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

Chapter 174 Completely Prepared
Chen Shunan first stopped in front of a stall that smelled of medicine.

The stall owner was an old man with droopy eyelids, who was pounding cinnabar with a jade pestle.

Upon seeing the familiar mask on Chen Shunan's face, the old man's face immediately lit up with a smile. He then carefully took out three small earthenware jars from the leather trunk under his bottom.

"Sir, here are the goods you requested. 'Pearl-Holding Miasma-Avoiding Pill,' which does not need to be taken, but worn on the body, can ward off the invasion of yin energy, corpse poison, miasma, and other foul air; 'Five-Stone Emptying Pill,' which will leave your head empty for thirty breaths, like a blank sheet of paper, without any reaction, but you must pay attention to the dosage, otherwise you will really become an idiot."

"The 'Spiritual Acupuncture and Marrow-Treating Powder' will, after being ingested, make a martial artist's five senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch—extremely acute. Similarly, the perception of pain will be amplified simultaneously; the pain of an ordinary punch will feel like a broken bone piercing the heart..."

Chen Shunan took the pottery jar, inspected it briefly, and promptly paid.

The Pearl-Holding Miasma-Avoiding Pill resembles a sachet; with a slight twitch of the nostrils, the fresh scent of herbs and trees permeates the lungs.

Chen Shunan hung it on his waist.

After all, Zhao Guanghui refined corpses into spirits, so the area beneath the mortuary, his residence, and that unknown immortal destiny might be shrouded in yin energy and filled with various poisonous miasmas.

Chen Shunan naturally needed to plan ahead.

As for the other two pills, they were naturally not bought by Chen Shunan for himself, but rather for others.

There was no other way; the pills and equipment Chen Shunan was buying were all rather obscure. The pharmacies and private pharmacies in the county might have them, but in terms of quality, they were really not as good as those on the black market.

After all, there are many hidden masters among ordinary people.

The moral standards of these vendors on the black market can be underestimated.

But their craftsmanship should not be underestimated.

Especially when it comes to scamming people.

As for the elixir that Chen Shunan himself took, it was used to nourish his essence and blood, refine his physical body, and maintain his qi and blood.

He still habitually buys from the time-honored pharmacies in the county, or from private pharmacies backed by powerful figures.

Although I lose some money, I feel at ease using it.

After all, Chen Shunan has plenty of money now!
"Sir, you've finally arrived!"

After turning two corners, a cold wind swept the paper money past the desolate graves.

An old woman with bound feet, who had dug up someone's ancestral grave and used it as a stall, greeted Chen Shunan as if he were a god of wealth.

The old woman had fox-like eyes and sat cross-legged on the coffin lid. She wore black trousers and a black jacket, with a black headscarf wrapped around her head. Her two tiny feet were clad in black cloth shoes. Her entire body, from head to toe, even her teeth, was black.

With a pipe dangling from his mouth, he didn't forget to puff away even while talking to Chen Shunan.

Beside her was a three-legged iron cauldron left by the tomb owner. It was like a big pot, and inside sat a big, fat boy who looked like a lucky doll, with a face as plump as a freshly steamed white peach.

His bare bottom was bound tightly with red rope, which was squeezed into his flesh, and he was moaning with tears streaming down his face.

Upon seeing Chen Shunan, the chubby boy stared at him expectantly, as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

Tears streamed down her face as if they were free.

"Sir, I have found what you are looking for. This item is called 'Hidden and Bright Sand,' a treasure left behind by my great-grandfather's generation when they were moving mountains and unloading tombs..."

Listening to the old lady's words, Chen Shunan's gaze swept over the old woman and the young man with a deep look.

Of all the people in the black market, dozens or even hundreds, the one Chen Shunan couldn't see through the most was this old woman in front of him...

And that big, fat boy.

The former had an obscure aura, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion. If Chen Shunan closed his eyes, he would find that there was nothing in front of him.

Even with his current five senses, he couldn't detect that there was an old lady standing in front of him.

Even the old man Feng had never given Chen Shunan such a feeling.

The chubby boy, on the surface, seemed perfectly normal.

His breathing, blood circulation, and heartbeat are all similar to those of children of the same age.

But that's the part that's most wrong.

Since Chen Shunan last came, this chubby boy had been tied up and put in an iron cauldron, crying incessantly.

There was no sign of the red rope being loosened. With the strength of the red rope binding, an ordinary toddler would have died long ago due to lack of blood circulation.

This chubby boy is quite something; his face is rosy, and his eyes are like mercury, yet he still manages to evoke such pity.

and……

Chen Shunan instinctively felt a strange sense of closeness, even a desire to be intimate, towards this chubby boy.

It was as if this kid was his own grandson, a long-lost bloodline descendant.

So, no matter how you look at it, this old man and this young man are just not right!
If not forced to, the only treasure that could satisfy Chen Shunan's demands, after searching the entire black market, is that the old lady in front of him.

Chen Shunan had absolutely no desire to have anything to do with this old man and young man.

"When you need to use it, simply shatter this skin with force, and the obscure sand within will instantly transform into a sand mist that not only obscures vision and interferes with perception, but the sand mist also has the effect of dissipating qi and blood energy..."

The old lady shone a light on her face, her eyes darting over Chen Shunan's face before handing him a leather bag.

After settling in his hands, Chen Shunan slightly untied the leather bag and saw that it was filled with a lot of dark and unclear sand.

It looks similar to ordinary river sand, but it is lightweight. If you shake the bag slightly, the dark and light sand inside seems to float out.

The small, zombie-like spirit that Zhao Guanghui had consecrated could come and go without a trace, appearing like a ghost, and even had the ability to ignore ordinary walls and other terrain features.

Although for Chen Shunan now, a few of them are naturally easy to wipe out with a snap of his fingers and not worth mentioning.

But what if there are many spirits, tens of thousands?
What if there are even more powerful ones, or even those with other abilities?

Even a large number of ants can kill an elephant.

Chen Shunan always maintains the highest level of vigilance when faced with unknown dangers and makes all the necessary preparations.

If it's beyond my capabilities...

If you can avoid it, then avoid it and let others block your way. If that's not possible, then you'll have to use your superhuman speed to run away.

Therefore, this dark and light sand can be put to great use.

If there really is a massive number of spirits silently approaching Chen Shun'an.

At that time, he will shatter the leather bag and sprinkle the obscure sand. Not only will the nearby spirits appear, but they will also be blocked by the obscure sand and no longer be ghostly.

It can be used for both offense and defense, and can even be used as a smokescreen to escape.

Simply perfect.

This obscure sand is also considered a rare and unusual item in the martial arts world.

It's just more niche.

"Here, two thousand taels of silver notes plus this Wujin Mountain Treasure Lamp..."

Chen Shunan accepted the obscure sand with satisfaction.

Leaving aside the silver notes, the Wujin Mountain Treasure Lamp was something the old lady specifically requested, a barter exchange.

It is an antique lamp that is being sold in the county's private bureau. It is several hundred years old and is said to be the oil lamp used by a teacher in a private school to light his way when he read books by candlelight, such as the Spring and Autumn Annals.

It has been intact for hundreds of years and has a strong ancient charm.

Over the years, this lamp has passed through countless hands, and it has been found that it is at most an antique, with no other mysteries.

So it just sat in the dust and was only worth a few dozen taels of silver.

Chen Shunan was also unclear why the old lady specifically requested to exchange the Wujin Mountain Treasure Lamp for it.

"Thank you, sir. If you need anything else in the future, whether it's food, drink, entertainment, or unusual skills, I'll find a way to get it for you."

The old lady was overjoyed when she received the Wujin Mountain Treasure Lamp, like a fox that had tasted blood.

The chubby boy looked at Chen Shunan with an increasingly aggrieved expression, scurrying around in the pot.

However, Chen Shunan did not want to investigate further and left decisively.

Afterwards, he had his python-tooth shoes repaired by a blacksmith on the black market, and casually purchased a batch of flying locust stones and a top-quality sword.

After hesitating for a moment, he resisted the urge to show the blacksmith how to repair or perfect the pierced nail.

After all, the body of that Third Master Owl is still warm, and there is still some unease about the situation.

There was still some risk in Chen Shunan taking out the Heart-Piercing Nail so quickly.

Let's wait until things calm down before making any decisions.

In addition, after leaving the black market, Chen Shunan removed his mask, changed his clothes, adjusted his facial features, and then went to Banno Tsuto.

He bought five mid-level martial arts manuals, including "Breaking Acupoints Finger" and "Chaotic Cloak Blade Technique," as well as two high-level martial arts manuals.

The orphans in the orphanage have different constitutions and personalities, so the martial arts styles that suit them are naturally different as well.

People choose martial arts skills, and martial arts skills also choose people.

The shopping spree cost money like water.

I've spent almost all the money I borrowed from those two loans.

However, Chen Shunan felt little pity.

Since it's not my own money, I don't feel the hardship of making money at all!

As midnight approached, Chen Shunan headed towards Wuqing County.

The moonlight shone on him, revealing the large and small bags in his arms, and the slightly cool porcelain bottles of medicine.

"The defensive equipment includes a soft purple silk robe, python-tooth shoes, various elixirs and poisons, as well as the Obscure Sand, Heart-Piercing Nails, and Qi-Eating Worms as trump cards, making it both offensive and defensive. Oh, and there's also this superior treasure, the Bone-Loosening Sword, used to confuse the enemy..."

Having reached the level of "Slaying Five Thieves," Chen Shun'an finally felt a sense of security.

These are things you might never need in your entire life.

But we can't do without it.

……

The night was as dark as ink, but undercurrents were swirling within Zhao Guanghui's residence.

Zhao Guanghui threw the last box of gold and silver treasures into the garden tunnel.

Two strongmen, one carrying a stringed instrument and the other with a jade thumb ring on his head, placed it onto the cart in the tunnel and then carried the treasure back and forth.

The two strongmen were clearly only an inch or two in size, yet they moved their legs like the wind, just like the legendary Five Ghosts Moving Things.

Unfortunately, it seems to lack strength and is unable to move mountains or carry heavy items.

Turning back, Zhao Guanghui glanced coldly at the flickering lights of the mansion.

His wife and children were fast asleep, and the patrolling guards, as usual, dared not approach the garden.

Zhao Guanghui has already received word that his dear younger brother seems to have discovered his practice of turning corpses into spirits and is preparing to make trouble at tomorrow's inauguration banquet.

To seize the moral high ground, they joined forces with various powerful factions in Wuqing County to launch a thunderous attack and completely annex them!

"Who on earth leaked my secret?!"

Zhao Guanghui's face turned ashen.

Zhao Guanghui believed he had done a flawless job, and he secretly dispatched strongmen to monitor every person who knew the truth.

You should know that he had secretly developed for many years and spent a huge amount of resources, but he had only managed to refine a little over twenty warriors.

(End of this chapter)