Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1128 I am already dead (8k6, three chapters combined)

The candlelight cast a bright yellow glow on the walls, which flickered and was then pressed down by the wind that blew in.

The empty plates and dishes on the table were removed, the large table was replaced with a smaller one, and Nan Di brought out the wooden box of new tea and tea set.

White foam churned up.

The aroma of tea dissipates the smell of alcohol.

Liang Qu sat on the stool, his hands dangling limply from his knees, exuding a deep and weary air.

"lady."

"Thank you."

Long Eying politely accepted the hot tea and placed it in front of Xu Shi and Liang Qu.

Xu asked Nan Di to close the door.

The hall was quieter, and you could hear your breathing. A couple of autumn insects chirped in the courtyard, their mood far less intense and lively than in the height of summer.

Yang Dongxiong asked, "You look so tired, what happened? Even if the sky falls, there's always someone taller to hold it up..."

Liang Qu laughed: "Master, you've forgotten, now, your disciple is that tall one."

Yang Dongxiong sighed: "Your cultivation is too fast, which is both good and bad. My current cultivation level is not of much help, but I consider myself to have some friends in the military and some influence in the court."

Liang Qu shook his head: "I can't help in the court, and if word gets out, it might backfire."

“If you can’t help, then talk to us. Look at your brows and eyes, they’re so dull, like you haven’t had enough sleep. Do you have the same quick wit as before?” Madam Xu patted Liang Qu’s head. “The ancients said, ‘Thoughts and poems are a way to save oneself.’ You’re only twenty-five or twenty-six. When you encounter problems, don’t keep them to yourself. Can you talk about them?”

Liangqu looked up.

Under the candlelight.

Xu's eyes revealed concern; if not for the tea mist obscuring them, one would involuntarily want to look away.

The senior disciples remained silent, sitting on the bench with their arms crossed, waiting. Without the round table, their shadows stretched out in the light, intersecting and overlapping, eventually converging at the foot of Liangqu.

He looked at Long Eying, who held his hand tightly, ready to support whatever decision he made.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his tongue licked his teeth as if trying to lick out a thread from them.

In the end, there was nothing.

"Master, Mother..."

His tongue lay flat and trembled weakly.

"I am already dead."

His eyebrows drooped to the sides, Liang Qu lowered his neck, lowered his head, and leaned back in his chair. After saying this, it was as if he had taken off a heavy shackle. At the same time, his spine lost its support and he had to rely on the back of the chair.

This……

The sentence is incoherent and lacks context.

The crowd looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"Ah Shui, what do you mean? What... died?"

"Who died?"

"Have you lost your mind?"

Ms. Xu raised her hand to touch her forehead, then touched her own.

"..."

Send a gift containing a corpse and pretend nothing happened; eat a tasteless meal and report that you are safe.

Deceiving each other until you're exhausted and filled with guilt.

How can we bear to deceive someone who has shown us such deep love and kindness?
For the first time, Liang Qu felt so tired and heavy when he spoke, and he looked to E Ying for help.

Long Eying understood and took out a divine power token: "This is the Blood Fiend Divine Power Token..."

Long Eying wasn't very good at explaining the first part of the sentence; the matter was too complicated.

She then channeled her energy into her dantian, causing a scarlet phantom to detach from Liang Qu's corpse, as if a person were removing their clothes.

The "body" that had become clothing lost its support and leaned heavily against the stool, completely still and lifeless, creating a somewhat eerie scene, until the semi-transparent scarlet phantom disappeared back in, and Liang Qu became Liang Qu again.

Everyone was horrified.

This……

Liang Qu helplessly shrugged.

"Ah Shui isn't here herself, so what kind of mechanical puppet did she use?" Lu Gang couldn't quite grasp his own logic and understanding, so he tried to convince himself based on his own experience.

"I am here, this is my corpse."

Liang Qu scratched his hair, making it messy, just like his thoughts, which he couldn't sort out no matter what.

Long Eying casually tidied his sideburns.

Dead silence.

The speaker's thoughts were a jumbled mess, and the listener's thoughts were equally jumbled, like someone choking on food, feeling uncomfortable but unable to swallow.

"Could you elaborate? Did something go wrong during your training? Or was it something else? There are no dead ends or insurmountable problems in the world; we can always find a solution," Lu Gang calmly suggested.

"Yes, is it a problem with the Three Steps to Martial Saint? I heard that the Three Steps to Martial Saint requires collecting some kind of soul? Ah Shui was too impatient and something happened to his soul? Let's go ask the master on Pingyang Mountain, or if that doesn't work, let's go to the King of Yue. Even if the King of Yue can't help, there are so many Martial Saints in the court. There must be someone with more knowledge. If you ask me, your cultivation is fast enough. Haste makes waste."

"neither."

In the end, it was Liang Qu himself who sorted out the subject.

"Things were originally difficult to explain, and many things were considered important news. However, Master knew quite a bit about them. We have to trace it back to when the Master came to Pingyang Prefecture back then. Sigh, it's a very old story..."

He sighed repeatedly and paused repeatedly.

By now.

The death was not the only event that was concealed; a series of events gradually evolved into a deception.

He deceived this person and that person, half of this person and most of that person. After deceiving them all, Liang Qu himself couldn't even tell who he had said what to whom. At the same time, he had to keep it a secret from everyone, wait for the right moment, and give an unknown answer. The longer he waited, the less determined he became, and the more he lived in a state of extreme caution, like walking a tightrope.

"It's alright, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't." Madam Xu hugged Liang Qu's head. "If you want to talk about it and are able to, then we can talk about it slowly."

“It’s not that I can’t talk about it,” Liang Qu laughed. “Right now, I’m the one handling everything, so I have the right to bring people in, it’s just that…”

The confidentiality period is divided into stages.

The Dream Dynasty and the Drought Demon's position are indeed important news, but Uncle Su Guishan and Yang Dongxiong, being high-ranking officials in the River and Lake Bureau, were well aware of it. When Prince Su came, he explained it clearly. The two matters at the moment were also orchestrated by Liang Qu.

The river and lake administration has already begun pre-war mobilization; once the fighting starts, the whole world will know.

In other words, Liang Qu was the general and commander-in-chief who was in charge before the battle.

He has the power to decide who his confidants are and who his personal guards are.

Otherwise, Long Binglin, Long Yanrui, and Long Pingjiang should never have known.

Although the words spoken to his senior brothers were somewhat harsh, they knew they couldn't be of much help. Even if they relayed messages, they couldn't use the waterways like the Long Pingjiang brothers. Therefore, Liang Qu never considered bringing them in.

As for their own affairs, they have even more say in making those decisions.

"But what?" Lu Gang asked.

Liang Qu glanced at his master: "Master understands. As long as the senior brothers know, they're allowed in..."

Yang Dongxiong nodded: "Speak if you're willing."

"Oh, it's no big deal." Xu Zishuai pressed down on the back of his chair. "Since Master has agreed, come on in. Your senior brother here is born to handle big things! At worst, I'll take on some extra work outside the martial arts hall and run errands for you, junior brother."

Liangqu took a look around.

Yu Dun, Lu Gang, Hu Qi, and Xiang Changsong did not retreat; they were prepared.

Slow down.

"I am vying with the dragon for the position of the water sovereign of the Huai River."

"Weren't you the one helping the white ape fight for it?" Xu Zishuai asked.

“The white ape and I are bound together by fate. If it hurts, I hurt; if it dies, I die.” Liang Qu clutched his head. “Master, senior brother, don’t ask me how I did it or why this happened. It’s like people needing to eat; it’s a matter of course. Just accept it, and you can interpret it however you like. If you can’t accept it, that’s all I can say.”

"Yes, go ahead," Madam Xu said, suppressing everyone's confusion.

Liang Qu raised his eyebrows and eyes.

"Senior brother, do you remember Jian Zhongyi, the former prefect of Pingyang Prefecture?"

"I remember, you committed a crime and were arrested, and your elders took your place with their deaths?" Xu Zishuai rubbed his chin. "It seems to be related to the master? The master chased the evil monk from the Great Snow Mountain all the way to Pingyang, and saw your potential, Ah Shui, so he passed on his sect's secret technique. But later, he didn't find the evil monk and was killed by Jian Zhongyi first, right? That's what Jian Zhongyi himself said. He led the Shahe Gang of Huazhu County to destroy the Blackwater River dam in order to collect..."

“Disaster,” Lu Gang added.

"Yes, it's bad luck."

Liang Qu nodded: "That's the matter. Jian Zhongyi later went to Blue Lake to atone for his crime."

"Blue Lake?"

"Yes, there is always an antidote within seven steps of a venomous snake. Blue Lake is a high and far place, a pure land, but it will give birth to something that causes great drought. The Lotus Sect of the Great Snow Mountain has set up a hidden stake, intending to cause chaos and disaster, to pollute Blue Lake with blood sacrifice, and to bring out the drought demon's position."

What is a positional effect?

"The position of fruit is the complete authority of heaven and earth, similar to the long qi, but far more powerful. The drought demon is one of them. When the drought demon appears, the land is barren for thousands of miles and there is no rain for three years. Jian Zhongyi used his disaster qi characteristics to help dismantle the Lotus Sect's hidden agents and prevent the drought demon from appearing in the world. At the same time, he disguised himself so that the Lotus Sect would not find out."

"It's very dangerous," Xiang Changsong said. "What if we get discovered?"

"So, in order to seize the initiative, I need to talk about something else. Do you all remember the Third Prince?"

"I remember your vain little white dragon, you know? I wouldn't even let you touch it." Xu Zishuai said irritably, clearly holding a grudge.

Ah Qiu!

The little mirage dragon sneezed loudly.

strangeness.

I always feel like someone is talking badly about it behind my back.

He must be a cunning and treacherous fat guy!
I'll bite you to death, I'll bite you to death!

It spat out a fat catfish resembling a white mist, which the little mirage dragon grabbed with its four claws, pulled on its long whiskers, and pounded wildly.

At the Yang residence, Liang Qu continued to recount the events leading up to this story.

"The Huaijiang Dragon King will appear every two Jiazi. The ancestor of the Mirage Clan, the Mirage Dragon, was the previous ruler of the Huaijiang River before the Old Dragon King, who led the Mirage Clan."

The Mirage Clan is equivalent to the Dragonmen and Dragon Sturgeon Clan of today. The Mirage Dragon died because, ten thousand years ago, the Great Ancestor of Dali wanted to use the Mirage Dragon's dream-making ability to collect the 'residues' of death and create an immortal dream dynasty, so he took action against it.

With the fall of the Mirage Dragon, the Mirage Clan plummeted, nearly disappearing without a trace. I was fortunate enough to rescue the Third Prince back then, and after nurturing him, he was able to enter the celestial island in the clouds of dreams, contacting the remnant soul of the Mirage Dragon and learning that the Great Ancestor of the Great Li Dynasty had not failed.

"Success?"

Apart from Yang Dongxiong, everyone was astonished.

"Does that mean there really is a netherworld? Eighteen levels of hell?"

"There is an underworld, but there are no eighteen levels of hell."

What is the underworld like?

"At first, it was hard to get used to, and it was very depressing. The river was red, and the people didn't eat rice or wheat, but ate spider lilies, which were also red, making people feel very uncomfortable. There were no dynasties there, but rather an ancient clan system and a nine-rank system."

"You're just bragging, as if you've actually been there." Xu Zishuai didn't believe him.

“I’ve been there,” Liang Qu laughed. “I’m dead, of course the dead go to the underworld.”

That makes sense!

The crowd was speechless.

"I've also carved out a territory in the underworld. I'm now the sect leader of the River God Sect, a second-rank sect, and also a second-class elder of the Heavenly Fire Sect. Senior brothers, when you go to the underworld a hundred years from now, remember to mention my name, and you can still live a carefree life."

"Go to hell! I'm going to live a life of dragons and furnaces, and I can live for thousands of years!"

"Then a thousand years from now."

"roll roll roll."

A few jokes.

The somber atmosphere dissipated considerably.

Madam Xu gently patted Liang Qu's back: "How did it come to this?"

"Sigh..." Liang Qu couldn't help but sigh again. He sighed more today than he had in his entire life. "There is also a fruit in Huaijiang, and a fruit in the Water Lord. Only one of us, Jiaolong and I, can succeed. If we don't succeed, we will die. Jiaolong will not give up. We are natural enemies."

To digress, let's talk about the Dream Dynasty first. The Mirage Dragon left a contingency plan for the Underworld: a key. Outsiders can use this key to open the Underworld. In other words, we can open the Underworld on Blue Lake and use the Underworld's evil energy and blood energy to actively lure out the Drought Demon, thus seizing the opportunity in our hands.

Fearing that the Great Li would join forces with the Ghost Mother, Prince Su brought Changqi at the beginning of the year to strengthen Pingyang's power and eliminate the Ghost Mother. Master, as a seasoned expert, was aware of this.

Yang Dongxiong nodded.

The top management of the river and lake management bureau all knew about it.

Only Liang Qu, as the person involved, knows the details of why this happened.

"Why insist on letting the drought demon be born? Wouldn't it be better to just stop it?" Xiang Changsong asked.

"Because its birth is inevitable, blocking it is one way, but it will eventually fail. Even without the Lotus Sect, the drought demon's position will still emerge in the next few hundred years due to the cycle of life and death. Moreover, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Positions can be upgraded. If the drought demon is refined by a martial saint and then killed and burned, it can be promoted to the Green Maiden position. The imperial court wants to use it to deal with the false dragon in the Southern Frontier, killing two birds with one stone."

Everyone nodded.

"It can't be that simple," Hu Qi said. "The Dream Dynasty shouldn't be that easy to manage, right?"

"So it's a backup plan. So far, the main focus is still on eliminating hidden agents. And it seems that even if we don't open the underworld, the underworld will actively seek a way out. I'll talk about that later."

After I ascended to the Celestial Realm, my third supernatural power and the rituals I obtained from the Hanging Temple could, to some extent, achieve the same effect as Jian Zhongyi. Coupled with the backup plan of the Mirage Dragon, I took this upon myself, intending to eliminate Jian Zhongyi.

"Wait a minute, the imperial court will agree to that? Isn't that illegal?"

Liang Qu did not mention that he had an agreement with the Holy Emperor.

Even now, this kind of thing cannot be admitted.

"Senior brother, don't worry about the details. Anyway, I wanted to kill him. But something went wrong, or maybe it was because of the flood season. I wanted to resolve it before the inspection. Things came together, and Jian Zhongyi used his calamity energy to lead me to the Ghost Mother Sect. I encountered the self-severing Martial Saint Chu Wang of the Ghost Mother Sect. A self-severing Martial Saint means having most of his strength removed, making him undetectable to other Martial Saints."

"Wait a little longer, isn't the Ghost Mother Cult located in the Jianghuai region?"

"Yes, but it was at Blue Lake at the time."

Why did you run so far?

"I don't know." Liang Qu still doesn't know why the King of Chu went there or what he was going to do there. "That's how it turned out. After that, there was the White Ape King, the Flood Dragon Reversal... You all know what happened."

"The white ape was eaten..."

The words, "If it hurts me, I hurt; if it dies, I die," still resonate in my ears, echoing powerfully, the two almost becoming one.

"Ah."

"Then...what should we do now?"

"Wait." Liang Qu let out a sigh of relief. The more he talked, the more comfortable he became. "Back then, Jian Zhongyi breached the dike to collect disaster energy, but he failed. However, I did gain something. If I have most of my body, I will have a chance to be reborn in spring if I die within twelve hours."

"Is there such a thing?!"

Everyone was shocked.

"To come back from the dead—that's unheard of." Lu Gang didn't react with the expected joy; his first reaction was skepticism. "Have you tried it? Have you witnessed it?"

"No……"

"How do you know it will definitely work? Who told you? Is the person who told you trustworthy? Could they be lying to you? Will there be any hidden dangers after you are resurrected? This is a life!" Lu Gang asked one question after another.

a long time.

Liang Qu licked his lips.

The die is cast.

Lu Gang remained silent.

Yes.

The wood is done.

Saying these things only adds to the worries; there is no other way but to believe and wait.

All of Liang Qu's unease stemmed from this uncertainty of waiting. The crux of the matter was his fear of an accident, and his fear that if an accident happened, there wouldn't be enough time to say anything.

"Is every bite and sip preordained?" Hu Qi pondered.

He died because of Chien Chung-Yi, and he lived because of Chien Chung-Yi.

"Wait, wasn't the white ape eaten by the dragon? I heard that the Sea Monk returned a monkey head to repay a debt of gratitude. Is one head enough?" Xu Zishuai asked.

"One head is definitely not enough..."

Recalling the past, Liang Qu's relaxed posture contracted considerably, and he scratched his head.

The control of the Blood Fiend Divine Power is closely related to the Qi Sea, to the point of being instinctive. Many subtle movements can be made based on Liang Qu's own emotional feedback.

"I've been looking for an opportunity to deal with the dragon, and I've secretly contacted the Jianghuai Demon King and General Peng Zeyuan. We'll make our move next year. I also have a backup plan: I have a poison that, if the dragon ingests it, will make my limbs weak and powerless when facing me. However, the dragon has abstaining from grains, so it's impossible to make it swallow it by ordinary means, therefore..."

The senior brothers remained silent.

Hu Qi gave the answer: "It hurts you, and you have it, so you poisoned yourself?"

"Ah."

"So, you prepared your own corpse all along?"

"Yes."

Silence. "Wait," Xiang Changsong asked tentatively, "I don't understand, how do we prepare a corpse?"

Liang Qu grinned: "You'll get it after you 'die' once."

Return to stillness.

The candlelight flickers.

Long Eying and Xu Shi held Liang Qu's left and right hands, rubbing their thumbs and kneading their hands to comfort him.

Yang Dongxiong asked, "Now you have to prepare to deal with the dragon, and at the same time deal with the hidden agents in the snow mountain. In the underworld, you said you became a second-grade sect master. It must have been difficult, right?"

After learning that there was a problem with the Huaijiang position.

The importance of dealing with the dragon has decreased dramatically, otherwise Liang Qu wouldn't have said it so easily.

He didn't bring it up.

"It's not a matter of whether it's easy or not, but it has to be done. That's why I haven't been able to come recently. Using Blood Fiend to control the corpse was something I only thought of in August. Not long after I thought of it, I got into some trouble in the Underworld and was watched by two top Martial Saints. I went to the Heavenly Fire Sect."

Because I couldn't leave at any time, I was forced to stay for a month. I only managed to find time to get out the day before yesterday. And it wasn't a complete waste of time; I learned a lot of useful things, most importantly, I discovered a compromise method for obtaining the Drought Demon's fruit.

"any solution?"

“There is a special product in the underworld called Blood Treasure. With enough Blood Treasure, it might be possible to attract the Drought Demon Fruit without opening the underworld. I have been collecting them.”

Silence.

Everyone was deeply moved tonight.

The fruit of death, the underworld, the water god, resurrection...

It's as bizarre as a story from a folk tale, no, a myth or legend.

The little frog crawled out of the well for the first time, opening its eyes to see the vastness of the world. Liang Qu, on the other hand, had already come into contact with these things early on, and was standing at the center of the whirlpool.

What kind of trouble is it to be watched by two top martial saints?
So many ups and downs.

Centuries later, could this be a secret conversation recorded in history books?

Yang Dongxiong felt dejected. If it weren't for Xu's keen observation that something was wrong, he, as the master, would have remained completely unaware of the truth from his young disciple.

Liang Qu grasped Eying and Xu's hands in return, his mood completely different from that of his worried master and senior brother.

Lean back against the chair and straighten your spine.

So cool.

He told everything.

So cool.

Although my senior brothers and masters couldn't help much, I felt relaxed and comfortable. A sense of exhilaration, like traveling light, arose spontaneously and was hard to describe.

I'm always tired because of loneliness.

Talk and talk.

Who has ever truly died once?

The eternal energy of heaven and earth is but fragments, not a panacea. It can revive the Hunting Tiger and the Perfected Elephant, but what about the Heavenly Dragon? What about the Furnace? If something truly unexpected were to happen, with tonight's omens, wouldn't everyone be less distressed?
"Mother, how did you figure that out?"

Madam Xu laughed: "You're sitting here, but I feel like your soul is out there, like something is urging you on or chasing you. You've never been so restless before. Who knew you could hide so many things?"

"I'd like to stay at your place tonight."

"I'll have someone clean the room."

"Senior brother, come along too."

“Sure,” Xu Zishuai said casually. “Sleep on the big communal bed in the north wing, tell us about the underworld, and come with us to the martial arts school to teach students tomorrow morning.”

"Okay, it's been a long time since I've been there, I'd like to go and take a look."

The second senior brother, Yu Dun, suddenly spoke up: "So, junior brother, you are actually a true spirit born of nature, aren't you?"

"What does Second Senior Brother mean?"

"The Dragon King will appear every sixty years. Does this mean there is a distinction between innate and acquired aspects?"

"It is divided into innate and acquired. I don't know about the mirage dragon, but the old dragon king is innate. If the dragon becomes a dragon, it will be acquired. If no one is acquired within two cycles of sixty years, an innate one will be born."

"Second Senior Brother means that Junior Brother is the one who was born with innate talent?" Xiang Changsong exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Dun nodded: "That's what I think. That's why Junior Brother's cultivation is so fast, almost the fastest in history. What he has in common is that he was born with a true spirit, so his destiny is that of a long dragon crossing the river, which is incompatible with dragons. However, perhaps something went wrong this time, causing the true spirit of Jianghuai to be reincarnated as a human?"

Destiny!

Everyone was suddenly taken aback.

"Oh right, how could I have forgotten about that?"

"So, 'The long dragon crossing the river' means exactly what it says, and doesn't describe Ah Shui?"

"Probably not..."

"Hey, junior brother, how did you know it wasn't true?"

You know things I don't, right?
Liang Qu harbored resentment.

He wanted to say something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

“I think that makes sense. A true spirit doesn’t necessarily know that it is a true spirit. It’s not something that’s innate; it’s all about later generations looking at earlier ones.”

"Success is true magic, failure is nothingness."

In just a few words, the crowd had already defined Liang Qu's character.

Liang Qu: "..."

"Alright, go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow." Madam Xu cut off the conversation and shoved her back. "Go to the north wing. I'll prepare some clean clothes for you."

It's quiet at night.

A maid brought over nightgowns and hot water.

After taking a shower, I turned off the lights.

Lying in bed, the moment my spine touches the bed frame, my bones feel loose, like a hinge coming undone. Leaning against the corner of the wall, a lazy sense of security fills my heart.

The fellow students gazed at the cold light reflected on the window paper and chatted idly about their lives.

Xu Zishuai talked about life in the martial arts academy and the students gossiped; Lu Gang talked about the laying of railway tracks at the Tianjin Academy of Engineering; Yu Dun talked about things inside the government office.

"Ah Shui, tell me more about the underworld?"

"There's not much to say. Aside from the scenery, living or dying is pretty much the same. We pay two taxes a year; we pay rice, they pay flowers..."

"Why did you say before that even if Da Shun didn't intervene, Da Li would still make a move?"

"Because martial arts are developing, the Great Shun's divine power token prevents the Great Li from replenishing its soul. Once it is widely promoted, and no more strong people go to the underworld, they will become water without a source and a tree without roots, withering away day by day. The Great Li's founding emperor is also very ambitious and will definitely not sit idly by and wait for death."

Liang Qu was a little tired. He put his arm behind his head and began to tell stories in bits and pieces. His emotions had been up and down all day, and now that he was relaxed, he really wanted to take a nap.

“Junior brother,” Lu Gang said.

"Ok?"

"You said you wanted the Blood Treasure to lure out the Drought Demon's Fruit, so you're collecting it?"

"Yes."

How much do we need to collect?

"If we only elicit a few results without triggering a reaction from the Lotus Sect, then we'll need many more..."

“How much is a lot?”

"At least a hundred super-grade pieces."

How many super items have you collected?

“One…”

"How many?"

Dead silence.

No one expected the numbers to be so outrageous.

"How do we collect this?" Xiang Changsong was dumbfounded.

“Let’s take it slow,” Liang Qu sighed. “I plan to go down into the river and try to catch as much as I can. More is better than nothing, and two is more than one.”

"Do you remember when Otter started selling grilled fish and asked me to forge weapons?" Lu Gang asked.

“I remember, Senior Brother, you said you wanted to accept gifts? No way, they have to be of the highest grade or the first grade. These kinds of blood treasures are only produced by large groups and are used by Martial Saints. A nobody like me can't get them to give me gifts, and besides, they wouldn't be enough.”

"What I mean is, you're just using the Blood Treasures to elicit the Position Fruits, not using them up, right? If you're not going to use them up, you can temporarily borrow them, get the Position Fruits, and then return them. You don't necessarily need ownership of the Blood Treasures, just the right to allocate them."

"Using someone else's chicken to lay eggs?"

"Yes, let's use someone else's resources to our advantage."

"Using a borrowed hen to lay eggs... Damn!" Liang Qu suddenly sat up. "Senior Brother Lu, you're a genius!"

Lu Gang said, "I think that according to what you said, earning a salary and fishing in the river little by little to accumulate wealth is too slow. If you can help my junior brother, then today's secret will not have been heard in vain."

hiss!
Instead of ownership, use scheduling rights...

Liangqu Lingguang exploded.

A new door suddenly opened.

There must be many top-grade blood treasures within the Heavenly Fire Sect.

According to Senior Brother Lu, there is absolutely no need to turn this batch of blood treasures into Liang Qu's own. As long as they can be temporarily used to replenish the inventory, that will be fine. Studying in this direction is much easier than accumulating them one by one!
The accumulated difficulties vanished without a trace, and ninety-nine percent of the heavy burden was lifted.

only……

How can it be misappropriated?

Liang Qu thought of that second-class disciple and wondered if there was any way to do him a favor. However, he could only decide on a few months' salary for a disciple, and he didn't have that much power. The plan had to be put to the sect elders.

My thoughts are running wild.

As I thought about it, I became exhausted and fell asleep without realizing it.

Sleepy.

……

"Ah Shui!"

"Ah Shui, get up!"

I vaguely heard someone calling me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was still dark, with a purple glow on the window paper.

Xu Zishuai, Hu Qi, and Xiang Changsong sat on the edge of the bed getting dressed and woke up Liang Qu, who was fast asleep.

"So early?"

"It's getting late, hurry up and get ready." Xu Zishuai put his boots on. "Breakfast will be over before it gets light. All the boarding students have to do morning exercises at this time, so I need to get there before them. Get up quickly."

"coming!"

In a daze, memories of practicing martial arts at the martial arts school flooded my mind, as if I had found a small stall last night and had a good meal. While gnawing on a bone, I complained to my fellow students that standing in the stance was too tiring and practicing martial arts was too hard. After getting rid of my worries, I slept well. The next morning, life went on as usual.

Liang Qu grinned, grabbed Long Lingxiao, and shook out the shawl.

"Wow."

Before dawn, when the birds were silent and the insects were still, all was quiet except for the kitchen, where the firewood crackled against the wall as the apprentices rushed to find food.

Upon opening the door, a wave of water mist immediately hits you.

In the hazy light, Xu, dressed as a cook, busily made noodles.

"Wait a minute." Xu Zishuai went out and came back in. "Master's wife!? Are you cooking?"

"You're up? Why can't it be me?" It was a hot September morning, and Mrs. Xu was sweating profusely. "I don't know how to make too many fancy dishes. I'll just make some noodles with the leftover chicken broth from yesterday. That's simple enough. Sit down, the water will be boiling soon."

"Alright! Noodles for today!" Xu Zishuai pulled up a small stool, sat down, and shouted, "Make them firm, I don't like them mushy. Do you have any fried eggs? If not, scrambled eggs are fine too."

"Just eat it if you have it. Why are you being so demanding? Does Xiao Jiu want it soft or hard?"

"Are you kidding me? Just because I make demands doesn't mean I'm being picky. Does that give Ah Shui the right to choose?"

"Rely on the eldest, dote on the youngest, and dislike the middle brother the most!" Xiang Changsong rolled up his sleeves and egged them on. "I thought Fourth Brother was used to it at home."

Liang Qu laughed: "I also like to eat something a little harder."

"Oh dear, why didn't you say so earlier? This batch is a bit overcooked. I'll have to make another one."

"I'm so full of anger this morning, I'm not eating anymore."

"Hey, sit down! Xiao Si, if you run away, who's going to eat this overcooked noodle?"

"Hahaha!"

"Come on, move your butt a little. You're always so clueless. Hold the bowl!" Madam Xu carried the iron pot to the table. "One fried egg for each of you. There aren't any more."

The small kitchen was bustling and noisy.

Perhaps disturbed by the noise from the kitchen, insects outside the window began to chirp and awaken.

The bowls and chopsticks clattered together.

Use a strainer to scoop out noodles.

With a tap on the side of the pot, the soup drips down in a trickle.

Fresh noodles mixed with chicken broth slid down my stomach in one go, the hot broth steaming up from my belly and seeping into every part of my body, sweeping away all the drowsiness and sleepiness.

"Ah, full and satisfied, time to get to work!" Xu Zishuai put down his large bowl, wiped his mouth, and said, "Hey, Ah Shui, why are you eating so slowly? Are you dawdling? Don't you like your master's wife's noodles? Do you find them hard to swallow?"

"Beans are boiled with beanstalks as fuel, and the beans weep in the pot. We are born of the same root, why are you so eager to harm us? The truth is hidden in jokes. Unlike my senior brother, I am reluctant to eat it, I cannot bear to swallow it whole but to savor it slowly." Liang Qu bit off the noodles in his mouth. "But I have to go back for a quarter of an hour, don't wait for me."

"You've only been in the academy for a year, and you're already quite good at showing off your literary skills. What can you do in the half hour you're back?"

"The dragon people sent me some things yesterday, but I haven't had time to pack them yet."

If you leave lotus seeds at home uneaten overnight, they will be fine, but if left for a longer period, their moisture and essence will be lost.

"Once you're on the millstone, you'll know to poop. Hurry up, Changsong, Huqi, let's go first!"

boom.

The door opens.

A chill of autumn air crept in along with the light.

Just a wink.

The noisy kitchen quieted down, and a peaceful morning returned.

The hazy purple light on the window paper disappeared, replaced by a clear golden light that pierced through the cold mist, making the whole courtyard bright and cheerful.

"call."

Liang Qu squinted, took a deep breath, and mixed the cool, slightly chilly morning air into his bowl before devouring the noodles.

……

The Martial Hall is to the west, and the Righteous Star is to the west.

The trip back and forth didn't take much effort. When they returned to the Liang residence, the lotus seeds were still lush and green. However, how to extract the essence of the lotus seeds from their moisture became a major problem.

Mermaid tears can be touched, but lotus seeds, like both plants and animals, must be eaten.

Liang Qu didn't have that ability; he had to strain to touch anything, circling the lotus seeds in the plate, and finally letting the "corpse" eat them first.

She put the lotus seeds that Eying had peeled into her mouth and swallowed them.

Ze Ding did not react.

Liang Qu frowned.

"Does this year's harvest of five thousand lotus seeds only go to the water beasts?"

I thought about it for a long time.

In a flash of inspiration, Liang Qu flicked his snake tail and passed through the center of his own "corpse".

Ze Ding trembled.

【Water Essence +22】

【Water Essence +21】

OK!
Five thousand lotus seeds were swallowed.

[Water Essence + 106,400]

[Water Essence: 114,900]

Inside the Ze Ding, the blue tide rises and the water ripples.

A thought came to my mind.

Above the cauldron, three long wisps of energy, two red and one green, swirled around, and one was suddenly drawn away.

[Water Essence: 104,900]

Red-eyed spirit fish swim in the blue tide.

[It can consume one spirit fish to transform the water pillar into a divine power, a pillar that will stand firm for a hundred years.]

(End of this chapter)