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

Chapter 139 Destroying Spirits with a Flick of the Finger, Unworthy of Being Human!
The sky overhead was dim, and the ground beneath our feet was muddy and yellow.

On the winding dirt road outside Wuqing County, the filth left by camel caravans from the west can be seen everywhere.

The herbal medicine was mixed with yellowish urine, and the odor was so pungent that it was almost impossible to walk on it.

As Cheng Bin walked quickly with his face covered, he felt that the sky was vast and the air was fresh.

The end of that muddy dirt road seemed to him to lead to a peaceful and prosperous paradise.

When he reached the edge of the dirt road, under a crooked tree, Cheng Bin stopped, looked around, and waited silently.

He had made an appointment with Xiaoman long ago. He took some of his belongings, such as gold and silver jewelry, and went to the crooked tree first.

Xiao Man then handled the follow-up matters, hired a carriage, and brought along the valuables that were inconvenient to carry, to meet them here.

The silver notes issued by Guanghui Money Shop are not accepted by the prefectures and counties in the south.

Cheng Bin then went to a large bank and got a 30% or 80% discount to exchange his money for cash at a cheap price.

Now, Shui San'er's job has been sold.

The property was mortgaged to issue bank drafts, which were then cashed in cash.

Cheng Bin decided not to repay the 1,000 taels of debt he had previously borrowed.

He took the money and ran away, finding a small town in the south with Xiaoman, where they lived happily as wealthy men!

How delightful!
Thinking about the carefree days to come, Cheng Bin couldn't help but smile.

However, for some reason, after waiting for a long time, the time they had agreed upon had already passed.

Xiao Man was nowhere to be seen.

"strangeness……"

As Cheng Bin was muttering to himself, he suddenly heard some noise coming from not far away.

The sound of someone breathing could be heard.

His heart leaped with joy, and he quickly stepped forward, calling out, "Xiao Man! You've finally—"

Before he finished speaking, three wrinkled old faces emerged from the woods.

Lin Shouzhou walked at the front, his brows furrowed, his sleeves rolled up in a fierce manner, and he stretched his limbs as he walked, his bones making a crisp popping sound.

Manager Li followed closely behind, his face full of worry, sighing as he walked.

Chen Shunan, who was at the very back, glanced at Cheng Bin and couldn't help but shake his head.

Upon seeing the three of them, Cheng Bin froze on the spot, speechless for a long while before finally stammering,

"You...how did you all get here?"

Lin Shouzhou immediately pointed at Cheng Bin and began to curse.
"You good-for-nothing, don't you know why we're here? Ask yourself, what are you dreaming about at your age, huddled under this crooked tree?"

"Are you so full you've lost your mind, or have you been listening to those stories until you're dumbfounded? You actually believe in this bullshit love?! Elopement, you naive young man!"

Manager Li sighed and gently advised, "Old Cheng, come back with me. I'll still keep your job for you... It's a good thing Brother Shun'an told me beforehand, otherwise I would have really thought you wanted to retire and go back to your hometown..."

Cheng Bin was startled upon hearing this, and suddenly turned to look at Chen Shunan, his voice trembling as he said, "Old Chen... is that you?"

Chen Shun'an was kind-hearted, but he couldn't bear to see his colleague, with whom he had always been on good terms, be deceived by a little vixen, resulting in the loss of his family and his fortune.

So he informed Manager Li well in advance, asking him to suppress Cheng Bin's resignation and return to his hometown, and even hired someone to put on a show, pretending to buy the position, all to intercept this man today.

Chen Shunan said in a deep voice,

“Brother Cheng, I have hinted many times that Xiao Man is a swindler from Guanghui Money Shop, who specializes in harming people and is trying to drive you people who owe debts to the King of Hell to a dead end.”

Cheng Bin shook his head violently, clutching the wooden box in his arms even tighter, stubbornly insisting,
"Impossible! Most of the money is with me! She must have been delayed on the way... I have to go back and find her!"

Chen Shunan sighed and said,
"Then take a look inside your box and see what's inside."

With trembling hands, Cheng Bin opened the box in his arms and found that the box, which should have been full of gold and silver treasures, was instead filled with heavy pebbles.

It turned out that, without anyone noticing, Xiaoman had already switched the gold and silver jewelry inside the box.

Now, Cheng Bin is essentially leaving with nothing!
In an instant, Cheng Bin's world collapsed.

Cheng Bin's face turned deathly pale, and he hunched over.

But he still seemed unwilling to believe it, his eyes unfocused, and he staggered toward Wuqing County.
"No, no... She must have run into some emergency and needs money... I have to go find her..."

"Hmph, stubborn fool, break his good leg!"

Manager Li finally lost his temper and shouted coldly.

Click!

Lin Shouzhou responded immediately, his leg moving like lightning, his energy surging out, precisely striking Cheng Bin's knee!
As the energy flowed, a crisp sound rang out, and Cheng Bin's body went limp, collapsing to the ground.

Chen Shunan said coldly, "Let's lock him up in the water dungeon first and let Lao Cheng calm down for a few days before we talk about it!"

……

Outside of Wuqing County, there are only desolate graveyards and wilderness.

Especially the flood hundreds of years ago, which claimed countless lives, still bears the marks of the erosion, and there are even ossuaries to collect the ashes of the unclaimed remains.

Near Bajiazhuang, beneath an unnamed burial tower, lies a water dungeon.

Naiwu Qingshuiwozi was secretly built to imprison enemies who were not convenient to kill.

"Oh, Manager Li is here?"

"Brother Mao, please make room in a clean cell. My brother needs to stay here for a few days."

"Oh, no problem, no problem. Then let's lock him up in Ding Zhong's cell."

The stone slab opened, revealing a downward-sloping staircase.

As Chen Shunan and his two companions entered the water dungeon beneath the Bone-Burial Tower, they were immediately enveloped by a chilling, damp atmosphere, thick with the stuffy, stagnant air.

Dim oil lamps dotted the passageways on both sides.

Cells with iron bars held unrecognizable, disheveled warriors who resembled savages.

This water dungeon is divided into four levels, A, B, C, and D, from light to heavy, according to different methods of 'education and persuasion'.

The T-shaped cells were all normal cells, with straw beds, stone slabs on the floor, and ventilation holes the size of a finger.

The C-class cells were more intense, forcing third-rate martial artists with the Gathering Tendons skill to stand in cages day and night, carrying stone millstones on their shoulders; and forcing second-rate martial artists with the Jade Tree skill to continuously unleash bone-shaking thunderous sounds, causing their marrow to vibrate for twelve hours straight...

The Class B cells were small pits filled with maggots and poisonous creatures. Countless dense but non-fatal wounds were cut into the bodies of martial artists, who were then hung up and slowly sunk into the pits.

As for the Class A prison cell, it has not been used for many years.

Chen Shunan inquired with the brothers guarding the water dungeon, but they all seemed extremely wary, and some even shuddered in fear.

It must be said that this water dungeon gave Chen Shunan a lot of inspiration.

If one day they encounter some heretics who cannot be subdued or reformed, perhaps they can build a large and varied prison.

Beneath the Great Thunderclap Temple lies a demonic cave. Beneath the blessed lands of countless immortals and gods, a sea of ​​blood churns.

Such prisons are essential for maintaining the dignity of the gods.

thump!
Lin Shouzhou threw the distraught Cheng Bin into prison, looking at him with a disappointed expression, snorting two white sprays from his nose, and turned to leave.

Manager Li gave instructions to the martial artists guarding the water dungeon.

"This man is my brother from the well. He's been having some mental problems lately and needs to clear his head here. I'd appreciate it if you all could take good care of him and bring him good wine and food. Here's the money."

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

Chen Shunan stood inside the prison, his gaze sweeping around. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something flashing by in the corner of his eye.

Indistinct facial features, a human-like body, and a chilling aura.

He's like a little person.

Chen Shunan's heart stirred, but he kept it hidden and soon left with Lin Shouzhou and Manager Li.

……

That night, after Wan Niang fell asleep, Chen Shunan quietly got up, put on his clothes, and went out.

The Cloud-Walking Armor rune flashed between his legs.

With a swift movement, he transformed into a wisp of green smoke, almost without a shadow or shape, and rapidly headed towards the Bone-Burial Tower.

With Chen Shunan's current incredible speed—as still as a duckweed and as swift as a flying immortal—plus his formless and invisible abilities to interfere with and distort others' senses of sight, hearing, touch, and smell, he possesses extraordinary speed.

They could travel all the way without anyone noticing, even if they walked on main streets or along the right path.

Patrolling soldiers, passing martial artists, and even brushing past true masters.

Chen Shunan seemed to be walking alone in another dark world, and no one else even had the right to see his back.

Soon, Chen Shunan arrived at the burial tower.

Inside the tower, a stone slab that fits perfectly with the ground was silently lifted with a crack, and Chen Shunan entered.

The warriors guarding the water prison either patrolled the corridors or gathered at a table to play dominoes.

Without alerting anyone, Chen Shunan took the key from a martial artist's waist and quietly went to the cell where Cheng Bin was being held.

The fence opened, and Chen Shunan stepped inside.

Cheng Bin was already fast asleep, his face full of fatigue, his brows furrowed, as if he were having a nightmare.

Chen Shunan's gaze swept around, and finally he sensed a familiar, chilling aura near Cheng Bin's ear.

Chen Shunan instinctively took a few steps back, dressed in a soft purple silk robe, with an antidote pill in his mouth, circulating his Flying Immortal Energy throughout his body to protect vital points such as his heart, brow, and groin.

Chen Shunan then flicked his finger, sending out a wisp of flying immortal energy that entered Cheng Bin's right ear.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, a figure with a withered body, completely unlike a living person, and carrying a stagnant, tangible aura of death, emerged from Cheng Bin's ear.

Its eyes bulge out and are only an inch long.

Chen Shunan was stunned for a moment.

Zombies?

Wait, whose zombie is that small?
Having traveled the martial world for many years, Chen Shunan had heard rumors about things like corpse refining and planting living tombs, and ancient tomb zombies.

Some enlightened beings attain immortality, and their bodies remain incorrupt after death, sometimes even emitting a pleasant fragrance. Such corpses are called "remains."

There are also ancient corpses dug out of the cemetery that have not decayed for many years, with red lips and white teeth, but which dry out as soon as they come into contact with the outside air.

Some officials of the Holy Dynasty, even after death, were dressed in a dark blue court robe with birds and beasts, wearing a hat and peacock feather, exuding a sinister aura. Regardless of whether they were zombies or not, just looking at them was enough to send chills down one's spine.

He himself had encountered martial artists who practiced zombie techniques. They could hold their breath, and their fingernails contained deadly poison. They would leap and pounce at him like walking corpses, but they were actually living people.

But Chen Shunan was really not serious about encountering any blood-sucking zombies.

Today, I've run into this thing.

Forced out by Chen Shunan, the little man lunged straight at him. While still in mid-air, his eyes opened and closed, and a beam of blue light, like smoke and mist, shot out from his turbid pupils.

Chen Shunan carefully sensed the aura of this 'little man' and found that although it was strange and bizarre, it had only barely killed about one thief. He was immediately relieved and showed an arrogant expression.

"These mere heretics and evil spirits dare to cause harm; they deserve to be punished!"

Whoosh!

The force surged violently, scattering the blue light.

The immense power of the flying immortal force crashed down, and it was as if invisible flames, dragon roars and tiger howls, dazzling golden light, and surging energy sea all rushed towards it.

The 'little man' only lasted for a brief moment before turning into ashes in an instant.

However, Chen Shunan was somewhat surprised and uncertain, secretly thinking to himself,

"It can actually hold out for a breath. Even a master who has slain two thieves wouldn't be as resilient as this strange thing, would he?"

It should be noted that, just to be on the safe side, Chen Shunan had only used 50-60% of his strength. Even if a master who had slain three thieves came, he would only suffer minor injuries and die.

It's already beyond imagination that this thing can put up even a little resistance.

"Uh-huh……"

Cheng Bin hummed, as if he were waking up.

Then a hand gently pressed on the back of his head, and Cheng Bin fell into a deep 'sleep' again.

Chen Shunan carefully inspected the site.

After the little man died, he didn't leave behind a single trace of body dust. It was as if he wasn't a physical entity at all, but turned into wisps of green smoke and returned to the world.

Moreover, the blue light that the villain had just emitted from his eyes reminded Chen Shunan of the True Meaning Master, who, after killing the Eye Thief, had his spiritual light shining down to his dantian and his eyes had a golden light characteristic.

The two seem to be of the same lineage.

"Could this be something Zhao Guanghui came up with? No wonder Guanghui Bank isn't worried about borrowers running away. With this little gadget, even if they run to the ends of the earth, they'll still have to honestly repay their debts."

For no apparent reason, Chen Shunan suddenly thought of the unfair terms on the loan agreement he had seen during the day.

Zhao Guanghui appears to have taken advantage of the borrowers' physical bodies and skills.

They just finished making this thing?!

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in Chen Shunan's eyes.

As a man in his fifties with a deep longing for his roots and homeland, Chen Shunan hates tomb raiders and those who dig up corpses and use them for necrophilia.

"Zhao Guanghui is simply inhuman!"

(End of this chapter)