Chapter 1329

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The lake water moved.

Starting from the center of the lake, ripples spread across the surface in great circles.

Immediately after, the entire lake began to flow backward.

Countless tiny silver waves bloomed on the lake surface, each emitting a "hum hum" sound that made the pebbles on the shore tremble slightly.

The sky quickly darkened.

Wind blew from the lake surface, carrying a strong fishy coldness.

Then, a blue light pillar shot into the sky, the lake water as if torn open, rolling toward both sides to reveal a bottomless vortex.

Bi Bo Jun's figure slowly rose from the vortex.

He stepped barefoot on the lake surface, walking toward the shore step by step.

With every step, a crystal stairway was paved beneath his feet.

Though he did not deliberately release any pressure, over ten thousand people of both tribes felt their chests sink, not daring to breathe.

After Bi Bo Jun went ashore, his gaze fell below the statue.

He first looked at the male shaman, then at the female witch, then at the piece of beautiful jade held up by both of them.

After looking, the habitual fake smile on his face suddenly froze for an instant.

"Why is there only one piece?"

Hearing this, the male shaman and the female witch exchanged a glance.

The male shaman forced himself to steady his mind, stepped forward, and bowed: "Reporting to Bi Bo Jun, beautiful jade is now hard to find."

The mountain jade has been exhausted, and water jade is scarce.

The two tribes gathered for a whole year and only obtained this one piece.

Therefore, this year we can only offer one piece of beautiful jade.

If you permit, in the future also..."

"Also what?"

The male shaman bit his tongue and said with a stiff scalp: "In the future we will also offer only one piece!"

Facing this answer, Bi Bo Jun said nothing more.

Those standing nearby found that the smile on his face was like frozen water, motionless.

After a while, Bi Bo Jun's gaze moved from the male shaman's face to the female witch's face, then slowly swept over the Bi Tribe Chief and the Bo Tribe Chief, then swept over the dense crowd.

Wherever his gaze reached, no one dared to look up.

Everyone bent their waists, like weeds bent by the wind.

Only two people remained standing.

They stood at the innermost side of the crowd.

One on the left and one on the right, they just looked straight at him.

"Hmph!"

Bi Bo Jun gave a cold snort, then raised his right hand.

The piece of beautiful jade that the two tribes had gathered for a year flew out from the hands of the male shaman and the female witch, landing in his palm in an instant.

Bi Bo Jun first weighed it, then closed his five fingers.

Click!

The jade shattered.

The fragments fell through his fingers rustlingly, like sand scattered on the ground.

"It was I who gave you fertile soil, water conservancy, survival, and value!"

"Can you not even satisfy this small request?"

Hearing this, no one dared to speak.

The people of both tribes knelt all over the ground.

Even the male shaman bent his waist to the extreme, not daring to move again.

To be fair, offering one piece of beautiful jade a year is actually not excessive anywhere under any god's jurisdiction.

Some gods require boys and girls every year.

Some gods require eating living spirit flesh.

Bi Bo Jun only likes beautiful jade, and has never made things difficult for the mortals on both banks.

This requirement for this piece of jade is not high!

The difficulty lies in the quality.

Previously, with larger quantities, searching was easy.

Each side offering one piece was relatively easier.

But as quantity and quality declined, it has become harder to find year by year.

If two more pieces are offered this year.

Either, soak mountain jade in human blood again.

Either, let sailors dive deeper to fish again.

However, no matter which choice, it's filling it with one's life!

"Looks like your days are still too comfortable."

"Look at those gods outside—which one of them puts mortals in their eyes?"

"I gave you enough dignity, yet you don't give me dignity!"

Bi Bo Jun lowered his head, his gaze falling once more on the male cover.

At this moment, the male cover's clothes were already soaked through, beads of sweat trickling down his spine, his whole person like someone fished out of the water; he gritted his teeth and said: "Bi Bo Jun above, fine jade is indeed hard to find now, absolutely no intention of disrespect toward you……"

"Hard to find?"

Bi Bo Jun said playfully: "But wasn't that piece of blood jade last year quite easy to find?"

That's right, making fake blood jade takes time!

What's more, it's made with human blood!"

Upon these words, the male cover was struck as if by lightning.

The jade miners of the Bi Tribe, one by one, had faces white as paper.

Xu Zhangqing's eyebrow twitched.

Zhang Daoxuan also narrowed his eyes.

They hadn't expected Bi Bo Jun to flip the table.

And indeed, the other party had seen through the authenticity of that piece of blood jade.

"What?"

"That piece of blood jade offered by the Bi Tribe last year, was it soaked out with human blood?"

"Whose blood?"

"Who else could it be, surely the jade miners'!"

"This is too heinous!"

Unknown who started it, the crowd instantly exploded.

Voices of discussion rang out incessantly.

The complexions of the male cover, the Female Witch, and others became even uglier.

"You use human lives to offer sacrifices, are you crazy!"

"Next time, will it be us who bleed?"

"Bo Tribe, are your Water Jades clean?"

"Right, who knows if they're also……"

Soon, various curses and doubts surged from all directions.

"Stop making noise, all of you!"

The Clan Leader of the Bi Tribe, Wu Ying, decisively rose, attempting to stop the chaos.

However, the curses not only did not die down, but grew louder.

Someone began throwing mud clods at the male cover.

Someone rushed before the Bo Tribe Leader demanding an explanation.

Someone surrounded the Female Witch, demanding she give an account.

The cooperation just reached between the two tribes was made by Bi Bo Jun's single sentence to totter on the brink of collapse.

Bi Bo Jun stood in the center, looking down at all this from above.

Feeling especially enjoyment in his heart.

The more chaotic the crowd, the brighter that layer of gloom in his eyes.

At this moment he was not in a hurry to punish anyone, nor in a hurry to determine anyone's guilt.

Letting these people bite into a group was more satisfying than any divine punishment.

Simple slaughter was really too boring.

Only playing with human hearts could fill this endless void under the Eight Hundred Li waters.

And, if not properly deterring them once, the power of faith afterward would become less and less.

Sacrifice collects once a year, each time just this little bit of faith.

If it's less, what would I use to contend for the Water God Position of the Three Thousand Li Hong River?

Just as the crowd was about to completely lose control, a voice sounded from the innermost part:

"True jade or false jade.

Aren't they all because of you, so they appeared?"

This voice once covered the noisy crowd, making everyone quiet.

Afterward, everyone looked toward the sound.

Zhang Daoxuan walked out from the crowd, soon arriving below the god statue; he raised his head looking at Bi Bo Jun above, fiercely questioning: "Those who died, weren't they all sacrificed because of you?"

Everyone was first stunned, then gradually came to their senses.

Right!

If not for Bi Bo Jun wanting fine jade every year, who would go dig mountain jade?

Who would go fish for water jade?

Who would go soak jade with human blood?

The one who truly killed those jade miners, isn't it this exalted one above!

People turned their heads in unison, looking at the blue figure high above in the center.

In an instant, the smile on Bi Bo Jun's face solidified for the second time!