The Divine Path

Old Yu fell silent for a moment before he slowly said:

"This method was called the 'River Sacrifice Disaster Relief Method.' A passing Fisher Cultivator told me about it..."

"That day, I was fishing in the river when my boat suddenly sank for some reason—most likely it had struck a reef on the riverbed, or bumped into the sharp horn of some kind of Water Monster..."

"In my life, I'd heard no end of Fisher Cultivators losing their lives because their boats sank in the river."

"At the time, I panicked and swam desperately toward the shore, but just as I'd gotten halfway, a Water Monster set its sights on me..."

"Just when I thought I was about to lose my life in the Yanshui River, a passing Fisher Cultivator wounded that Water Monster and dragged me, by sheer force, all the way to the bank..."

"Only then did I manage to keep this old life of mine..."

Old Yu sighed. Even now, lingering fear still gripped his heart.

Mo Hua's gaze sharpened, and he asked, "What did that passing Fisher Cultivator look like?"

Old Yu thought for a moment. "He was someone used to going into the water, with excellent swimming skills. His skin was completely pale, like a white fish from the river. His eyebrows were very faint, and he looked a little strange, but after looking at him for a while, you'd feel he had kind brows and kindly eyes..."

Mo Hua's eyes darkened slightly.

River-Crossing Dragon...

"And then?"

"Then..." Old Yu pondered. "I was endlessly grateful to him and said I wanted to repay him, but he waved his hand and said something like... oh, we all make our living in the water, so when someone's in trouble, we ought to help each other. It was