I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons-Chapter 82: Jinlin Village! River God of the Jinlin River!

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Jinlin Village! River God of the Jinlin River!

"It’s good that they’re gone!"

Zeng Fan let out a huge sigh of relief, never wanting to see those Profound Bird Guard bastards again in his lifetime.

"Also, you all need to make clear orders."

"No one is to provoke the Shen Family. Otherwise, I’ll make sure they die without a trace of burying ground!"

As Zhao Sheng and his team were leaving, they specifically reminded Zeng Fan.

Zhao Sheng’s warning sent a chill through Zeng Fan, like cold wind piercing his bones, cold sweat dripping down his spine, soaking his official robes.

That is to say, there is a presence in the Shen Family that surpasses Blood Refining Realm Perfection, a master so high that even Zhao Sheng and his team wouldn’t dare to provoke.

Yunze County Jinlin Village, a turbulent river hundreds of yards wide wound through the endless plains like a giant dragon.

The river’s clear jade-green waters boiled magnificently, reflecting the blazing sun with golden glimmers.

Less than ten miles from this great river, a small town existed.

The town was hidden amidst lush green fields, connected to the outside world by only a broad and smooth cobblestone road.

Smoke lazily rose from the town, with streams of people coming and going.

At this time, four lightning-like figures slowly emerged on the distant horizon.

They rode their swift horses, the sound of hooves drawing closer and closer, advancing rapidly amidst the dust.

And these four people were none other than Lu Xuan and Zhao Sheng’s group.

"Mr. Xuan, that town ahead is called Taiping Town. Would you like to rest a bit? We’ll be passing Jinlin River soon."

After several days of travel, Zhao Sheng and the others learned Lu Xuan’s name.

Lu Xuan heard this, nodded slightly, his deep gaze fixed on the small town.

"Sure!"

Lu Xuan and Zhao Sheng’s group didn’t stop, smoothly entering the town.

Then they arrived in front of a small inn.

However, the inn’s unique features made Lu Xuan’s eyes light up.

The inn lacked wooden board enclosures on all sides, with only a solid wooden plank on the roof.

The inn’s sign was made of a worn wooden board, with crooked large characters inscribed.

Peace Inn.

Lu Xuan and Zhao Sheng randomly picked a spot at the edge of the inn and sat down, with Zhao Sheng immediately calling out, "Shopkeeper, quickly bring us some tea."

"Alright, esteemed guests, please wait a moment. It will be right up."

Sitting nearby, Qian Hao took off the bundle from his back and placed it onto the simple wooden table.

Qian Hao reached over and opened the bundle, revealing high-quality dried meats inside.

Lu Xuan, however, said nothing, sitting calmly to the side.

"Mr. Xuan, after crossing this Jinlin River, we will be half a day’s journey from White Dao Prefecture’s city."

"Mayor, I beg you, please spare our little Fatty, he’s still young, can I take his place in the sacrifice to the River God?"

"Hmm?"

Zhao Sheng initially wanted to say something, but was interrupted by this woman’s crying voice.

Zhao Sheng and the others turned their heads, locking eyes on the direction of the sound.

But Lu Xuan did not react, remaining expressionless as he savored his tea.

A team of men in uniform black attire approached on the distant street, their expressions cold and stern, seemingly on a ruthless mission.

Several men were each holding the hand of a clueless child, about seven or eight years old.

A woman dressed in white, with her dark hair styled into a woman’s bun, appeared.

She blocked the path of the team, followed by a burly man.

"Oh, martial master, you know the rules of Ping’an Town. Accept what fate has brought."

"You should take your wife away quickly, don’t let her disrupt our important task."

A man in a finely detailed brocade robe stood at the front of the group dressed in black, appearing around fifty or sixty years old.

The man seemed kind yet authoritative, with slightly graying hair, tall stature, and a plump physique.

The man was the mayor of Taiping Town, disregarding the woman’s pleas, focusing instead on the man behind her.

"Martial master, your family still has several children, which is quite fortunate."

"Some chosen families only have one child, yet they also comply with the greater good."

"The rule of Taiping Town is to draw 20 boys and girls annually as sacrifices to the River God of Jinlin River."

"Three days from now marks the annual time for the River God’s sacrifice in Jinlin River. No one can stop this major event."

"Three years ago, I was drawn, and still surrendered my own child."

"Martial master, is your family trying to disrupt the peace of Taiping Town?"

The mayor’s tone was incredibly gentle, as the martial master before him was a Bone Refining Realm Perfection martial artist.

A formidable strength that was second only to his own Bone Marrow Refining Realm capability.

The burly man behind the woman, upon the mayor’s reprimand, showed inner struggle and pain in his eyes, both unwilling and resigned.

His fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white from excessive force, muscles rising like peaks along his arms.

The woman standing ahead could sense the inner struggle and torment of her husband, already understanding the outcome.

"Sigh."

"I understand, Mayor!"

Then, the martial master stepped forward to embrace the woman, making way for the mayor’s team.

"Sigh, martial master, you know I don’t want to do this either."

"None of us can bear the consequences of defying the River God of Jinlin River."

The mayor commented with a sigh as he passed the martial master, leaving slowly under the woman’s eyes of despair.

Meanwhile, passersby on the street viewed this scene indifferently, as if it were a normal occurrence.

Zhao Sheng and his group, being martial artists of the Blood Refining Realm, possessed senses beyond ordinary people.

Despite the distance of several hundred meters, they heard everything.

Zhao Sheng’s group changed their expressions dramatically but quickly returned to normal, pretending not to know anything.

Damn it!

How could it be so coincidental!

To encounter the time when that creature of Jinlin River appears, what bad luck!

Zhao Sheng’s heart was like turbulent waves, hard to calm.

Regarding the creature hidden in Jinlin River, the Profound Bird Guard in the provincial city naturally knew well.

Because the county magistrate of Jinlin County had once reported to the Profound Bird Guard in the city, requesting them to swiftly kill the monster in Jinlin River.

However, the monster lurking in Jinlin River was a massive fish demon of Blood Refining Realm Perfection, with intelligence akin to a child.

This Blood Refining Realm Perfection large fish demon, relying on the terrain advantages of Jinlin River, could completely match an expert of Inner Qi Realm.

Thus, even their Lord Profound Envoy could not guarantee completely that it could be killed.