Wu Fang: "...You've really seen through life, haven't you?"
Wen Xu neither confirmed nor denied it. "Right now, the village and the town are completely cut off from each other. The villagers cannot enter the town, and the people in the town cannot leave. Perhaps this is a relatively safe protective mechanism. From the villagers' perspective, as long as they do not enter the town, they can avoid becoming monsters. They only need to sacrifice one human life each year to get what they want. That is quite a good bargain."
"And from the townsfolk's perspective, they are monsters—outcasts no longer accepted by the villagers. The town forbids them from leaving, which preserves the population to the greatest extent and ensures the town can function normally."
Wen Xu paused for a moment before finally saying, "But from the perspective of the 'god,' I think it is making a losing deal."
"Why?"
"It lets the villagers take whatever they want from it, yet its Divine Temple could be destroyed by Chen Zui with a single slash. Even if it was merely a clay body beyond its true form, it was enough to prove that the villagers' offerings had done it no good. On the contrary, the villagers were more like locusts, sucking away its energy."
The "Master Ghost" mentioned by that waiter still bothered Wen Xu greatly. A title like Master usually referred to an accomplished expert. Only if such an expert had met with misfortune and died could they possibly be called a Master Ghost. In a place with customs this fierce, even a master renowned across the world probably could not save many people.
Not only would he fail to save them, he might even lose his own life.
"Of course, all of this is only my speculation. What