Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 117 - General Weiling
The carriage slowly entered Qingye County. Lin Le and Qing Li planned to rent a boat and go to Chunsun County along the river.

However, upon hearing that they were going to Chunsun County, the boatman immediately shook his head: "No, no."

"Why?" Lin Le raised an eyebrow.

"You don't know this, but there's a lake upstream called Spring Water Lake. A great monster used to live here, and it came from there," the boatman said. "I've heard that there's an even bigger monster living there."

"I know." Lin Le nodded. He had already found out about this before, otherwise why would he have gone back to Qingye County? He was actually there to find that monster.

"Knowing that, you still went?" The boatman paused, then looked Lin Le up and down, as if remembering something. He immediately knelt down with a thud and shouted loudly.

"Greetings, Divine General Weiling!"

"The Divine General of Might and Power?" Lin Le asked, a look of confusion on his face.

Upon hearing the boatman's loud shout, the others turned to look, and upon seeing Lin Le, they all exclaimed, "Greetings, Divine General Weiling!"

Qingli couldn't help but nudge Lin Le and chuckled, "It seems like you've been worshipped as a god."

“I can tell.” Lin Le rolled his eyes, then looked at the boatman. “Get up and tell me, what’s the story behind my title of ‘Divine General of Mighty Spirit’?”

The boatman stood up tremblingly and explained in a low voice, "My lord, it's like this. You didn't leave your name, but everyone is grateful to you, so they gave you a name to worship."

"The manager of Fumanlou said that you are a star of death descended to earth, and it would be bad to have a name with killing in it. So he chose the name Weiling, which is more majestic and positive. Then, the names Zhenjun and Gongbohou seem too presumptuous, and the title of Shenguan does not match your killing aura. So he chose the term Shenjiang, so your name became Weiling Shenjiang."

"Alright then." Lin Le stroked his chin, thinking it was acceptable. "Since that's the case, I'll accept this title. Also, tell everyone that they can worship if they want, but don't believe me that I've appointed anyone to be a priest or chief priest. I have no interest in managing any temples."

"Yes, I understand." The boatman nodded.

Lin Le took out a silver note and gave it to the boatman: "Since you don't want to get on, you can sell this boat to me."

The boatman was about to say he was willing to go aboard, but he hesitated when he saw the amount of the silver notes; it was enough for him to buy three or four more boats.

Moreover, recalling Lin Le's ferocity during his battle with the tiger catfish, the journey was likely to be even more perilous. In the end, the boatman accepted the silver note: "Thank you, General Weiling!"

If he were young, he would have liked to be a witness to the legends, but unfortunately he is no longer young and has a family to support, so he cannot take the risk.

"Okay." Lin Le nodded and led Qing Li onto the ship.

A strong gust of wind blew by, and the awning boat quickly sailed upstream.

A group of people surrounded the boatman, and one of them, an acquaintance, asked, "Old Deng, where is General Weiling going this time?"

"Spring Water Lake, slay the demon!" the boatman grinned.

The crowd gasped, and a man in somewhat shabby clothes among them caught the eye.

He immediately ran to a boat and activated his true qi to chase after Lin Le's boat.

"Hey, Master Bai, that's my boat!" a boatman shouted as soon as he saw it.

Then he was hit on the head twice. The boatman picked them up and saw that they were two large silver ingots.

That money is enough for him to buy a new boat.

Lin Le sat on the boat, watching the fish still roasting on the clay stove. Without any hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The taste is quite good.

After finishing his meal, Lin Le glanced at the cabin and, noticing fishing rods and bait, picked them up and began fishing.

While fishing, Lin Le asked, "Ah Li, you said that tiger catfish was one of the two sons of Dongbo's navy. Do you think the monster in Spring Water Lake could be it?"

"It shouldn't be." Qingli put her feet in the river water and swung her legs. "Spring Water Lake is still a bit small. The one occupying that place now should be its general, Hu'ang, who is the superior of the tiger catfish." "Hu'ang?" Lin Le raised an eyebrow. "A tiger?"

“No, its prototype is a catfish.” Qingli shook her head. “Because it is fierce and violent like a tiger, it was named Tiger Ang.”

"Which city gates?" Lin Le asked.

“The Second City Pass is considered one of the more dangerous areas within the Second City Pass,” Qingli said.

"We should be able to take Ercheng Pass."

Lin Le looked at the calm water and muttered to himself, after all, when he was at the Ninth Level, he could fight against a Foundation Establishment cultivator in a city.

Having now broken through three floors, which can be considered as breaking through three minor barriers, my combat power has more than doubled. Fighting the Foundation Establishment Level 2 city gate should not be a problem.

Even if he can't beat them, it's not a problem, because Qingli is there anyway.

Lin Le glanced at Qing Li, who was playing in the water. Qing Li herself was incredibly powerful. According to her, she could fight Foundation Establishment cultivators when she was at the twelfth level of the cultivation level.

Now that his bloodline has been elevated, his combat power has made a great leap forward, and fighting against ordinary three-city passes is no problem.

Just before sunset, Lin Le's boat finally arrived at Spring Water Lake.

With the Tiger Eye Technique activated, Lin Le saw several ferocious black fish swimming towards him, clearly intending to capsize his boat.

Lin Le exhaled, and the Yin-Yang Twin Swords flew out, transforming into thousands of smaller swords. Then he lifted the embroidered ball, and one hundred and forty-four armored soldiers, almost blood-red in color, sank to the bottom of the water.

Although they wear full armor, they are essentially like ghosts or monsters, so their movements are not greatly restricted once they enter the water.

To better utilize their combat power, Lin Le also fixed their weapons to water-splitting spikes.

The black fish that charged forward were immediately torn to pieces by the Taoist soldiers.

The stench of blood filled the air, quickly arousing the ferocity of the other fish demons. They immediately swam over and engaged in a fierce battle with the Taoist soldiers.

The stench of blood grew stronger, and the corpses of fish demons began to surface in the river, but their bodies were blocked by layers of ice walls with tiny holes.

It was Qingli who made the move; she knew that these corpses were also an important resource for Lin Le.

Blood flowed down the river, and the painter behind him urged the small boat forward even harder, not wanting to miss such a spectacular sight.

Deep in Spring Water Lake, a large fish, seven or eight zhang long, with fins and back covered in sharp spines, raised its head, its eyes showing ferocity. With a flick of its tail, it immediately swam towards Lin Le.

"coming."

Lin Le stood up, gold rings adorning his body, red ribbons fluttering in the wind, gripped his spear tightly, and walked towards the large fish that was swimming towards him.

As soon as he stepped off the boat, an icy path appeared beneath his feet.

Following the icy path, Lin Le walked step by step toward the center of the lake.

boom!
Huge waves erupted on the lake's surface as a large fish leaped out of the water, coldly staring at Lin Le as he approached: "Who are you? Why did you kill my men!"

"Fisherman, I'm craving fish, so I've come to fish." Lin Le looked up slightly at the large fish named Hu'ang. "This fish looks pretty good!"

"Is that so?" Hu Ang's face revealed a cold, almost human-like smile, then he opened his mouth and bit Lin Le.

"Die!"

(End of this chapter)