Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1142 Dragon Girl's Heart Flame, Infiltrating the Interior (Part 2)

Nanhai County, Tianzibu.

The world's largest port was placed under wartime blockade, with soldiers patrolling in shifts and strictly enforcing entry and exit registration. No ship was allowed to dock without a permit.

The support team from the river and lake administration stormed into this port, displaying documents and delivering supplies. Even at midnight, many people were unable to sleep. Two hundred miles to the southwest was Ha Long Bay, the front line of the battle, where dozens of people had died just the day before yesterday, a truly tragic scene.

"Southern Xinjiang."

Otter opened his hand and presented the hot roasted lamb leg on a porcelain plate.

Looking out from the bow of the Liangqu boat.

The lights were sparse, all blocked by the trees.

The air is very humid, much more comfortable than the dry desert—if you ignore the temperature.

Unlike the conflict between Da Shun and Bei Ting, the two sides used the Great Wall at Heyuan Prefecture and Shuofangtai as the boundary, with a corner of Lanhu Lake as a buffer, resulting in a very clear territorial division.

Between Da Shun and Nanjiang, there are no high city walls or special terrain, only rolling mountains, crisscrossing rivers, and sentry posts in the forest.

All the battles were infiltration and ambush warfare, and in the center of the two forces, a narrow, abnormally "prosperous" no-man's-land was created.

The tribes exiled from the southern border and the criminals who fled from the Great Shun Dynasty were of varying strengths. There were wolves and demons, fierce men on galloping horses, and thugs from the four passes. They were savage and bloodthirsty, and everyone feared them. It was a place that people from both sides did not want to go.

"Ah Shui, where did you get these lamb legs and chops? They don't look like local lamb. Are southern lambs this delicious?" Ke Wenbin asked.

"They're not sheep from the south, they're sheep from the northern desert!"

Xiang Fangsu gnawed a whole lamb leg clean, broke it off to suck out the marrow, and couldn't put it down.

December was already winter. The weather in the north was freezing cold, while the south was unbearably hot. Food would spoil in half a day. The ship's hold was used to store important supplies, and there was no space for meat storage ice cellars. He hadn't eaten such authentic northern mutton in a long time, and he could tell just by the smell.

"If there's food, just eat it. Why ask so many questions? Knowing too much can get you beheaded." Liang Qu leaned against the boat railing, flipping through E Ying and Long Binglin's notes on Gu worms.

"So you didn't come out the whole way and completely digested it?" Xu Yuelong wiped his mouth.

Snapped!
Liang Qu closed the book, grinning with his white teeth: "That's right, the unity of heaven and man, reaching the heavens and the earth. By the way, during my seclusion, I gained some insights and touched the heavenly gate. I'm going to settle down and reflect for a while, and then I'll knock on it again. When that happens, I'll treat you to a wine cup to celebrate your investiture as a king."

hiss.

The cold air is being drawn back in.

The already sweltering weather is now even hotter.

How could it be so fast?

Thinking about it carefully, how many Zhenxiang-level martial arts masters have been trapped in the Three Steps of Martial Saint, yet Liang Qu seems to have completed them all within a year?

Five years, I guess?

Ran Zhongshi quickly calculated the date of Liang Qu's promotion to Zhenxiang by counting on his fingers. He also remembered that the Pingyang Prefecture Lord was replaced the following year.

“I have a feeling that the forty-odd Zhenxiang we’ve sent to support this time, even if we’re all bundled together, might not be as useful as Ah Shui alone,” Xiang Fangsu said, clicking her tongue in amazement.

Having reached the Heavenly Gate and possessing the inner fire, the Zhenxiang Grandmaster stands at the very pinnacle of Zhenxiang!

The Martial Saint of the Heavenly Dragon is too powerful, and his every move is known to the world. He is far less convenient in action than the Elephant of the Heavenly Dragon. The Great Shun is at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation, but it is not impossible to exchange pieces to eliminate the Martial Saint. The Heavenly Dragon has little impact on the battle situation. In other words, in the current battlefield of the Southern Frontier, if the Heavenly Dragon does not appear, the Elephant of the Heavenly Dragon is king. Based solely on his realm, Liang Qu is undoubtedly the number one! If released into the mountains and forests, he would be an unstoppable tiger!

"Unprecedented, yet will there be anyone to follow in the future?"

"The Overlord is just a vague legend, Ah Shui, you damn well better stand in front of us."

"Haha, you flatter me." Liang Qu cupped his hands in greeting. "It's all thanks to my invincible talent. I didn't actually put in much effort."

"..."

Everyone ignored them, burying their heads in their meat, all thinking about the same thing.

How could it be so fast?

It's gotten so fast that it seems like everyone is on a completely different path of spiritual practice.

The advancement from Liangqu to Zhenxiang was still within the realm of understanding, but to this day... why is that? Even if all the treasures in the world were piled up, you wouldn't find one with such miraculous effects, would you?

The bright moon shines.

Hey.

As they pondered, a sense of loneliness crept over them.

How far can I go in the future? A level that I may never reach in my lifetime.

Why is spiritual practice so difficult?

"The General will host a welcome dinner for us tomorrow. After you've eaten, get some rest." Xu Yuelong felt the morale was a bit low. In the past, Liang Qu was fast, and everyone was still in the Wolf Smoke, Hunting Tiger, and True Elephant ranks—positions that everyone's talents and abilities would likely reach eventually, just at different paces. In the end, they would all live to roughly the same age. But Yaolong…

With the dragon crowned king, there will be no more jokes about roll call at the river and lake post office.

Perhaps three hundred years from now, when they are lying in their graves, their descendants will not even know that their ancestors and the King of the Southeast were colleagues for a few years.

"Eat and drink your fill, let's go!" Xiang Fangsu threw down the bones. "We have to work tomorrow, don't lose your heads."

"Ah Shui, have you made any tokens? We can use some."

"Make some tonight and deliver it to you tomorrow."

"Got it."

The tide is surging.

Witnessing his colleagues leave, Liang Qu also noticed the change in the scene, leaning against the railing with his hands hanging down.

Not just colleagues, but also fellow students and relatives.

Senior Brother, Xu Shi, Master, Long Binglin, Long Yanrui...

Many things haven't happened yet, but are foreseeable to happen in the future; time forgets too many things. The difference between three hundred years and eight hundred years is enormous, perhaps somewhat sad, like being classmates for several years and suddenly having to be separated into different classes.

If only we could take over the underworld.

In that instant, Liang Qu suddenly understood the ambitions of the Great Ancestor of Dali.

Create your own little world, live as your own destiny, and do whatever you want.

In the Dream Dynasty, reaching the sixth realm grants immortality, while reaching the fifth realm grants a lifespan of a thousand years.

Liang Qu even felt that this was not the limit, but rather a result deliberately set by the Heavenly Fire Sect to achieve the limit while maintaining stable operation.

The mirage dragon's abilities and consciousness are uploaded in the same way. As long as it gets enough rest and the "server" doesn't crash, it shouldn't have a lifespan limit.

"The worst disease of the human heart is selfishness."

Liang Qu mocked himself.

The descendants will continue endlessly; if this continues, when will it end? It will only create endless trouble.

The voyeur said the Blood Treasure was made by humans, and there is reason to suspect that the Heavenly Fire Sect destroyed it in batches to maintain stability.

On the treasure ship of creation, the figures of people gradually thinned out.

Otter started tidying up the empty plates, stacking them one on top of the other, and tossing them six feet high before wobbling them into the kitchen.

"Ah Shui, how is it?" Xu Zishuai asked as he touched her.

"We can call this a day now," Liang Qu said with a smile.

"Done?"

“It’s done!” Liang Qu nodded seriously. “Ling Xuan and the others are writing reports and preparing to return to the capital. I also need to write one soon. The back and forth is too rushed. I was hoping to find some time, but who knew the fleet had already arrived in the southern border region.”

From the banquet to returning from my visit to Loulan today, it's only been two days at most, I really couldn't be in two places at once.

"What about over there?" Lu Gang asked. "Didn't we say we needed to find an excuse?"

“When I first joined, my every move attracted attention. Now, I’ve become part of the group, so it’s no problem for me to go back and show up regularly. Besides, the Heavenly Fire Sect is assigning me tasks, and if I’m sent on assignments, I’ll have even more freedom.”

Xu Zishuai exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you still working even after you've died?"

"Of course! What's the difference between the human world and the underworld?"

The Heavenly Fire Sect does not support idlers. Even elders, although they do not participate in the front line, are nominally required to hold positions in a department. However, Liang Qu is a newcomer and has been placed in a position without proper arrangements. Strictly speaking, he is unemployed.

Xu Zishuai rubbed his hands together, full of anticipation: "So, what does that thing you're talking about look like?"

“A red gourd.”

"A gourd?" Xu Zishuai asked curiously. "Did you bring it with you? Hey..."

Lu Gang pulled Xu Zishuai away: "You don't need to pay attention to him."

“You can’t even get close to it.” Liang Qu chuckled. “This thing is ferocious. If you’re not strong enough, you’ll probably die if you just get close and look at it.”

Without refining and controlling the Ba Fruit, this thing is a deadly weapon that can't distinguish friend from foe. It's only because Liang Qu has the [Vortex Palace] that he has an extra health bar compared to others.

"Never mind then, I want to live two more years."

After confirming Liang Qu's condition, Xu Zishuai left with regret, and together with Lu Gang, they prepared for tomorrow's report.

"Dengdengdeng."

Pushing off the ground with both paws.

The little otter bent over and wiped away its footprints on the deck, from left to right. The sea breeze ruffled its sideburns.

Long Eying crossed her arms and watched silently.

Too lazy to waste words, Liang Qu swept him up in one arm, squeezing out the soft flesh of his thigh between his fingers, and jumped into the cabin.

……

The greatest benefit of cultivating "Returning to the Origin of Human Form" and reaching the Heavenly Gate is undoubtedly the ability to transform back into human form from a fish, and to briefly possess tactile sensation when merging with blood demons and corpses.

It is truly wonderful.

The only pity is that doing things in the current state always feels strange. After a moment of intimacy, there is no further action. It would be better to continue practicing the Yin-Yang Spirit Seed Technique.

Liang Qu rested his head against Long Eying's thigh, savoring the taste as he stroked her jade-like calves with his fingertips.

"The birth of the fruit is related to the environment. When things reach their extreme, they reverse. The fruit of the demon is in the Blue Lake. I thought there might be a corresponding one in the desert, so I took a day to fly to the northern desert and saw it. Who knew I would actually make a gain? I got a wisp of long qi and found some clues in the Loulan Kingdom."

"Loulan?" Long Eying knelt on the edge of the bed, curious.

"You know that Loulan and Ba Kingdom asked me for a son with a large sum of money back then. I used a wisp of long breath to split a canyon, which gave them a handle to use against me. I had no choice but to visit them. They still had ulterior motives and finally seized the opportunity."

"You just gave in?"

"They insisted."

"You will give it if you insist?"

"They insist!"

As they talked, they both laughed.

Liang Qu climbed up from his lap, embraced E Ying, and kissed her face.

"And you? I need to check your cultivation progress. Have you digested the Dragon Lord's essence blood? How many Qi Seas have you built up?"

"Half digested."

"Impressive!" Liang Qu exclaimed. "Reaching the Celestial Realm level after only refining half of it?"

The old Dragon King is a treasure trove from head to toe.

He began to miss the dragon's body in the Avici Hell, only regretting that its teeth were not sharp and it hadn't tasted anything.

“Not just a Celestial Being.” Long Eying turned to the side, shifting into a more comfortable position. “Guess how many times larger my Qi Sea is?”

Liang Qu raised an eyebrow: "Madam, the answer to this question is definitely not simple. Normally, breaking through to the third realm should result in more than one hundred, but since you haven't finished refining the Dragon Lord's essence blood, it means there's plenty left. You should have relied on the Dragon Lord's essence blood to directly cultivate to the perfection of the third realm, three hundred and twenty? Dragon people are uniquely blessed, I guess... four hundred?"

"not enough."

Liang Qu was surprised and thought for a moment.

"Madam is exceptionally talented, breaking the limit twice, five hundred?"

"Not enough."

"One thousand!" Liang Qu didn't believe there was such a number.

"One thousand and five."

"?"

Liang Qu was dumbfounded.

Twenty times four, then four again.

Even the most powerful beings in the Three Realms can never break through their limits to more than a thousand, unless it's not twenty but sixty or more. But even Zhang Longxiang might not have that many.

There's only one possible answer: the foundation piles aren't three, but four!

"You have inner fire?!"

"uh-huh."

"That shouldn't be the case." Liang Qu pondered, "My inner fire was ignited by Zhang Longxiang after the Six Demon Trials. I've never heard of any treasure that can help ignite inner fire. Is the Dragon Lord's essence blood really that outrageous?"

Long Eying chuckled: "Why is it essence blood? Can't it be something I cultivated myself?"

It's not semen...

Liang Qu's expression shifted, and he suddenly realized something. A wave of shame washed over him, and he scratched his head, asking, "When I died?"

“I forgot,” Long Eying said, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

Why didn't you tell me before?

"Would it make you happy or sad to tell me?" Long Eying smiled, not caring much about the matter. "It has something to do with you, but not much."

Liang Qu understood: "They're the Dragon Race?"

Long Eying nodded.

The death of Liang Qu alone was certainly impactful enough, but not enough to ignite a fire in one's heart.

Liang Qu spent his entire life managing floods in the Six Demon Trials, and was then brutally beaten by Wuzhiqi. Despite all this, he still couldn't burn out his spirit. Instead, he happily squeezed out a Buddha statue, pissed on the hands of the Six Desire Heaven, and was finally beaten out by Zhang Longxiang.

The fire of the heart needs to be tempered and refined a thousand times.

Liang Qu's death was at most a trigger, equivalent to Zhang Longxiang's punch. The real key was Long Eying's life experiences over the past thirty years before she met him, as well as the slow death of the Dragon Clan and the clan's hopes.

You deserve to die, dragon!

wrong.

Whale King, Da Li, and Jiaolong, you three deserve to die!

It's all the fault of the three of you!

Refine pills, refine pills fiercely, one whale pill, one soul pill, one dragon pill!
Spring is almost here!

Liang Qu's eyes gleamed.

It's early December now, and winter has already begun. After winter comes spring!

The Heavenly Dew Long Qi was refined and advanced to the True Manifestation, becoming the Qi Sea. Ze Ding could no longer provide any information, but the original Eight Great Mysterious Uses were still vivid in his mind.

[The fourth principle of Xuan Yong: Just as plants and trees encounter the warm spring, and fish and dragons meet the wind and rain, it cleanses away evil spirits, rejuvenates them, and, through the accumulation of sixty years, brings the dead back to life.]

As expected, he would be resurrected at that time, and whether he liked it or not, the dragon would once again feel the presence of his favor and know that the white ape was not dead.

The location of the Dragon Balls has been determined.

Similarly, the Western Turtle King said he would need a year to prepare, and the time came when heroes rose up.

The only one we need to be wary of is the whale king.

[Owner of the tripod: Liang Qu]

[Refine Ze Ling: Water Ape Great Sage (Orange) (Fusion Rate: 50%)]

[Water Essence: 91,000]

With three months left, I need to find an opportunity to elevate this thing to a higher level!
The Blood Treasure of the Underworld contains no essence.

Southern Xinjiang has many waterways, and there should be many aquatic treasures. We still need to send Afei to the Frog Clan to invite the Old Toad.

"Work, work."

Liang Qu's fighting spirit burned brightly; he jumped out of bed and began writing a report.

Long Eying got up fully clothed, held the candlestick, and leaned against the table.

His gaze shifted from Eying's flat, smooth abdomen, and Liang Qu paused at the inkstone, licking the ink.

"Your Majesty, I, Liang Qu, the Commandant of the Huai River, respectfully wish Your Majesty a long and healthy life..."

At the same time, Da Xueshan Lingxuan wrote the same words.

"Chishan! Send him to the capital!"

"Let's go back to the capital together!"

……

The next day.

Chishan turned into a gust of wind and headed north, while the Hebo team boarded the dock and headed west.

"Awei! It's up to you now!"

Awei opened his mouthparts and spread his golden wings.

Liang Qu lifted the blue centipede, tossed it upwards, and golden light flashed as it vanished without a trace.

"What did you send Awei to do?" Long Eying asked.

"Infiltrate the enemy's ranks."

(End of this chapter)