Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1150 When the tiger is away, swift and decisive action is taken (Part 2, please vote for me)

The camp was quiet, with a dim light filtering through the tent.

Xu Haitao didn't say or do much. He opened a drawer and gave Liang Qu a confidential map covered with annotations, letting Liang Qu make his own judgment. Then he adjourned the meeting.

The crowd dispersed.

The guard tidied up the chairs and pages, recalling the conversation just now, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "General, could it be that what Marquis Xingyi said just now meant that we should launch a counterattack?"

"Why not?" Xu Haitao retorted.

"This……"

"Do you remember why we retreated to Ha Long Bay?"

After a moment's thought, the guard suddenly realized his mistake and slapped his forehead, exclaiming, "I was so confused!"

Xu Haitao gazed at the sand table, pulled out the small flag from the north bank, and planted it on the south bank of the Red River.

"The white ape died suddenly, and the world was in chaos. Since the middle of the year, our southern front has been shrinking again and again, and we have lost state after state. Hundreds of thousands of people have been affected, all because we have not been able to capture the Southern Frontier Master."

Now, even the southern border is forced to shrink back due to the situation, concentrating in one place. Everyone will be the same as before, so what is there to fear? Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. Let's wait for good news from Marquis Xingyi… Oh right, has the Curse Demon awakened yet?

"He is seriously injured and unconscious. Marquis Xingyi was too ruthless. Zhou Sha's injuries are too severe. Half of his body is missing. He has just stabilized. The doctor said that he may not recover until tomorrow or the day after."

"Continue to observe, and report immediately if anything changes."

"Yes!"

……

Small porcelain bowls are placed around the perimeter, and a large porcelain plate is placed in the center. The whole green bamboo fish is sliced ​​into crystal-thin pieces, spreading out around the spine.

The otter spread its legs wide, sat on the ground, tore cilantro and scallions into pieces with its paws and threw them into a bowl, poured in soy sauce and vinegar, drizzled sesame oil on top and stirred it well, and shared the fresh raw fish with the little otter, its tail swaying from side to side.

Two daybeds were pieced together, one horizontally and one vertically, and Long Eying lay across them reading the scrolls.

"They're not quite the same."

With his head resting on soft, white legs and strands of black hair falling across his neck, Liang Qu stroked his chin, pondering the documents in his hand, his eyes gleaming.

"What's the difference?"

"It's not as easy as I imagined. The Southern Frontier actually moved their rituals to the front lines, and there are so many Gu worms."

Is it as difficult as you imagine?

"Hey, no."

Pinch the fleshy white thigh, Liang Qu flipped open the map and studied the markings word by word.

The battles between Da Shun and Nanjiang were "mobile warfare" with the primary objective of inflicting casualties on the enemy's manpower, unlike the defensive counterattacks during the Beiting campaign.

The Corpse Demon and the Curse Demon each have their own strongholds. They operate in small teams, repeatedly infiltrating the heart of the Great Shun territory to ambush Great Shun masters who leak their energy.

This is why the Great Shun front rapidly contracted and retreated—the vital forces had to be concentrated, all local areas were being exploited like mayflies, exposed targets, and being alone meant certain death, while excess areas had to be abandoned.

The reason why the southern border also needs to shrink its front line is the same – the manpower must be concentrated, and tactical squads are in danger of being wiped out if they encounter Liangqu.

The actual situation in southern Xinjiang was not as critical as it seemed. After all, one exposure does not mean repeated exposures, and Da Shun did not have the technique of blood collection from mayflies. However, the casualties this time were too great.

Thirty-six perfect images.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Better safe than sorry. The small team of about ten people felt completely insecure, and no one was willing to lead another ambush.

Because of constant movement and timely response, a so-called stronghold is merely a temporary resting place and a convenient place for transmitting orders; its defensive deployment is far inferior to that of a strategic point.

The southern shore of Ha Long Bay is a strategic point!

According to the detailed map markings given to him by Xu Haitao.

The various Gu insects are arranged here. Not to mention the Martial Saint Jade Tablet, there are also three rituals here. One of them is similar to the Bai family of Hantai Prefecture. It can bring down the ancestor and obtain strength that is infinitely close to that of the Heavenly Dragon.

The other two are of different types; one is for reconnaissance, and the function of the other is currently unknown.

At the same time, there are hundreds of Zhenxiang, as well as five Gu and nine poisons, and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

However, difficulty does not mean it is impossible.

The lack of a martial arts master in Ha Long Bay is a major drawback; having one would be the most difficult challenge.

In a word.

When the tiger is away, the tiger is gone!

The same rituals and ceremonies exist in Liangqu as well.

The Victorious Fighting Buddha can summon the Great Sun Tathagata, which can force a ritual to disconnect, thus providing a powerful guarantee.

The double insurance of Black Cicada and Ritual is that it only allows for offline reconnaissance, but it cannot completely ambush. It is also quite good when placed on the other two Ritual items.

"It's a pity that I didn't fully capture the Great Sun Tathagata back then. If I had captured it fully and blocked all three, it would have been much easier."

Liang Qu lay on his lap, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He studied the map carefully for a long time before finally making out the words in the labels: "Dare to think and dare to act!" The whole book was filled with these words.
What about the rituals and the hundreds of perfect images? If all else fails, just go and release the Dragon Slayer every day, using the full power output of seven thousand times the Qi Sea. Release it and then run away. Let's see how many days we can last.

On the orchid-shaped pendant, the dark light of the flowing waves seemed to echo each other.

"Has your Qi Sea recovered?" Long Eying asked.

"No."

"Then let's wait a little longer. Do you remember what Commander Xu told you?"

Liang Qu's eyes narrowed: "You mean... Qinzhou?"

“If we really take the south bank, the casualties will be heavy, and they will inevitably resort to desperate measures. If the Martial Saint of the Southern Frontier makes another move and forces his way out, what if the Martial Saint of the South Sea is unable to come to our aid due to various unforeseen circumstances?” Long Eying suggested, “Why don’t we wait? Isn’t the imperial court going to send the Purple Gold Cavalry? Let’s wait for the situation to recover and for the Cavalry to assess the situation before we make a move.”

“What you say makes sense, Madam. The behavior of the King of the South Sea when we arrived was indeed somewhat suspicious.”

The premise of "no tigers in the mountains" is that the tigers are watching from the sidelines. If a tiger were to come down from the mountain, it would undoubtedly be a problem. With this thought in mind, Liang Qu sat up abruptly and jumped off the daybed. "I'm going to go next door to ask Brother Xu what's going on! Wait, it seems I don't need to go."

"Ok?"

"An old friend has arrived!"

Within the mental link, Chishan suddenly appeared in the military camp!

The horse's hooves landed, raising a cloud of dust.

"The situation is not good."

Ling Xuan leaped off his horse and looked around. On the small north bank of Ha Long Bay, there were more than two hundred elephants gathered, an unbelievable density.

The normal battlefront shouldn't shrink like this unless there's a major setback. Fortunately, if the victory report is true, thirty-six Zhenxiang are still a considerable number. Ling Xuan guesses that the situation in the Southern Frontier should be similar now.

Both sides simultaneously contracted and waited.

Da Shun awaits the deciphering of the Mayfly Blood-Gathering Gu and the Blood-Hidden Gu.

In southern Xinjiang and other regions, mayflies collect enough algae and canals for metabolism, capture the vital energy, and track their movements.

According to intelligence, as long as we wait two or three months to fully grasp Liang Qu's whereabouts, even if we can't deal with him, it doesn't matter; we can simply avoid him within a thousand miles.

"The First Marquis of the Great Shun Dynasty...is he really that powerful?"

Bone Demon E Qirui stared blankly.

He watched as Zhenxiang, who had received the battle order, returned to the camp one after another. Looking across the Red River, where the high red fog wall blocked the flying mosquitoes, he felt nothing but absurdity.

For the past six months, the situation in southern Xinjiang has been excellent, with unstoppable momentum, capturing cities and strongholds one after another and reaping great rewards.

Now, hundreds of elites have actually retreated and hesitated to advance because of the arrival of one person?
Morale plummeted.

There are over three or four hundred Zhenxiang on the front lines alone, and among so many people, not a single one has a solution.

“There’s nothing we can do, it doesn’t matter who comes.” Plague Fiend walked out of the tent. “It’s because Curse Fiend and Corpse Fiend are both gone, and they died so cleanly and neatly. This is a method that the two seniors, Red Tide Poison and Black Water Poison, thought was temporarily feasible after their exploration. The chieftain also approved it. We have to admit that there is no way to deal with Liang Qu in the Southern Frontier at present. Now the news is spreading in the military camp.”

E Qirui looked up, puzzled: "Spread? Spread what?"

The Plague Demon pointed at the soldier and sneered, "They say Liang Qu is unpredictable, but unbeatable."

silence.

E Qirui glanced at the soldiers on guard: "Even Five Poisons and Nine Deadly Poisons won't work?"

"It's hard to say." Wen Sha shook his head. "One-on-one is definitely out of the question. Liang Qu is now undoubtedly on the same level as the Sick Tiger of Beiting. There is no possibility of a one-on-one fight. Even if we swarm him, we will need a bit of luck. After all, Liang Qu is just one person, and it would be too easy for him to get away."

Yes.

A person.

This is the most difficult one.

"Will this contraction be effective? Can we defeat Liang Qu?" "We can't defeat Liang Qu, but we can defeat Da Shun. Right now, we're just trading time for space. We'll hold out for two or three months until Fuyou finds out Liang Qu's location. If he goes deep into our territory, we'll have the Martial Saint kill him. If he doesn't go deep, we'll avoid him and keep everything as it is, as if he doesn't exist."

We can't defeat Liangqu, but we can defeat Da Shun...

"Kakakaka."

His fists clenched so tightly that his bones cracked, and E Qirui felt even more absurd and frustrated.

The Five Poisons, Nine Deadly Poisons, and Twenty-Four Fiends are the most prestigious and powerful titles in the Southern Frontier over the past thousand years, representing the most promising masters who have the best chance of advancing to the Heavenly Dragon realm.

Being included among them is, in E Qirui's opinion, the most proud and honorable thing in his life.

However, today, under the title of "First Marquis of Da Shun," it crumbles mercilessly with the slightest touch, like a serving of salty soup given away in a foot massage parlor, worthless.

With just one person, Da Shun was able to leave the vast southern border region helpless.

"To compare oneself to bears, tigers, and wolves is to willingly degenerate from human ethics into bestial behavior..."

Claiming to possess poisonous and malevolent properties, they are like demons roaming in the night, ashamed to face the light of day...

Therefore it is said: The false titles of the Northern Court and the Southern Frontier are not meant to flaunt their strength, but rather to reveal their weakness; not to display their power, but to expose their fear! These two chieftains, inwardly harboring trembling fear, outwardly feign being like monkeys in human clothing, using words to cover their shame and embolden themselves…”

This article was banned from circulation and discussion in southern Xinjiang, but E Qirui still saw and heard about it.

I vividly recall a general boasting that he would inflict a crushing defeat on Liangqu, leaving him utterly defeated and sunk to the ground.

It's only been two days.

A sense of disgust arose inexplicably in my heart.

This incredibly honorable title made him feel a little ashamed.

Wouldn't it be better if we changed the bone marrow?

"Let's go," Plague Sha interrupted E Qirui's thoughts. "The general is waiting for us at the camp."

E Qirui's eyes flashed: "Okay!"

……

Chishan lay on the iceberg, tilting his head to eat fine lang grass, occasionally snorting loudly.

Liang Qu and Ling Xuan sat facing each other, set up a small table, and asked the kitchen to cook two more hot dishes.

"Come on, try this South China Sea sashimi! It's quite good! Otter loves it."

Ordinary people would be extra careful when eating raw fish, but for Zhenxiang, he can enjoy it without worry. His digestive system is so powerful that even parasites can't survive, which means his cultivation is not up to par.

Ling Xuan took the chopsticks: "The truth of this matter has not been revealed, and no one can say for sure. If Marquis Xingyi insists on knowing, please keep it a secret and do not spread it widely."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Liang Qu served Ling Xuan some food.

"This is a long story. The issue of the governor of Qinzhou dates back to last year. During the New Year last year, the Imperial Censor reported to the Emperor that a major case had occurred in Qinzhou, Lingnan Province. Several women in the area had been raped and murdered, numbering no less than dozens. After the perpetrators succeeded, they also chopped off the women's feet and took them away. Such a heinous incident was concealed by Qinzhou."

"Oh?" Liang Qu raised an eyebrow. "And then?"

"Then His Majesty ordered the Prince of Nanhai to thoroughly investigate the case. The Prince of Nanhai also served as the Governor-General of Lingnan. Qinzhou was under his jurisdiction. If there were any serious cases in the area that were concealed, he would naturally be held responsible for the matter."

"What were the results of the thorough investigation?"

"Nothing was found."

"Nothing was found?"

"Yes, it happened at the end of last year, less than a year ago. News takes months to come and go, how could it be so fast? After that, there was the death of the white ape, the reversal of the dragon's flow, the war in the southern border, and the rebellion of the governor of Qinzhou."

"Gone?"

“That’s all.” Ling Xuan guessed what Liang Qu was thinking. “It’s precisely because he doesn’t know much that His Majesty sent me here. As for the specifics, I will have to investigate further.”

Qinzhou, facing the southern border, was originally a military stronghold, even more important than your hometown Pingyang. There were as many as twenty Zhenxiang in the city, who had been stationed there for a long time. But because Qinzhou suddenly rebelled, they deliberately poisoned and put the masters of the southern border into the city. None of the twenty Zhenxiang survived.

"How many Zhenxiang are there in the entire Lingnan Province? Twenty have inexplicably disappeared. The Southern Frontier, seizing its advantage, has swept through the region with unstoppable momentum. Today, they've reached the Red River and captured most of Lingnan. The number of Zhenxiang in the two capitals has dwindled from eighteen to seventeen. The court must find out what happened."

Liang Qu wanted to go to the Prince of Nanhai's mansion, but the Prince of Nanhai claimed to be ill and did not come out.

It is estimated that he was under tremendous psychological pressure. The defection in Qinzhou is the most serious link at present, and the King of the South China Sea must have borne some responsibility for it.

Unfortunately, due to the fall of Qinzhou, chaos ensued, with some people dying and others fleeing, making it difficult to clarify the situation.

"Thank you, Brother Ling, for investigating the case thoroughly as soon as possible. This will allow us to fight with peace of mind and end all of this quickly."

"Those in positions of power should fulfill their responsibilities."

Ling Xuan ate heartily, having gone without food or water for six days and seven nights. He was indeed starving. He swept the dishes off the table and got up to leave.

"Since things have come to this, I won't exchange any more pleasantries with Brother Liang. I'll go investigate the case right away."

"it is good!"

Da Shun, etc., Nanjiang, etc., Liangqu, etc.

Due to a combination of factors, the battle line came to a temporary halt.

But Liang Qu was a very busy man. Although he was temporarily free in the mortal world, it was not the same as being idle in the underworld.

"It's a good opportunity to go back to the Heavenly Fire Sect!"

"Master! You're finally back! An elder came looking for you yesterday, saying that your position has been assigned!" Lao Mengyao rushed out of the cave, handing over a booklet along with the corresponding documents and token.

Liang Qu lifted the lid to take a look.

"Taoyuan?"

"Yes, yes, my brother said it's a great job. Lots of free time, convenient for cultivation, and the pay is good too!"

What the hell?
Liang Qu scratched his head. "Let him guard the peach orchard? Why not let him raise horses?"
Where is this place?

"Shuyu Pavilion!"

"Hey, isn't that your old employer?"

"Ahem." Lao Mengyao was somewhat embarrassed.

After teasing his disciple for a while, Liang Qu closed the book.

Good thing.

It turns out to be an overseas assignment!

Liang Ququan had always been in the Heavenly Fire Sect, a place teeming with hidden talents. Fearing discovery, he would always travel far away before crossing between Yin and Yang. It was much more convenient to go to the Shuyu Pavilion. The key was that since he was parachuted in, he was mostly supervised and not really managed by anyone.

Why was such a position assigned to you?

According to the voyeur, Liang Qu felt that his "true spirit" should be kept under his watchful eye.

Take a moment to consider.

"Pack your things, let's get going as soon as possible!"

Over the next few days, Liang Qu will visit the elders of the Heavenly Fire Sect one by one, bring some small gifts, and strengthen their relationship. He will then return to the River God Sect, bringing along his cheap disciple Xi Ziyu and his not-so-cheap cheap disciple Lao Mengyao, and take up his post at the Shuyu Pavilion.

During this period, Liangqu returned to the mortal realm every other day at noon.

Busy until mid-December.

Otter wielded his nine-ringed staff, practicing diligently and sweating profusely.

A hot wind hits your face.

"Lord Xingyi, the situation has been basically ascertained."

Ling Xuan returned to the military camp, put down three books, and gulped down three cups of tea.

Liang Qu: "?"

No.

What the hell?
There was a pause.

Liang Qu tentatively asked, "What have you found out?"

"The Qinzhou defection case," Ling Xuan said, puzzled. "I came here specifically to thoroughly investigate this case, what else could it be?"

Worthy!

Is this the Purple Gold Cavalry?

Leaving the snow-capped mountains, the world is vast and there is much to be done.

"Efficiency, Brother Ling!"

(End of this chapter)