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

Chapter 67 Gathering of Heroes (Please continue reading)

A gust of wind swept from behind.

The tall, thin man swung his knife and slashed.

Chen Shunan remained motionless, but the instinct of his blood and qi seeds was awakened, trailing a fiery tail, forming a bright and shining jade robe around his body.

when~
Sparks flew, and metal fragments bounced off.

The tall, thin man with early-stage second-rate cultivation stared blankly at the broadsword with a nick in it, his eyes filled with terror.

"Jade-clad robes, second-rate perfection, this kind of lightness skill... are you that person from the black market?!"

The tall, thin man also recognized Chen Shunan.

"I'll fight you!!"

He never expected Chen Shunan to be so petty, going to such lengths to come here specifically for revenge.

The tall, thin man roared, his eyes turning crimson, and his muscles and bones seemed to swell several sizes as if being torn apart, emanating a strong smell of blood.

He abandoned his knife, crossed his arms, and charged towards Chen Shunan with a murderous intent that threatened to take them both down with him!
However, he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, saw a fleeting afterimage, and then his vision cleared, and Chen Shunan's figure disappeared without a trace.

‘Whoosh whoosh…’

A whirring sound, like a blade spinning rapidly, reached my ears, as if a python were flicking its tongue.

The next moment, a strange feeling of weightlessness came over me.

His vision spun rapidly, the world turning upside down.

Blood gushed into the sky, severed heads flew everywhere, and a somewhat familiar corpse lay on the ground.

"So this is what it feels like to be killed."

A sudden realization dawned on the tall, thin man. After rolling twice on the ground, his consciousness fell into eternal stillness.

[Wish +5]

"Hoo... Close combat is indeed dangerous."

Four smooth, unblemished, thin blades protruded from the edges of the python-tooth shoes.

Chen Shunan stepped on the ground with his toes, and the thin blades retracted.

These python-tooth shoes were transformed back into a pair of ordinary cloth shoes with layered soles.

See here,

Chen Shunan exhaled a long breath, dissipating his strength. The sharpness in his eyes was obscured by the turbidity, and he slightly hunched his shoulders.

This fight marked Chen Shunan's first serious confrontation with the brutal realities of the martial world since his fall into the well.

Black market thieves who kill and rob, fake heroes from the Guolu Society...

It can only be said that those who kill will be killed in return.

Chen Shunan naturally showed no mercy.

If Chen Shunan discovers that these three tall, thin men are engaging in a battle of wits from afar, then they have entered a state of combat.

Chen Shunan fought against four opponents single-handedly, crossing borders to launch a counterattack, and finally won a narrow victory after exhausting all his strength.

Chen Shunan really enjoyed this kind of 'thrilling' combat.

……

They finished off the four corpses one by one.

To avoid situations where the heart is located on the right side, or even where practicing unorthodox methods can lead to immortality.

Chen Shunan then meticulously and considerately severed the heads of the other three people.

Then clean up the scene and erase all traces of yourself.

Looking at the several corpses with animal-patterned clothing around their waists and dark complexions, Chen Shunan shook his head.

Judging from their attire, they should be mountain dwellers from the Xishan area, who make a living by collecting herbs and picking tea. Occasionally, when nobles from the city want to go hunting in Xishan, they will hire them as guides.

Their mountain produce consisted of only a batch of mountain tea of ​​decent quality.

It's not tea leaves, but dried Bauhinia. Refined tea shops wouldn't bother buying this tea; it's generally used by laborers to relieve fatigue.

It's worth about twenty or thirty taels of silver in total.

But that was already their profit for nearly half a year.

Chen Shunan gathered the spilled mountain goods and camellias together.

They then stuffed the dozen or so taels of silver they had looted from the tall, thin man and the others into the pockets of the mountain people's corpses.

"Guolu sign?"

Chen Shunan looked curious and weighed the wooden wedge in his hand.

The wooden wedge's material was unknown; it resembled wood yet was also iron. Even with Chen Shun'an's finger strength, he could only leave shallow white marks with the slightest force. Someone had used extremely skillful force to carve characters into the wood, their strokes powerful and elegant, exuding a majestic and domineering aura.

"Our Guolu Society gathers heroes from all walks of life, recruits talented individuals, and intends to establish a branch in Wengshan, the capital."

"Anyone with ambition, regardless of background, who possesses a sincere heart and lofty aspirations, may come to this mountain, undergo our assessment, and join us in accomplishing great things!"

Good heavens, they've actually set up a branch all the way to the capital!
They're still recruiting!
Chen Shunan was secretly amazed by the audacity of the Guolu Society.

How dare they rebel right under the emperor's nose?!
Chen Shunan did not think that Guolu would do this.

but……

The Guolu Association has always been active in the south. Is its trip to the capital really just to recruit new members?

Or perhaps, they also came for the hibiscus oil?

Chen Shunan suddenly thought of something, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression flickered between light and dark.

He didn't linger there for long. After putting away the Guolu sign and seeing that there was nothing unusual about Ma Xiucai's side, he quickly headed towards Banno Tsutomu.

He spent half a string of cash to find a porter in the shantytown and asked him to go to the Western Hills to deliver the news of the violent deaths of those mountain people.

Let their family members come and collect the body.

It wasn't that Chen Shunan was blindly kind-hearted, but rather that he shared the same stance as the deceased's family.

This matter must not be reported to the authorities.

Sometimes, a corpse is more valuable than a living person.

In our great holy dynasty, in many places, litigators, thugs, and even local officials collude to draft lawsuits for such murder cases, extorting money from the victims, and even accusing passersby and merchants of failing to help those in distress.

Are you innocent?
How do you prove it? Get the money first.

Why did you report it to the authorities if you didn't kill him?!

Give me some more money.

Why did you stand by and watch someone die?!

Take more money!

Want to redeem the corpse?
Bring all the money!
……

Chen Shunan walked on the water, with red lotus and green lilies rushing past him.

As a shallow ripple spread, Chen Shunan landed silently on the sampan.

Chen Shunan glanced around and immediately sensed that there were no active spiritual entities within his range.

Not to mention the whereabouts of the golden-scaled catfish.

I, Chen, used Ma Xiucai's bait, but I returned empty-handed?
Chen Shunan felt a little regretful and handed over three potstickers wrapped in lotus leaves and a bowl of plum juice.

These were bought by Chen Shunan on the way, especially the potstickers. They were made with half lean and half fat pork, scallions, and filling. They were then slowly pan-fried in oil on both sides until they were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

It's not cheap, but for ordinary people, one is enough to satisfy their cravings and get a taste of oily food!
Since we've invited someone to help, we can't skimp on food for Scholar Ma.

Upon seeing Chen Shunan, Ma Xiucai put down his book, stretched lazily, and then leisurely scooped up some water to drink and wipe his hands and face.

After some preparation, with full respect for the food, Ma Xiucai slowly unfolded the lotus leaf.

"It smells so good... Brother Shun'an, you must be a connoisseur. You can even find such authentic potstickers and buns."

Scholar Ma took a deep breath, his mouth watering, and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Then he noticed the faint listlessness on Chen Shunan's face.

A sly glint flashed in Ma Xiucai's eyes as he slowly pointed to the bamboo fish traps outside the boat.

"There's a silly grass carp that, perhaps finding the water too hot, actually jumped into this fish trap by itself. Brother Shun'an, isn't that strange? In ancient times, there was the saying 'willing fish take the bait,' and now there's the saying 'willing fish enter the trap,' hahaha..."

Chen Shunan's eyes lit up, and he quickly lifted the fish trap. With a 'plop plop' sound of dripping water, a fat and large grass carp appeared before his eyes.

Chen Shunan recognized it at a glance; it was the grass carp that the golden-scaled catfish had transformed into.

This is because the grass carp also has delicate skin and white flesh, with a plump belly.

The occasional flicker of panic in his eyes could not escape Chen Shunan's discerning eyes!

"Little goldfish, I'm so sorry..."

Chen Shunan quickly tied the grass carp up, threaded one end of the fishing rope through its mouth and tied it into a knot, thus arching it up.

The grass carp was still pretending to be stupid, staring wide-eyed at its eerie, deathly white eyes, its mouth opening and closing intermittently.

Aba.

Abbaba...

(End of this chapter)