Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 207 Immortals Appear Before Us, Radiant Golden Splendor

Moreover, finless porpoises prefer to live alone and rarely live in groups. Even when they do appear in groups, their numbers are probably no more than ten.

Therefore, they are easily divided and killed by those with ulterior motives.

For various reasons, the number of finless porpoises active in the five river basins of the Gyeonggi region has decreased significantly.

Upon hearing the word "tribe," Tun Mengzi's eyes showed a hint of sadness, and her voice became somewhat ethereal.

"My population has dwindled from over thirty to seven or eight in the last hundred years. This year, only one cub was born, and it is not even producing enough milk, so it is weak and sickly."

"A hundred years? Wait, how old are you?"

"I'm not sure, but he must be in his seventies or eighties, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Tun Mengzi replied hesitantly.

Chen Shunan was somewhat surprised.

I never imagined that Tun Mengzi was so old. No wonder he is so intelligent and can even speak like a human.

If one were to attain enlightenment overnight, one could likely absorb the moonlight and cultivate into a demon immortal.

In terms of background and talent, he surpasses even the Silver Scholar and the Golden Scale Catfish by a considerable margin.

But it's hard to say.

The Silver Scholar is a rare silver fish that has lived for over a hundred years. Having been exposed to human influence for so long, he is almost a demon. When it comes to scheming and plotting, he is no less capable than humans.

Jinlinmei, though seemingly dull and gluttonous, is able to bring good fortune and protect the health of her family, and has the effect of suppressing bad luck.

It is a lucky charm.

During this period, the two fish and one insect lay dormant at the crossroads, avoiding disaster and illness, and reaping many rewards, even sneaking a glimpse of General Huang's red scales.

Who knows, there might be some unseen fortune helping you.

The porpoise, also known as the chief of the porpoise clan, is skilled at breaking through ice and navigating waves, making it an excellent mount.

Therefore, Chen Shunan's three generals are all very useful and are exceptional talents!

After swimming for an unknown amount of time, the water ahead suddenly darkened.

The sky is still the same sky, only the ice layer has thinned and no longer reflects the shimmering white light.

The sound of water can already be heard here, flowing gently from under the ice, like the swaying of jade pendants.

The water flow carried small ice crystals, which collided with the large ice crystals.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The sound of water gushing out rang out.

Then, deep in the icy bay ahead, seven or eight finless porpoises gathered.

The larger one was over ten feet long, with a bluish-green sheen on its back.

The smaller ones, no more than three feet tall, hide under the belly of the adult finless porpoise, their round snouts like suction cups, tightly holding the mother porpoise.

Upon seeing the strange figure of a 'human riding a porpoise' approaching, the porpoise pod immediately stirred. Several robust porpoises swam forward, slightly raising their snouts and emitting low whimpering sounds, showing their wariness.

However, their hostility quickly dissipated when they saw that the porpoise was actually their clan leader, and they looked at the figure riding their clan leader with a hint of curiosity.

Chieftain, you've captured a person to keep as a pet?

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan did not hesitate and used the same trick again, releasing a wisp of divine power.

[Wish +2]

[Wish +3]

[Wish +2]

...

A moment later, the group of finless porpoises also looked at Chen Shunan with awe.
Chen Shunan checked on the condition of the finless porpoises present.

The seven adult finless porpoises consist of four males and three females, as well as a baby porpoise that is only a few months old.

There were no elderly or disabled people.

In the struggle for survival, finless porpoises gather in one place mostly to hunt together. If they are old or disabled, they will leave on their own and live alone.

Among these finless porpoises, the Mengzi is the most intelligent and worthy of cultivation.

The rest are basically similar in intelligence to ordinary little demons.

This was during Chen Shunan's survey of the entire Yangtze finless porpoise population.

A clear, inquiring voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Excuse me, sir, how do I get to Sakano Tsudo?"

In an instant, Chen Shunan felt a chill run down his spine, his blood surged, and his brow felt as if it were being pricked by needles. Almost instinctively, he wanted to use the Formless and Shadowless Technique to escape at top speed.

The cold wind froze the waterway.

In the depths of this river, ships are almost nowhere to be seen, making it a veritable no-man's-land.

Why would someone ask for directions?

He remained silent, so Chen Shunan was completely unaware that he was so close behind him.

Slaying six thieves, or becoming a martial arts master?

Or perhaps...

Reason prevailed over instinct.

Chen Shunan's face was tense as he turned around.

On the calm river, a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, carrying a pair of swords and holding a turtle shell, bowed to Chen Shunan with gentle eyes.

How can this person stand on the river?

Chen Shunan found it strange.

As soon as this thought arose, something seemed to appear beneath the feet of the middle-aged Taoist priest, supporting his figure as he floated and stood.

Chen Shunan subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Oh, it's a sampan. The hull is coated with tung oil, making it almost the same color as the ice surface. You can't even notice it unless you look closely.

That makes sense.

To ordinary people, Chen Shunan riding a pig in the river is an extremely shocking thing.

But the middle-aged Taoist priest remained unmoved, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

Chen Shunan paused for a moment, then looked up at the sun, calculated the shadows cast by the sunlight, determined the direction, and gave directions.
"Go this way, Taoist priest. Do you see that ice shard? Keep going straight. If you can't tell which way to go, it's the northern monsoon season now. The wind blows from the continent to the four seas. You can go against the wind."

Chen Shunan explained in great detail. The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and said,

"Thank you, brother. Farewell."

After saying this, the middle-aged Taoist priest rowed his boat and headed towards the direction of the ice shards.

As the middle-aged Taoist priest walked further and further away, Chen Shunan gradually felt relieved.

Perhaps I'm overthinking it.
The middle-aged Taoist priest was unremarkable and had to ask for directions by boat. He was nowhere near the legendary martial arts master or even an immortal.

As soon as this thought arose, Chen Shunan immediately dismissed his suspicions about the middle-aged Taoist priest, thinking that the man was just a lost fisherman.

Not worth mentioning.

"This young man is really strange. In the dead of winter, with the icicles on the river so thick, he's still dangling here."

Chen Shunan, instinctively relying on his age, casually remarked to Tun Mengzi,
"What young man?!"

To everyone's surprise, the timid boy spat out water and glared at him, saying rather timidly,

“I met that man once sixty years ago, also while rowing a boat on the river, looking for fish and asking for directions. He looked exactly the same as he did sixty years ago! I heard from my father that he and his father, my grandfather, also met him! That was one hundred and twenty years ago and one hundred and eighty years ago respectively, and he looked just like that back then!”

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan was startled.

One hundred and eighty years later, his appearance remains unchanged, as he sails on the waves?!
Cultivators?!

In an instant, the grass-shaped talisman in Chen Shunan's mind turned a faint light, its divine radiance causing the Water Element Divine Palace to tremble.

Chen Shunan vaguely heard the sound of some kind of barrier breaking.

His suspicion, wariness, and speculation about the middle-aged Taoist priest had just mysteriously dissipated, and all sorts of feelings came rushing back and immediately filled his mind.

How could that man possibly be a fisherman?!
The north wind is strong and mournful, and the oars cannot be turned.

No matter how skilled the fisherman is, they will die here!
Wait, a sampan?

That middle-aged Taoist priest was clearly riding the wind and standing on the void; where did that sampan come from?

Why did I automatically imagine him rowing a boat on the river...?

It is the blinding perception of the Holy Dynasty!

That middle-aged Taoist priest was a true immortal!

Their strength and realm far surpass those of the Heavenly Pivot Saintess!

Chen Shunan's eyes showed shock, and his mind was shaken, but one thought kept reminding him.

Don't look.

Don't look at that person.

Don't even think about it.

Stop thinking about that person.

will die.

It will really die.

Just treat him as an ordinary fisherman asking for directions.

Just pretend you're an ordinary person who's kept in the dark.

Even when the immortal Taiyi descends to the mortal realm, and the immortals are right before our eyes, we must still meet through the mist and veil.

……

"Huh? I can't even collect his 'Foolish Mist'? Could it be that he has already realized that I am a celestial being?"

Far away, a pale blue streak of light suddenly stopped.

Master Zhang made a hand seal with his right hand, and a ray of spiritual light condensed at his fingertips, seemingly drawing something.

However, after a long while, the flash of inspiration disappeared as if blown away by the wind, and nothing was seen being drawn to it.

Zhang Shi raised an eyebrow slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"Slaying five thieves, strange, I can't even tell the origin of the divine martial arts he learned. Could he be a prodigy handpicked by the other three major academies? Have they already opened the Mist-Glazed Heavenly Net for him?"

Teacher Zhang shook his head and stopped thinking.

He turned to look at the vast expanse of white clouds.

He simply shook the turtle shell in his hand, and a mouthful of pure primordial energy within it collided wildly within a small space, producing a sound like rolling thunder.

In an instant, what was once an ordinary human scene transformed into a world of ice and snow.

In Zhang Shi's eyes, it had changed.

Beneath our feet lie the Grand Canal, the Yongding River flowing northward to the capital, the Sanjiaodian Lake, Yanziwu, and various mountains, temples, and historical sites.

Even the various wells within Wuqing County, such as the Gravel Well, the Crouching Tiger Well, and the Jade Spring Well...

Each one had a dazzling golden light that soared into the sky, illuminating the heavens, as if they all belonged to someone and emanated different intentions.

They inhaled and exhaled clouds and mist, breathed out the light of the sky, and transformed into various figures of cultivators with different appearances and auras.

Or he might wear a crimson nine-ridged Taoist headscarf, a silver hairpin on his head, and a robe with the Eight Trigrams, sitting high on a cloud platform, looking like a true immortal who has attained enlightenment.

Or it could be a giant green scorpion with interlocking segments, its body covered in barbs, its mouthparts writhing with an aura of demonic energy that obscures the light of day.

Or perhaps it's a beautiful woman lounging lazily on a flying chariot entwined with sesame-covered horses, lingzhi mushrooms, and ginseng, applying rouge and powder to her face, which resembles a stark white skeleton, amidst the flickering candlelight.

Thus, amidst the interference of these dazzling golden lights...

Zhang Shi hesitated for a moment, glancing at the blazing sun on the horizon, and then discerned the 'northern monsoon' mentioned by the person who had given directions earlier...

He was lost again.

But Master Zhang, with a confident expression, did not hesitate and casually chose another direction. With a flash of light, he disappeared.

So what if you get lost?
Choose a path, walk to its end, or be stopped, and you'll know whether it's the right one or not.

……

The north wind, carrying ice pellets, howled as it blew against the stone pillars of the Sanchakou Wharf.

The multi-story ship is docked at the pier.

The boatman, who had been squatting beside the stone pillar with his hands tucked in his pocket, immediately tied the hemp rope that had been thrown from the ship to the stone pillar to stabilize the boat.

Lu Jing disembarked with a somber expression and headed towards the government office without uttering a word.

Not only did they fail to tame the finless porpoise, but the porpoise also ran away with the people!
Chen Shunan was the one who got dragged along!
If Zhao Guangxi, who's so protective of his own, finds out, won't he come after me?!

(End of this chapter)