"Their swimming skills are excellent, but they stand no chance against a group of Water Demons. Once they enter the water, they’re doomed."
This group of water robbers can die, but they cannot escape.
Xia Canonical Official paused for a moment, then looked deeply at Mo Hua, nodded and said, "Alright."
She couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.
This young boy is really clever.
In such a short time, he could come up with a method. Although it’s a bit sinister, it’s just right for dealing with this group of wicked water robbers.
Gu Changhuai, on the other hand, seemed unfazed.
He knew that Mo Hua must have planned this early on.
Even using Monster Beasts to trap and kill others, Mo Hua definitely wasn’t doing it for the first time.
Probably someone had fallen into his trap before...
After the discussion was finished, Mo Hua began to "bait the hook."
He threw the fishy-smelling algae and Blood Pills refined with the help of Monster Beasts into the water.
The smell of the Blood Pills was extremely unpleasant.
Xia Canonical Official couldn’t help but cover her mouth and nose, then curiously asked:
"Are these Blood Pills originally this shape? Why do they look so ugly like misshapen fruits?"
"No," Mo Hua said calmly, "because they were refined by me..."
His alchemy skills are really poor.
This pill is not a proper medicinal pill; he just threw in everything he believed the Monster Beasts would like to eat randomly, muddling through the refining process, which resulted in this ugly appearance.
Mo Hua felt a bit helpless.
He could draw Formations beautifully, but the pills he refined were ugly, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Xia Canonical Official looked at the handsome and elegant Mo Hua and the ugly pills in his hand and remained silent.
After the baiting, everything was ready.
Everyone then began to lurk in the water plants, waiting for 22 p.m. to arrive.
The night became increasingly deep, with a crescent moon hanging in the sky like a sharp scimitar, exuding a cold gleam.
The atmosphere was oppressive, filled with a sense of imminent slaughter.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Gu Changhuai, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.
There was a sound coming from the Water Island.
The sound of a door creaking open was heard.
It seemed like a large gate was being opened, followed by the noise of boats entering the water, accompanied by rough and noisy human voices.
"Gone hunting..."
"Wonder what we’ll catch today."
"It’s okay to kill the men quickly, but be careful with the women, don’t chop their heads off with one blow, it’s off-putting."
"Damn you, killing men but not women, are you biased towards women?"
"Nonsense, aren’t you too?"
...
The number of boats increased, and the voices grew louder and more chaotic.
When a group of water robbers, about fifty or sixty people, had taken their boats and exited the island, floating on the water with no escape,
a Wind Blade came suddenly unnoticed.
A water robber with a scar on his head, who was chatting and laughing, immediately had his head sliced off, blood spattering, his body falling like a wooden stake into the river.
The chaotic voices abruptly ceased.
Instant silence fell all around.
Then a water robber exclaimed in panic: "What was that?"
"Why is his head gone?"
"Water Demon decapitating?"
The night was dark and heavy, and a mist hung over the water, with a faint sense of impending violence emanating from the mist.
Soon, some water robbers realized something was wrong and shouted in alarm:
"Someone... kill..."
A short sword imbued with icy spiritual power sliced through his throat, sealing his voice, freezing his blood, and taking his life.
Behind the water robbers, Xia Canonical Official sheathed the short sword, his expression stern, and commanded in a solemn voice:
"Kill!"