death!
Four hundred years of patience, all for naught, just to kill a few officers who came to observe the sacrifice?
It made no sense...
"Haha! Let me show you how these dog-skinned officers behave!"
Meng Xian's excitement made his breathing heavy, and he stepped on Li Xinhan's shoulder, embroidered with golden threads of a fierce wolf.
The Three-Tattooed Officer, now in the Jade Liquid Realm, had already fainted from the immense pain, his arm twisted into a spiral, white broken bones protruding from the flesh, a gruesome sight.
Not long ago, he had been evacuating the crowd and using his aura to resist the surging river water.
Seeing Meng Xian's actions, the other fishermen's hands trembled slightly as they gripped their fishing spears.
Though they had grown up under the River God's protection, they still held a hint of reverence for the court.
Disliking the Zhengmosi officers didn't mean they dared to insult them, and they secretly felt there was no need for such an action.
Moreover...
They all looked up.
Outside the River God Temple.
Li Mujin stood there, slightly weary.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her usually languid and charming face now looked sickly pale. After a long while, she spoke softly, "Hey, are you about to give up? If you can't hold on, just don't force yourself."
Opposite her, a short sword was embedded in the belly of the green-robed woman.
The River God lowered her gaze, expressionless, staring at her abdomen. Then, a smile crept onto her lips.
She reached out, her white fingers gripping the hilt, and slowly pulled the sword out.
A slight discomfort crossed her face as the blade slid out of her writhing intestines. With a release of her grip, the short sword fell to the ground.
The River God's voice was gentle, "I'm waiting for him to return. What are you waiting for?"
Upon hearing this, Li Mujin also remembered the previous black wind.
She pondered for a moment and said calmly, "It's too far-fetched."
The River Demon seemed injured, its essence depleted, and it could barely exert half of its strength.
But the depth of its Jade Liquid Realm was too profound, and to have injured it even slightly was already the limit of what she could do.
"You're shaking in your boots!" Meng Xian slapped the man next to him and snatched the fishing spear from his hand.
His face contorted with ferocity, his excitement causing his entire body to tremble, and he shouted hoarsely, "Kill these Zhengmosi lackeys for our River God!"
Roaring, he strode towards the woman.
The village elder had been silently standing by, a hint of mockery on his lips as if he were watching an entertaining spectacle.
Seeing this, the old man's calm demeanor suddenly shattered.
This brat, a Demon Suppressing Bureau Captain fighting the River God, and you, a mere mortal, think you can get involved? Even if the Li woman's injuries are severe, standing there motionless, she could crush you with just a pinky finger!
He hurriedly leaned on his cane and went to stop him.
But before he could even take a step forward...
Li Mujin turned around and looked back, seeing Meng Xian screaming as he thrust the fishing spear towards her.
She slightly lowered her head, and her disheveled long hair gently brushed against her, "So annoying."
As she spoke, her tall and voluptuous figure collapsed like a broken kite.
Compared to the river demon, she was already exhausted, barely holding on with the last of her strength.
In her field of vision, Meng Xian's ugly face was filled with beastly frenzy, his screams growing louder and filled with fervor. He was about to prove himself before the River God.
Pfft!
His facial expression froze, holding the fishing spear high, and from his open mouth, a straight black sword quietly emerged.
Blood gushed from his throat, filling his entire mouth, and then it was all sucked away by the blade.
"..."
Li Mujin lay on the ground, and in her hazy vision, a familiar figure appeared.
Her breath was weak, and she couldn't speak.
She could only watch as the tall figure casually pulled the long sword out of Meng Xian's skull.
The handsome face was stained with blood, and the dark red ink-colored robe fluttered.
The figure slowly approached, stepping over Meng Xian's corpse and then over her own body.
"..."
The River God stood with her hands hanging, staring at Shen Yi in a daze.
Her dignified and noble expression was quickly replaced by tension, "Why did you come back, and where is he?"
She anxiously looked behind the figure, seeing the path lit by torches, empty and desolate, "I've gathered the treasure medicine for him, but where is he?"
As she searched frantically, the River God suddenly caught a whiff of a very familiar scent.
Her gaze slowly fell upon Shen Yi, and her eyes locked onto the spot on his robe where he kept the demon core. As she breathed, anger surged onto her face, "You're asking for death!"
Hiss!
Shen Yi suddenly took a step forward, and with a powerful swing, his sword slashed down!
The Greedy Wolf Evil Extermination technique, honed to perfection, was unleashed.
The blade sliced through the sky, like a soul-stealing scythe in the dark night.
In her fury, the River God didn't even try to dodge, and as she lifted her palms, two crystal-clear streams of water appeared out of thin air, transforming into chains that bound the sword.
The unstoppable black blade suddenly stalled in the gentle water flow, and the blood threads on its sharp edge were washed away.
Already exhausted, she held nothing back at this moment.
Her fingers formed another stream of water, which she turned into a whip and viciously lashed towards the youth!
"I'll flay your skin and break your bones to honor the spirit of the Dragon Lord!"
The sound of breaking wind was like thunder, and the water whip slashed down with ferocity, like a snake emerging from its hole, determined to peel off a layer of flesh from the youth.
Shen Yi released his grip on the sword, allowing it to be bound in mid-air, and his figure suddenly became elusive.
Stepping on the White Ape Playing with Serpent Steps, he clenched his fists tightly.
He approached the green-robed woman, within a foot of her, his eyes cold and piercing.
The woman's body was covered in intricate veins that became clear before his eyes.
Pulse Severing Dragon Capture!
His fist, as white as jade, slammed into the River God's face, which was once so delicate.
The next moment, without the concealment of demonic power, greasy fat flesh bloomed on her face.
Four hundred years of nourishment and the Demon Suppressing Bureau's neglect had turned the once kind River God into a fat pig.
(End of Chapter)
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