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

Chapter 163 Like a hen incubating eggs, like a cat catching a mouse

Putting everything else aside, the sheer audacity of this extravagant spending alone has secretly alarmed many.

In this way, there are now more than fifty water-savvy people in Wohujing, and nearly half of them are second-rate experts!
How much revenue would it take each month to support such a large group of people?
Manager Chen, where are we going to find the money?
Manager Chen made such a big commotion on his first day in office.

Many people who initially harbored ulterior motives quietly abandoned those thoughts.

He is decisive, daring, and has a wide network of connections.

People like that are not to be trifled with.

Under the sunshade, the thunderous snoring gradually subsided.

Fei Laosan rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, wondering why Wohujing was so noisy at noon, making it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.

He glanced at the shadowy figures at the Crouching Tiger Well, looking somewhat bewildered.

But what kind of situation hasn't Fei Laosan seen?

Following his own pace, when he felt it was about time to go on duty, he slowly walked to the edge of the well and calmly began to draw water.

……

That evening, it should have been a welcome banquet.

The three men pooled their money to throw a welcome dinner for Chen Shunan.

Invite seven or eight courtesans who are good at singing and dancing, and then hire a few brothels for a banquet. This is a tradition of the Holy Dynasty for promotion and advancement.

However, Chen Shunan declined all of these invitations.

Even after Zhao Guangxi was promoted to head of the Lulu team, he didn't hold a welcome banquet in the dark. How could Chen Shunan be so clueless as to steal the limelight from his boss?

Of course, we won't be eating the welcome banquet.

However, according to the rules for taking office, which have been in place for thousands of years, those rules must be followed.

The inaugural ceremony was one of the fine traditions of the Holy Dynasty's officialdom, which stipulated that when a new official took office, his subordinates and local gentry had to contribute a sum of money as a "greeting gift" or "settling-in fee."

This is the rule for those who take office.

Therefore, various business communities, including Shuiwozi, have also leveraged its excellent traditions and taken its essence.

The amount of money that Shuiwozi received upon taking office depended on Shui San'er's annual income, which was about 10%.

It's a minimum of 10%, with no upper limit.

Don't underestimate the small amount of 10%, because it includes three festivals and two birthdays, as well as the Ice Offering and the Charcoal Offering.

One-tenth in the east, one-tenth in the west, how much grain do the Shui San'er people have left at the end of the year?

Isn't this forcing shady characters to resort to illegal means and turn bad?
Chen Shunan was also a victim before.

After a year of living in Beijing, I've earned what I needed to earn and spent what I needed to spend, but I'm left with nothing!
Now, Chen Shunan has transformed into what he once 'hated' the most.

She is also his favorite person right now.

Hold on tight, you little bottom.

"Brother Fei, you've worked hard today. We'll have to rely on you a lot in the future when we need to pump water from the well."

After finishing his shift, he called a carriage to load up Ren Gui. Chen Shunan, with a calm tone and a smile on his face, bowed to Fei Laosan.

Seeing Chen Shunan's actions today, Fei Laosan was somewhat suspicious and worried that Chen Shunan had taken away his cushy job of wringing water.

Seeing Chen Shunan's expression, he felt a surge of satisfaction and said with a smug look on his face.
"Shopkeeper Chen, you're too kind. It's no trouble at all."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Shunan strode away and got into the carriage.

Under the banyan tree.

Old Feng opened and closed his eyes, glancing indifferently at Chen Shun'an, then giving Fei Laosan, who was still excited, a strange look in his eyes. He couldn't help but think to himself,
"There really are such fools in the world... But this Chen Shunan is quite a remarkable person; no wonder Xiao Zhao values ​​him so highly. It's just a pity that his strength is too weak; he can only be a capable person, not a great general, and it will be difficult for him to transform his potential into a higher realm in the short term..."

After slaying the five thieves, Feng Lao concealed his inner energy, remaining as still as a Zen master, reaching an unimaginable level of martial arts prowess.

They had even long ago, like Chen Shunan, sought to become martial arts gods.

Reverse black hair, remove old teeth, peel away wounds, and stay away from illness and pain.

He is only one step away from achieving the Six Thieves' Perfection and becoming a potential Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Therefore, in his view, even if Chen Shunan possesses the Three Refinements Martial Body, it can only be said that one day Chen Shunan will have a chance to catch up with him.

Now, Wuqing is in turmoil, beset by external evils and internal human disasters, and the year-end is fast approaching.

Chen Shunan is already too late.

And this is also a matter of chance and fate.

Time waits for no one.

"pity."

Feng Lao sighed softly and then fell into a deep meditative state.

The old banyan tree has branches that stretch out like a dragon, and its aerial roots, as thick as beams and pillars, are deeply embedded in the soil.

Along with it, it seems that Old Feng's legs were also gone.

Starting from the hem of the robe, the skin gradually turns dark brown, extending outwards like living roots.

It seamlessly connects and merges with the buttress roots of the banyan tree behind it, which are exposed on the ground like giant pythons.

The night was cool and still, with a clear, cold autumn moon hanging high in the sky.

The banyan tree remains still, unmoved even by the passing wind.

In a daze, one can't tell who is the banyan tree and who is the old wind.

Or perhaps, the two are already one.

……

One late night.

The lights on Nanguan Street were dim, and the sounds of the night watchman's gong and the banging of a wooden stick grew louder as they approached.

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the candle..."

Old watchman Fang Tuozi carried a dim lantern, casting a long shadow, as he walked along the empty bluestone street.

We arrived at Wohu Well.

A cold wind suddenly crept into my neck.

Fang Tuozi couldn't help but shiver.
He instinctively tried to avoid the perennial dampness, but the moment he looked up, he froze.

A beam of light, warm and lustrous yet dazzlingly bright, shot into the sky from the bottomless Crouching Tiger Well! Like solidified moonlight, it had countless tiny points of light flowing around it.

Wisps of auspicious clouds rose without wind, billowing and swirling, displaying a myriad of colors.

In an instant, the shadows of immortals rode cranes and circled, then, along with the moonlight, they all plunged into the Crouching Tiger Well.

Upon seeing this, Fang Tuozi instinctively held his breath and stared intently.

Sun Xiao, who was on night watch, seemed to have seen this scene as well, and was speechless with astonishment.

Niu Dabiao was stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding.

Sun Xiao flicked out a burst of hidden force, which struck his head with just the right amount of force.

Niu Dabiao then realized what was happening, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

Then, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, the three of them said almost in unison,
"Immortals lined up like hemp, auspicious clouds came to offer congratulations; could this well be sentient?"

Feng Lao, who was meditating by the banyan tree, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wohu Well with some curiosity.

There's nothing unusual.

The wind was calm, the waves were still, and the moon and stars were few.

What colorful auspicious clouds, what immortals lined up like hemp, why can't I see them?
I've been guarding this Crouching Tiger Well for decades. Do you think I don't know if it's a treasure well or not?!

Even with Feng Lao's extensive experience in the martial arts world, he was completely taken aback by Fang Tuozi and Sun Xiao's superb acting skills.

Then, he suddenly realized something and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"Playing tricks and engaging in unscrupulous business practices... No wonder Xiao Zhao values ​​him so much. I hope he doesn't lead Xiao Zhao astray!"

Thus, from this night onward, the Crouching Tiger Well has become imbued with spirituality. Rumors have spread that on every full moon night, there may be phantom images of immortals emitting precious light.

Initially, only Sun Xiao, Fang Tuozi, and Niu Dabiao said this.

But as time went on, the number of 'witnesses' increased.

Three men can make a tiger; many voices can melt metal.

As more and more people talk about it, more and more people believe it.

This attracted many martial arts figures to take the risk of exploring Crouching Tiger Well at night.

But they all failed miserably, their legs broken by a mysterious force.

With a blink of an eye, he was sent flying dozens of feet away.

We didn't even see a trace of Wohujing.

Especially when a bandit leader who roamed Wuqing County, capable of killing two thieves, also fell into a trap and tried to sneak into Wohu Well to see what kind of treasure it was, and whether it was really so miraculous.

As a result, he didn't even see who made the move, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Heavenly Prison.

Immediately, rumors spread throughout Wuqing County that the Crouching Tiger Well possessed a spirit and that a fairy had appeared in the well.

Many ignorant people and women, who have clearly never been to Nanguan Street in their entire lives, claim with certainty that they dreamt of the Wohu Well appearing in their dreams at night!
In no time, people flocked to the area seeking water.

……

The stars gradually faded, and dawn broke in the east.

In an abandoned rice warehouse.

Chen Shunan clenched his teeth three times, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and slowly let his saliva flow down, circulating silently with his breathing.

When you inhale, your internal energy flows like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, sinking deep into your dantian and disappearing without a trace, leaving a mouthful of saliva.
When exhaling, the blood and qi surge upwards, sweeping up body fluids, as if trying to break through the crown of the head and penetrate deep into the dantian.

If a wise person were present, they would be able to sense a faint radiance flowing between Chen Shun'an's eyebrows, like the first rays of dawn, ready to unleash its power.

As the light shifted, Chen Shunan seemed to hear a shrill scream, which then abruptly stopped and dissipated with the wind.

Finally, the beam of light, along with his long, drawn-out breaths, slowly returned to his body, transforming into a sweet spring that nourished his meridians.

Instantly, his aura intensified several times over.

He opened his mouth, and all his teeth fell out with a clatter, revealing his bare gums.

His lips had sunken into his mouth.

But the next moment, my gums tingled, and one by one, white new teeth sprouted from my gums like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Compared to usual, they are more regular and harder, and there is absolutely no problem with cavities or wisdom teeth.

Even if it were a refined iron demon bone, Chen Shunan had no doubt that he could bite it in half with one bite!
Chen Shunan continued to move the Qi and blood.

After repeating this cycle several times, one finally gathers their breath and concludes the practice.

A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes when he opened them.

"So that's it? Five traitors have been slain? The 'tongue thief' is gone just like that?"

The shrill screams I just heard were naturally the Tongue Thief's last struggle before his death.

After returning to Wuqing County, Chen Shunan took some time to visit the Liangjiang Military Academy to exchange for the second batch of Azure Dragon Gallbladders.

He still lacked the remaining merit points to redeem the third batch of Azure Dragon Gallbladders.

He had thought it would take some more time before he could successfully eliminate the Tongue Thief.

Unexpectedly, after consuming only the second string of Azure Dragon Gallbladder, his saliva transformed into a mysterious light, rushing into his Niwan Palace and helping him break through to the next realm.

"The benefits of opening the Niwan acupoint are so significant? Or rather, the True Meaning Realm is inherently a tempering of divine essence. My opening of the Niwan acupoint and the mixing of a hundred spirits was a lucky accident."

"And this is only the effect of the two-legged fish. If the Divine Appearance is upgraded and the Golden Lotus is planted in the Niwan point, what a magnificent sight that would be! I imagine that even the threshold of the Martial Arts Grandmaster would be nothing to me, right?"

Chen Shunan's mind began to wander.

The first snow of early winter has fallen outside.

The snowflakes were extremely light, brushing past the withered branches and leaves, leaving only a thin layer on the ground.

at this time,

Chen Shunan pushed open the door and stepped out, wearing only a thin inner lining, yet he felt no cold at all.

He was like a hen brooding over eggs, like a cat hunting a mouse, squatting there in a daze, neither eating nor drinking day and night, yet his body was burning hot.

Neither cold air, nor evil fire or wind, nor even the poison of grains could harm Chen Shunan's body.

Having honed his martial arts three times, he has already slain five thieves, leaving only the thief of intent.

First, slay the six invisible thieves, then slay your own tangible self.

He slashed out a perfectly round body, with all the acupoints open, a martial saint's body formed by the three refinements of strength, jade tree, and true intent!
A moment later, Chen Shunan seemed to wake from a dream, shook off the grains of snow and salt from his body, grabbed his clothes, and disappeared.

Chen Shunan was somewhat curious: how many moves could Tianxuan Saintess possibly withstand from him now?
He's now able to launch a counterattack across borders again.

(End of this chapter)