They called him the River God, but deep down, many people knew he was merely a monster living in the water.
A monster that could whip up wind and waves and flood their rice paddies.
Su Jiu and Yun Huanling had watched the entire incident unfold, then asked the villagers what had happened here.
A male villager wearing a straw hat shook his head. "Millet Village holds a River God Sacrifice every three years. The offerings are girls under fifteen. This year, it was the Liu Household's turn, wasn't it? I suppose it's all fate. If we don't make the sacrifice, the River God will get angry and flood Millet Village. How could ordinary folk like us withstand a disaster like that? Just one flood could leave us going hungry for the whole next year.
"I advise you outsiders to leave right away, especially girls your age. After what happened today, I'm afraid quite a few girls under fifteen will be targeted. An outsider like you would be the ideal choice. They wouldn't have to worry about offending the villagers, and they wouldn't feel guilty, either."
Yun Huanling inwardly rolled his eyes. Anyone who can tie up this little devil deserves to be called a true warrior.
"Sacrificing girls under fifteen? That's utterly depraved! I remember this area being under the Heavenly Dawn Sect's jurisdiction. Has none of you reported it?" Su Jiu's voice was unusually cold. Clearly, she had nothing but contempt for the villagers' conduct.
"Why would those immortal masters bother with the petty affairs of mortals like us?"
Su Jiu frowned. "But from everything you've said, this is already beyond what mortals can handle, isn't it?"
The man smiled bitterly. "What difference does that make? I've seen plenty of people in cultivators' robes come here, but they