Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

Perhaps it was hatred that ignited the spark of life.

The eighteen people locked in the secret room all looked at them.

Their eyes were all bloodshot, filled with hatred.

The boy who had spoken earlier said, "Of course we want revenge."

"We don't want to live anymore anyway. If we can kill the Chrysanthemum Immortal, we don't care if the Chrysanthemum Temple, the government, or the local people hold us accountable."

Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince exchanged a glance, their hearts in perfect harmony.

Ying Yufu said, "Wouldn't killing him be letting him off too easily?"

All eighteen people looked at them in confusion.

Ying Yufu said, "You don't need to do anything. You just need to follow us to the altar tomorrow."

The next morning, the Chrysanthemum Fairy woke up.

He was unconscious for one night, but when he woke up the next morning, he put a pill in his mouth and was surprisingly full of energy again.

He glanced at the Crown Prince and Ying Yufu with a gloomy expression, said nothing, and strode away.

Ying Yufu asked curiously, "He can actually walk like the wind?"

Logically speaking, he was crippled, with such severe injuries, how could he be so unharmed today?

The prince stared solemnly at the departing figure of the Chrysanthemum Immortal.

He seemed to have thought of something and said, "He must have taken the potent medicine to ensure the success of today's sacrifice."

"A potent drug? Could it be a strong medicine that temporarily stimulates the body's potential?" Ying Yufu was extremely surprised.

The Crown Prince nodded: "That's right, that must be it. If it weren't for you and me, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths."

Therefore, it is clear that he is determined to kill both of us.

Ying Yufu gently stroked her delicate chin. "Alright, that's perfect. Then we'll see who dies."

The Crown Prince nodded in agreement: "Such a golden opportunity should not be missed."

About two incense sticks' worth of time passed before the Chrysanthemum Fairy returned.

His face was an unnatural flush, and his eyes were frighteningly bright, clearly indicating that the medication he had taken earlier was taking effect.

He approached the Crown Prince and Ying Yufu with an extremely strange look in his eyes.

"Truly worthy of being the Crown Prince and future Crown Princess of Beixuan... Heh..."

Last night, perhaps it was fate that prevented him from harming them.

After all, he was the crown prince who carried the fate of the nation on his shoulders.

He thought he was just unlucky to have fallen yesterday.

Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince both looked at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and gossip.

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel that his voice is a bit higher than yesterday," Ying Yufu whispered to the Crown Prince.

The crown prince nodded: "I feel the same way."

He really has become a father-in-law.

The Chrysanthemum Fairy's twisted, cold smile suddenly froze.

They could have spoken louder!

They actually dared to mock him like that, and he couldn't help but retort angrily, "This humble Taoist shouldn't have thought of attacking you last night, otherwise..."

He paused, unable to utter the next words.

Even though I was prepared to die, I still felt internally injured.

"A complete disaster?"

Ying Yufu kindly spoke the words he hadn't yet uttered.

Chrysanthemum Fairy: "?"

He looked at Ying Yufu in disbelief, hardly able to believe that these words came from the mouth of the future Crown Princess.

"Pfft, cough cough cough..."

The prince was so startled that he coughed repeatedly.

Ying Yufu was shocked and quickly patted his back to calm him down.

Chrysanthemum Fairy's face turned terrifying. "Very good, very good!"

They are truly ignorant and arrogant.

He injured himself yesterday and was not in the strength to perform the river god worship ceremony today.

However, in order to sacrifice these two, he had to take a potent drug to stimulate his body's potential and ensure that he could successfully sacrifice them today.

In this way, even if he dies, he will be remembered in history.

Who would have thought that he would sacrifice the Crown Prince and Crown Princess to the River God?

But to his utter surprise, these two not only showed no fear, but also had the mood to mock and insult him!

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. He thought to himself, "Let's see if they can still be so relaxed when we offer sacrifices to Dionysus."

As noon approached, Ying Yufu and the Crown Prince, along with the eighteen people in the secret room, all gathered together.

They were dressed in wedding attire, bound hand and foot, gagged with red cloth, and veils were placed over their heads. Then, a group of fake Taoist priests from the Chrysanthemum Temple escorted them to the altar.

The canal bank not far from the Chrysanthemum Temple at the altar.

By this time, the canal banks were already packed with people.

Knowing that today was the day of sacrifice, the people crowded the place up.

The noisy crowd drowned out the cries of the families of the eighteen boys and girls, but Ying Yufu could still faintly hear them.

They were calling out their own children's names.

One of the villagers scolded, "Master Hu, stop crying! If the river god hears you crying like this and is displeased, can you bear the consequences?"

"Yes, everyone, why would I cry? Our child will be able to serve the River God, that means he's going to become an immortal! That's a good thing, don't you all agree?"

"Liu Cuihua, you're not the scholar's biological mother. Everyone knows you're a wicked stepmother. You wish the scholar would die."

If it weren't for the fact that the scholar himself was hardworking and eager to learn, how could he have passed the imperial examination with your bias?

"How laughable is your good-for-nothing son! He's lazy, good-for-nothing, and utterly useless. He's the one who should be sacrificed to the river god."

Hu Dajia's face was fierce.

Xiuzhu is her precious daughter, but now she has been chosen as a virgin. She can't fight city hall, and she can't protect her daughter. Now, she's not even allowed to cry.

Where is the law of heaven?

How could that damned river god possibly pity her beautiful pearl?

Liu Cuihua, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately started arguing with Hu Dajia.

The two families were on the verge of a physical fight.

Just then, someone shouted, "The Prefect is here!"

"Pah! Corrupt official!" Hu Dajia shouted angrily, but a man covered his mouth.

Hu Dajia turned her head and saw her husband's pale face.

The woman frantically slapped his hand.

"Stop messing around. If you keep this up, are you still going to avenge Xiuzhu?" the man said sternly in her ear in a low voice.

Hu Dajia fell silent instantly.

She turned her head and stared intently at the eighteen boys and girls who had already ascended to the altar.

"Wait a minute, that's not right. Why isn't it eighteen people? It's twenty?"

Someone burst into a gasp.

Wearing a brand-new, turmeric-colored Taoist robe, the Chrysanthemum Immortal ascended the altar amidst the support of a group of fake Taoist priests from the Chrysanthemum Temple.

His expression was solemn as he slightly raised his hand and said, "Everyone must be very curious as to why there are twenty people!"

The scene fell silent instantly.

The Chrysanthemum Immortal smiled slightly: "Let our Prefect explain this matter to everyone personally."

Chrysanthemum Fairy looked in the direction of Hara Ryoichi.

Yuan Liangyi nodded slightly and walked up to the altar.

Princess Mingluan, Su Jinyu, and the others stood below, staring at the twenty people on the altar, their lips curling into mysterious smiles.

Mu Qing and Mu Shan also came with Yuan Liangyi, and they looked at the altar with puzzlement.

Yuan Liangyi looked pained and said seriously, "To tell you the truth, just last night, I discovered two people with the fate of drought demons. It is because of them that Yuzhou has suffered from drought for two years."

Therefore, I request the Chrysanthemum Immortal to offer those two people as a sacrifice to the River God, so that the River God may punish them!

Instantly, the people's eyes widened.

Is it a drought demon's fate?

Their eyes widened as they saw the Chrysanthemum Fairy step forward and rip off the red veils from the heads of the Prince and Ying Yufu.

After seeing the two people's faces clearly, the crowd below the stage gasped.