I'm just an ornamental fish in the water.

Someone shouted something that, like boiling oil poured into cold water, stirred up a commotion among the bandits.

The hesitation vanished. These people, who might have been honest and simple farmers just a few months ago, suddenly had a fierce glint in their eyes upon hearing the name of the Goddess Wusheng.

It was as if the name possessed some kind of magic, giving them immense courage and strength.

Immediately, the bandits could no longer contain themselves and began to walk toward the carriage.

Jiang Li naturally heard the shout as well, and her eyebrows furrowed.

The Goddess of Immortality? Sacrifice? Ascension to Immortality?

When these three words were put together, a word immediately popped into Jiang Li's mind.

Evil gods and licentious shrines.

There are certainly deities who are addressed as "So-and-so Lady," and our own Lady Luoshui is one of them.

There are also gods and immortals who receive sacrifices and offerings from believers, and there are many of them, especially among the human deities, there are countless.

But he accepted offerings and sacrifices from believers, and even accepted ill-gotten gains, promising believers that they would become immortals after making sacrifices.

If such a deity existed, his only fate would be to be tied to the execution platform and sliced ​​into three thousand six hundred pieces.

Because it's simply impossible.

Even if Laozi and Shakyamuni were here, they wouldn't dare say they could easily make someone become an immortal.

What do you take becoming an immortal and attaining the Dao for?

Are those Chinese cabbages from the street vendors?

Even a true cultivator like Ge Xuan was still one step away from true ascension.

What virtue or ability does this Goddess Wusheng possess?

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, his previous playfulness vanished, replaced by solemnity and anger.

"They are misleading the public, spreading heretical doctrines, and acting recklessly!"

She is, after all, a human princess. Her usual behavior is one thing, but if she encounters something she can't stand, her anger is absolutely not to be underestimated.

As the bandits drew closer, the servants grew increasingly nervous.

The woman gritted her teeth, stood up, and shouted, "Heroes! Take all the valuables from the cart! Just please don't take our lives!"

Upon hearing this, the bandits paused for a moment.

If one could acquire that conspicuous wealth without fighting or struggle, that would certainly be the best outcome.

"We won't take anything with us as long as you let us go!"

When the woman saw the bandits stop, her eyes lit up, and she continued to speak loudly.

Most of the bandits hesitated. The woman was dressed well and looked like the wife of a high-ranking official.

They are naturally intimidated by such figures.

Although wealth can be tempting, once one calms down a little, one's innate humility becomes apparent.

"No!"

"They can see our faces!"

Suddenly someone shouted from among the bandits.

Upon hearing this, the bandits' expressions immediately changed.

Yes, they were all seen by this group. What if they escape and then turn around and hunt them down?

"Absolutely not!"

The woman anxiously assured them, "I am the wife of the young master of the Deng family in Wushan County! This is his only son! Release us, and I guarantee, in the name of the Deng family, that we will absolutely not cause you any trouble!"

"All I want right now is for my son to live!"

One sentence sparked another uproar.

"The Deng family... is a prominent clan in Wushan!"

"I've heard that the Deng family patriarch has connections with the county magistrate!"

"Hiss... How about we let him go? We'll just take the valuables, that'll be enough for us?"

The bandits hesitated again.

That's how a mob is; they're never of one mind.

However, just as the woman breathed a sigh of relief, someone among the bandits spoke up again.

"Don't be naive! People like that are used to throwing their weight around; how could they be so easy to talk to!"

"The Goddess Wusheng has long instructed us to eradicate evil completely!"

"Eliminate evil completely!"

It's the Goddess Wusheng again.

These four words seemed to have a magical power, rekindling the bandits' resolve, and even bringing a touch of fanaticism to their expressions.

No matter how much the woman assured them or how much she cried out, the bandits listened and hesitated no longer.

As the bandits drew ever closer, the woman closed her eyes in despair and whispered, "You, if you can escape, then escape! Don't worry about us, mother and child!"

Upon hearing this, the servants became even more determined to protect the woman and her son.

As the rusty blade drew near, the foremost servant gritted his teeth, preparing to meet it.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The bandit at the front was sent flying backwards, like a boiled shrimp, crashing into the bandit group and knocking down several more.

The servants stared blankly, somewhat bewildered.

Before his eyes, a figure dressed in red appeared out of nowhere.

Judging from the back view, it seems to be a young man, who is in a fist-pumping posture.

"You shall all remain in your positions and not move."

Jiang Li turned back and gave a word of advice before walking toward the bandits.

"Yes……"

The servant instinctively agreed, only to see the young man in red casually step forward and face the weapons with his bare hands.

However, the next moment.

One by one, the bandits were blasted away by those fists that, no matter how they looked, were not large.

From beginning to end, no weapon could get close to the man in red, and no bandit could withstand a second blow from him.

He strolled around leisurely, punching one after another, until the bandits were knocked down, their fates unknown.

Later on, the bandits wanted to retreat, and some even threw down their blades and prepared to run away.

But the red-clad young man's figure was like a ghost; with just a step, he blocked the bandits who wanted to escape.

Then continue, one punch after another.

Before long, all thirty-eight bandits lay on the ground, some unconscious, others clutching their stomachs and groaning in pain.

The former is far more than the latter.

The woman stared wide-eyed at the unbelievable scene, unable to recover for a long time.

"Let me see the child."

A gentle voice sounded beside her.

The woman subconsciously turned her head to look, only to see a beautiful young girl in a light blue dress appear beside her at some point, raising her hand to touch her child's wound.

Logically, a woman should be wary, but in front of this young girl, she felt no wariness whatsoever, and instead felt incredibly close to her.

He unconsciously loosened his grip a little so that the girl could more easily check her son's injuries.

the other side.

Jiang Li looked around and spotted a bandit lying on the ground, clutching his stomach and groaning. He walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Monster! You're a monster!"

When the man saw Jiang Li approaching, he looked extremely panicked and tried to back away, but the pain in his body made even the slightest movement a luxury.

"Were those the words you just shouted?"

Jiang Li asked, though it was a question, his tone carried a sense of certainty.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about!"

Jiang Li stepped forward again and asked, "Who is the Goddess Wusheng?"

Upon hearing the name of the Goddess Wusheng, the man seemed to fall into a trance; his panic vanished, replaced by fanaticism.

"The Goddess Wusheng is a goddess! She is the supreme goddess who saves the world!"