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

Chapter 240 Secret
Chen Shunan swam out of the water cave and headed towards the shore.

They had only swum a few miles when Yin Shusheng and Jin Linmei, who had been on duty to keep watch and patrol for Chen Shunan, came up to them.

Recently, Tun Mengzi has been working with the martial artists of Wuqing Sticky Pole to familiarize himself with the Iron Chain Chain Killing Formation, and he is too busy to be in two places at once.

The two fish also keenly sensed the sudden surge of divine power emanating from Chen Shunan, and their awe of him grew even stronger.

The Silver Scholar said, "My Lord, the nearby waters have been thoroughly explored, with nothing left unexplored. When shall we proceed to the depths of the Hidden Water Marsh and the Grand Canal?"

Jinlinmei remained silent, only blowing bubbles to indicate that she was doing the same.

Chen Shunan shook his head, patted the two fish's heads, and said,

"These days, keep an eye on the movements of the water spirits, especially those in the Funiu Marsh... As for the rest of the treasure hunting and exploration, put it on hold for now. In a few days, I will enlighten you, transform you, and bestow upon you divine powers before we talk about it again."

Chen Shunan casually made a few more promises, which excited the two fish so much that they escorted him to the shallow water. They watched as Chen Shunan leaped onto the sampan, and then reluctantly retreated.

Back at the crossroads.

The air was so cold it could crack rocks, and breath turned to frost. Although the snow had stopped, the leaden sky still hung low, making it hard to breathe.

Chen Shunan, wearing a straw hat, passed by the dock.

A few days ago, a small-scale demonic tide seemed to have broken out at the Sanchakou intersection. There was still blood and filth on the ground that had not been cleaned up, and it smelled strongly of blood.

Many roofs were ripped off by the immense force, and rafters were broken like bones, some stuck at an angle in ice crevices, others half-buried in the snow.

Some people cried, for their own relatives and friends had perished in the belly of a demon.

Some people laughed, saying that slaying demons had made a great contribution, and that they might even have taken another step forward and entered the realm of true meaning.

Chen Shunan ignored all of this and walked past with his head down, showing none of the youthful passion or hatred of evil he had for others.

He knew clearly who was responsible for these human tragedies and the vast differences in people's circumstances.

The Holy Dynasty is sick, and the only way to cure it is to cut off its flesh, bleed it, and administer strong medicine; any other methods are of no use.

"Master Chen."

"Manager Chen."

"Master Chen has set sail again?"

The pedestrians along the way were all in a hurry, but many of the Tanka people and martial artists, while wiping the blood off their bodies, did not forget to get up and greet Chen Shunan.

Chen Shunan could only name a few people; most of them were only vaguely familiar faces. There were also quite a few unfamiliar martial artists from outside the area who, like the others, bowed respectfully to Chen Shunan.

The name of a person is like the shadow of a tree. Chen Shunan protected the Tanka people, killed the Pig Dragon, and then took on several demon-slaying missions, all of which he completed smoothly.

Among them was even the remarkable feat of killing General Huang.

They earned their reputations through countless punches and sword strikes.

You can't fake even a fraction of it.

After exchanging a few simple pleasantries, Chen Shunan first went to the government office, found Fang Cangshi, and inquired about the recent demon tide situation.

The news we received was not optimistic.

Two days ago, a monster comparable to the Five Thieves Slayer even emerged in the shallow waters of the Sanchakou area.

They attacked, accompanied by more than ten intelligent water demons.

These monsters even employ simple strategies: the first monster feigns sleep to lure the enemy, while the second monster takes a detour to ambush them.

It was only when Chief Lu displayed his extraordinary prowess, revealing his ability to slay five thieves, that they were able to barely repel him.

Fang Cangshi coughed twice, his face slightly pale, and said...
"Manager Chen, be prepared at any time. You might be heading to the Funiu Marshland tomorrow... The Lesser Cold and Greater Cold are here, freezing everything to the bone. The coldest day of the year, the Greater Cold, hasn't even arrived yet. Wuqing County can't afford to delay any longer."

After saying this, Fang Cangshi put on his corrugated hat and hurriedly left.

Chen Shunan watched Fang Cangshi's departing figure, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Lu Jing has already killed five traitors? Is this the culmination of years of hard work, or is there another opportunity?"

Moreover, Lu Jing was able to turn the tide despite the threat of a group of water demons, walking on water and repelling the great demon that was comparable to a martial artist who had slain five thieves.

This is enough to prove that Lu Jing is not just a martial artist who has killed five thieves; he has even touched upon the opportunity to kill the sixth thief!

"That's strange. When we surrounded and killed Zhao Guanghui last time, we didn't even realize he had such strength. How could his strength have improved so rapidly in such a short time? I also killed the Yi traitor. It's hard to explain."

Chen Shunan looked suspiciously toward Lu Jing's camp. After a moment's hesitation, his figure flickered, becoming formless and invisible. He altered the six senses of others and quietly headed toward Lu Jing's camp without anyone noticing.

Let me sneak a peek.

……

Let's go back to the nine great families.

Along the way, there were many warriors who kept their heads down and traveled with a fierce and imposing aura, and some even brought their families to move from Banno Tsuto to temporarily stay with relatives in the prefecture.

Chen Shunan did not notice anything unusual about Lu Jing.

He spent most of his time in the military camp, handling official documents and studying martial arts manuals.

Occasionally, they would venture out to the river bend to check on the integration between the finless porpoises and the martial artists.

He spent the rest of his time quietly cultivating himself, abstaining from all worldly pleasures and showing no signs of abnormality.

But ironically, the absence of any abnormality is the biggest abnormality!

Lu Jing, you have a secret!

In this holy dynasty where the divine connection is everywhere, and immortals seem to be high above the clouds and hidden deep in famous mountains and rivers, they are actually omnipresent, mingling among the common people in the mortal world.

Chen Shunan has developed a kind of stress response. Whenever he senses something is wrong, he assumes that some shameless deity is playing tricks behind his back!
That's shameless! They have no morals left. They are supposed to be immortals, yet they only target mortals and martial artists to fleece them.

There's even a special [Misty Sky Net], all arranged very clearly!
Moreover, it is unknown whether it is a coincidence.

Some of Lu Jing's trusted confidants have recently mysteriously disappeared, seemingly on some secret mission.

For example, there's Yun Ruo, the Cloud-Chasing Divine Shield who has always secretly loved Lu Jing; and there's Shi Yanzhi, Lu Jing's brother who has followed him through countless life-and-death situations...

"The master is back."

Just then, Liu Ma's familiar loud voice woke Chen Shunan from his deep thoughts.

As Liu Ma greeted Chen Shunan, she also summoned a delicate maid to help Chen Shunan change his clothes.

Where is Wan Niang?

Aunt Liu didn't go inside; she stood outside, bowing slightly.

"Grandma has gone on a house call, accompanied by Jinchai."

Chen Shunan nodded without saying anything more.

He didn't care about women not being allowed to show their faces in public; after all, Wan Niang was naturally outgoing and not some pampered young lady confined to her chambers. "Where's Qing Chen?"

"In the vineyard."

"Boil water and prepare Qingchen for a bath. I'll be there shortly."

Chen Shunan gave the instructions.

Aunt Liu understood what she meant and immediately busied herself in the kitchen.

As is customary, the tasks of boiling water and preparing clothes fall to her.

A moment later, they arrived at the Grape Garden.

Then they saw that Qingchen seemed to have just come out of the bath. Her hair was wet, long and straight, reaching her waist. She was wearing a thin silk dress and was wiping her face and drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror in the room.

She has a very dignified and feminine appearance, revealing a charming and delicate girlish mind.

And one must often be accompanied by the dim light of a lamp, living in a secluded ancient temple with an inviolable and austere atmosphere.

A calico cat lay lazily on her lap.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, while inside, it was warm and cozy.

This perfectly illustrates the saying, "The firewood by the stream is soft and the felt blanket is warm; I and my cat stay indoors."

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's desire to seek the Dao greatly intensified.

"Qingchen, please preach the Way."

Qingchen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cheeks instantly bloomed with a rosy blush, as beautiful as the sunset.

"Meow..."

A calico cat quickly ran out of the house, seemingly unable to bear witnessing the affairs of these two-legged humans, and hid in a corner to groom itself.

For a time, the warm pavilion was truly a place of great joy and excitement.

Springtime brings forth the red blossoms of apricots and peaches, while the wind teases the green willows, causing them to sway and turn.

……

"Has the master returned?"

Wan Niang got off the carriage, followed by her maid Jin Chai carrying a small nanmu box.

Wan Niang's face was clouded with worry, and she looked somewhat anxious.

During this medical mission, she witnessed firsthand the unrest in Wuqing County.

The demonic calamity outside the county is becoming increasingly difficult to contain and is showing signs of spreading completely into the county.

The wounded martial artists at the Sanchakou front were carried back to the county one by one. Even she, a barefoot doctor, was put to use, pouring out bowls of ointments and face medicines.

The prices of hemostatic and life-saving pills and herbs have skyrocketed, making them unaffordable for most people.

Moreover, Wan Niang had also heard that all the young talents who came from Tongzhou City were dishonest.

Instead of slaying demons, they rode through the county streets on horseback, challenging each other to duels.

They ate delicacies from land and sea, drank fine wine and liquor, and fed the leftovers directly to the dogs and pigs.

Moreover, Wan Niang vaguely heard that her own son seemed to have been drawn into the games of these young masters, unable to control himself, and was delivering water and tipping them off.

Wan Niang couldn't help but feel worried.

Aunt Liu rushed over, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Master is back, he's in the grape courtyard."

When facing Wan Niang, Liu Ma felt more affectionate and less respectful.

Wan Niang vaguely understood something. She glanced at the still bright sky, a helpless expression on her face, and said...

"Don't follow me, I'm going to check on the grape vineyard."

"Yes, grandma."

When Wan Niang arrived at the Grape Garden, she heard loud banging and crashing sounds coming from the warm pavilion, like the sound of something being smashed against a wall.

Wan Niang couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

My adopted younger sister is really suffering.

So she quietly sat down in the corner, opposite the calico cat.

A person and a cat, their big eyes meeting the small eyes.

After waiting for half an hour, the noise inside the house subsided slightly.

Wan Niang was about to call her maid Liu Ma to fetch hot water for the two people inside to bathe.

Then the clanging and banging sounds rang out again.

Helpless, Wan Niang could only pick up the calico cat and wait again.

Another half an hour later.

Chen Shunan seemed to have noticed Wan Niang outside the house long ago; his voice came out calmly.

"Come in, Wan Niang."

……

Ren Youniang used a gourd ladle to scoop up hot water, fetched silk, and wiped her body.

Chen Shunan's gaze was somewhat icy as he scrutinized the jade-like body that was half-conscious and half-asleep, lying horizontally on the bed.

In fact, Chen Shunan had always had some doubts about Qingchen's origins.

Qingchen is a celestial being, and although he is not as stunning as Ma Xiucai, his comprehension and wisdom are slightly better than Chen Shunan's.

However, in the eyes of immortals, he is an excellent talent.

How could it have drifted for so many years, changed hands several times, and still remain intact, ending up in Chen Shunan's hands?

However, Qingchen did not lie about her origins and family background.

After all, the genuine desires stemming from procreation worship cannot be faked.

Qingchen doesn't like to make noise.

But she has many wishes.

(End of this chapter)