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

Chapter 128 Rising to Fame
As Huang Xing was pondering this, the curtain to the back hall was suddenly flung open.

A figure hurriedly entered the back room; it was Yue Ting, who had just finished helping to put out the fire.

Yue Ting's expression was extremely grave: "Master, something terrible has happened!"

Huang Xing's brows furrowed suddenly. "What happened?" he asked.

Yue Ting glanced at the people in the room.

Huang Xing waved, signaling everyone to leave.

After confirming that there were no eavesdroppers in the wall and that only he and Huang Xing were in the room, Yue Ting lowered his voice and spoke very quickly.
"Nie Zheng is dead, and today there is still a master who killed four thieves hiding in the county... The Guolu Society took the body and left... Shui San'er and Chen Shun'an, who are under Zhao Guangxi's command, are three-times-refined martial artists..."

"Is there such a thing?"

Even with his extensive experience, Huang Xing was shaken by these successive shocks and momentarily lost his composure.

The death of Nie Zheng, a mysterious master, the Guolu Society seizing the corpse...

These places were a bit far from Wanlong's mill, and after a brief moment of shock, he was still able to force himself to calm down.

But upon hearing the name "Chen Shunan" and his plight, a glint of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Chen Shun'an? Is that the old man who caused the Wanlong Mill to be destroyed? He actually has such good fortune?"

So, can Chen Shunan be considered to have soared to great heights and begun to make a name for himself?

Yue Ting said worriedly, "That's right, it's this person. Chen Shunan already had an old grudge against my Wanlong Rice Mill, and now he has a martial arts body and even saved Hong Junxian, so he is highly valued by him."

In particular, Yue Ting harbored an unrealistic, almost fantastical, conjecture in his heart.

Could Chen Shun'an be the same expert who killed Nie Zheng and slew the Four Thieves?

This is completely illogical and baseless; it's just a wild guess by Yue Ting.

But it made him uneasy.

"Master Huang, what should we do..." Yue Ting asked anxiously.

"Give gifts, give generous gifts."

Huang Xing interrupted him, his tone calm to the point of being almost cold.

"See what Chen Shunan lacks now. If he lacks a house, give him a house in a good location. If he lacks resources, give him elixirs and powerful medicines. You take care of it yourself."

"what?!"

Yue Ting exclaimed in surprise, his expression one of astonishment.

Chen Shunan has committed numerous evils and is cunning and scheming. Shouldn't we find an opportunity to get rid of him as soon as possible?

Why do I need to give gifts to show my goodwill?

Huang Xing raised his hand to stop him from speaking, gestured for him to sit down, personally poured him a cup of hot tea, and said slowly,
“Brother Yue, you only thought of the first level, but not the second. Now, Chen Shunan has not only confirmed his status as a late bloomer, but also earned the reputation of rescuing Hong Junxian, a veteran of the martial arts world, from the sea of ​​fire without fear of the Guolu Society’s ferocity.”

"Now he enjoys great prestige and is no longer an unknown ordinary Shui San'er. It would be unwise to make an enemy of him now."

At this point, Huang Xing paused, his voice becoming deep and somber.

"Since that's the case, why not turn hostility into friendship? Taking the initiative to show goodwill can not only resolve old grievances but also earn our Wanlong Rice Mill a good reputation for valuing talent and being magnanimous. Isn't that more beneficial than fighting to the death?"

There was something Huang Xing didn't say.

The debts are settled with the death of the person. Why does Huang Xing want to continue the grudges between his former employer Zheng Shicheng and Chen Shunan and others?

Wanlong Rice Mill is a rice shop and a rice mill, not some martial arts school where people inherit businesses and settle scores!

No matter what grudges we have, we can't let them interfere with making money or affect the normal operation of Wanlong Mill!

The word "reputation" seems ethereal and elusive.

But it is enough to affect a person's martial arts fortune and future prospects.

In some ways, it is even more precious than a thousand taels of silver or ten thousand taels of gold.

Given two young men with similar backgrounds and qualifications, and a senior elder who is about to pass away and is choosing a disciple to pass on his mantle, the one with a high reputation and excellent character would naturally be given priority.

The Guolu Society's trip to the capital to appeal to the emperor and eradicate the Furong Ointment Fire gang was righteous and won the support of a considerable number of martial arts masters in the north. If it weren't for their repeated secret assistance, even at the risk of their lives, to tip them off, they would have been in trouble.

Even if the Guolu Society's secret societies were incredibly powerful, they were all wiped out by the imperial court long ago.

After all, for the Holy Dynasty, the greatest enemy is not the Guolu Society, these rebels who fly yellow flags and use the excuse of acting on behalf of Heaven.

On the contrary, it was those inconspicuous people and warriors who were increasingly dissatisfied with the Holy Dynasty's rule, coming from the vastest and most extensive grassroots communities.

"I see, Master's insight is brilliant!"

Yue Ting suddenly realized, his face filled with admiration.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll take care of it right away and make sure it's done perfectly!"

Watching Yue Ting's hurried departure, Huang Xing's gaze became deep.

What a powerful and vigorous physique!

Shuiwozi is truly full of talented people, even having someone who has cultivated martial arts three times after birth.

So... is the person that Tianxuan Saintess is looking for him?
A subtle, enigmatic smile appeared on Huang Xing's lips.

Whether it is or isn't, it doesn't matter.

Businessmen pursue profit, and maximizing profits is of utmost importance.

Regardless of whether it was Chen Shunan or not, Huang Xing planned to wait until he had his own people infiltrate the area, or even pretend to be the one in charge, before having someone else tell Tianxuan Shenggu.

It would be most advantageous for Huang Xing to keep Tianxuan Saintess in the mortal realm, making her the backer of the four major mills, and to frequently find excuses to ask her for various benefits.

Red Fifth Brother and Tianxuan Saintess confront each other at Swallow's Nest.

That was their choice, and it was also a delicate balance that many forces in Wuqing County and even the capital were happy to see.
……

As the water surged, the golden-scaled catfish and the silver scholar, kept in the earthenware pot and fish tank, were overjoyed to see the return of the deity and swam over with a flick of their tails.

The former exhaled a series of fine bubbles, while the latter leaped into the water, creating a cluster of sparkling splashes.

As Chen Shun'an's progress in crafting the herbal talisman gradually increased, his divine power and majesty also rose accordingly. In the eyes of the two fish, he became increasingly radiant and awe-inspiring, his imposing presence resembling that of a true god descending to earth.

Especially the scholar Yin, when he was first captured and kept in this small earthenware fish tank, he always whispered bad things about Chen Shunan behind his back and was full of complaints.

But now, there's a strong tendency to accept one's fate and follow one's husband wherever he goes, quickly adapting to the current environment.

What else can we do but run away? We'll just have to make do.

'Gaji gaji...'

After showing goodwill to Chen Shunan, the tiny silver scholar, no bigger than the palm of a hand, couldn't wait to hug a grass carp head that was bigger than its own and began to gnaw on it with relish.

The Silver Scholar is a carnivore.

So the goldfish and grass carp, including the golden-scaled catfish, hid in the corner of the fish tank, trembling with fear.

"Scholar Yin, please stop eating, I'm scared." Jin Lin Gui's voice trembled, almost tearful.

"Of all things, eating is the most important. I have a large appetite, so please bear with me," the silver-haired scholar replied righteously without looking up.

Chen Shunan stood in front of the vat, watching this scene with a slight frown.

Chen Shunan naturally wouldn't interfere with Yin Shusheng's habits.

However, this earthenware fish tank is still too cramped for these precious fish with their different natures.

Not to mention occupying half of a river and raising water monsters.

There should at least be a pond and a waterside pavilion.

"Nothing makes money faster than taking out loans. I wonder how much silver I can get from Guanghui Money Shop next time. It's time to buy a new house and a big courtyard."

Chen Shunan's heart stirred.

The golden scale catfish can provide about 2 wishes per day.

The Silver Scholar is more intelligent and can provide about 4 wishes per day.

It is also one of the stable sources of Chen Shunan's daily wishes.

Golden-scaled catfish prefer mulberry wet powder, which is mainly wheat flour and rice flour, with added egg yolk, sesame powder, and wine lees. After steaming, it is shaped into small balls and fed to the catfish.

It's considered high-quality fish feed, and it's more expensive than regular grains.

The Silver Scholar often eats ordinary fish, but he especially loves to eat treasure fish, such as the big black fish that he sucked dry.

For Chen Shunan now, he is a money-devouring beast, a bottomless pit, and for the time being, he can only be fed mixed feed.

Today, Chen Shunan, Sun Xiao, Cheng Bin and the others have been busy fighting the fire. Manager Li has generously granted them half a day of rest, so they no longer need to push carts to deliver water.

However, Chen Shunan still delivered the blessed water to the benefactors as if it were a daily task before returning to Chaodou Hutong.

The saying "Rome wasn't built in a day" applies to Chen Shunan as well. The wish for a steady, daily flow of happiness is also extremely precious.

It's still early, only a quarter past 3 PM.

The autumn sun had lost its strength, casting only its lukewarm rays obliquely into the alley.

Wan Niang was not at home; she said she had gone to the needle market to select raw medicinal materials, which she would then process and store herself.

According to Wan Niang, these are some of Chen Shun'an's daily medicinal baths and basic blood-nourishing medicines, so there is no need to collect them from outside.

Firstly, it's expensive, and secondly, relying on others inevitably leads to mistakes.

It's better to be self-sufficient...

Incidentally, he could also use Chen Shunan as a practice subject, testing medicines and acupuncture, essentially making him a ready-made 'human-shaped acupuncture bronze mannequin'.

Chen Shunan felt he was tough and thick-skinned, so he let Wan Niang do whatever she wanted to him.

Chen Shunan habitually checked the house, finding no outsiders had broken in and nothing unusual.

He then changed into loose old clothes and fetched well water to wash his hands and face.

The icy well water splashed onto his skin, instantly relaxing the muscles that had been taut all day.

The older people get, the more they fear death.

Chen Shunan was no exception.

The events that happened today, especially Nie Zheng bullying the elderly and humiliating the young, and Hong Junxian's disrespect for elders, made Chen Shunan very nervous and sweating bullets.

He was so frightened that he could only retaliate with a heavy punch.

As Chen Shunan popped a piece of ginger candy into his mouth to replace the emptiness and discomfort after quitting smoking, a thought flashed through his mind, and words appeared in the corner of his eyes.

[Wish +642]

[Wish: 35 → 677]

【Grass Scroll (52/100)】

[Remaining scales of the Ran Yi fish: 103/108]

Looking at the wishes that had surged again, a satisfied smile appeared on Chen Shunan's lips.

In my mind, murmurs echoed endlessly.

There were members of the Guolu Society, as well as a group of martial artists from the Wuqing Sticky Rod Office.

Perhaps surprise, suspicion, awe, curiosity...

Unfortunately, there was no whisper from Lu Jing.

They didn't even have a sense of curiosity.

Otherwise, Chen Shunan would have been able to glean some insight into the thoughts of Lu Lingban, a prominent figure in Wuqing County and a guest of honor of various powerful forces.

It seems that Lu Jing's cultivation is profound. Even the strength that Chen Shunan has revealed so far is not enough to make him waver, and he doesn't even have much curiosity, so it cannot be transformed into a desire.

Without hesitation, Chen Shunan transformed all his wishes into incense and threw them into the grass talisman.

(End of this chapter)