Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1169 Reina Speaks Out (Part 2)

"The Jianghuai Demon King is heading south, and Pengze and Donghai are also making moves. I don't understand why Pengze is involved. That old turtle clearly doesn't care about worldly affairs... Hey, they're fighting! They're fighting! Five against one! Now there's hope! I think we can fight and win!"

"You've probably forgotten that back in Huangzhou, when Xu Rongguang, the retired Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, celebrated his birthday, the Marquis of Xingyi presented him with a scale from when he was a baby tortoise. It was such a wonderful gift. How could he have found it? They must have been swindling each other long ago."

"The dragon is splitting into multiple parts."

"Damn it, the monkey got away! We can't beat them five against one. Do they even know how to play? Do they even know how to do things properly? This is my grocery money for today."

"Haha, hurry up, hurry up, pay up, pay up, admit defeat, admit defeat, two taels of silver per person, official silver, don't try to fool me with some random silver."

With a jingling sound, broken silver coins fell into the bag.

Spitting out the sunflower seed shells from his mouth, Lan Jicai tied the bag shut, weighed the yellow bag in his hand, grabbed a handful of roasted peanuts, and sat back down on the stool with a satisfied expression.

The officials from the Imperial Observatory complained a few times, then turned their gaze back to the astronomical instruments in the surrounding fields.

The ground is made of pure copper, and the roof is wide open.

The concentric copper rings slowly rotate and intertwine, drawing in the stars in the sky and weaving a dreamlike, three-dimensional, colorful starry sky from the center of the sphere.

A dozen or so clerks held booklets in their hands, diligently recording everything.

Above the starry sky, the pale green dots that were originally scattered and evenly distributed have shifted slightly, tending to both sides, and converging on the north and south like moths to a flame, forming two bright bands of light.

The northern ones are arranged in two rows, perfectly matched, as expected.

The most lively place was still the southern Xinjiang. First, two points of light came together, almost overlapping, intertwined and whispering sweet nothings. In the blink of an eye, a new one appeared in the middle, and then one went dark. Immediately, all the points of light in the world started to tremble.

The light spots from Jianghuai rushed out all at once.

In the celestial sphere, the Huai River is a long, central blue line. The vast Jianghuai marshland at its lower reaches, which used to be bustling, is now deserted, with only a bright spot in the northern part of the landscape.

The southern border regions all moved north, while the northern border regions all moved south.

A bustling scene unseen for decades.

Who started this?

Dragging the dragon, Lan Jicai could imagine the Southern Xinjiang chieftain's thoughts as he wandered aimlessly into the heart of Southern Xinjiang. He thought it was like having two cockroaches in the house, running around everywhere and disgusting people, but never flying towards the door.

When the Jianghuai Demon King reached the southern border, the two points of light turned around and left the heartland. The white ape ran to the front line to join the four kings in fighting the dragon.

With five against one, the officials of the Imperial Observatory thought they had a chance to take down the enemy directly. They started making a bet. Although the matter was not serious, Lan Jicai said that being serious would not help the front line. They might as well enjoy themselves for a while.

The results are obvious.

The white ape and the sea spirit overlapped into one, while the dragon split in two, fighting from both ends, causing the battlefield to split open.

It seems that there must always be a symmetrical number of dragons in the world.

The white ape appeared, Pan Dong fell, the sea spirit overlapped with the white ape as one, and the dragon split into two, so that now, at first glance, the number of visible light spots is neither more nor less.

With the three kings tied down, the dragon's strength didn't decrease too much, forcing the white ape to flee again. So, the old chieftain of the Southern Frontier, who had just seen the "cockroach" fly onto the windowsill, didn't let his guard down. The two creatures made a feint and then spread their wings and flew back into the house.

"Crack."

Lan Jicai crushed the peanut shells and sucked them into his mouth: "Don't you guys think about it? How long has the Flood Dragon occupied the Dragon Palace? The Dragon Palace's treasure trove has so many rare and precious materials, and even more so, the legacy of the True Dragon. It has long been a perfected Demon King. Apart from cultivating magic, there is no way to advance further in the Dao. It's just a matter of walking on water. Its realm is high and powerful. It was actually earned through real battles in the sea."

Looking at the other five, the Frog King, who is good at attacking, is not high in realm. The Turtle King, who is high in realm, is not good at attacking. Then there is General Yuan, whose realm is hard to say, so it is difficult to match him. He relies on holding back. Look at the way this light spot looks, it is always half a beat slow. It even stops in the middle of the southern border. It is a two-faced thing.

Umibozu, needless to say, is just a merchant demon. Does he have time to cultivate magic? And she's female at that. It's only because she merged with the white ape that I have such high regard for her; otherwise, she's just there to make up the numbers.

"According to Mr. Lan, the scheme that the white ape painstakingly orchestrated, summoning four demon kings, was ultimately useless? He's still going to die? Even if he's resurrected once, there's no guarantee he'll get a second chance, is there?"

“It’s useful, of course it’s useful.” Lan Jicai pouted. “Look, originally the monkey could only run away naked, but now with the Sea Monk, it’s wearing open-crotch pants, and the Flood Dragon has been weakened. With one going up and the other down, one increasing and the other decreasing, can’t it fight while running away?”

"..."

"Lord Lan, the White Ape's defeat is detrimental to the situation of our Great Shun Kingdom."

"What's the panic? Even if the white ape is ambitious but incompetent, there's still Liang Qu, isn't there? The two of them are like brothers, they're very cunning. That kid is definitely not putting all his eggs in one basket, and he certainly won't rely solely on the Four Kings to deal with the dragon."

"..."

The officials present looked at each other in bewilderment.

“That makes sense, Mr. Lan. You are close to His Majesty and know more than we do. What exactly is the relationship between this white ape and the Marquis of Xingyi?”

"I'm not a mind reader, how would I know?" Lan Jicai rolled his eyes, crossed his legs and shook his toes. "At least it's some kind of fruit connection, at least as far as I know, there's a fruit called Wind-Born."

What is meant by "wind rising"?

"Fengsheng is an ancient beast that is impervious to water and fire, and cannot be touched by oil or salt. If you beat it with a stick, it will turn into an empty animal skin. When you throw it away in disappointment, it will immediately revive once a breath enters its mouth."

I think the two are similar; if Liang Qu isn't dead, then the white ape isn't completely dead, and vice versa. As for which is which, I don't know.

"A transvestite's life?"

"I can't guarantee it's true, it's just a guess."

Everyone was stunned.

"They've gone up again," someone pointed.

Lan Jicai looked up.

Aside from the light band, there were still scattered points of light in southern Xinjiang, even more numerous than those at the front lines, but they remained stable. Only two of them flashed and jumped around erratically, and the leading light point suddenly turned and headed straight for the South China Sea.

The lagging light spot seemed to react, leaping and flashing ahead of the others. It seemed to have done something, directly cutting off the obstruction. The two sides stopped "shuttling" and moved as continuous lines.

"The white ape was heading to the Huai River! But the dragon saw through its plan and used some kind of supernatural power to hold it back!"

The group was well-informed and understood the situation at a glance.

The dragon deliberately obstructed the white ape's progress, making it extremely difficult and far slower than when it was in the southern border region. The three kings of the second battlefield seemed to have noticed the situation and also changed direction, attempting to get closer and create an opportunity for the white ape.

"I rely on!"

Lan Jicai and the others were startled and turned back angrily.

"What are you yelling about? You scared me!"

"Dragon, dragon, dragon!" the person shouted, pointing to the starry sky above, stammering.

"Damn it, dragon, dragon, dragon! What's wrong with dragons? Never seen a dragon before? What's wrong with a jiaolong?"

"It's not a dragon!" The man shouted, slapping his thigh in pain as he broke into a stammer, "The White Dragon King of the Northern Court! The White Dragon King of the Northern Court has moved!"

……

A cold wind howled, and turbid waves crashed against the shore.

Layers of red soil scattered, staining the river with blood.

"That kid's trying to escape! Leaving us here to fight the dragon to the death! Let's break up while the battle is still undecided," General Yuan muttered.

The West Water Turtle King lowered his head and angrily rebuked, "You little turtle, don't spout nonsense here and sow discord among the troops!"

"laugh."

The Frog King remained silent, only waving the large anchor.

puff!
The white ape was struck and flew out of the South China Sea. Taking advantage of the situation, it flipped over and headed north. The dragon swirled up, and the ape, with its five toes like hands, used its feet to hold up the dragon's mouth. Braving the gale, the white ape leaped forward and fell back into the sea.

"Damn it, what kind of trick is that?"

Bubbles floated erratically. Liangqu attempted to use his "Water Travel Across a Thousand Miles" technique, but found it unusable. After rushing into the South China Sea, the dragon somehow "banned" both Liangqu and his own teleportation abilities, leaving Liangqu with only the most primitive method to travel north.

The turbulence behind them couldn't slow down the dragon's pace. The Martial Saint and the Demon King moved through the air without needing any buoyancy or leverage. The "toilet" was completely ineffective.

Why not use it earlier or later, but only in the sea?

"Can the Turtle King and Frog King hold on?"

Liangqu sensed the spread and kept a close eye on the rear.

With the blessing of Umibozu and the intimidation of [Kamui], most of the dragon's attacks, except for its venom, could not cause effective damage. Although slow, it was still able to move north. The key was that the three kings were not suppressed by [Kamui].

We must get rid of the dragon as soon as possible and enter the [Vortex Escape Path] filled with Xuanhuang Qi!
After pondering his plan, the white ape suddenly turned back to the southern border. The dragon felt relieved and wanted to give chase.

The river breeze stopped.

White ape, dragon, West Water Turtle King, Pengze Turtle King, Frog King, Great Shaman, Martial Saint... all the dragons of the world look northward.

In the distant, icy E River, a dragon's claws cleaved through the water, stepped onto a high platform, and a long, jade-white dragon circled out of the Dragon Palace, suddenly heading east and then south into the sea.

"!!!"

"???"

The Khan of the Northern Court was dumbfounded. The Great Shaman of the Southern Frontier was drenched in cold sweat.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" General Yuan suddenly rose up, and with the momentum of Mount Shou, he actually suppressed the dragon for a moment. "These evil demons and wicked culprits who harmed the old Dragon Lord, I will not shirk my duty. Even if I die today, I will repay the old Dragon Lord for the gift of his life essence!"

Damn it, you invited the Dragon King of Beiting to help you, why didn't you say so earlier? You've been putting on this show for ages.

"Huh, why is it so quiet?" The old toad scratched its head.

"Ah Fei, the Dragon King of the E River is heading south, and his situation is unclear. Tell Frog Master not to let his guard down!"

Inside the vortex palace, upon receiving the mental link, the fat catfish's eyes changed, becoming gleaming. With the old toad on its head, it suddenly stood up, grabbed the little mirage dragon with its fins, pointed at its nose and mocked the eunuch for ruining the country, put its arm around the "immobile" shoulder, patted its own chest, and pointed at the round head, acting as a fish master, letting the fist serve tea, pour water and massage its back.

Liang Qu was fully aware of the situation in the Wogong Palace and was immediately taken aback.

"The Dragon King of the E River you summoned?"

Poke the whiskers of the fat catfish together.

"What do you mean by 'not even being called'?"

Liang Qu didn't have time to ask clearly, but he quickly understood.

The White Dragon King sailed south into the sea, but the dragon suddenly shook off the three kings and the white ape, and turned sharply north.

The space shifted again, and Liang Qu discovered that he could use [Water Travel] again. He darted around a few times to catch up with the dragon, but in a situation of upheaval and unexpected events, the White Dragon King, who had entered the sea, made a sharp turn, swam upstream, and returned home.

Everything seemed like an illusion.

Heading home!?
Everyone, including the demons, was shocked.

The Great Shaman of Southern Xinjiang and the Martial Saint of Great Shun ceased their fighting, and the battlefields of Northern Court and Great Shun fell silent simultaneously.

What... what is the White Dragon King doing?
feint?
The dragon stood motionless in the sea.

Liang Qu had a flash of inspiration.

"Frog King!!!"

"Advance a thousand li, three times! Turn left, half a time!"

Pong!
The white ape suddenly vanished, and seawater squeezed and filled it, instantly surpassing the stunned dragon.

"Roar!!!"

The dragon roared and split again, chasing northward.

The three kings were once again plunged into a bitter battle.

Having missed their chance, the dragon and the white ape escaped the South China Sea and crossed directly to the East China Sea.

The water flowed out, the dragon was within reach, and a foul stench filled the air. Liangqu was prepared to be banned from traversing the canal again.

The water flow reversed, flashing for thousands of miles.

A one-time treatment?
Liang Qu's mind changed, and he turned around and punched the dragon, causing the hundred-foot-deep seawater to form a spherical vacuum, confirming the situation completely.

Blocking movement is not a technique that can be used arbitrarily.

run!
The old toad is going all out.

Two points of light "rejuvenated" and, under the watchful eyes of countless high-ranking officials, blasted open the gates of Jianghuai, one after the other.

"Mr. Lan, what is the white ape doing? Why did it go back?"

"I don't know, but Jianghuai definitely has a chance to turn things around." Lan Jicai stared at the starry sky, cracking sunflower seeds at lightning speed.

"Is the white ape planning to steal the true dragon's legacy from the Dragon Palace?"

"Impossible! Let alone moving, the white ape can't even get close. Look, the Northern Fish King has moved! It's heading to the Dragon Palace!"

"The white ape and the dragon's spatial teleportation is gone again! It's back to a solid line, no, the dragon's is still there, it's a dotted line! The white ape is restricted, is that the dragon's doing?"

boom!
The white ape was whipped around by the dragon's tail and turned into a ball.

The same tricks that were used on Pan Tong earlier are now being used on him.

Upon entering the Jianghuai region, the "Water Travel Across a Thousand Miles" ability failed again. The situation was different from that at sea, where it failed simultaneously. This time, he was alone.

Is it to show favoritism towards differences?
"It's over, it's over! The White Dragon King has gone back! We must break up the group and beg for our lives!" General Yuan shouted, swimming away to escape. "The monkey had the ability to dart around, so he could escape and steal, even getting away from Ironhead Fish. Now that's gone. How can he break through the blockade of the two great demon kings?"

The Turtle King and the Frog King remained silent.

"Xiao Shui, what should we do? The Ironhead Fish King is at least level ten, so we can't get into the Dragon Palace."

"Who said we should go into the Dragon Palace? Even without the Ironhead Fish, the Dragon Palace has been assimilated by the Flood Dragon for decades, and it's a trap that's the worst possible strategy."

boom!
It was whipped away by the dragon's tail again, the white ape squeezed through the Huai River, tearing out a vacuum zone, and crashed into the riverbed, causing mud and sand to rise everywhere, and was then pulled and buried by the reverse current.

In his anxiety, Umibozu was bewildered: "If we're not going to the Dragon Palace, then what are we doing in Jianghuai? The Three Kings are in the Southern Frontier; they won't be able to provide support if something unexpected happens."

“Master, you don’t know, as I become stronger, my ‘water shell’ will also become stronger.”

"But how can you become stronger now? There's no time."

"Ha, it won't be long." The white ape burst through the riverbed, its brownish-yellow fur floating in the mud and sand. It spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned maliciously, "Strengthen my masseter muscles."

"what?"

The dragon attacked from behind, biting and slashing.

The white ape suddenly turned to the side, dodging the attacks from all directions, then hooked its hand onto the dragon's scales, gripping the dragon's body, its canine teeth bared wide.

click!
Half of his canine tooth broke off and flew away, his gums soaked with dragon's blood.

歘.

The dragon vanished in a flash, leaving only bubbles floating to the surface. After landing a hundred feet away, it confirmed that it had not been poisoned and looked at the white ape with suspicion.

"Gudu."

The white ape swallowed the dragon's blood mixed with its own tooth blood and glared fiercely at the dragon.

Press your thumb against half of your nostril.

laugh.

The riverbed silt mixed with the water flowed like arrows, swirling and turning into a dragon.

"A realm of rainbow transformation, a furnace of fusion, a palace of ultimate form..."

Knocking on the Heavenly Gate is like violently opening up one's own 'Heavenly Palace,' leaping from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, transforming into a rushing 'hand'! Or rather, a 'horn'!
The 'horn' holds great power and can transform into a single entity, encompassing heaven and earth. By leveraging this single entity, it can unite other powers and create a truly unique small world!
Looking sideways at the Heavenly Pass, the pavilion path seems even more indistinct…

"I want to... overturn rivers and seas!"

The white ape roared, spread its arms wide, and clenched its fists with a thunderous crash.

The Vortex Palace opened at full power, and all the vortex water and essence water poured out, mixing with the waters of the Yangtze and Huai Rivers, forming a surging torrent.

"Ah!!! Get up!!!"

Ze Ding trembled.

【Water Essence +124】

【Water Essence: 81421】

Stretching across the great river, shining brightly like the sun.

River dominance: 0.6

Southern Zhili.

On the day of the Awakening of Insects, thunder and rain fell incessantly, and Hanshan Temple outside the city was shrouded in mist.

The bluestone slabs on the street shimmered with a layer of watery luster. As the iron-clad horseshoes trod, mud splashed out from the gaps. A shopkeeper took a stick, picked up the signboard, and prepared to close up shop. Halfway down, he moved it to the side, opened up his view, and slowly craned his neck.

"Clap."

The shop owner stepped back, half of his heel sinking into the puddle.

Pavilions and towers, with soaring eaves, shrouded in mist.

The pedestrian looked up.

Suddenly, a column of water shot into the sky, reaching straight into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)