Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1234 Jade Cannot Be Spoken, Fortune Turns (Part 2)

玉！
Genuine jade!

Jade cannot be described.

"That's great... I didn't mention you."

He plucked a long beard that was folded at a ninety-degree angle.

Liang Qu squatted down and, with his chubby hands, cradled a nest of birds on the ground as if it were a newly hatched chick.

The jade-white, mountain-shaped sycamore leaves gleamed, overlapping and layering, almost reflecting the silvery light of ginkgo leaves in water when viewed from a certain angle. Or perhaps it was some kind of specialty from southern Xinjiang. The bluish-green condensed dew resembled fish swimming in water, swaying and swirling...

Gorgeous.

Looking around, the entire land is almost a one-to-one replica of the "Bird's Nest" in Liang Qu's hands. There are a total of one hundred copies of it in the entire Qiankun Space.

One hundred strands!

One person dancing the Rainbow Feather Dance is beautiful; ten people dancing the Sword Dance are heroic; a hundred people dancing, whether it's the Rainbow Feather Dance or the Sword Dance, will become a soul-stirring experience!

No matter how beautiful the scenery or how breathtaking the sunset, nothing can compare to this moment!
I have been practicing for more than ten years.

Liang Qu had never seen, touched, or harvested such an astonishing quantity of long-lived plants.

What is trypophobia?
absurd!

When your feet touch the ground, it feels like stepping on soft, fluffy clouds.

The inner universe of the Qiankun Master Yin Yunzhi is similar to the Qiankun Treasure Cave of Chen Shixuan, the Qiankun Master of Da Shun invited by Su Guishan when Liang Qu attacked the alchemy lineage of the Ghost Mother Sect. The ground is covered with a thick layer of soft soil, and there is a small courtyard with earthen walls in the center.

There were no miscellaneous items, which must have been cleared out beforehand because of the long shelf life.

Those who can create a Qiankun Space don't necessarily own the space entirely; they're more like executives who have passed an assessment. Powers like Da Shun and Nanjiang are the chairmen who actually hold shares, so it's natural for them not to store too many private items there, in case they're suddenly summoned...

Holding the "Bird's Nest" in your hands, step carefully.

They were afraid that their movements would "awaken" the chicks in the nest, causing them to spread their wings and fly away.

Including the ten strands of Qi that the little mirage dragon received as a reward, and the six strands it already had, the total length of Qi added together is now one hundred and sixteen strands: six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

"No, not just that." Liang Qu recalled the Tiger Amber Long Qi of the past, many of which were worth several times more. "The reward Long Qi from the Insect Valley Festival contains five strands of superior Long Qi, which might be able to be exchanged for two portions of Xuanhuang, resulting in three or four more strands overall, bringing the total to one hundred and twenty!"

"call……"

developed.

Completely developed!

Taking a deep breath and exhaling the tension of racing against time with the Southern Frontier Great Shaman and the Five Poisons and Nine Deadly Poisons, Liang Qu put down the bird's nest in his hand.

Although he really wanted to use it now and elevate its favor, he had just come from the southern border and had too many things to deal with. He turned and left the inner universe, returning to the reed marshes.

Yin Yunzhi drooled, both being from the same realm of perfect beauty, with no significant difference. Awei's meticulous preparation ensured that the effects of the "Obedience Water" would last a long time.

E Qirui sat upright, watching over the unconscious Heart-Eating Demon. When he saw the fat, dark-skinned "fishman" emerge from the inner world, he suddenly stood up and began to recount what he had seen and heard during the transport.

"You're saying there's more than just your batch?"

"Yes, I also heard it from my companions. Since the start of the Insect Valley Festival, the chieftain has been secretly transporting the condensed dew to Jiuzhaigou. The route, time, and quantity are all unknown. What I am here is definitely not the first batch. Whether it will be the last batch is still unknown."

A river breeze is blowing.

Liang Qu rubbed his chin.

More than one batch was expected and reasonable; it was a preventative measure taken by the Tusi (local chieftains) to avoid risks and spread political risks.

Between points, the most dangerous line is the one in the middle.

Not knowing who took it, how they took it, or why they were allowed to take it, they dared not ask the Grand Master for help, nor reveal the coordinates of the long-term energy. The best they could do was to use the Insect Valley Festival to summon the Grand Master to the network nodes for support; therefore, creating a smokescreen was already the limit.

Furthermore, since they did not invite a great shaman, it was impossible to achieve victory in one battle, and if anything went wrong, the entire army would be wiped out.

"One hundred strands sent in one batch? At least several times, so in that case, there are already four or five hundred strands of condensed dew in the Southern Frontier?"

The Thousand Threads of Long Breath Method.

Gathering a thousand strands of the same kind of long energy has a chance to directly attract scattered rules and complete the positional completion.

Liang Qu clearly remembered the message Ze Ding had given him in the past.

[Sweet dew condenses, nourishing all things. It cleanses the turbid and purifies, causing even the dry well to gush forth with spring water.]

It is highly likely that a corresponding small or even medium-sized water-attribute fruit will appear, which, with the help of "purifying the turbid and clearing the water, and making the dry well spring up", can greatly expand the water volume of the Lu Cang River and cause the river to swell.

It's unrealistic to expect a river of the Huai River level, but it's more than enough to transform into a natural dragon, like the Huangsha River and the E River, making the Lucang River a natural barrier to isolate the Great Shun.

You can advance to attack and retreat to defend.

It has great strategic significance, especially since the existence of the Dragon King is believed to bring prosperity to the rivers.

The nine villages in southern Xinjiang contribute three strands a year, which is not much. Twenty-seven a year, four hundred in fifteen years. Although the pseudo-dragon plan has only been brought to the forefront and caused a great stir in the last ten years or so, it may have been implemented in the previous years. If we count twenty years, it will be exactly five hundred and forty strands.

To obtain a specific fruit seems not as difficult as imagined, but it requires the combined efforts of the entire force, decades of hard work, and a single-minded focus, and the fact that the condensation of nectar is not complicated... it seems that it is not something that ordinary heroes can accomplish.

Liangqu's capture of Bailu today is equivalent to the entire southern border region, a feat that has been futile for years.

But there is another possibility.

E Qirui sent a relatively large batch.

Two Nine Poisons, eight Twenty-Four Fiends, plus a Holy Maiden and several other True Images. If each batch is replaced by a different team, the scale cannot be easily replicated. Therefore, it is not impossible to transport in batches of fifty, one hundred, fifty or other numbers.

Unfortunately, I can't get it.

"The chieftain was so careful even during the transportation process, splitting it up and sending it intermittently to block communication. The remaining Changqi must have been hidden in an unknown place by Jiuzhaigou. Without an inside accomplice, it's not something that can be easily found out now..."

With his thoughts collected, Liang Qu struck Yin Yunzhi unconscious with a palm strike.

"where is your family?"

"We have departed from the designated location as planned and should be waiting."

"Let's go." Liang Qu's size shrank rapidly, returning to the size of a rat. "First, we'll pick up your family, then we'll go back to Da Shun."

"Thank you."

E Qirui cultivated himself to become a celestial being, and having grown to this point, he naturally has relatives, and he must bring them along.

A person who easily abandons their family and children to surrender becomes a "naked official," and even if the person who surrendered to them receives great benefits, they will still have doubts in their heart.

The flood surged up, and the water bubble burst open.

Under the dim night sky, a large ship quietly anchored in the near sea.

The incident happened suddenly, and the news couldn't be relayed in time. Southern Xinjiang is still in the dark and has no time to arrest E Qirui's relatives.

"Owner!"

Upon seeing E Qirui, the boatman jumped off the boat first. He saw the little fat boy in the straw hat at his feet and initially thought it was a large rat. But upon closer inspection, he realized it was not a house rat, but a frog with a tail.

Black Frog leaped to the window and saw the contents of the cabin: people were all lying together, men and women separated, their bodies still wet from the waterway.

"You're quite decisive."

E Qirui replied, "The situation is urgent. If we try to persuade them one by one, we might risk leaking information. There's no time to do it anyway, so we might as well cut the Gordian knot. As for what happens next, we'll deal with that later."

"Only by being decisive can one avoid future difficulties; Gu Hou is indeed capable!"

A smile spread across E Qirui's face.

"Go! Go back!"

Liang Qu waved his hand.

E Qirui hurriedly asked, "May I ask, sir, where are we headed? To the capital of the Great Shun Dynasty, or perhaps...?"

Pingyang!

E Qirui's eyes shone with boundless light: "Is this the hometown of the Prince of Huai, Pingyang Prefecture?"

"Yes." Liang Qu glanced sideways. "The imperial court has already sent people to Pingyang to meet you. Once you arrive, you can settle in for a while, take your family to rest, and experience the local customs and culture of our Great Shun. After that, you can set off for the capital to receive your rewards. Our Great Shun Emperor never mistreats any meritorious official and treats everyone equally."

E Qirui took a deep breath, looked up at the starry sky, clenched his fists, and felt a sudden tension mixed with fervor.

Marquis of Xingyi!
Prince Huai!

For three thousand years, he has been the greatest genius in the world, unmatched by anyone, with the potential to ascend to immortality!

E Qirui still can't forget the canyon over the Blood River, nor the scene of three hundred elephants falling silent on the banks of the Linjiang River—a truly soul-stirring experience.

It has been a year and a half since we parted ways in Linjiang. Even though he has never appeared on the front lines in southern Xinjiang again, his story has never disappeared from the region. Rumors say his territory is like a paradise on earth, a heavenly bliss, with towering treasure trees that never sleep, and even dreamlike journeys…

"Wow."

The current swallowed the boats, carrying them and their people, and swept them into the waterway, heading north to Da Shun!
……

"puff!"

The bubble bursts, leaving a small outline.

Brown claws gripped the branch tightly, trembling as they pulled downwards. The rat, covered in mud, struggled to crawl out of the swamp, then collapsed, its small chest heaving violently, its tail clinging to the trunk like an earthworm, dripping mud. The twilight light shimmered in layers.

Alive, survived.

It was quiet and still; there wasn't a bird in the sky. The mouse took a deep breath and sat up straight.

The air pressure was low and heavy.

A group of people knelt on the ground in the distance.

For some reason, the mouse felt that the scene was very sad.

It lowered its head, thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so it lay down again, spread its legs wide, and looked up at the sky.

What a beautiful day!

Why the sadness?

The wheels spun aimlessly, the celestial horse was half-submerged in the swamp, Ren Ye and Gui Lingfeng knelt for a long time without getting up, the chieftain remained silent for a long time, and then looked up and shed two lines of clear tears.

"This matter... is not your fault."

……

In Insect Valley, the lively competition has temporarily ceased. The campfire blazes, and everyone stares helplessly at the half-collapsed Insect Valley building, waiting for someone to come and explain the reason.

Li Xianghan stared blankly at the sky.

A faint sense of melancholy and sadness filled my heart.

……

The cicadas chirped incessantly, and fireflies danced and paired off in the corners.

"call……"

Liang Qu opened his eyes, stretched his muscles and bones, and opened and closed his five fingers. The surging power gave him an infinite sense of security.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Having experienced the power of advancing to Martial Saint, the [Spirit-Descending] Water Beast's body is ultimately different from one's own, especially during battles, the feeling of being unable to control the situation is not pleasant.

Within the mental link, the light spot of the fat catfish rapidly approached, but the little mirage dragon was one step ahead, arriving at the dock without even entering the inner universe of Yin Yunzhi.

He got up from the futon.

“Otter, go to Pingyang Prefecture and summon Governor Su, my master, and the angel.”

Bathed in moonlight, the otter, having honed its skills, performs a backflip, brings its feet together, and leaps into the pond, traveling by water to the government office.

"Boss, boss, whew, I'm back!"

The little mirage dragon, carrying a yellow bag, flew from the full moon towards the courtyard without opening it.

In an instant.

Ze Ding trembled.

[If one drinks a thousand cups of wine and sips a wisp of resentment, and if this mingles with the essence of ten thousand bodies of water, a spirit fish will be born, which can elevate one to a higher level of favor.]

[A thousand cups of wine, a thousand cups of wine, a thousand things turn to nothing. A single blow from the enemy, returned to the enemy, only hatred remains.]

[If one obtains a wisp of the earth's vital energy and it merges with the essence of ten thousand lakes, a spirit fish will be born, which can elevate one's status and bring them favor.]

[Earth's Lung Qi: A wandering earth's lungs, a rootless duckweed. It takes refuge in the soil, seizing the earth's essence for its own use.]

[Obtained a wisp of the blazing aura of a thousand-bladed weapon...]

[A Thousand Blades of Blade Intent: Metal essence nurtures the spirit, the weapon becomes imbued with sentience. Holding the weapon is like wielding an arm, its blade gleams, its edge cleaves the void, and war ceases.]

[Obtained a wisp of the vital energy that brings all poisons back to their source...]

[The myriad poisons return to their primordial energy: all poisons gather in the abyss, all impurities condense into crystals. They devour poison into a syrup, refine evil into a rain; even poisonous feathers soaked in wine can be drunk to rejuvenate oneself.]

[A wisp of light and life has been restored...]

[Obtaining a wisp of worldly wisdom from the Golden Cicada...]

[To obtain a wisp of the deep stream, as if merging with the essence of ten thousand marshes...]

[The ocean flows vast and boundless, its currents deep and its waves surging.]

[Gaining divine insight and cultivating inner strength...]

[Gaining vital energy...]

[Gained the power to devour metal...]

In an instant, long streams of different colors "squeezed" into the Ze Ding, mixing with the two red streams, and a total of twelve long streams of blue energy intertwined and danced together, creating a colorful spectacle!

The information from different lengths of breath shimmered with brilliance, and some even had astonishing effects.

Returning with a full load, Liang Qu almost had the illusion of having too much energy.

With the fat catfish approaching, Liang Qu stepped out of the courtyard without having time to examine the various effects closely.

The tide surged, and the river wind swayed the reeds on the shore.

Reed marshes can be found everywhere, but when combined with the scenic atmosphere of Yixing, they become a unique landscape feature. The Liangqu construction plan includes a long boardwalk that encircles the entire Yixing area, and several key sections have now been completed, allowing tourists to stroll along it in groups.

"Prince Huai!"

"Angel!"

Liang Qu and Eunuch Li greeted each other.

In mid-July, a report was submitted to the imperial court, and on the third day, the capital sent people over. With the eddy currents and the canal complementing each other, the connection between the capital and Southern Zhili became exceptionally close.

"Master!"

"Uncle!"

Yang Dongxiong and Su Guishan, as high-ranking officials in Pingyang, went together to welcome him.

The tourists couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Who exactly has such great influence that the Prince of Huai would personally greet them?

The river breeze ruffled my robes, carrying away the summer heat.

"They're here," Liang Qu reminded them.

"Wow."

The large boat broke through the water, white foam clung to the vessel.

At the bow, E Qirui gripped the railing tightly.

What first caught his eye was not the bustling port, but the fluorescent screen that was scrolling on the Wan Gu Ying Chun Tower. It seemed that the screen was not showing shadow puppets.
This single scene left E Qirui feeling disoriented and strangely disoriented.

My gaze followed the Baoshu Tower downwards.

The lights were brilliant, but the stars were dim.

Even at night, the entire Yixing is as bright as day, with painted boats full of colorful lights, and the stage built on the water where operas are performed continuously. Women, mermaids, beavers, monkeys, octopuses, water spiders... you can see all kinds of races, living in harmony.

Take a deep breath.

There are no vicious mosquitoes in the air like those in southern Xinjiang, which suddenly rush into people's nostrils when they inhale too quickly; and there are no red worms or transparent eggs in the water...

It smells absolutely delicious.

Everywhere exudes a vibrant energy.

The word "prosperous" perfectly describes it!

"This is... Da Shun."

No one was surprised that the Guangzhou ship broke through the water; it seemed commonplace.

When E Qirui jumped off the large boat and strode towards the dock, the Prince of Huai greeted him, causing a great uproar.

Whispers continued as people guessed each other's identities.

What a beautiful sound!
A smile spread across the King of Huai's face, and the angel offered his praise and congratulations.

The short-bearded, wiry old man on the left—is that the Prince of Huai's teacher? The one personally bestowed the title of Master Zhaowu by the Holy Emperor of the Great Shun Dynasty, the headmaster of the number one martial arts academy in the world?
Two scallions were stuck on his right shoulder, and a faint smell of barbecue wafted out, as if the man who had just put down his chopsticks before arriving at the dock was the lord of Pingyang Prefecture.

E Qirui was in a daze, looking up at the fluorescent screen in the sky.

The scene depicts the Prince of Huai spearing the Hundred-Legged Warrior of the Southern Frontier, the Hundred-Legged Warrior crashing against the frame and slamming heavily to the ground.

The "person" who haunted countless people in southern Xinjiang as a nightmare, the "person" who caused a canyon to appear on the south bank of the Blood River, silenced three hundred Zhen elephants, and reduced the number of people suffering from the Five Poisons and Nine Deadly Poisons, stood beside him.

Suddenly, a surge of pride and courage welled up within him, rising from his back to the top of his head.

From now on, he is also... a Da Shun person?
(End of this chapter)