Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1227 Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow (Two Chapters Combined)

The wheels rolled and churned, echoing through the mountains and forests.

The vines hanging down from both sides of the road were swayed by the wind, like beaded curtains.

The driver held the reins, drank iced water from the kettle, and his serpentine energy protected the caravan ahead and behind. There was no wind or waves, the journey was smooth and peaceful, and the candlelight inside the carriage did not flicker or the tea water slosh.

“This child… is far too diligent. We’re about to reach the Insect Valley, and he’s not resting so late. Cultivation requires a balance between work and rest.”

Li Yilin lifted the curtains.

Under the cover of night, the car in front was dimly lit by candlelight, and occasionally a figure could be seen reflected in the window, seemingly sitting cross-legged. The figure was all alone, which inevitably made Li Yilin recall the past and feel sad. She hesitated whether to go and interrupt and tell him to get some rest.

Grandmaster Yin Sihan smiled and said, "After all, the Heavenly Centipede Demon that Saintess Xianghan contracted with has strong training feedback. In less than a few months, she went from the smoke of war to planting two supernatural seeds, which is quite fast. She is probably training faster and more smoothly than when she was in the smoke of war. There are six Saintesses in this generation between the ages of twenty and thirty-five. They are in the middle stage of the Tiger Hunting Realm and already have the opportunity to reach the top."

“Yes,” Zhenxiang Qiyuandie chimed in from the side. “When I was young, I first started cultivating. I was born with martial talent and was also immersed in the Four Gates and the Galloping Horse Cultivation. As long as I put in the effort, I would definitely reap the rewards. I wished I could cultivate for six or seven hours a day. I only felt bored when it came to the Wolf Smoke and Tiger Hunting. If I relaxed even a little, I would be going against the current.”

It's a good thing that the Holy Maiden has returned. Master Li always tried to dissuade her, which dampened her enthusiasm and, being a young girl, was bound to be rebellious and find us nagging.

“Xiao Xianghan is a good child, why would she think I’m long-winded?” Li Yilin retorted.

"Hahaha." Qi Yuandie brushed off the dust and waved her hand. "You're all family. It was my fault for being rude. But the little one is sensible, and we adults shouldn't act recklessly."

"Too."

After a moment's thought, Li Yilin abandoned her intention to interrupt, sat down again, and chatted with the other two Zhenxiangs while keeping her eyes fixed on the car in front.

That motionless shadow by the window...

The water is flowing.

The moonlight shone through the thin film of light and shadow, through the car window, so there was no sign of being alone.
Big-headed toad, big-mouthed fish, centipede, rat, four women... a carriage crammed together, noisy and chaotic.

Three zhang away, none of the Grandmasters in the rear carriage noticed.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The tiny mouse's head was firmly held in place by Li Xianghan's tailbone. The yellow mouse spread out wide, squeaking and squeaking. It swung its tail, pushed hard with its paws, and swayed left and right, trying to pull its head out. Finally, it managed to curl up in the only small corner, breathing heavily, barely managing to survive.

Fortunately, the carriage is square and not ergonomic, so it couldn't fit its owner's large, curved buttocks, leaving it a sliver of hope.

Just as he caught his breath, a light suddenly appeared in front of the yellow mouse, the candlelight casting its glow.

The master's big buttocks moved away.

It's now!

Great opportunity, Xiao Huang!

With a leap, it quickly scrambled up, grabbed the edge of the nightgown, and climbed all the way up to the relatively safe shoulder. It looked ahead menacingly until its owner lowered her head. The yellow mouse realized that the atmosphere was wrong and it wasn't its home turf, so it stood at attention and lowered its head as well.

A toad openly stealing and counting money, a small black toad swishing its tail on its head, a dignified fairy sitting serenely, women scrutinizing the fairy on either side, and a golden-winged centipede swaying on the fairy's shoulder...

Li Xianghan glanced at him furtively.

Upon hearing the various names Tianwu used, she understood the situation and became extremely displeased.

No.

What do you mean?
They traveled all the way from Dashun to southern Xinjiang late at night for a team-building activity to see monkeys?

They brought their own wife and maid, along with an unknown fat toad that steals things. Don't they have any basic morals? Don't they know not to touch other people's things? Will they let the guard dog squeeze in next time?
What's most unbearable is the relieved look on the woman's face in the middle!

They're both women; don't think she can't understand what's going on.

It's really infuriating!
Liang Qu urged Long Eying and the others to hurry back to Zeguo after they finished reading. Seeing that the Princess of Huai had her hands on her knees and half-raised her thighs, Li Xianghan instinctively knelt down and interrupted her actions, respectfully greeting her: "I was wondering how there could be such a fairy in the world. It turns out that the Princess has arrived!"
"The couple must be deeply in love. The Queen Consort was worried that the Prince of Huai might not adapt well to the climate and water in the southern borderlands, so she came to take care of him personally. I had long heard of the Queen Consort's stunning beauty, but seeing her today, she truly is a celestial maiden descended to earth, dazzling and breathtaking."

Although the Da Shun Mandarin with a southern Xinjiang accent was a bit difficult to understand, Long Eying still understood it clearly. She raised and lowered her knees, revealing a smile: "The Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang truly lives up to her reputation."

"My looks are passable in the Southern Frontier, but how can they compare to the rest of the world? I am far inferior to the Princess Consort. Alas..." Li Xianghan couldn't help but wipe away her tears. Halfway through, she seemed to realize she had lost her composure and quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry."

Long Eying asked, "Why does the Holy Maiden sigh?"

"Seeing the princess's stunning beauty inevitably reminds me of a dear friend from the past, but alas..."

Liang Qu suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

This little brat, so young, is all bark and no bite, definitely a devilish little thing. I knew I wouldn't make baseless accusations.

They're going to cause trouble!
"What are you doing! How dare you! What nonsense are you trying to spout now?"

Li Xianghan felt a chill run down her spine. Seeing the centipede flying towards her, she cowered in a corner, somewhat regretting her impulsive decision to attack any pretty woman she saw.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Centipede was stopped halfway by Long Eying: "What's the Holy Maiden so regrettable?"

Li Xianghan hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

"It's alright, there's no need to worry today. The Holy Maiden can say whatever she wants." Long Eying tapped Tianwu's head. "Husband, don't frighten her."

"Humph!"

Liang Qu landed on E Ying's shoulder, its two segments crossed, its eyes revealing hostility.

The fat catfish was discussing with the old toad how to spend their windfall—buying land or dreaming—when it suddenly noticed something was off about the atmosphere. It was as if the gods needed it, so it perked up its ears.

After opening her mouth several times, Li Xianghan lowered her head and said, "It's not a big deal, but it reminds me of something. I used to have an older sister who was not as beautiful as the Princess Consort of Huai, but she was still stunningly beautiful. Unfortunately, she married the wrong person and was neglected by her husband not long after the marriage. He then took a mistress."

Long Eying squinted: "Is it because your sister is not virtuous or kind?"

"Virtuous and kind-hearted".

"Is it your sister who is always demanding of others and doesn't get along with the family?"

"I have no other desires, and I am very happy."

"Why is that?"

“I don’t understand it either.” Li Xianghan looked up at the sky, under the gaze of the Heavenly Centipede. “The most puzzling thing is not keeping a mistress, but the appearance of that mistress.”

"More beautiful than your sister?"

“No, even uglier!” Li Xianghan gritted her teeth and went all out. “He was straightforward and blunt, with dark skin and a foul mouth. Not to mention ugly, he was not far off. Yet, it was this kind of person who made my brother-in-law unwilling to go home every night and spend every day with him.”

My brother-in-law is not good-looking at all, and everyone envies him for marrying such a beautiful wife, but who knew...

This dealt a devastating blow to my sister. Unable to bear the humiliation, she committed suicide. Therefore, whenever I see a beautiful person, I am always reminded of my deceased sister. Perhaps some people, having eaten too much good food, crave street food instead.

Your mother's.

Don't put roof tiles on your house for three days.

Who should we give the eye drops to?

Have I been too easy to talk to lately?
The canal opening and closing mechanism, the grinding joints rustling.

Long Eying turned her head, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "So that's how it is. People who are used to eating delicacies from the mountains like to change their tastes?"

The centipede raises its head and circles once.

This is Awei. The gods are busy and temporarily unavailable. Please leave a message if you need anything.

Long Eying chuckled and gently scratched Tianwu's head.

Li Xianghan was filled with jealousy, and her petty nature became twisted.

Damn it, this is exactly the natal Gu she imagined!

“Actually, I think it’s less about being used to delicacies and wanting to eat street food,” Long Eying teased 'Awei', saying intentionally or unintentionally, “and more about street food being only fit for street food, not worthy of being served at a table with delicacies like dragon liver and phoenix marrow.”

Li Xianghan felt uncomfortable listening to this: "I don't know what the Princess Consort of Huai means. If you have any insights, please explain them more clearly so that my sister's spirit in heaven can find some comfort."

"The key issue may not be whether that woman is 'ugly' or 'not ugly,' but that she is 'different.' Your brother-in-law is too tired in front of your beautiful sister."

"Too tired?" Li Xianghan was taken aback.

"It's like a clean person coming together with someone who doesn't like to take care of themselves. The latter has to pay attention to himself all the time, which makes him feel extremely tired. But with that 'ugly' woman, he can completely relax and show his vulgar and unbearable side."

Therefore, it was your brother-in-law who was not good enough and put pressure on your sister. This pressure forced him to go out and find a third party from whom he could gain a sense of superiority in order to find comfort and relaxation, which led to the tragedy.

All I can say is that your sister was indeed unlucky in love, and I often have the same worry that I am not good enough for my husband, the Prince of Huai…”

Long Eying's face was filled with sorrow, her black hair hanging down by her ears, swaying like a willow.

"How could that be? Madam, I'm the one who should be under this kind of pressure."

The "disappeared" Prince Huai returned, his limbs lifting his smooth, black hair, strand by strand, before casting a disdainful glance.

The candlelight flickered.

Oops!
Wow, that's amazing!

Li Xianghan's pupils dilated; things had taken an unexpected turn.

Princess Consort of Huai has a gentle appearance and doesn't seem like someone skilled in this area, yet she possesses such combat prowess? Could she be a repressed weirdo like Yu Aoshan?
Her attempt to belittle and provoke others failed, and she was even outmaneuvered by someone who stuffed something into her mouth. Li Xianghan immediately began to think of ways to counter her.

"Ouch!" Li Xianghan felt a sharp pain in her head and slammed her head against the wooden roof, causing chaos inside the carriage.

"Who kicked me in the head!"

歘!
The fat catfish slapped its tail and leaped off the floor. The tiny fish-man, no bigger than a thumb, flew up and kicked Li Xianghan on the back of the head. Its fins swung left and right, slapping and hitting her like a ball.

I will repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace and die for you with the Jade Dragon!
Train your soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment!
I hit!

The yellow, gray, and white rats squeaked and cried out, but the fat catfish grabbed them by the tails and flung them onto the roof of the carriage.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I was wrong, I was wrong! Prince Huai! Princess Huai! Help!"

"Ah Fei," Liang Qu feignedly tried to dissuade him, "how can you hit someone? Stop it right now."

The fat catfish picked up on the tone and grabbed the hair with even more force.

Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, six slaps were made, one from each side, and the sound was so loud that it traveled across the wheels to the ground, and even the water membrane of the Vortex Armor could not block it.

"You've got a hard time persuading me, haven't you?"

"Stop Fins, Stop Fins, I'm telling you to stop fins, are you trying to rebel?"

Liang Qu called out several times in a row, until the very end.

"Fatty!"

The fat catfish understood immediately, did a backflip and landed on the table, its long whiskers folding ninety degrees in half.

To share the burdens of the gods.

Humerus!
Liang Qu was furious: "How dare you disobey the king's order! You're still not stopping! I'll punish you by making you eat fish without spitting out the bones for three days!"

……

Where is Xiang Han?

"Your Excellency, the Holy Maiden said she was tired today and would not be coming out for a meal."

"This child must have stayed up too late cultivating last night and slept in, leaving me a meal."

"Yes."

A few days passed in a flash.

The convoy arrived at the Insect Valley.

She'd been rushing to deliver meals every day, and today was the first time she'd officially appeared in public. Upon seeing her granddaughter, Li Yilin felt something was off and couldn't help but touch the back of her head: "Is it a bulge...?"

"Hiss..." Li Xianghan's head throbbed, and she quickly suppressed it, dodging the attack and mumbling, "It's from practicing martial arts."

"You silly child, be careful! What kind of kung fu do you practice? How did you hurt the back of your head?" Li Yilin joked. "Iron Head Kung Fu? Did you train the back of your head?"

"Oh dear, don't ask." Li Xianghan was incredibly embarrassed. She had actually been hit by a little black toad and had been sleeping on her stomach for the past few days. "It's almost healed, but the old injury caused by Grandmother's massage has flared up again."

Li Yilin chuckled and pointed to the box on the ground: "Go see the chieftain soon and change into your Saintess Dance clothes."

"it is good."

Li Xianghan carried the boxes into the carriage.

Liang Qu glanced at it: "Lingyi, huh?"

"Yes, it's part of the Holy Maiden Dance ritual. Wearing it can maximize our physical abilities, stimulate the reproduction of Gu worms in the Insect Valley, and mutate them into high-quality Gu worms."

"I see, the erotic lingerie."

"?"

"Alright, you can change now, I'm leaving."

The centipede hovered, its mouth opening and closing, showing no difference from before it left.

Li Xianghan wondered whether Liang Qu had actually left or not.

Oh shit.

Do normal martial saints have that many methods?
She still has all her energy focused on herself.

A hard life.

The land of marshes shimmered with light.

The makeshift resort was quickly set up by the Yangtze finless porpoises. Long Lingxiao played a frog version of "Jianghuai Tower Ship" on her phone. Liang Qu switched to [Spirit Summoning] and entered A Fei's body: "Frog Master? How is it? Can you sense anything?"

The old toad looked serious and shook his head: "There are treasures worth visiting, but if we're talking about a sufficient amount of primordial energy, there isn't any yet... wait!"

The old toad stretched out its head and closed its eyes tightly.

"They've arrived! Treasures! Long-level treasures! Quite a few! We need the following containers..."

Liang Qu turned around and called out, "Quick, write this down!"

Long Eying spread out the paper early and began writing rapidly.

"A thousand-year-old blood coral, the bigger the better, with an orange hue, not fiery red."

"One piece of jade, preferably pebble jade, not mountain jade, with a bit of black stone skin, half and half."

"Pine resin..."

One after another, a total of ten treasures were collected, which was exactly the number of ten longevity rewards given by the chieftain of the Southern Frontier!
You don't need to guess what it's used for.

Once the mental link was activated, Liang Qu immediately put Long Binglin in charge, arranging for the Jianghuai Dragon People to collect the corresponding materials.

"Frog, is there anything bigger and better than this?!"

The condensed essence of nectar—this is the most important treasure.

The Southern Xinjiang Insect Valley Festival was a lively and bustling event, attracting countless visitors and drawing much attention. Li Xianghan had already said that if Liang Qu were a chieftain, he might make the same choice, using a grand event to cover up the transfer of the long qi and to mobilize the whereabouts of the experts' team!

After much deliberation, the old toad shook his head.

not found.

"Isn't this the relocation?" Liang Qu frowned. "Never mind, let's get what we can get first."

In the dense forest, Li Xianghan changed into her spiritual robes, looking youthful and beautiful, like a saint. She then stepped out of the carriage and met Yun Qianlan and Yu Aoshan, who had set off earlier and arrived early.

The three locked eyes, sparks flying.

No comment was required.

"Sister Xianghan, I heard you've made a contract with a powerful demon."

"Oh, it's all luck."

"How could it be luck? It's because Sister Xianghan is so amazing. It's a pity that Qingwen Valley is too far away, and I really can't make it in time."

As fellow saintesses of their generation, the younger Yu Chuyao, Qi Qingqing, and Ba Xueli, all in their early twenties, gathered around to greet the newly arrived Li Xianghan. Being younger and of lower cultivation level, they weren't in competition for the Insect Valley Festival, so they naturally tried to curry favor with each other, diluting the tense and soon-to-be-odd atmosphere.

"Xiang Han!" Li Yilin called out from a short distance away, "The chieftain wants to see you. Look at Tianwu, come quickly."

"Here you are! Sorry, I have something to do here. Let's have dinner together tonight. The rice noodles near Insect Valley are delicious."

With a chorus of agreement, Li Xianghan apologized to the women.

"It's alright, it's alright. Seeing the chieftain is the most important thing for my sister. How can we delay such an important matter?"

"When will I be able to meet the chieftain?"

“Practice diligently, everyone has a chance, sister, don’t underestimate yourself.”

Yun Qianlan and Yu Aoshan looked on with jealousy.

They were all saintesses, but only Li Xianghan met the chieftain alone, which was undoubtedly due to her grandmother's influence.

Sacrificing himself for the Southern Frontier, he poisoned the genius senior saintess of the Great Shun Dynasty. Listen to that, how impressive!

In the period that followed, Liang Qu did not use the spirit to summon Awei again, lest the great shaman of Southern Xinjiang or any other means detect it, and everything proceeded peacefully.

Until the afternoon, when the saint performed a dance to begin the ritual, the awe-inspiring drums resonated through the white clouds in the sky.

A rainbow of light shot out, straight up to the sky!
A vibrant life force brushes across the face, each slender blade of grass sways freely, stretching its body and sprouting tender green shoots.

The ritual of the Insect Valley is remarkably similar to the Six Desire Heaven opened at the Hanging Temple in the past.

Although Liang Qu really wanted to go out and watch the Holy Maiden's Dance, he was held back in the marshland by Long Eying, who kept asking him what 1,000 minus 7 equals, and he regretfully missed this grand spectacle.

The next day.

Young talents from southern Xinjiang flocked to the Insect Valley.

Liang Qu has just resummoned the spirit to see what this sacred land of the Southern Frontier is really like!
(End of this chapter)