Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1117 River God Sect Master! (5k4, two chapters combined)

The white ape died in the afternoon, the feast was eaten at dusk, and the Great Huai Army was disbanded at night.

"It's not a victory celebration, it's a farewell dinner! It's a farewell dinner!"

The lanternfish rushed into the canyon, yelling as it fell over.

Thus, the news of the disarmament spread like wildfire through the front-line valley. Horses were released to graze, weapons were sheathed, the White Ape was dead, and the Great Huai Army had no further purpose. The wise had foreseen this day, but no one expected it to come so quickly. The joy of a full stomach vanished, and chaos reigned within the army.

For a time, the fish were filled with anxiety and sought out their own kind to whisper among themselves, discussing how to stay in the army and receive pay without paying taxes.

"Big fish, big fish, you're so well-informed! Has the Dragon King said how many he's going to cut?"

"According to the Scaled Serpent, we should cut half of the current scale! As for the rest, we should cut a little bit each month, depending on their performance, and then cut half again after a year!"

"Wow!"

"Half and half?"

"Doesn't that mean only a quarter will be able to stay?"

"That's right!"

The hearts of the aquatic beasts sank to the bottom, filled with anxiety. When the fat catfish, its belly bulging, slowly returned to the outpost, the fish, as if finding a savior, swarmed around it, chattering all at once.

"Big Black Fish, Great Big Black Fish, please don't lay me off! I have elderly parents and young children to support, and we all depend on this army ration for survival. The Huai Army is my home, and I will work hard without complaint! I can do the work of two fish, no more than three!"

"I can do four without rest!"

"I have five points! I'll have my son work with me, and he won't get paid!"

"Big Black Fish, I'm reporting it! My kin, yes, it's this one! It's lazy and always shirks its duties, hiding in a corner watching the other females! Cut it off! Cut it off, but don't cut me off!"

"you!"

"Big Black Fish, my daughter is quite beautiful, only sixteen years old, a real beauty in the surrounding area. Tonight I'll have her come and keep you company while you sleep!"

"I shed blood for the Huai Army, I made contributions to the Huai Army! You can't lay me off, you can't lay me off! Laying me off is like cutting off a vital artery!"

"How dare you threaten Black Fish! I'll make you my first target! I'll stab your gallbladder!"

"what!"

"Damn monkey, how could it be dead! What a piece of trash!"

Fish hearts are ugly, displaying a myriad of forms.

Some fish saw the key to the disbandment of the Great Huai Army and were indignant. Some even fought on the spot, finning each other to death, as if they were determined to take the initiative rather than passively wait for death, and to kill the Great Huai Army down to half its original size, thus resolving their dilemma.

The fat catfish's head was buzzing, as if a swarm of big-headed flies were circling around it, waving its antennae, and it couldn't suppress the buzzing no matter what it did.

The black snake lurked in the corner, watching the show.

Having been unfairly blamed one after another, dealing with Black Whirlwind became even more difficult, making it almost impossible to defeat him. But that didn't stop it from watching Black Whirlwind make a fool of himself.

"If only we could cut Black Whirlwind," Black Serpent sighed.

Unfortunately, it was all just a fantasy. Black Whirlwind was incredibly powerful and could even write poetry. He was a rare genius and prodigy in the Jianghuai marshland. His ethnic group was special and received political privileges. He was united with other ethnic groups, which was absolutely correct. There was no way he would be laid off.

"enough!"

Black mist churned.

Countless spirits were blown away.

The fat catfish unleashed its demonic power, leaving the canyon deathly silent.

Seeing the anxious gazes of countless large fish, it rushed to the lead lanternfish, slapped the large lanternfish three times, and then flew away with its negative fin amidst the shimmering light and shadow.

The big fish looked at each other in bewilderment.

The black snake was completely baffled.

"What does it mean?"

"Oh I see!"

"Tell me quickly, what do you mean?"

late at night.

A queue quietly formed in front of Black Whirlwind's mansion.

The fish fin carried three treasure fish, and the lanternfish sneaked in through the back door to pay a visit.

The fat catfish recognized the voice as belonging to the lanternfish, put on a stern face, sat cross-legged, and shouted, "You little fish! Why aren't you working up ahead? What are you doing in my big villa?"

The lanternfish bowed repeatedly: "The big black fish promised everyone in front of the valley tonight that he would instruct me to send three precious fish through the back door at midnight. I have no reason to refuse, so I boldly bow to you at your bedside!"

……

Fishing boats collided, wine flags fluttered, but not a single person set out today.

The Dragon King crossed the river, his mighty currents surging forth.

Hundreds of miles of land along both banks of the southern Zhili River were flooded.

The villagers of Butou threw dragon tablets into the river to pray for the Dragon King to calm his anger. Ordinary people could not afford to throw dragon tablets made of iron or jade, so they used bamboo strips, which were carved with prayers and floated on the river.

"In Pingyang County, Pingyang Prefecture, this summer floods caused the river to overflow, submerging fields and houses, and making life unbearable for the people. I humbly throw this letter into the river, praying that the Dragon King will temporarily cease his wrath, stop the rain and return the waters to the river, so that the floodwaters may be calmed and the fields may be saved."

Clan chief Chen Zhaoan tossed and turned all night.

As dawn broke, he staggered to the Liang residence to seek instructions, but was fobbed off by Long Eying, who said that Liang Qu had gone out on official business and had made it clear that the Dragon King's trip was not a bad thing, but a happy one, and that the Liang family should take the lead in funding a grand banquet.

Chen Zhaoan felt somewhat relieved and went back to comfort the villagers.

Liang Qu has a special identity. He rose from a fisherman to the present day, which is quite legendary. He is the only one who can do what he says in Yixing Town.

His wife was said to be a beautiful woman from the Jianghuai region, and the villagers naturally believed it.

The gloomy atmosphere in Xingyi Town was instantly swept away.

A few words and a meal.

The situation has stabilized for the most part.

This is prestige!

Back in the ice cellar, Long Eying solemnly thanked the Sea Monk, and then, accompanied by the water beasts, went to the West Water and the South Water to explain the reason to the West Turtle King and the Frog King.

Liang Qu "died of his own accord," leaving Long Eying alone, fretting about how to deal with the aftermath.

She had no idea how to explain going to the Yang residence. Liang Qu himself was generous, and Yang Dongxiong and the others all practiced the "Ear Recognition Method," leaving no room for lying. She could only use subtle writing to cover up the truth and find an excuse to delay the matter...

My godmother, Madam Xu, is a meticulous person.

As for General Yuan...

No one gets up early for nothing, so there's no need to explain. Long Eying doesn't want to meet with him. She'll just mention it when she's "unable to move" to complete the [Azure Wood Formation].

River and lake area.

"Good morning, Ah Shui didn't show up for roll call again?"

"Isn't it normal that Ah Shui isn't coming? Do you need to see him?"

"Yeah, it's nothing. It's just that Ke Wenbin is getting married. I asked him when he's leaving, and I'd like to hitch a ride. I've been so busy these past few days, I haven't had a moment..."

Rainy.

In this vast river and lake area, everyone had to deal with the mess left behind by the struggle between the dragon and the white ape.

But nobody seemed to think that Liang Qu's absence was anything wrong; they took it for granted.

Su Guishan stroked his beard and opened the window.

The vast expanse of the Yangtze and Huai rivers, shrouded in mist and waves, bears no trace of yesterday's earth-shattering turmoil, torrential rain, and fierce winds.

The highest good is like water; water is like this: when there is wind, there are waves; when there is no wind, there are no waves.

It rises quickly, and it falls quickly.

"The Demon King has fallen, a great war has broken out between the North and South, the Great Li is about to emerge, a time of great strife."

There was a pause.

"In times of great strife, it's time to have a good meal."

……

The cockcrow dawns.

Amidst the pinkish morning mist, Xi Ziyu got up shirtless to chop firewood, saving herself the trouble of washing clothes. Overjoyed, she saw the strange, grotesque fish reappear in the blood-stained water in the tank.

"Lord River God, where did you go in the middle of the night? I thought you had left!"

"Going home to see my wife is so clingy; she misses me terribly if we don't see each other for a day. It's annoying."

Xi Ziyu's eyes widened in astonishment: "The River God has a wife?"

"Of course he has one! The Heavenly Emperor also has a wife, otherwise where would he get so many sons and daughters to cause trouble and have romances every day?"

“That’s true.” Xi Ziyu picked up the patina-covered axe to chop wood. “Is the River God’s wife a fish? But a snake is also possible…”

"people!"

"A person?" Xi Ziyu was surprised. He thought of the boys and girls offered to the Blood River every year and asked tentatively, "Is it Zhang Cuicui?"

“Zhang Cuicui?” Liang Qu was taken aback.

"No? Is that Mi Jingqiu? No, it's not either."

Liang Qu frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Xi Ziyu scratched her head: "Zhang Cuicui and Mi Jingqiu were chosen as sacrifices several years ago. One was sixteen years old and the other was fifteen. Both of them were exceptionally beautiful and were offered as sacrifices to the River God. Haven't you seen the River God?"

"It's a mess, I didn't receive it, it's probably drowned."

"what?"

"What 'ah'?" Liang Qu extended his fin and lifted the boy's chin. "They're fish?"

"of course not."

"Then they'll drown."

Xi Ziyu was speechless for a moment, his eyes filled with sorrow. Seeing that no one was around, he whispered, "Lord River God, actually, I heard that Zhang Cuicui was chosen by a disciple of a sect, but she didn't want to marry him, so the village chief secretly arranged it for her!"

"The village chief dares to arrange a lottery?" Liang Qu asked in surprise.

The village head is someone everyone in the village knows, even those with only a small connection. If he dares to cover up such matters, the villagers would tear him apart.
If he were a skilled martial artist with powerful connections, why would he be a village chief?
"So it's just hearsay," Xi Ziyu said awkwardly.

"Sacrificing young boys and girls is a barbaric custom! It's a bad habit! We should change this custom!" Liang Qu sternly criticized. "Just throw some worthless souvenirs as a cultural belief and spiritual totem, that's enough. Nothing else is allowed. If the Blood River rises again this year, I'll go and talk to your village chief!"

"You are the river god, how can the water not rise?"

"You're a human being, can't you go without eating?"

Xi Ziyu suddenly realized, and her sadness vanished.

Liang Qu looked at Xi Ziyu, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a vibrant and energetic age, with a face like a peacock in full bloom: "Do you like those two people, Zhang Cuicui or Mi Jingqiu?"

Xi Ziyu blushed: "It's not that I like them, I just think they're pretty, it's a shame."

"Sure, I like two!" Liang Qu leaped out of the tank, gesturing with his fins. "What are their figures like? Are their breasts big?"

"Huh?" Xi Ziyu was flustered upon hearing the suggestive words. "Another 'huh'? How old are you? What's there to be shy about? At your age, even those who don't practice martial arts are having two children. Let me tell you." Liang Qu put one arm around Xi Ziyu's shoulder, while the other traced a pear-shaped curve. "Pretty girls are good, but being pretty isn't enough. When it comes to marriage, you have to find someone with big breasts and small feet!"

"What?"

"Big breasts mean she has more estrogen, and women like that are gentler! They're less likely to argue and are better at bearing children!" Liang Qu declared confidently.

"What is estrogen?" Xi Ziyu didn't understand.

"Don't worry about it, just listen carefully and learn diligently."

"What if your feet are small?"

"I like this size."

"..."

"What's with that expression? This is based on my experience, okay? Now that we've found you, enjoy your good fortune! Don't take it lightly!"

"Yes, yes, the River God must have enjoyed great fortune!"

"Of course! She's beautiful, has big breasts, long legs, small feet, and a round butt—my wife has it all!"

"She's truly a fairy descended to earth!"

Xi Ziyu gave a thumbs up, her eyes filled with envy.

It's only natural for the river god to seek out a fairy; he could just find a mortal, after all, he couldn't afford the dowry for a real fairy.

Zhang Cuicui is pretty, but her breasts aren't big; Mi Jingqiu...

Hey.

People are drowning, so why not choose loneliness?

"Cough cough!"

A cough, seemingly filled with thick phlegm, rang out.

"Grandpa! Why are you up?" Xi Ziyu put down the axe.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to practice martial arts." Xi Yao first cupped his hands to Liang Qu, but his hands trembled as he raised them slightly. He leaned wearily against the door frame and sat on the threshold.

"Yes!"

Xi Ziyu put down his axe. He desperately wanted the river god to heal his grandfather, but the river god said it depended on his sincerity, and he didn't know how to measure sincerity...

With her mind wandering, Xi Ziyu carefully assumed her stance.

"Can a dead person cultivate their qi and blood?"

Liang Qu's eyes flashed. Ignoring Xi Yao's secret scrutiny, it circled once, waved its fins, and the air currents transformed into an invisible hand, adjusting Xi Ziyu's movements.

Xi Ziyu was surprised, but did not resist. Following the invisible airflow, she gradually adjusted her body.

"What kind of stance training do you practice?" Liang Qu asked.

"The Aikido stance," Xi Ziyu said honestly, "it's a family heirloom."

"How long have you been practicing?"

"Half a year."

Half a year?

I haven't felt any energy flow after practicing for half a year...

Liang Qu was speechless: "This stance training is too low-level and not suitable for you. From now on, practice as I say: raise your back leg eight inches, sink your shoulders and drop your elbows, sink, not collapse..."

After some fiddling with it.

Xi Yao, standing on the threshold, clenched his fists, his eyes flashing. He couldn't tell at all which stance training Qu Ziyu was practicing, but it was definitely useful; it was a technique!
Where is it?
Could it be another sect?
Stealing knowledge is a serious crime!

In fact, before today, this technique did not exist in the Dream Dynasty at all!

It's not Ape Fist, nor Tiger Fist, but rather an impromptu creation by Liang Qu based on his observation of Xi Ziyu's physical constitution. It perfectly suits Xi Ziyu's individuality. With Liang Qu's state of being in harmony with the universe, creating a 100% efficient stance training method for an ordinary person is as simple as calculating one plus one!
The superiority of the technique even encompasses the iterations of the martial arts system over tens of thousands of years, from the Great Li to the Great Shun dynasties!

After practicing the entire set of thirty-six movements for half an hour, Xi Ziyu felt hot all over, as if he had been tempered a thousand times. This was a feeling he had never experienced before!
Xi Ziyu was incredibly excited: "River God, what kind of technique is this? It's even better than the one my grandfather taught me!"

"Nothing."

"what?"

"If you really have to name it, then call it 'Purple Feather Skill'."

"okay!"

Purple Feather Technique!
Xi Ziyu's eyes shone brightly.

I found a treasure!
The River God is truly amazing!
"Better than our own?"

Xi Yao was puzzled. How could a demon beast know human techniques? And use them so easily?

He tried to mentally rehearse the new skill, moving his arms and legs slightly. Halfway through, he felt a surge of energy.

Actually...

After finishing typing everything in his mind, ignoring the trembling and pain in his hands and feet, Xi Yao leaned against the door frame, went into the courtyard, and began to try it out with bold and expansive movements.

Liang Qu glanced at it but ignored it.

A single act of spiritual practice will not deplete your vital energy; at most, it will only tire you out for a whole day.

"Ha ha……"

Xi Yao was panting heavily. His tendons in his hands and feet were broken, and his stance training was not as smooth as Xi Ziyu's. It took him an hour to complete a set. At this moment, he was filled with horror.

What an amazing technique!
How can it so efficiently unleash the body's potential?
Even if it doesn't fit Xi Ziyu perfectly, it's still much better than his family's ancestral "Harmony Stance"!
His father's stance training was passed down from a seventh-rank sect! The best among the lower three ranks!

How can it be?

Yesterday, Xi Yao saw the strange fish and initially thought it was a talking, alien monster from the Blood River, claiming to be the river god, trying to trick them. He figured he couldn't beat it, so he'd just play along and have some fun...

The appearance of the cultivation technique completely shattered his plans.

Does the Blood River truly have a river god?
Why did the river god come to their house?
There's no such thing as a free lunch. Offering something for free is actually a bad idea. Xi Yao had suffered a lot in his life and experienced all kinds of hardships. He didn't believe in freebies. Instead of letting his guard down, he became even more vigilant, fearing that there might be some ulterior motive.

The Xi family only has Xi Ziyu as their sole heir, and they cannot withstand any major storms.

Xi Yao's thoughts raced.

"This exercise is so tiring, ten times more tiring than the Aikido stance."

After finishing her workout, drenched in sweat, Xi Ziyu plopped down on the ground.

Liang Qufei stepped forward and asked, "Tell me, what is Blood Treasure? Who do you pay your taxes to?"

"Blood Treasure is a stone inside a fish's body. Some fish have it, and some don't. Eating it can greatly increase your strength. We pay taxes to the Blood River Sect, which is the boss of this eighty-mile tributary..." Xi Ziyu took a sip of blood water.

"Know nothing about this world?"

Xi Yao thought to himself.

This move deepened his unease.

Perhaps we should find a time to inform the Blood River Sect?

The Blood River Sect is the most powerful seventh-grade sect within a radius of hundreds of miles, without exception. They possess extraordinary abilities and should have a way to deal with this strange fish that claims to be the river god.

……

Awei mouth-closing device.

"Such a world actually exists? Is this the underworld?"

Long Eying was astonished by the customs and traditions of another world.

"Yes, according to them, the whole world is a Red River. The main channel is in the middle of the Red River, and tributaries spread out to both ends like a spider web. Powerful sects occupy the main channel, while less powerful ones occupy the smaller channels. The large sects collect taxes from the small sects, and the small sects eat the people. It's like big fish eating small fish, and it's similar to a feudal system. No matter how the small sects govern, the large sects won't care."

"Is the Underworld still a sect...?"

"Yes, there's been no improvement at all."

After the Great Li Dynasty, later generations noticed the benefits of unification, and the sect system was gradually replaced by the dynastic system. However, the Dream Dynasty obviously did not keep up with this institutional change.

"What are your plans next? Should we infiltrate the Blood River Sect? I've already spoken to the Demon King, Master, and Mother. It's alright if you disappear for a few months."

"My wife is amazing! She arranged everything in just one day. Come on, give me a kiss!"

Unfortunately, Long Eying could not meet Liang Qu, and Liang Qu could not meet Long Eying.

Awei had to recount that the god had just kissed the lady.

Long Eying turned her head slightly to the side, pretending to receive the message.

"Madam's suggestion of taking a steady and methodical approach is certainly a good one, but as the saying goes, 'cut the Gordian knot,' I am now the Sect Master of the Blood River Sect! You should call me Sect Master Big Fish, bah, Master!" Liang Qu said smugly.

"?"

……

"All 376 members of the Blood River Sect pay their respects to Sect Master Da Yu!"

Inside the hall, hundreds of people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the roof tiles.

Dust fell down.

"Pfft!"

Xi Yao's legs, which had been severed by his Achilles tendons, went weak. With a tremor, he knelt down along with the others.

"Gudu!"

Xi Ziyu swallowed hard, her Adam's apple bobbing, staring in shock at the prostrate disciples before her, her legs trembling.

In the main hall, he saw the Blood River Sect elders he had met, the Blood River Sect inner disciples he had met, and the Blood River Sect itself...

He swore that he had just said it offhand this morning!
The former sect master of the Blood River Sect was a legendary expert in the third realm!
"Not bad, not bad! Very impressive!" Liang Quyou encouraged from mid-air, then flew over and patted Xi Ziyu on the shoulder. "Xiaoyu, I didn't find the Blood Treasure, but when was this year's summer tax due?"

"Today... today..."

Do you have a household registration?

One of the people inside the hall immediately presented the book to the new sect leader.

Liang Qu controlled the brush, flipped through the household register pages, found the Xi family directory, wrote a long and flowing stroke, and closed the book.

"Alright, I've already waived the head tax for you! Go play with your sister! Don't be stingy, go out and have a good meal! You're still growing!"

Xi Ziyu followed her grandfather Xi Yao out the door in a daze.

As they walked into the street, the grandfather and grandson shivered.

and many more.

Since he is the River God of the Blood River, it's not surprising that he took over the entire Blood River Sect.

Inside the main hall of the Blood River Sect.

Liang Qu asked again.

"Whom does our Blood River Sect pay taxes to?"

(End of this chapter)