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

Chapter 165 With a 10% chance of success, go all out!

But in fact, Chen Shunan had already secretly switched it, pouring in the Ran Yi'an Divine Water that he had prepared in advance.

Feng Lao, sitting under the banyan tree, looked at Chen Shun'an with a sense of awe at his behavior.

These unscrupulous merchants are so despicable, it's simply appalling!

Chen Shunan's series of actions—creating a god-like image, creating artificial scarcity, and engaging in betting on Ganlin—would not be too outrageous if taken out of context.

There are still people in the Holy Dynasty who share this view.

But if combined with these ingredients, and given that Chen Shunan truly possesses the 'Five-Colored Sweet Rain,' which can soothe the mind, aid sleep, and regulate the soul chamber, then it would be a decisive blow!
Of course, in Feng Lao's eyes, Chen Shunan was only using chicken head sweet water as a substitute and was unaware of the existence of Ran Yi'an's divine water.

A moment later, Chen Shunan returned, carrying a small cup in his hand.

The old man respectfully took the small cup and quickly poured it into his son's mouth, who was lying on the door panel.

The chain smoker's eyes were unfocused, and he was making hoarse noises in his throat; he was clearly on his last legs.

Even so, he remained wide awake, his head throbbing, yet he felt no sleepiness whatsoever.

At this moment, as the five-colored nectar was fed into his mouth...
Within moments, the man began to cough violently, spitting out a large mouthful of thick, dark purple phlegm.

Then, in a daze, he seemed to want to say something, but a wave of sleepiness washed over him, and he immediately closed his eyes and began to snore.

A long-lost rosy hue appeared on his ashen face.

"She's asleep, really asleep!"

"What do you mean 'asleep'? This means there's hope!"

"Manager Chen is truly a divine man! The moment he took office, Crouching Tiger Well became a treasure well... Quickly, my nephew has also become a chain smoker by burning incense and miraculous heart-cleansing ointment, bring him here quickly too!"

The people present immediately swarmed over and raised the silver coins high.

The old man and his family were overjoyed and wept, and were about to carry the person away.

"Please wait, sir."

Suddenly, Chen Shunan called out to the old man.

The old man turned around and said with some awe, "Manager Chen, you are...?"

Chen Shunan placed the one or two taels of water money on the door panel, into the young opium addict's arms, and said,
"If you receive the five-colored sweet rain, you will not be charged a single penny. This is the rule."

Upon hearing this, the old man stared blankly at Chen Shunan.

A mixture of awe and gratitude in his eyes subtly formed a kind of pilgrimage-like devotion, a sense of finding spiritual solace.

He slowly bowed and said, "Thank you, Manager Chen, and thank you even more, Immortal Well."

Half an hour later.

The water quest is now complete.

Sun Xiao took out his waist knife, slammed it on the table with a dull thud, and then said loudly,

"Gentlemen, let's call it a day. We brothers from Inoue still have to push the water cart and deliver water. Let's get up early tomorrow!"

The crowd of people seeking water and the passersby who had come to watch the spectacle finally dispersed, still feeling unsatisfied.

Not far away, under a teahouse, several men with their hats askew and legs crossed sat staring gloomily in the direction of Wohujing.

"Damn it, he cured even the chain smoker, so who's going to buy our 'Fragrant and Wonderful Heart-Clearing Ointment'?"

"No, we need to go back and report this to Third Master Owl and the other chieftains!"

"go!"

The group of cooks pushed their stools aside and left without stopping.

After the group had walked away, the tea stall worker glanced at the tea and fruit that had been taken for free yet again, spat, and muttered curses.
"These scoundrels not only sell Qingxin Ointment themselves, but they also make things difficult for Master Chen. They've really gone too far—they've lost all their virtue! No, I have to inform Master Chen!"

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[Wish +127]

【Grass Scroll (73/100)】

[Wish: 48 → 175]

He glanced at the imperial edict in the corner of his eye.

Chen Shunan was in a great mood.

Today, although he only selected two "destined" families, he successfully obtained the five-colored rain.

But after all, it is Ran Yi An Shen Shui (a type of tranquilizing water), and even after being diluted dozens of times, it is still better than almost all tranquilizing drugs on the market, with remarkable effects.

It makes the drinker feel grateful, as if they have seen a deity.

The chain reaction triggered by these two households is extremely terrifying.

Not only did it inspire others to have even the slightest wish, but it also thoroughly established the reputation of Crouching Tiger Well.

In just one morning, seven or eight more shops and water companies came to visit, wanting to buy fresh water from Wohu Well.

Even some customers who used to rely solely on murky water made a tough decision to reserve fresh water for the next month in order to share in the good fortune of the colorful rain.

This not only made Chen Shunan a fortune.

Manager Li, following behind Chen Shunan, also benefited greatly.

If this trend continues, completing the tasks assigned by Zhao Guangxi will not be difficult.

only……

Water purchases have increased.

But the water drain couldn't keep up.

"Fei Laosan, hurry up! The water tank is almost empty. Are you still going to wring out the water?"

"Business is booming, why are you smoking? You're driving me crazy!"

Faced with the urging of several Shui San'er members, Fei Laosan looked helpless.

"Brother, it's not that we don't want to work, it's that we can't keep up!"

Fei Laosan was telling the truth.

He had been working hard to draw water. Normally, he would draw water from two or three vats at this time, but now he had drawn water from five vats.

They've already worked very hard.

Chen Shunan smiled as he saw the owners of the water shops off from Wohu Well. As he passed the water vat, he noticed something unusual, but his smile remained unchanged.

"Manager Chen, please go back now. Please take good care of me in the future."

"You're too kind, it's thanks to your hospitality."

Chen Shunan was quick to agree with others and exceptionally smooth-talking, and he had pleasant conversations with every business owner who came to discuss business.

Then Chen Shunan stood outside the street, seemingly waiting for something.

Before long, a black sedan chair arrived quickly and landed outside Wohu Well.

Wearing a kasaya, Jiu Chanhui's hands formed a mudra, resembling a flower-picking gesture, and he followed behind the sedan chair like a ghost.

In addition, there were more than ten people in a large entourage, who came as a guard.

"Benefactor Chen, we meet again."

Jiu Chanhui gave Chen Shunan a deep look.

“Master Chan Hui,” Chen Shunan returned the greeting.

"Old Chen!"

Then Zhao Guangxi, dressed in a dark blue robe, jumped down from the sedan chair, holding a pair of slightly chipped hollow iron balls from Baozhou, his face full of surprise and uncertainty.

Ignoring the crowd and the presence of onlookers, he immediately lowered his voice and asked,

"Was that five-colored rain real?"

Chen Shunan's expression instantly turned serious, and he nodded in a deep voice.
"Of course! How could I dare to hide it from my employer?"

Okay, it seems it's fake.

Seeing Chen Shunan's expression, Zhao Guangxi immediately understood.

"Huh, who are these two...?"

Zhao Guangxi noticed two people standing silently behind Chen Shunan, one on his left and one on his right. The one on the left was as tall and imposing as an iron tower and a coiled dragon, standing with his arms crossed; the one on the right was fair-skinned and slender, with his eyes lowered, and a dark, gleaming iron bow in his arms.

It was Niu Dabiao and Du Xiaohua.

Although Zhao Guangxi thought the two were weak, his insight was so keen that he clearly sensed that they had extraordinary potential and a temperament that was different from ordinary people.

After a few years of cultivation, it can be presented in a presentable manner!
The most important thing is...

The two of them, practically a perfect couple, stood behind Chen Shunan, looking incredibly impressive!
Then Zhao Guangxi turned around and looked at his entourage of guards, some of whom had curly hair and beards, and others had strange appearances.

There is also the lama Jiuchan Hui.

The substance is there, but in terms of appearance alone, it is indeed inferior to Chen Shunan.

"It has to be changed!" Zhao Guangxi silently made up his mind.

Chen Shunan gave Zhao Guangxi a brief introduction to the backgrounds of Niu Dabiao and Du Xiaohua.

Zhao Guangxi nodded in realization, but his expression remained unchanged, clearly indicating that he had known all along about Chen Shunan's donation to Rongyuan Orphanage.

The two walked into the Crouching Tiger Well, one after the other.

"Master Zhao."

"The boss is here!"

Upon seeing this, the other children bowed and paid their respects.

Upon seeing Zhao Guangxi, Fei Laosan immediately put down his winch and rushed over as if to greet a long-lost relative, saying repeatedly...

"My dear nephew, you've finally arrived! This work is unbearable! I've been working from dawn till dusk without a single break... Before, I only needed to scoop three to five vats of water a day, but today I've scooped five vats and still no end in sight..."

After pouring out his grievances, Fei Laosan's resentment, hatred, and frustration were like beans bursting out of his heart.

The implication was that Chen Shunan was a tyrannical and cruel ruler who gave his men no chance to breathe.

However, Fei Laosan failed to notice that the more he spoke, the colder and more stoic Zhao Guangxi's expression became, and the more icy his gaze grew.

At this moment, everyone present, except for Fei Laosan, had the same thought in their minds.

Fei Laosan is finished.

They must be expelled from the Wohujing team!

The older comrades can no longer keep up with the development of the new team. Their inconsistent work style must be eliminated!

Staying any longer will only hinder the development of Wohujing, the accounting of Manager Chen, and prevent Master Zhao from making money!
Zhao Dongjia is so poor he's gone mad. He looks at people with a greedy, greenish glint in his eyes, like a wild dog digging up human flesh in a graveyard.

Anyone who dares to delay the boss from making money, let alone a mere relative, even if they are the boss's own flesh and blood, will be hung up and severely beaten!
However, Fei Laosan was still clueless and didn't quite understand.

"Have you said enough?"

Zhao Guangxi remained expressionless.

"Huh?" Fei Laosan was taken aback.

"If you can't do it, then don't do it."

Zhao Guangxi slightly raised his arm, and two second-rate fighters walked over fiercely and immediately lifted Fei Laosan into the air.

“Nephew? I am your third uncle…”

Fei Laosan made a gurgling sound in his throat, his speech had been silenced by the acupoints.

Zhao Guangxi turned around with a flick of his sleeve and said, "Set off immediately and send his whole family back to their hometown to live out their remaining years in peace!"

"Yes, boss!"

The two guards nodded and immediately led Fei Laosan away.

Zhao Guangxi still had a look of disappointment on his face.

Fei Laosan's arrogance and seniority hindered his ability to make money, which was one of his problems.

Secondly,

Work should be referred to as a job title!
After a while.

Under the banyan tree, Zhao Guangxi listened to Chen Shunan's plan for the Dew of Merit and personally tested the effects of diluting Ran Yi'an's Divine Water, and his expression was excited.

Although this so-called five-colored rain had little effect on him, almost imperceptible, it was incredibly effective for second-rate and below martial artists.

Its effect on regulating the soul chamber is even better than that of the Five-Round Water, which would probably make even the largest pharmacies and powerful forces envious.

Moreover, given Old Chen's secretive nature, he definitely has something else up his sleeve!
"Old Chen, tell me the truth, did you make this five-colored nectar yourself, or did you get it from somewhere?"

Zhao Guangxi suddenly took a step closer, his gaze like a hook, fixed directly on Chen Shunan's face.

Chen Shunan hesitated for a moment before deciding to make an appropriate confrontation.

He said frankly, "The recipe I found in Wan Niang's family medical book, 'Study of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians,' is an ancient secret recipe with some chicken head nectar and other ingredients."

Chen Shunan did not lie.

That colorful nectar was indeed prepared in this way, with other things added as well.

But what really works is 'something else,' Ran Yi'an Divine Water.

"Could we expand the capacity?" Zhao Guangxi asked, his breathing slightly rapid.

Chen Shunan shook his head, looking troubled: "There are many constraints, it's not easy to do."

Ran Yi'an's divine water is still needed by Chen Shun'an himself, and he has to pluck scales every day. If there is no way to replenish it, it will be exhausted sooner or later.

Chen Shunan could only assess the trade-offs and maximize his own interests.

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashed across Zhao Guangxi's face, but he quickly relaxed.

If this five-colored nectar could be mass-produced, and with even stronger effects...

Isn't this almost like the legendary talismanic water?

Wait, a predestined connection...

Thinking of this, Zhao Guangxi's gaze inadvertently swept into the depths of the banyan tree's shadow.

Feng Lao sat still like a withered tree, calm and composed, and shook his head slightly.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangxi felt a little relieved.

With Elder Feng overseeing things and keeping an eye on things, he wasn't worried that Chen Shunan would go astray or resort to any evil methods.

As for the rest...

He didn't want to investigate further, nor did he have any intention of taking away the skill of making the five-colored nectar.

As long as Lao Chen is one of us, that's enough!

He does have that much tolerance.

"Well done! I made the right choice in you! Old Chen, I'll say it again: go for it! I can handle it!"

Zhao Guangxi smiled brightly, as if the poverty that had plagued him for months had been healed considerably.

"With the master's trust, Shun'an will certainly do his utmost." Chen Shun'an cupped his hands in greeting, then changed the subject, "But... has there been any movement from Zhao Guanghui recently?"

Zhao Guangxi's smile faded, and his expression turned solemn.

“Li Yaozu has disappeared, and his fate is unknown. I have sent someone to Wuguanying to inform Captain Liu of this matter.”

"We have laid a trap and cut off Zhao Guanghui's means of retrieving the corpse. We are just waiting for Lu Jing to return, and then we will join forces with the Wuqing Sticky Pole Office. About three days from now, I will host a banquet to welcome him to office, inviting many of Wuqing's gentry and wealthy people, and then launch an attack!"

"Is there any progress on the immortal destiny that Zhao Guanghui is in charge of? Is there any way to deal with it?"

"We haven't investigated the details, so we can only deal with things as they come."

There is a general consensus in the martial arts world.

Only a divine destiny can counteract a divine destiny.

Hong Wuye and Tianxuan Shenggu are typical examples.

With just a whisk, the Holy Maiden Tianxuan overwhelmed Master Hong Wu, leaving him unable to lift his head and only able to barely resist.

"Huh? Master, doesn't that mean you're not entirely confident?"

Zhao Guangxi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Old Chen, there's no such thing as absolute certainty in this world. If you're 50% or 60% sure, you're already considered to have victory in your grasp. Even if you're only 10% or 20% sure, some people would consider it enough to take a gamble!"

(End of this chapter)