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

Chapter 150 Winner Takes All
Chen Shunan rowed his boat alone to the center of the pearl-diving area, where the Tanka people were all busy harvesting pearls.

Because the Blackwater is icy cold, pearl diving has always been done only at midday when the wind is calm and the sky is clear. After only two hours, they must go ashore.

On each boat, the captain would keep a rope.

Chen Shunan's main purpose was to prepare for any eventuality.

Chen Shunan noticed that no one was paying attention to them.

He cast off his fishing rod, pretending to scoop water from the fish trap, but secretly released the golden-scaled catfish and the silver scholar.

In the mouth of the golden-scaled fish, there was also a golden-headed tyrant, skilled in treasure hunting, which it carefully held.

"Work hard, and the gas-eating worms will be plentiful morning and night!"

Chen Shunan offered a silent word of encouragement, habitually offering empty promises.

The combination of the water monster fish and the treasure-hunting cricket is simply the perfect pairing for underwater treasure hunting!
Isn't this better than having old man Chen Shunan do everything himself and become a white streak in the waves?
The remaining warriors were still using primitive methods, wielding steel forks to dive into the river and search for treasures in the Three-Forked River.

Chen Shunan has already begun to act as a 'capitalist,' exploiting the remaining value of Jin Lin Gui, Yin Shusheng, and Jin Tou Ba Wang.

The two fish and the insect quickly disappeared into the dark depths of the river.

Chen Shunan fished on the river for half an hour.

air force.

But then Lin Shou-chou arrived.

Lin Shouzhuo held the bamboo pole, touched the shallow water with his hand, and pushed off with both feet. With great force, he flew from the shore like a cannonball and landed heavily on the sampan.

A ripple appeared, and the bait snapped.

The fish that had finally taken the bait were immediately startled and escaped.

Chen Shunan looked at Lin Shouzhou with annoyance and said,

"Instructor Lin, I finally managed to catch a pomfret, you have to compensate me!"

Pomfret?
Lin Shouzhou was taken aback.

You didn't even catch any, yet you knew it was a pomfret?

Chen Shunan noticed that Lin Shouzhou's breathing was uneven, his blood was surging like a tide, and he was emitting a strong smell of blood. He frowned and said...

"injured?"

"Just a little bit."

"Who did it?"

“Kyuchan Wisdom”.

Lin Shouzhou walked over to Chen Shunan and saw that his fish basket was empty, with more water than fish. He nodded in satisfaction and then said...

"I went to fight him, I lost, but at least I got my revenge!"

Chen Shunan then realized what was going on.

It seems that Lin Shouzhou heard the news when he returned to Sancha River after completing his mission, especially about Shui San'er, one of Guo Guanfu's subordinates, causing all sorts of trouble for Sun Xiao and the others, which is why he went to settle scores.

Lin Shouzhuo said, "That old bald monk Jiu Chanhui has profound skill and powerful palm strikes. He is one of the strongest among those who have killed two thieves, and he is even close to killing three thieves! I fought him for five rounds and was unfortunately defeated."

A regrettable defeat?

Chen Shunan glanced at Lin Shouzhou indifferently.

Why do you seem a bit smug and proud?
Chen Shunan shook his head and said,
"There's a saying: 'If you're not bald, you're not poisonous; if you're not poisonous, you're not bald; if you become bald, you become poisonous; if you become poisonous, you become bald.' These lamas and monks are all rotten to the core and not to be trifled with. If it's not necessary, just ignore them."

What Chen Shunan didn't say was that the Holy Dynasty had Tantric Shamanism as its state religion, and the backgrounds of these lamas were probably even more mysterious than he had imagined.

Lin Shouzhou listened, somewhat anxiously, and said,
"Still ignoring it? Old Chen, we've been attacked and humiliated. Have you heard what happened up there? Guo Guanfu snatched the position of the next head of the windlass! Our lives are not going to be easy from now on."

anxious?
Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan looked at the surging undercurrents and rolling white waves on the river surface.

The fishing line is sometimes taut and sometimes slack, and you never know what kind of fish will bite next.

Chen Shunan said quietly,

"There's no rush. Just trust your employer."

If Zhao Guangxi couldn't even handle this little problem, he would have been buried long ago.

Zhao Guangxi is still holding on!

……

The news of Guo Guanfu's death was unexpected and did not immediately spread to Wuqing County.

Logically speaking, the sudden death of such a person should be enough to cause a great uproar throughout the city.

However, Bao Wenbin, Zhuang Jun, and Kong Ling worked together to suppress the matter, and even used the emperor to command the princes, immediately persuading Madam Guo and her children.

Then he ordered all the maids and servants in the mansion to guard the premises and not to divulge the secret.

Anyone who disobeys the order will be beheaded!
The other merchants and leaders who attended the banquet, wanting to avoid trouble, left in a hurry and chose to remain silent.

Guo Guanfu is dead, yet it seems he is not.

Bao Wenbin said, "Thanks to Master Guo's years of guidance, I wish to stay and help the eldest young master take over the Inoue business and try to stabilize the situation."

Zhuang Jun had already packed his travel expenses, prepared a carriage, and brought his family.

Zhuang Jun said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, I am preparing to head south to seek another way out."

Kong Ling paused for a moment, then said, "I intend to travel to Dingfu Village to seek refuge with Lord Ding. Please forgive me, but if Lord Ding asks, I will have no choice but to tell him the truth."

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; everyone goes their separate ways.

As for that Lama Khuchan Hui...

This scoundrel was rather arrogant and had a strained relationship with the three of them, who tacitly joined forces to keep him in the dark.

Several days passed.

Under the well shed, the shadows block out the sun, and only the clear sound of dripping water can be heard.

Zhao Guangxi held a black chess piece in his hand, and there was a blue stone chessboard in front of him.

Opposite him sat an elderly man whose face was almost entirely devoid of flesh, with his skull nearly visible.

This man had lived for who knows how many years; he was gloomy and lifeless, his face covered with brown spots, his lips dark purple, devoid of any vitality. If it weren't for his eyes still being open and his chest occasionally rising and falling, one would truly think he had already kicked the bucket.

"Elder Feng, if there is no other choice, we can only ask you to take action."

Zhao Guangxi pointed out that the black piece had been placed in the upper right star position, speaking respectfully.

“Young master, I have served the Zhao family for nearly a hundred years, and if my disabled body can still be of use, it will be to repay the kindness of my old master.”

Feng Lao's face was calm, and his eyes revealed a detached indifference to the world, as if all joys and sorrows had left him far behind.

Indifferent to everything.

Feng Lao placed a white stone and made a small knight's move to the corner, intending to divide and conquer the game.

Zhao Guangxi used the 20,000 taels of old debt to get Hong Wuye and Bai Manlou to help him kill Guo Guanfu.

He has never been one to bet on one person.

If it were Guolu, the project would fail.

That would only mean 'an aging master who slew five thieves, carrying the Immortal Destiny Banner of the Fierce Altar, ascending to immortality through burning blood'...

Although the rules of Shuiwozi strictly prohibit internal strife and forbid fighting among family members.

But rules are meant to be broken.

Rules are created and maintained by those who least follow them.

Zhao Guangxi only needed to keep his hands clean and promptly use benefits to silence those in power.

The two played chess silently, each vying for control of the board and building their own formations.

Gradually, Zhao Guangxi proved to be the better player, and the black pieces gained the upper hand, completely surrounding the white pieces.

With almost only one piece left, the black piece can transform into a ferocious dragon, strangling and devouring all of the white's large dragons and isolated pieces!
However, Old Feng simply stared at the chessboard indifferently, his murky eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.

Where is Zhao Guangxi?

Suddenly, a sharp voice broke the silence.

Lan Ting Wei Qinglin, still wearing that black battle robe, swooped down from the heights like a falcon and landed silently in front of the Crouching Tiger Well.

Zhao Guangxi paused for a moment, then immediately reacted, rising to his feet and quickly stepping out of the well shed, saying with a hint of reverence,
"So it's Brother Qing who has come here. May I ask what brings you here?"

Qinglin's gaze was sharp as lightning, as if he could see right through Zhao Guangxi, and he said coldly,
"Guo Guanfu is dead. Was he killed by you?"

"What?! Brother Guo is dead?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guangxi's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and the color drained from his face instantly, leaving him filled with shock and disbelief.

His legs went weak, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He steadied himself by leaning against the wall, filled with remorse.
"Some thieves must have gotten wind of this, which is why they killed me... Brother Guo, you died for me!!"

Zhao Guangxi suddenly looked up again, as if eager to explain, and said incoherently,

"Brother Qing, how could I have killed him? I'm innocent! I have no old grudges or new hatred with Brother Guo. How could I be so heartless? Brother Qing, your Lanting Guard must investigate this thoroughly!"

Seeing Zhao Guangxi's appearance, Qinglin's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.

It really wasn't him?

"Cough cough cough..."

Just then, a very weak cough came from under the shadow of the well shed.

Qinglin then noticed the frail, elderly figure under the well shed.

With just one glance, Qinglin's expression changed slightly.

From the other person's lifeless body, he sensed a chilling, unfathomable aura, like a sleeping ferocious beast.

That was an aura that few could rival even in Tongzhou City.

Slay the five thieves?
Does Zhao Guangxi have such a figure under his command?

A hint of apprehension flashed across Qinglin's eyes.

A deep sense of apprehension crossed his eyes. After a moment of silence, he cupped his hands and said, "...I was being presumptuous. I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, Qinglin drifted away.

He was preparing to find his next employer to continue his swindling and fraudulent schemes, while searching for evidence of someone hiring a hitman to commit murder.

Watching Qinglin's departing figure.

"The situation is already decided."

Zhao Guangxi felt as if he had swallowed a weight, and his heart immediately calmed down.

There is absolutely no evidence for this matter.

Since the new document was kept secret by Ding Zhang, Ding Fuzhuang's steward, after drinking, inadvertently revealed the matter.

Zhao Guangxi had never contacted the Guolu Association.

He simply went to Lingguan Temple, offered three sticks of incense, and complained to the shopkeepers and water carriers below.

The members of the Guolu Society were resourceful and aware of Zhao Guangxi's demands, so they took the initiative to repay the 'debt'.

What Guo Guanfu didn't know was that Consul Jiang Hui was a womanizer, and even more so, a man.

He uses his feminine charms, and Zhao Guangxi uses his handsome men...

Now, it's time for Cho Kwang-hee to take all the spoils.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guangxi seemed to remember something. His face still etched with grief, he turned to the manager of Wohujing beside him and said…

"With Master Guo's tragic accident and the group leaderless, this is a time of turmoil. We at the well must not cause any disturbance. Pass down the order to all the managers to guard the well strictly."

"Furthermore, Chen Shunan of Shajijing will take office immediately as the manager of Heishajing on Wusheng Street!"

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away!" The shopkeeper accepted the order and hurried off.

Those who make contributions will be rewarded.

Zhao Guangxi took advantage of this opportunity to finalize Old Chen's job.

(End of this chapter)