Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1118 Jian Zhongyi Enters the Underworld and Pays Homage to the Blood River God! (5k words, two chapters combined)

Upon arriving at the Jianghuai Marshland, inform the Frog King and Turtle King that the plan remains unchanged, only a technical adjustment has been made, and the White Ape has faked his death to escape.

He went to Pingyang Prefecture and told Madam Xu that everything was fine at home, that life was harmonious and prosperous, and that Liangqu was away on official business and could not come to pay his respects.

Heading towards Snow Mountain Blue Lake, he reassured Ling Xuan and the others not to worry, as everything was arranged by the imperial court. He instructed them to inform the Holy Emperor first, and the secret agents would take over the matter immediately.

All arrangements have been made for the three locations.

Prepare a wedding gift for Ke Wenbin, coordinate the boarding list of colleagues from Pingyang to the capital, handle the backlog of official business at Liangqu Yuhebo, inspect the east and west river patrols in his place, lead 30,000 river soldiers, and organize disaster relief in Xiaotuo River, Hantai Prefecture.

Another secret memorial needs to be sent to the capital.

He even had to take time to visit Senior Brother Lu's forging shop to check on the progress of the spirit weapon that Otter was making.

All sorts of things, big and small.

Long Eying, without even touching the ground, after Liang Qu's "sudden death," with a flick of her wrists, passed away, cleaning up all the mess that hadn't been cleaned up and resolving all the unresolved matters.

Marry a man from a few families, or an old man, or a man from an old family.

She used to accompany Liang Qu on his travels all over the country, so she was quite familiar with the "procedures." As a member of the Dragon Clan, she was raised to be educated according to the standards of a clan leader. Even though the incident was sudden, she handled it quickly and efficiently, without panicking.

What remained was listening to Liang Qu tell her stories every night when he came home.

People say that life and death are two vast and uncertain things.

But Liang Qu was different. He transformed from a human into a fish, from life to death, yet remained full of energy. Long E'ying didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She felt that her husband was as if he had been given a second spring in his life. He went out early and returned late every day, acting mysteriously, as if he was doing something great in the underworld.

One day at a time.

On the first day, he said that he had become the sect leader of the Blood River Sect, and that he was now the sect leader's wife, second only to one person and above 376 people, and respected by 376 people.

The next day, he said that he had annexed the neighboring Blood Stream Sect, and the number of his lackeys had doubled to 821. He also felt that the small sects in the Underworld were of average strength, with their leaders only at the initial stage of the Wolf Smoke Realm. He only regretted that he did not have enough confidants to refine them in an instant.

That evening, Long Eying boarded the Creation Treasure Ship and headed for the capital.

She knew nothing about the underworld, and was far from knowing its secrets. All she could do was repeatedly remind Liang Qu to be careful.

On the third day, he said he had found "blood treasure," a kind of "stone" found in the body of a fish, similar to the "treasure fish." He said that grinding it into powder and taking it would be beneficial to increase mental strength, and he was trying to bring it out of the Dream Dynasty so that she could try it.

On the fourth day, he annexed another small sect, increasing his forces to 1,134.

On the fifth day, they annexed the sect.

On the sixth day, they annexed the sects...

The seventh day, June 27th, was eight days after the deaths of Jian Zhongyi and Liang Qu.

There was no seventh-day memorial service, only a happy wedding.

The capital city, the Ke family residence.

A red ribbon hangs high, a gentle breeze blows, and all is quiet.

The guests sat facing each other on both sides, all dressed in dark red formal attire, exuding an air of nobility.

Long Eying was seated at the head of the table. On this solemn occasion, she specially wore the Phoenix Song Rainbow Feather Dress given to her by Liang Qu. The color of the feather dress was like the red sunset outside the window. When she arrived at the place and presented the gift, it seemed a bit like the guest overshadowing the host, so she quietly made it a little more elegant and turned it into a little red.

The locust trees in the courtyard are in full bloom, with clusters of small white flowers hanging down.

The flowers of the black locust tree are sweet with a hint of grassy astringency, like boiled locust honey mixed with the aroma of wheat. Ordinary people don't grow it because the fragrance is so strong that it's "pungent" and unpleasant.

Such “indecent” behavior seems quite fitting for the current situation.

Compared to the hustle and bustle of music playing instruments in one's ears, this olfactory stimulation is not only comfortable but also makes it easier for people to share in the joy of the newlyweds.

Ke Wenbin and Su Xiaoran stood in front of the hall, their sleeves linked.

The servant bowed and presented a tray with a red gourd.

Ke Wenbin picked up the scissors and carefully cut the gourd in half.

"Crack!"

The gourd was neatly split in two and gently swayed in the tray.

The guests applauded.

"A gourd is divided into two ladles, called a 'jin' (卺). The son-in-law and the wife each hold one half to make wine, hence the saying 'to make wine together with a jin'."

This is the "卺" in "合卺".

It means to divide a gourd in two, turning it into two ladles, which are vessels for holding wine.

Because gourds taste bitter, newlyweds share a gourd, symbolizing sharing joys and sorrows.

The gourd is also an important raw material for making musical instruments, and can be processed into a "sheng" (a type of reed pipe instrument). Therefore, it also has the meaning of "the zither and lute are played, and all is peaceful and good", which means that the couple is happy and harmonious.

Everything is just right.

The applause was soft and gentle.

Long Eying wound the string around her wrist, retrieving the kite of her drifting thoughts. She raised her hand along with the guests, and afterwards, she and those around her left one after another.

After the nuptial ceremony and the hair-tying ceremony, the next step is entering the bridal chamber.

"Madam Long, has Marquis Xingyi not come?"

"Due to the overwhelming amount of official duties, there is truly no spare time..."

Long Eying used being busy with official business as an excuse, which was generous and appropriate, leaving no room for doubt.

"It's a pity I didn't get to meet Marquis Xingyi."

"Ah, there's a saying that goes, 'With great power comes great responsibility.' Marquis Xingyi, the first young marquis, should work hard to share His Majesty's burdens. Important matters are paramount, important matters are paramount!"

Everyone knows that Liang Qu was on good terms with the white ape.

The white ape has just been promoted to demon king, which should be a joyous occasion, given its advantageous position in the water. However, the dragon's decisiveness has turned this joyous occasion into a tragedy. It's understandable that the dragon is too busy to come; after all, it sent its own wife, a grandmaster, which is quite a show of respect.

"I heard that a city in the south has been captured, and I wonder when things will calm down."

"Chaos, utter chaos."

"When a person harbors murderous intent, heaven and earth are overturned; when a martial saint makes a move, the entire world is stirred up, and so are mortals like you and me..."

midnight.

The shadows of the trees swayed gently, and the moonlight was hazy.

After taking a bath, Long Eying wrapped herself in a towel, let her long hair down, and lay on her side hugging a pillow. She listened as Awei circled around the small table with his mouth gag, relaying Liang Qu's words, a smile playing on her lips.

Inside the room, the continuous conversation suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Long Eying stood up.

"Jian Zhongyi's body has been found!" Liang Qu's spirits lifted, and he quickly communicated with Yuan Tou via the link.

After eight days, the finless porpoises finally found Jian Zhongyi's body in the Xiaotuo River!
"Go now?" Long Eying grabbed her clothes.

"No, we'll do it tomorrow."

Liangqu waved his fish fins.

It roamed freely in the underworld, sweeping across the land, but it never forgot Long Eying's support and contributions behind the scenes. It knew that she had been extremely busy dealing with the messes lately, and that she had finally finished taking a bath and was lying down, so there was no need for her to rush.

"Okay!" Long Eying lay down.

"Get some rest, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

After speaking, Long Eying realized that something was missing from the room. Although nothing had changed, it just felt empty.

The fragrance of flowers from the daytime lingers in my heart again.

After asking Long Eying, Awei extinguished the candle, curled himself into a blue ball, and rested on the table.

Wisps of smoke rose gently from the candle wick.

The frosty white light shone through the windowpane, casting silhouettes.

Gazing at the candle by the moonlight until the wick stopped smoking, Long Eying turned over and went to sleep.

The next day.

Xu Yuelong and the others rarely get to go home, so they are in no hurry to leave.

Long Eying secretly took the waterway and returned to Pingyang.

"Wow."

The round-headed finless porpoise directed the porpoise to fling Jian Zhongyi ashore.

It consisted of two parts, an upper body and a lower body. Even though it was swept away by the current, it was all found and none of them were lost.

Chien Chung-Yi's upper body looked as if he had been burned to death, his fists clenched and his body tightly curled up.

Liang Qu turned around once, his eyes widening.

"Hiss, that old bastard isn't dead?"

"not dead?"

Long Eying was stunned. She observed carefully and found that there was no heartbeat, no breathing, no vital signs, and the pupils were dilated. It did not respond to the outside world at all and did not look like a living creature.

But Liang Qu saw a different picture; he could see a tiny point of light nestled between Jian Zhongyi's eyebrows.

"Strange, I don't know how it happened. The body's vitality was completely extinguished, but the spirit seemed to have received external help and survived by chance in the space between the eyebrows. Logically speaking, if it were dead and no one woke it up, there would be absolutely no way to revive it; it would have turned into a stone. But someone woke it up..."

As Liang Qu observed, he couldn't help but think of the hidden stakes of the Great Snow Mountain in Blue Lake.

Strange phenomena seem to have occurred since the death of Bai Chenfeng, the patriarch of the Bai family.

Extremely thirsty?

There is reason to suspect that it is related to the drought demon's position!

Drought demons, zombies, mysterious and enigmatic.

Liang Qu instructed Awei to drag Jian Zhongyi into the courtyard and then have it place a glass of water beside Jian Zhongyi.

Everyone and all the beasts stared at the water glass, and slowly, the water level inside the glass dropped at a rate far exceeding the normal rate of evaporation!

Solve the case!

It's either related to the attainment of Buddhahood or to the Lotus School!

"What do we do now?" Long Eying asked.

"Of course we'll kill him! E'ying, do it!"

A bold idea popped into Liang Qu's mind.

Where will Chien Chung-yi go after he dies?
"boom!"

With a muffled thud like a watermelon bursting, Jian Zhongyi's head exploded, and the glimmer of light between his brows quickly vanished. In an instant, Liang Qu observed a thick gray mist brewing from Jian Zhongyi's corpse, which then drifted into the wandering aurora.

Remnants of a Grandmaster!

Liang Qu, quick-witted and agile, tried to pull at the gray mist, and unexpectedly, he actually succeeded!
Its fins pulled at the dissipating gray mist, making it clump together into a dusty gray ball, which it held close to its chest. Without pausing, it leaped forward in the direction it was heading.

"What should we do with the body?" Long Eying pressed on.

"Feed the fish!"

"Whoosh!" A dazzling red light shone through.

"Greetings, Sect Master Da Yu!"

"Go away! Go do your own thing!"

Liang Qu ignored the sycophantic lackeys, embraced the gray mist, and plunged into the River of Blood.

"Goooooooooo."

The river of blood was like it had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid, bubbling and billowing.

Then countless drops of blood gathered on the gray mist, gradually forming a "blood man".

Liang Qu stared intently; this situation was completely different from a normal person's death!
The process is similar to his transformation into a white ape through spiritual transformation.

The master is truly extraordinary!
Fate!

Hard-willed while alive, hard-willed even after death!

"What happened to the other people who died? Why do they all have no memory of it? Did they drink the Meng Po soup?"

Liang Qu was curious.

Half a day passed in a flash, and Jian Zhongyi's features became clearer under the wash of the blood river, gradually gaining a bit more liveliness.

Knowing that it was almost time, Liang Qu quickly returned to his sect.

"Little Feather!"

"Teacher!" Xi Ziyu, drenched in sweat, finished her practice and stood up.

"Go to the river and get them out!"

"Rescue people? Rescue what people?"

"Do whatever I tell you to do, and get going!"

"understand!"

Xi Ziyu ran out the door excitedly.

For the past few days, he felt like he was dreaming, having unintentionally encountered the powerful River God, a legendary expert of the third realm who could be overthrown with a mere breath. In just a few days, the River God had come to rule over sects within a radius of hundreds of miles, holding a lofty position.

Most importantly, the River God took him as his disciple!

Although the River God kept emphasizing that he was a disciple in name only and that he should be called teacher instead of master, Xi Ziyu felt that a disciple in name only and a disciple were both disciples, and there was no difference between them!
The blood river flows gently.

Liang Qu recalled Jian Zhongyi's aura, his eyes showing contemplation.

"Entering the Dream Dynasty wasn't entirely without its losses. By the way, the people here seem completely unaware that this is the Underworld. Have they been collectively disposed of?"

After seven days of fighting, Liang Qu captured five small sects within a radius of 1,600, and his henchmen increased to more than 1,600. When questioned indirectly, they found that they had no idea that they lived in the "underworld" and that everyone was "born of a father and raised by a mother." They only knew that the Blood River was called the Tongtian River, and that the downstream areas at both ends were densely packed with countless sects of all sizes.

Sects are divided into nine ranks.

These five minor sects are all of the lower third rank, with the Blood River Sect being the strongest, belonging to the seventh rank. They all pay taxes to the middle third rank sects, which are at a higher level.

Most of the middle-grade sects have experts at the fourth level, and some even have experts at the fifth level!
As for the top three ranks, they are completely beyond imagination and are elusive.

Based on the smoke signals from the third realm, Liang Qu believed that the next targets were Hunting Tiger and Zhenxiang.

He transformed into "Fish Woman," retaining 70-80% of his original strength, making it as easy for him to beat up a third-grade sect member as if he were beating his own son.

even……

Liang Qu had been transformed into a strange fish for some time, and he vaguely felt that he could still [transform into a spirit]!
If he were to transform into a white ape, he would become a legendary figure in the sixth realm within this dream dynasty!

As long as the annual taxes are paid in full, the upper-level sects completely disregard the lives of those below.

Unless there are special nepotistic connections, but if the connections were really that powerful, they would have "ascended" to the top long ago and lived a life of luxury; such extreme cases are relatively rare.

Therefore, the five minor sects had no complaints about being occupied. On the contrary, they hoped that the "mysterious and unpredictable" Liang Qu could lead them to victory so that they could live a life of luxury.

Liang Qu never disappoints.

The time has come to show off your skills!
"Teacher, I've retrieved the person! They're waiting outside the hall!" Xi Ziyu stepped into the hall.

"Alright, go tell the kitchen to heat the oil in the wok!"

"Ah, are we going to cook for him?" Xi Ziyu rubbed her hands together, eagerly anticipating a free meal.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course we'll throw them in and boil them in oil!"

"what?"

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh every day!" Liang Qu smacked his disciple on the back of the head. "Do you think I run a charity? Now, right now, get to work!"

"Yes!"

……

tenth day.

When Long Eying heard that Liang Qu had thrown Jian Zhongyi into the oil fryer three times a day, she couldn't help but laugh.

"and then?"

"Then, then he couldn't take it anymore and tried to hit me..."

The Blood River Sect was renamed the River God Sect.

Thousands of disciples from various sects rushed about, glancing sideways at the center from time to time.

Chien Chung-yi's face was gloomy, his fists clenched, filled with resentment, and his resentment was almost tangible.

Why!
Why should a fisherman, a peasant, be able to ride on his head and boss him around?

If it weren't for Liang Qu, he would have made a promising future long ago by virtue of his clean reputation. How could he have run into the Martial Saint for no reason and ended up being crushed to death like a fly!
He is not willing!

The pain of being cut in half at the waist before his death was still vivid in his mind. The helplessness caused by the erosion of the martial saint's will would make his lower back ache involuntarily whenever he recalled it.

Fortunately.

The legendary underworld after death actually exists!
If he weren't a newcomer who needed to observe his surroundings, Jian Zhongyi would never have tolerated a bunch of kids pointing fingers at him and frying him in oil three times a day!

Even if his strength is reduced to one-tenth after death, a Grandmaster Zhenxiang is not something that can be harmed by a pot of hot oil. But these little devils don't need normal oil at all!

Snapped!
The frying oil in the black oil bubbled and splashed onto my face.

After a brief observation, Jian Zhongyi confirmed that the little devil only had the strength of a galloping horse. Not only did he recognize a strange fish as his sect leader, but he also arrogantly called the strange fish the river god!
He was forced into a corner by Liang Qu in life, but even in death he was humiliated by an ugly fish.

Jian Zhongyi immediately overturned the table and rushed into the main hall.

then.

And that was it.

He saw a hideous, monstrous fish, half fish and half snake, sitting on a throne, devouring the "blood treasure" with its mouthfuls. With a casual flick of its fin, it sent him flying dozens of miles, plunging into the river of blood. When he awoke, he was soaking in a stinking oil pot.

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about! Come and soak in the water!" Xi Ziyu shouted, stepping on the edge of the large vat.

Jian Zhongyi's fists trembled as he finally took off his clothes and plunged them into the boiling "black oil pot".

A strong, fishy stench.

"How can there be such a big difference?"

This class leap is completely unreasonable!

A group of down-and-out people whose highest level of existence is no more than a beacon fire are actually led by a strange fish that can easily knock away a grandmaster?

Even Liang Qu probably couldn't do that, right?

He was bullied by fishermen in life, and he was bullied by fish even after death.

Tolerable or unbearable.

Could it really be the River God of the Blood River?
Jian Zhongyi's pupils contracted sharply.

If even the underworld exists in legends, then it's not surprising that gods appear there.

A man can stretch and bend.

evening.

Liang Qu flew out of the palace and passed by the giant oil cauldron in the square.

Xi Ziyu took a toilet plunger and pushed the person inside.

Jian Zhongyi threw the stick aside, jumped out of the oil pot, and knelt down on both knees.

"Sinner Jian Zhongyi pays homage to the Blood River God! I am willing to lay down my life for the Blood River God!"

Black oil stains dripped onto the bluestone slab.

Liang Qu looked him up and down, his expression indifferent.

"This god needs someone to pull the chariot..."

Jian Zhongyi was overjoyed and kowtowed to the ground.

"I am willing to be the vanguard of God!"

Liang Qu gave a wink and turned to leave. Xi Ziyu understood and brought over a set of worn-out horse bits, handing them to Jian Zhongyi.

Jian Zhongyi's face stiffened: "This is..."

“A horse bit,” Xi Ziyu said matter-of-factly.

Of course I know what this fucking is!
I fucking asked you what the fucking thing was doing with it!
"Here, take it. You're the god's vanguard, pulling the cart without a bit? Bite down!"

"I'm a human! What do humans use for horse bridles, um..."

With the river god by his side, Jian Zhongyi had no choice but to bite back in humiliation.

Forbearance!

The lotus flowers sway in the breeze.

"So..." Long Eying narrowed her eyes, "you took Jian Zhongyi to the underworld and now you're making him your subordinate, working for you?"

"They're lackeys! Lackeys, you understand?" Liang Qu emphasized repeatedly. Seeing that dawn was approaching, he said, "Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Today I'm going to take down a sixth-grade sect! We'll talk tomorrow!"

Blood red surges forth, amidst towering mountain peaks.

Above the majestic mountain gate, thunder roars from within the mountain.

"How dare you trespass on my sixth-grade sect's territory..."

"Snapped!"

"I am a fifth-rank official..."

"Snapped!"

"I am a fourth-rank official..."

"Snapped!"

"Six/Five/Fourth Zhongzong, pays respects to the Blood River God!"

The square was packed with people, and the mountains seemed to roar!

(End of this chapter)