Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1201 Abnormal Movement of the Position Fruit, Reverse Contract (Seeking monthly votes, combined)
"Promotion? Who's getting promoted?"

"you!"

"how do I?"

"I need a promotion!"

"Promotion? Who's getting promoted?"

"you."

"how do I?"

"You... slap!"

Wu Cangshou slapped his forehead with his paw, swallowed the phlegm, and ended this meaningless cycle of communication.

The toad is stingy and cheap, and it's also stupid, so people say that frogs aren't smart.

Lying motionless in the white sand, the old toad remained like a rough, gray stone. On the contrary, the two fat frogs, Big Fat and Little Fat, with tense expressions, were the first to realize what was happening. Their frog eyes shone brightly, and they grabbed the frog's legs, rolled over two and a half times with joy, their bellies collided in mid-air, and they swung away to the ground.

"Elder, you're not nearing the end of your life, you're about to advance to the Great Demon realm! The Treasure-Covering Great Demon!"

"Cuck!"

The frog guerrilla waited for the frog to retract its steel fork and large anchor, then stared wide-eyed at the frog.

"The elder is to be promoted?"

"Isn't his time coming up?"

If the elder was only a demon beast, and he had become a great demon, he would be even more powerful than any of his previous transformations. He would surely take the frog clan to the heavens, where they would have precious fish every day and live a life of luxury.

The croaking of frogs continues, melodious and lingering into summer.

"Wow!"

One fish can suppress a hundred frogs; one cry can drown out a hundred other sounds.

The fat black man charged left and right, rushing to the front once again, raising his fins high.

All the frogs leaned over to block the sunlight, except for the old toad, who squatted on the ground, blinking his frog eyes, looking dazed and confused.

"Turtle General, what exactly happened?" As the shadow fell, the Frog King crouched on the ground and hurriedly asked, "If it's about promotion, why did the elders sense that their lives were coming to an end? Could they be mistaken?"

Wu Cangshou swam leisurely over, paddling through the water.

"As the saying goes, 'Though the authorities are skillful, they are blinded by their desire to win; though the bystanders are clumsy, they are blinded by their own limited perspective.' This kind of strange creature, the Treasure Toad, was born in the Huai River. There has never been a precedent of a monster being born here, let alone a monster transforming into a great monster. Back then, when lightning struck from the sky, Elder Frog was saved by the Dragon King and thus survived."

Now, to advance to the level of a great demon, the circumstances and dangers are far more exaggerated than before. Naturally, it is against the natural order and there is a calamity to befall him. I don't know how long Elder Frog can live. Perhaps today is indeed the end, coinciding with this calamity..."

The Frog King nervously rubbed its webbed feet together.

"Has he truly reached the end of his lifespan?"

Wu Cangshou raised his paw: "Frog King, don't panic. I've been looking at it all night and barely managed to figure it out. Elder Frog is still alive and well, but there is still a sliver of good fortune. If he had simply died of old age, no one or no demon in the world could save him, then this sliver of good fortune should not have appeared."

What is true fortune? To receive immense wealth or marry a celestial maiden at the end of one's life—that's not true fortune. It's something one has the will but not the power to enjoy. Therefore, there must be a chance for survival. Since the longevity treasure is useless and certainly not a rare treasure, it can only mean that Elder Frog himself possesses extraordinary fortune, breaking through his cultivation level to extend his lifespan.

"Elder!"

The Frog King picked up the old toad, and they stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Shake it.

"Snapped!"

A snot bubble burst, smearing its face. The old toad suddenly realized what was happening, scrambled to his feet from the Frog King's webbed feet, rubbed his belly, and looked around: "Is this elder really going to be promoted?"

"Hmph." Wu Cangshou snorted. "Not entirely muddle-headed."

"But this elder is weak all over, can't breathe, and is sweating profusely." The old toad pressed his back against the frog king's toes, panting heavily, his belly rising and falling.

"Fearful and terrified."

"My skin is colorless and wrinkled, and I can't see." The old toad grabbed the loose skin on his belly, which hung down like a bag.

"Don't you frogs molt as you grow? Before you molt, you're all grayish-brown."

"But my heart aches so much, how can I explain this..."

The old toad clutched its chest, swayed, and with a snap, fell onto the Frog King's palm, its four legs in the air.

“Heartache…” Wu Cangshou rubbed his chin, looked around, and looked at the elder’s cave. “Did you think you were about to die and had given away your fortune to inherit it?”

a long time.

"Roar! Yeah!"

歘!歘!歘!
In a flash of inspiration, the old toad let out a loud cry and launched itself from the Frog King's palm, spinning two and a half times in the air before landing on one knee. It then tiptoed, unleashing a series of frog punches, its chest puffed out like a deflated pig's bladder filled with air. Its sharp gaze pierced through the grayish frog eyes, scanning each frog's face with an aura of overwhelming power.

Big Fatty and Second Fatty instinctively put on their webbed feet and lowered their heads.

"Take it easy. Your health isn't good. Be careful not to make things worse." Wu Cangshou poured cold water on your enthusiasm. "And don't be too happy too soon. You may have good fortune, but it's so insignificant. Whether you can seize it or not is another matter. Otherwise, you wouldn't think that your time is coming to an end. The two are essentially the same thing. If things go wrong, you might really die young."

"Snapped!"

The inflated pig's bladder burst.

The old toad fell to the ground, landing in its webbed feet, its rear end sticking out, listless and dejected.

A doctor cannot heal himself. Clearly, the elders could not find that glimmer of hope in the darkness, so the Frog King had no choice but to place his hopes on the Fortune Black Tortoise, which was also of a different species: "Then how can we seize that glimmer of hope? Don't worry, Turtle General, my Frog Clan will surely reward you handsomely."

"King Frog, please put Elder Frog down. I need to take a good look..."

"Please look."

Wu Cangshou circled around the old toad that had turned to stone.

Claw marks remain in the white sand.

The situation has changed.

The elder may live another five hundred years.

Big Fatty winked at Second Fatty, Second Fatty winked at Fatty Catfish, Fatty Catfish winked at Frog Da Bao…

The large frogs that had surrounded the old toad gradually dispersed, lined up, and quietly left, carrying the precious fish and precious plant to a large pit outside to bury them.

"No! If we do this, the elder will definitely be able to find it!" Big Fatty woke up halfway through the burial.

Erpang's eyes narrowed, and he scooped up a treasure fish: "I'll have to keep it in my belly for now! Ah~"

……

The lime fell in a flurry, scattering onto the pond and leaving a layer of dirty ash.

"What? There's a mistake? The Frog King isn't nearing the end of his life, he's about to be promoted?"

Liang Qu gripped the copybook tightly in his hand, his right index finger dusted with ash, and looked at the square stone tablet already engraved with the epitaph, falling silent for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Long Eying asked as she stepped out of the room.

“Even if something unexpected happens, Elder Frog still has a chance; it might even become a great demon.” Liang Qu put on his coat and rubbed the lime off his index finger. “I have to go back again.”

"The Frog King has been promoted?" Long Eying covered her mouth.

As a dragon girl, she was exposed to the frog clan from a young age and had many dealings with them, so she knew how powerful the old toad was.

From hunting tiger to becoming a true elephant, from demon to great demon, two indescribable transformations. The treasure toad that became a demon was already so extraordinary. If it became a great demon, wouldn't it be able to influence the entire swamp?

Turn around.

Liang Qu jumped into the pond and rushed swiftly to the frog tribe's territory.

The shadows of the Heavenly Lotus swayed, sunlight flickered, and Wu Cangshou circled the old toad, pacing with his eyes closed. His tortoise claws carved an unknown array on the ground, and he muttered to himself as he scattered copper coins, which seemed messy but were actually clearly placed in every corner of the array.

The old toad stared at the copper coin, secretly pinched one, and tried to swallow it and hide it.

"Swallow it all, divination is useless. If you can't find any hope of survival, who can you blame if you die?" Wu Cangshou said without even opening his eyes.

The old toad's face was squeezed together, as if the square-holed copper coin on its webbed feet had a strong magnetic force. It struggled repeatedly, then put itself back in its original position, burying its head under its arms, curling into a ball.

Taking the opportunity, Liang Qu asked, "Master Shou, what exactly happened?"

Wu Cangshou then added a further explanation.

Where is that chance of survival?

"I don't know either. I only saw a trace of good fortune surrounding me. Regardless of whether it's for advancement or not, I'll seize it first and set up an array. This will also enhance my innate perception ability. Speaking of which..." Wu Cangshou looked at the old toad, then at Liang Qu, "Since you came, it seems that your good fortune has increased a bit?"

The Frog King's head came closer.

Liang Qu looked up, pointed to himself, and asked, "Me?"

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it seems like there are more precious fish and plants in the Great Swamp since you and the White Ape took over the Dragon Palace in the past year. Little Toad and I have also been going out more often. Maybe this promotion has something to do with it?" Wu Cangshou scratched his head. "Well, I'll know what's going on once I've finished making the arrangements."

How many days will it take?

"It won't be long, three to five days. It should be done before the New Year. If it drags on any longer, we might die first."

Liang Qu thought for a moment and said, "Master Shou, how do you, these strange creatures from the Great Swamp who seek good fortune and avoid disaster, cultivate yourselves? Do eating precious fish and precious plants help?"

"It's useless. If it were useful, wouldn't we be the strongest in the world? The specific methods of cultivation are all based on fate, and I don't quite understand them either. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is definitely useful. For example, on the Immortal Island in the Clouds, I can feel a slight improvement."

The rest, constantly seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune? Constantly collecting treasures brings me joy. When I met Su Guishan, I felt a sense of liberation. Two hundred years ago, he was still a spirit, but after meeting him, he quickly grew from a spirit to a great spirit, and now he's transformed into a demon—all in just a few decades.”

"Constantly seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune..."

After watching for a while, Liang Qu became uneasy and found a rock to sit on and wait. The magical toad could predict the dragon back then, but it wasn't until a few years ago that the dragon became indistinct.

What is it like to be promoted to a great demon?
If the transformation from a great spirit to a demon is like the transition from maturity to complete form, then the transformation from a demon to a great demon is like jumping from complete form to ultimate form. Wouldn't even a powerful being like the Whale King be able to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune?

Bubbles floated gently to the surface.

The water in the Great Swamp was cold in winter, but the Frog King spread the fur of the Crimson Firebird next to him, which actually made it feel warmer.

With nothing else to do, Liang Qu simply sat cross-legged and entered meditation. While practicing "sitting in the temple," he also separated a portion of his consciousness to manipulate the small star body and move it closer to the River God Sect.

……

Sky Fire Sect.

Fei Taiyu and Wu Lingxu played chess, while the Blood Stream meandered past the artificial hill.

Wu Lingxu suddenly asked, "How long has Elder Yu been at Shuyu Pavilion?"

"More than a year and a month."

"How long will the seclusion last?"

"Eleven months."

"To remain secluded for eleven months without leaving the house shows remarkable perseverance and willpower. But since this is not in one's destiny, can one truly cultivate oneself?"

Fei Taiyu shook his head: "We don't know what realm it was in life, and we won't be able to tell even if it comes out of seclusion. But without a rank, it's useless even if it cultivates to the thirteenth level."

“That’s true. I still hope it’s at a higher level. Otherwise, it can’t become the River God, nor can it fill the gap in the Dragon King’s Cave.” Wu Lingxu made a move on the chessboard. “During the holidays, find an excuse and say that as a new elder, I’m coming to the Heavenly Fire Sect for the holidays. I can receive an extra year’s salary and blood treasures. Let’s see if it comes out of seclusion and what its current situation is.”

"good idea."

Within the river of blood.

The sound of water breaking.

"Damn it, I finally made it!"

With two slender wrists and feet swaying, Xiaoxing climbed up to the riverbank, saw the majestic River God Sect, rolled over to the ground, and gasped for breath.

……

The universe is boundless, and both the inner and outer realms resonate with the ebb and flow of tides.

Within the Dragon Court Immortal Island, streams of light continuously converged, attempting to form a humanoid phantom, but to no avail; not even a preliminary outline could be created.

One person, one rank; twelve people, thirteen ranks.

"Sitting in the temple" is not as easy as imagined, but the growth of Genhai is gratifying.

It's 3:30!

Compared to the 35 trips in May, the number of trips to Genhai has increased by two and a half times in eight months!
There were several months during which he indulged in unrestrained singing and did not focus on spiritual practice; otherwise, he might have been able to break through the third level.

Clearly, the fully integrated Water Ape Great Sage Ze Ling still has a significant "potential difference" and "water level difference" with Liang Qu's original first-order Martial Saint. By using the River Lord Emperor's channel, the high water level continuously flows into the low water level, achieving a cultivation speed nearly ten times that of an ordinary dragon.

However, the threshold for achieving the "Boundless Dharma of a Thousand Seas" and the self-cultivation of fruit remains a long way off.

At this rate, it would take at least 250 years to accumulate 1,000, and during that time, one cannot exceed the third rank of Martial Saint...

"To gain the favor of the River Lord, it should be possible to proceed even faster: a wisp of crimson energy, four Xuanhuang tablets..."

Liang Qu calculated the number of long air bubbles in his hand.

Inside the cauldron, the long-silent Ba Fruit and the small crimson gourd suddenly rippled, stirring up ripples of essence and red energy.

Abnormal fruit position!

After just one ripple, the crimson-gold gourd remained motionless, as if it were an illusion.

Why did it suddenly shake for no reason?

Before he could figure out what was going on, the mental link on the other end suddenly twitched.

Awei, lurking in southern Xinjiang!
"After the New Year, is the Holy Maiden planning to forge a blood pact? And refine you into a natal Gu?" Liang Qu pondered. "Can't we delay any longer?"

Awei turned around and looked at Li Xianghan, who was fast asleep.

We can't delay any longer. The cost of raising them is too high, and we're not getting any feedback. If we keep delaying, the Holy Maiden will get impatient.

Requesting to return to the team!

"No, this is a rare opportunity. If she returns to the team, she will be exposed. Let her try and see if she can form a contract with you."

Awei was shocked and quickly pledged his loyalty.

"Don't panic."

With a leap of consciousness, Liang Qu traversed hundreds of thousands of miles and descended upon Awei.

[Spirit Summoning]!
【Spirit Descent: Manifesting a spiritual body, descending upon the ruling beast, observing the four directions, and listening to the eight directions】.

Awei lost control of his body and seemed a little flustered, but after hearing the explanation and understanding what happened, he was immediately happy and encouraged, and his sense of security increased greatly.

All sounds are silent.

Raindrops pattered against the windowsill outside the window.

The Martial Saint descended upon the small room, completely unbeknownst to the Holy Maiden of Qingwen Valley.

Liang Qu circled his body, opening and closing his mouth. This was the second time he had seen the Holy Maiden Li Xianghan, who was holding a silk quilt, her white thighs exposed, and drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Rolling around~"

look up.

Three fat mice pushed a glass jar on top of the cabinet. Two of them, one on the left and one on the right, pushed it open and stole the malt candy inside. When the leader saw Awei, he immediately raised his paw and hissed, kicked the butts of the two yellow mice next to him, and threw a solid piece of malt candy to Liang Qu.

Liang Qu picked up the candy, looked at it, opened his mouth, bit it, and swallowed it.

It's quite sweet.

Seeing that "Awei" had accepted the hush money and become an accomplice, the fat mouse breathed a sigh of relief, tossed the crumbs between its two paws, stuffed them into its cheeks, and continued to steal food.

Whispering softly, the small sounds continued.

Li Xianghan rubbed her eyes.

The three mice stopped moving and stood upright.

Li Xianghan turned over and continued sleeping.

A soft rustling sound followed, then a louder one.

"That's interesting. Long Yao and Long Li probably like keeping two..."

Liang Qu moved his new body, found his footing, spread his wings, flew up to the bookshelf, and found a book called "The Complete Guide to Refining Natal Gu".

Learn it first, and understand the principles and functions of the natal Gu.

"There's no need to run. On the day of the blood pact, I will descend upon you and try to see if I can reverse the pact with her."

Awei: "?"

Let alone whether Li Xianghan can bypass Ze Ding's control and form a contract with Liang Qu, the Martial Saint.

Who says it has to be a human-to-human worm?
"Crack, click, click."

The mouse stuffed its cheek pouches full, ate until it was thirsty, grabbed the lid, put it back on, and pushed the glass bottle back into place.

……

"Huh, you're done!"

Upon hearing these words, Liang Qu opened his eyes.

Wu Cangshou wiped his sweat and admired his masterpiece.

The divination array was extremely complex, with copper coins, treasure fish, coral, and various other exotic treasures scattered in different corners and locations.

The frogs of the frog clan gathered together, with Liang Qu and the Frog King on either side. Wu Cangshou closed his eyes, waving waterweeds in his claws like a shaman, and muttered incoherently as he circled around the old toad.

Liang Qu was highly skeptical about whether this stuff was really effective.

Back then, the old toad used the black tortoise, took six copper coins, and stuck a feather on its head—it was all a complete blunder.

Rather than being used for divination, it's more about adding a sense of ritual and reinforcing one's beliefs, similar to hypnosis, indirectly enhancing the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

A full half hour.

"Da, waya ya!"

Wu Cangshou suddenly leaped up, landing on its back. Its four claws paddled in the water in the same direction, spinning rapidly and creating a hurricane.

call out!call out!call out!
Sand and stones flew, and yellow dust obscured the sun.

The frog swimmer raised its webbed feet to cover its eyes: "What a powerful current! Croak!"

After a full quarter of an hour, the waterspout stretched and twisted, and a large pit appeared. Finally, Wu Cangshou slowly stopped, swaying and staggering, his head pointing directly at Liangqu.

Wu Cangshou suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Liang Qu.

"There's no mistake, it's you, Prince Huai!"

(End of this chapter)