Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1158 Swift Blade! (Seeking monthly votes, two chapters combined)

"The front lines have suffered another defeat."

Li Xianghan sighed, spread her arms wide, and collapsed onto the insect-infested fungal carpet.

Two mice stretched out their furry paws and scurried out of the insect jar, carrying out the dried fruit they had treasured in their nest, offering it to their owner as a small consolation.

Awei hugged a blue giant panda, curled it into a ball, and devoured it with abandon, leaving giant panda crumbs all over the table. Hearing this, he stopped using his hooked mouthparts and spun around in place.

"Hmph, who else could it be but Liang Qu? Everyone in the village, young and old, says he's the number one marquis of Da Shun, the number one threat in the southern border. He rides a winged dragon and can summon wind and rain, lightning and thunder, wherever he goes. Anyone who gets caught in the rain will drown, even the Grandmaster. I think he's just scared out of his wits. Is he telling a story?"

Li Xianghan fed the dried fruit back to the rat, stroking its back fur. "I heard that more than 110 Zhenxiang have died in the past month, and he killed nearly 60 of them. One of the Red Water Poison and the other of the Black Water Poison were captured and went missing."

If it weren't for him, the battlefront at Ha Long Bay wouldn't have been able to be pushed back. The chieftain was furious and wanted to gather the remaining Five Poisons and Nine Deadly Poisons to deal with Liang Qu once and for all. The village was in chaos, and several elders disagreed with continuing the fight. They planned to demand compensation from the chieftain and withdraw their own people from the front lines.

Sixty of them! Tsk tsk, Little Blue, do you think one person can really be that strong?

Awei mouth-closing device.

Li Xianghan looked up in puzzlement: "How can you be so sure? You're talking as if you've seen it before."

Two mice stood on his shoulders, straightened up, hands on hips, adding to their owner's imposing presence.

Awei repeatedly swung his limbs.

Silence.

Li Xianghan rested her head on the fungal blanket, paying no attention, thinking that the insect was naive and unaware of the power of the Zhenxiang master, which was on a completely different level.

sixty.

The number was beyond her wildest dreams. An ordinary person wouldn't even have the energy to kill sixty pigs. If all of them were her loyal followers, Li Xianghan could have become the second-in-command of Qingwen Valley that very day, with absolute authority.

Now, sixty of them are condensed into one. How strong would that pig—no, how strong would that person be?

What does Liangqu look like?
I heard that he married very early and has a dragon girl wife whose beauty and figure are unparalleled in the world. Li Xianghan thinks that is just embellishment for capable people. People say that even the toilets used by capable people are beautiful. It's all hype. I don't know if he is actually eight parts beautiful and seven parts figure like me.
Unfortunately, I probably won't meet such an important person in my lifetime, let alone have any interaction with him.

A holy maiden of a village, in the eyes of ordinary people, is already an unattainable existence. Ordinary people would feel it is a divine blessing to see her even once, and dream of her for ten days in a row. Her beauty is unparalleled and her status is incomparable...

However, there is always a higher heaven and a more capable person; the higher you stand, the farther you can see.

"Liang Qu is so skilled, hunting tigers at eighteen and a half. Yuan Yuwen is nineteen, only six months different, so they're about the same, aren't they? It seems there's a reason why the old man is so obsessed. If the old man can trick people into coming here, Yuan Yuwen has twenty more years of cultivation, so Liang Qu might not be a match for him..."

"puff."

Awei spat out a mouthful of pill residue.

Two rats, quick as lightning and with swift claws, jumped off the shoulders and, before the other Gu worms could, licked the dregs of the pill clean from the ground.

Li Xianghan asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did you not like the Dan today?"

Awei shook his head, ran to the side to rinse his mouth with the precious plant nectar, spat it on the ground, and the two mice transformed into whirlwinds, changed direction, and rushed over swiftly, sucking it all up in the blink of an eye.

Li Xianghan chuckled and sat up. "You don't need to eat so fast. There are no bugs to take it from you. If you're not full, I'll have someone get more. But you're eating so much, are you sure you can digest it all? Won't you get heartburn?"

Awei patted his chest.

"Alright, you know what you're doing. I'm going to cultivate now." Li Xianghan stretched, revealing her beautiful curves. "In the past six months, we've made rapid progress. I thought we could really take over Lingnan, but in the end, we couldn't accomplish anything."

The old hag is out there and probably won't be back anytime soon. It would be best if she died along with me, so my grandparents could teach that slut a lesson in the afterlife!

Awei: "?"

The blue-armored centipede circled around, thinking it had misheard.

“I was adopted, didn’t you tell me?” Li Xianghan said matter-of-factly. “Oh, I don’t think I told you. Yuan Yuwen has been dead for less than thirty years, and I’m already twenty-eight this year. Even if that old man is very prolific, he can’t have more than two generations. At most, he’ll be my mother.”

I share the same surname as the old woman. She is my grandfather's younger sister. Love curses are never one-sided; they are curses that the person who casts the curse must also bear the consequences. So I think the old woman is stupid for actually being willing to believe in a playboy.

Yuan Yuwen is dead, and the old bastard suffered a backlash, recovering from severe injuries but unable to have children for the rest of his life. Coincidentally, I am also a 'Spiritual Source,' and my family members died young, so the elders decided to adopt me as their disciple and granddaughter. The old bastard is exactly forty years older than me, so being his grandmother is appropriate in terms of age.”

Awei was feeling dizzy.

Grandmother, Grandpa, Little Sister...

Wait a minute, my age still doesn't seem to add up. I need to take a big bite of Danish biscuit to calm down.

Click click click.

……

The trees are laden with bright and beautiful flowers, and the branches are heavy with fruit.

Fruit hangs heavy on the branches like brocade balls, and flowers bloom profusely on the tree like clusters of rouge.

It blooms and bears fruit intermittently, ripening over a thousand years; it remains dormant for ten thousand years, without summer or winter.

Beneath the tree, wondrous flowers and exotic blossoms bloom, their colors ever vibrant throughout the four seasons. To the left and right, pavilions and halls stand, often shrouded in clouds and rainbows. These are not ordinary plants of the mortal realm, but were cultivated by the Queen Mother of the West in the Jade Pool.

"Crack, click, click."

Lao Mengyao was cultivating under the tree when Liang Qu, transformed into a blood ape, lay down under the tree, picked a peach, and ate it in three bites, revealing the red peach pit inside.

It's not some purple-veined golden core, it's a fifth-grade blood treasure!
When Liang Qu first arrived at Shuyu Pavilion, he was truly shocked. This peach tree could actually produce blood treasures, and the fertilizer was a low-grade blood treasure. He immediately understood why the Tianhuo Sect had sent elders to guard it.

"There shouldn't be only one production method using peach trees. Natural crystallization in the Blood River, and production within peach trees—that's two methods..."

Liang Qu pondered for a moment, then casually tossed the Blood Treasure into his mouth, crushed it, and began to refine it.

"Master, you've been stealing food again." Lao Mengyao looked like she had caught her red-handed.

"This is called reasonable waste, what do you know! There are so many peach trees, some are top-grade, what's wrong with me eating a few top-grade ones? Shouldn't I?" Liang Qu picked another one and tossed it to Lao Mengyao.

Lao Mengyao stuck out her tongue and hugged Taozi happily: "Master, why haven't you seen Monkey lately? Have you been having a secret rendezvous with Master's wife?"

"We are a legally married couple. What secret rendezvous? And this is an adult matter, not for the child to concern himself with. Focus on your martial arts."

"Oh."

"By the way, how's your brother doing lately? Has he come to see you?"

“No, just like you, Master, I’m always busy with something and I never see anyone,” Lao Mengyao replied.

Liang Qu's eyes flashed, realizing that Lao Yingtian was busy working on his promotion to a first-rank disciple.

With spring drawing ever closer, Liang Qu's biggest problem now is not knowing how to deal with the underworld.

If he is not able to freely enter and exit after being resurrected, it will undoubtedly be a big problem. There are too many secrets left in the Blood River Realm, and since he disappeared for no reason, the Heavenly Fire Sect will not easily let go of any clues. Lao Mengyao and Lao Yingtian will be thoroughly investigated, the matter of the treasure vault cannot be kept secret, and the River God Sect will also be destroyed.

If all else fails, at least we should take the disciple and his family with us.

It's perfectly reasonable to bring Chien Chung-yi in since he's dead, but how can you take a dead person out?

If we could find a way to freely enter and exit the area after being resurrected, that would be ideal.

Liang Qu calmed his mind and focused his gaze on the black-robed emperor.

Time is always too short and too long.

Resurrection takes too long, the position is too far away, the dragon is too close, the southern border is too rushed, and life is too short.

Nothing ever satisfies me.

half an hour.

Pick two more peaches, eat one and throw the other away.

"I'm going out for a bit. If someone comes, you'll entertain them and cover for them."

"I know, I know. I'll accept this bribe. We're all in this together. Master, you can go find my mistress without worry." Lao Mengyao twirled the peach in her hand and rubbed off the fuzz with a grin.

……

"Phew, the mortal world is still the best."

"Which one is better?" Long Eying closed her eyes, turned over and hugged him, with half of her long white legs straddling her waist.

"The people are beautiful, and the flowers are beautiful."

Returning from the underworld, "Human Return to Origin" transformed into human form and entered the body. Liang Qu opened his eyes, experiencing the long-lost touch and the fragrance and softness of the bed. He pinched his thigh and sat up.

After shaking off the repaired dragon spirit silk, he stepped out of the camp.

"Lord Liang!"

"Duke of Liang!"

"Don't talk nonsense about things that aren't true!" Liang Qu laughed and scolded.

The passing master laughed heartily.

The vast front line was almost entirely covered by Liangqubu rain, the air was dry for a long time, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no mosquitoes.

After being showered with compliments, Liang Qu walked into another large tent.

"I don't think we'll be able to go home for the New Year this year." Ke Wenbin said, crossing his legs. "Southern Xinjiang certainly won't give in easily, and the imperial court doesn't want to bleed money. We'll have to wait a while, at least half a year."

"I heard that the former Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang has come to the front lines to offer her condolences. Oh, Ah Shui," Xiang Fangsu greeted her.

Liang Qu nodded and sat down. Ke Wenbin asked curiously, "Which Holy Maiden? There are only a few in the Southern Frontier. Could it be the one who's having an affair with Yuan Yuwen?"

"I don't know. I heard it was a woman, and she looked a bit old, probably around seventy." Xu Yuelong shook his head.

"That shouldn't be the case. Yuan Yuwen isn't dead. He's probably not even fifty yet, right?" Liang Qu thought of Awei's intelligence and guessed that several people had been sent from the Southern Frontier at the same time.

“Hey, that’s not necessarily true.” Bai Yinbin picked up an orange. “Who said the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang is the same age as Yuan Yuwen? I remember that the Holy Maiden is twenty years older than Yuan Yuwen. When the two of them were having an affair, that Holy Maiden was already forty years old. She’s exactly seventy this year.”

"?"

A question mark popped into Liang Qu's head, and he immediately recalled the incongruity in Awei's intelligence.

Indeed, Yuan Yuwen is not dead. He is fifty years old today. How could he have a thirty-year-old granddaughter?
Is it possible...

"A twenty-year age gap is too exaggerated, isn't it? For an ordinary person, they'd be almost a grandmother by forty," Liang Qu complained.

Say it.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Liang Qu paused in his act of peeling the orange: "Why are you all looking at me?"

"You're talking about other people, isn't yours fourteen years older than you?" Ke Wenbin scoffed. "Forty-one or forty-two next year?"

"Can that be the same?"

"Ha, getting impatient," Ke Wenbin scoffed.

A few moments.

"Cough cough..." Under the gaze of death, Ke Wenbin coughed twice and stopped smiling. "Well, fourteen and twenty are indeed different, but when it comes to martial arts cultivation, it's about realm, not age. When that Holy Maiden was forty, she was just a Tiger Hunter, the same realm as Yuan Yuwen. We also got married late, it's the same principle."

"Women are like fine wine, the older they get, the more fragrant and mellow they become," Xiang Fangsu added.

"Hahaha."

Liang Qu popped the orange into his mouth.

Let's chat for a bit.

"Is Ah Shui going back this year? We don't think he can. You might be able to return to the capital halfway to receive his reward. He'll probably become a Duke then, right?"

"Let's forget about the Duke; it's too much trouble, and he probably won't be able to go back this year."

"What do you mean by 'the Duke is a troublesome figure'? How can you even say something like that? You're getting more and more pretentious."

"Are you worried that the Southern Frontier will launch a surprise attack while you're away? It shouldn't be that bad. We're consolidating our front lines now, so we're not completely defenseless. We can hold out for a month or two without any problem."

"That's not the reason either; you'll see when the time comes."

Everyone was stunned.

Liang Qu patted his bottom, got up, grabbed the tangerines from the table, stuffed them into his pocket, and left.

Ke Wenbin and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't understand, Ah Shui is becoming more and more mysterious."

"By the way, what's he here for?"

"They stole our tangerines!"

Liang Qu wandered around aimlessly, seemingly just to hear someone call him Duke of Liang.

As I chatted with Xu Zishuai against a tree trunk by the paddy field, watching the people gradually resume production and busily transplanting rice seedlings in the fields, I felt a sense of accomplishment.

With two-thirds of Lingnan lost and half recovered, the pressure on survival was undoubtedly greatly alleviated.

"They're here!" Liang Qu looked up.

A red light appeared on the horizon, flowing rapidly.

"Alright, if you have something to do, I have to go too." Xu Zishuai clapped his hands and stood up. "The logistics on the front line are too tight. Senior Brother Lu and I went there and worked non-stop. Swinging the hammer made our arms grow bigger."

Liang Qu laughed loudly: "I'll have General Xu give my senior brother more military merits."

"That's pretty much it."

Holding onto a blade of grass, Xu Zishuai strolled along the ridge of the field as the red light descended from the horizon.

laugh!
Chishan snorted, and Lingxuan dismounted.

Liang Qu composed himself, his eyes revealing seriousness, all his leisure time vanished: "How is it?"

"His Majesty said it's worth a try!" Ling Xuan handed over the long tube behind her, unscrewed it, and a strange fragrance wafted out.

Imperial decree!

White jade shaft with gold kui dragon pattern.

The highest-ranking imperial edict of our time!

Liang Qu lifted the jade scroll, unrolled the imperial edict, its dazzling reflection gleaming as he squinted and scanned it.

South China Sea Commission Order!
My fingers trembled.

"Who's coming?"

"The Cabinet believes that the King is the best choice!"

"Alright." Liang Qu rolled up the imperial edict and stuffed it into a wooden tube. "Let's go, there's no time to lose, let's go find Prince Chong now!"

……

There are three kings in Lingnan.

King Xingjin, King Chong, and King of Nanhai.

The fiefdom of the King of the South Sea is the best, possessing the number one port in the world, Tianzi Port. To the south lies the South Sea, a place where land and water meet, with the most abundant spiritual energy, and also the strongest power.

The tax revenue of Nanhai County alone is several times that of even the poorest fiefdoms!
Chongwang was second only to him and was also the one with the greatest hope for the implementation of the plan.

Liang Qu made a secret visit, and the steward of the Prince's mansion dared not neglect him and immediately arranged a private meeting.

Prince Chong strode into the room. He appeared to be a middle-aged man of around thirty-four, with a dark blue sash around his waist, exuding the air of a scholar. Upon seeing Liang Qu and Ling Xuan, he was puzzled, but still cupped his hands in greeting: "Marquis of Xingyi, who is this...?"

"Angels soaring, the Three Laws' Purple-Gold Cavalry!"

"Greetings, Prince Chong!" Ling Xuan bowed.

Prince Chong asked in surprise, "Your Majesty has issued a decree?"

"Prince Chong, please look at this edict!" Liang Qu pulled out the edict, stepped forward, and unfolded it.

a long time.

The king remained silent.

"The white ape...is not dead?"

"Fake death to escape."

King Chong said, "If there really were a way for a dragon to move stealthily without revealing itself, wouldn't the world be in chaos? At that time, the threat would be too great, and we would be attacked from both sides."

"Therefore, this opportunity is only once and cannot be replicated. Only success is allowed, failure is not an option!" Liang Qu put away the edict. "Presumably, when the Prince of Chong sees this edict, he will find that it is anonymous."

Chong Wang remained silent.

Ling Xuan said with a stern face, "The White Ape is a newcomer, while Pan Dong is not. He has already gained strength, but the specific results will depend on how far you, Prince Chong, are willing to go!"

Wow...

Raindrops splashed on the windowsill.

The dragon is so powerful that it's not a matter of victory or defeat, not a stalemate, but a matter of life and death!

Without risking their lives and with unwavering determination, it would be impossible to achieve any results before providing support to southern Xinjiang.

If you're not willing to risk your life and can't make up your mind, your name won't be imprinted on this imperial edict!

When Beiting was powerless, he came to Nanjiang. Things are different now. As spring comes to life, Liangqu will do one last important thing.

What are the Five Poisons, Nine Deadly Poisons, and Twenty-Four Evils?
What are seventy grandmasters?
As the battle lines contracted, the Martial Saint of Southern Xinjiang gradually regrouped, regained his footing, and hoped to negotiate for benefits.

Stalemate? Delay? Negotiation?

What if internal conflicts erupt in southern Xinjiang?
No.

Slow, too slow.

To cut through a tangled mess, you need a swift knife.

We must ensure that southern Xinjiang will never dare to invade again for a century!

(End of this chapter)