Refining the True from the False: Becoming a God Starting with Devouring a True Dragon

When Wang Qi received the three taels of silver from the clerk, he was still somewhat incredulous.

"Thank you, Master Xie."

Wang Qi bowed.

Zhou Fu and the others around him also looked incredulous, wondering what Wang Qi had done to suddenly receive such a reward.

Is it just because he's handsome?!

Zhou Fu disagreed.

But he didn't dare say anything more.

"Don't thank me, thank yourself," the advisor said with a smile.

"The magistrate was deeply moved upon hearing of your act of helping your brother repay a five-tael debt, out of your own pocket, to prevent his family from being ruined. Therefore, he has bestowed this reward upon you."

"Thank you, Magistrate!"

Wang Qi bowed to Liu Caiping's departing figure.

Taking the opportunity, the clerk looked at the others and said, "These are the true constables of Heihe County—loyal and righteous, they should be your role models!"

After all,

He patted Wang Qi on the shoulder again, "You should encourage him."

"Spread this good practice widely within the government offices."

"Yes."

Wang Qi bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

He was even more shocked by how well-informed the advisor was.

Although the clerk did not hold any official rank, the fact that he could ride in the same carriage as the county magistrate spoke volumes about his status.

Yet such an important person knows about the trivial things that happen to him...

Wang Qi felt even more awe and apprehension towards these important figures.

With three taels of silver in his pocket, Wang Qi planned to go to the meat market after work to buy some meat from that fat man.

……

Heihekou.

Li Fengchao smiled obsequiously at a fisherman at the outer cultivation level, "Hey, just a fifty-year-old silver-scaled fish. It's my good fortune to be able to help the young master with his training..."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely put in a good word for Captain Li with the young master."

The fisherman had a cold face and spoke harshly.

Li Fengchao's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized, "Look at what you're saying... This is the silver-scaled fish that Manager Lu discovered a long time ago! It was just that my men helped you catch it, how could I dare to say that I deserve any credit?"

Manager Lu's expression immediately brightened. "Captain Li, you really know how to handle people. No wonder Master Hong values ​​you so much."

After all,

Then Steward Lu left gracefully.

Li Fengchao watched Manager Lu leave, his anger growing with each passing moment.

boom!

He kicked the fish basket over into the river, and more than a dozen large catfish splashed and disappeared into the sea.

"Traitor! Bastard!"

"How could the young master keep such a bunch of beasts around him?"

"They'd fight over even a single silverfish."

Li Fengchao was furious. He didn't have a suitable birthday gift to begin with, and now even the silver-scaled fish he had to make do with was gone. How was he supposed to present a birthday gift now?

With only eight days left until his birthday, where is he going to find a birthday gift that will meet the boss's standards?

How can I improve my standing in the eyes of the pond owner?

What's even more frustrating is that...

He was basically certain who killed Li Xiong, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The deputy garrison commander of the military government personally came to plead for him; how could he refuse such a favor?

The only option is for Li Xiongbai to die.

"This is so damn frustrating!"

Li Fengchao's face flushed red, filled with grievances he had nowhere to vent.

"Father! Father!"

Li Yu ran excitedly towards the boat, "Father, I've found out everything..."

He looked excitedly at his father, only to be met with his father's cold gaze.

"Find out what my ass!"

"I've raised you for so many years, and you can't even find out the truth about something trivial after days of dragging it out. Have I used all the skills I taught you on a dog?!"

As he spoke,

Li Fengchao kicked Li Yu to the ground.

"If I had known, I should have thrown you and that wretched woman into the river together back then. You brought me back a son after a year, but I don't even know if he's my son."

"Damn it..."

Li Fengchao, who is known for his shrewdness and resourcefulness, was now hurling vicious curses at his son, which momentarily drowned out the sound of the last tide of winter.

Li Yu silently endured the punches and kicks, his expression remaining calm and composed; this had been his daily routine for the past ten years.

Only the blood flowing from his clenched, trembling fists revealed the turmoil in his heart.

……

Compared to the meat market a few days ago, this place is now much more popular.

Winter is almost here.

Many warriors and commoners would come in to buy cheap meat to prepare for the winter.

After all, the number of demons decreases in winter, and food is hard to come by.

As for the risk of food poisoning from eating meat of unknown origin at meat markets, that's not currently on their radar. They need to get through the winter first before considering anything else.

"Live chickens, lively and energetic chickens, forty coins each!"

"Fresh beef, twenty coins a pound."

"Phoenix meat, only ten coins!"

"..."

Wang Qi stepped forward to examine them one by one, feeling deeply ashamed.

The so-called "lively and vigorous" chicken had lost its feathers in some places and grown snake-skin-like wrinkles, looking as if it had contracted some serious disease and was sickly.

Wang Qi suspected that the chicken had contracted fowl plague.

The fresh beef was a vibrant green and had a faint, unpleasant odor.

Phoenix meat was an even bigger eye-opener for Wang Qi.

A fresh, live chicken, the kind of robust pheasant, with two red feathers stuck in its tail—this is a phoenix.

This shows they've truly mastered the proverb "turning a pheasant into a phoenix."

"The fat guy still has a conscience."

Wang Qi stood in front of the fat man's stall, gazing at the fresh snake demon meat.

There were many people in front of the stall, and they could all tell that the snake demon meat the fat man was selling looked good and was of high quality.

Last time I came, I just browsed around, but now I'm already in a queue.

Wang Qi wasn't in a hurry; he waited for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before it was his turn to get to the front of the line.

"Is the Blue Lotus Serpent Demon meat out of stock?"

He searched around and asked in disappointment.

"Um?"

The fat man, who had been keeping his head down, looked up at Wang Qi.

"Um?!"

He exclaimed in surprise again, then smiled.

The drooping, chubby flesh was crammed together, making the fat man's smile look particularly nauseating.

"You bought Blue Lotus Serpent Demon meat before?"

"Yes."

Wang Qi spoke.

He had also heard that some buyers were fine after eating the flesh of the Blue Lotus Serpent Demon, or that they had survived.

Therefore, he did not hide anything when he said this.

I didn't intend to hide it.

Just by looking at this fat man's expression, you can tell he's no ordinary person.

Even Li Yu was able to find out that he bought the Blue Lotus Serpent Demon meat. If this fat man wanted to find out, how could he not find out?

Over the past two days

Wang Qi's greatest realization was...

In Heihe County, relatives are connected one after another, and relationships are intertwined, so things are leaky and can't be kept secret.

Especially since he worked and lived in the government office, it was even more difficult for him.

Instead of racking your brains to hide your shortcomings, it's better to show your talent.

Xu Mao made a good point.

In a one-on-one battle, the most important thing is absolute strength, and the second most important thing is momentum!

Martial arts training and interpersonal relationships are, in a way, an even greater battle.

Momentum is very important!

"Would you like to try this Blackwater Scale Snake meat this time?" The fat man flipped over the snake demon meat on the table, which was as black as ink.

The splattered black blood landed on Wang Qi, immediately emitting a foul odor.

"This snake demon doesn't have any noble bloodline, but it's good at surviving. It can live comfortably in any kind of polluted or poisonous water..."

"Botox is a bit toxic, but if you want to cultivate water-based abilities... it's definitely not bad."

"How much per pound?"

Wang Qi asked.

"Others buy it for fifty coins a pound, but you're a regular customer... so it's still forty coins a pound."

The fat man laughed.

break!

Wang Qi's mind stirred slightly.

A ripple appeared before my eyes, and purple characters leaped and pieced together to form sentences.

[The Evil Water Python Demon: A monstrous species that grows from poisonous rivers, its flesh and blood are highly toxic. Long-term consumption can cultivate a physique immune to all water poisons. It strengthens the body, making it more resilient, and has the effect of cleansing the marrow and bones.]

"Give me two ounces."

Without hesitation, Wang Qi slammed two taels of silver onto the table.

……

night.

The fat man sat in the courtyard, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands.

The biography of Wang Qi, written in fresh ink, is prominently displayed above.

"His aura is a bit strange; even I can't see through it..."

"I also keep a kestrel; it seems I have a special connection with teaching."

The fat man muttered to himself.

He looked into the shadows. "What do you think?"

A voice came from the shadows, "You're in charge of the Black River; you're in charge of everything here."