Chapter 1218: Thousand Strands of Long Qi, Favorability Complete

"Quick, quick, go to the mountain to see, the scenery on the mountain is spectacular."

"Don't go to the mountain, don't go to the mountain, there are too many people on the mountain, you can't stand at all, you'll squeeze out a sweat."

"Up smoke? How is this released?"

"Outside, ten thousand lights, fireworks are brilliant, and the players on both sides are also in full swing—"

The river breeze was vast, but the Jianghuai Great Marsh was calm, as flat as a silver mirror.

The lights on the ground were brilliant, dimming the stars. The circular cloth film on the Eternal Spring Building shone brightly, Xu Zishuai's commentary was passionate, fireworks like dahlias bloomed in the night sky, the sky and water were illuminated orange at the same time, and the burning sparks fell like flower stamens.

Thousands of lights shine on the lamp tree, and seven branches of flower flames bloom.

Leaning on the high building, looking at the fireworks, watching the mountains and seas, such a beautiful scene, Liang Qu held the booklet in his hand, occasionally dazed, clearly using one mind for two or even three things. Long Eying immediately guessed what was happening: "What? Going to see that little girl tonight?"

Liang Qu answered distractedly, reviewing official documents and allocating funds, raising his hand to stamp: "Thirty years old, how is she still a little—

Cough, cough, right, a little girl in the prime of life. She is already in the middle stage of Hunting Tiger, preparing to bury the second divine seed, which is quite critical. Soon it will be the Insect Valley Festival. If it is done well, it might be possible for A'Wei to be promoted to a second-level Great Demon."

Long Eying was surprised: "It's only been a few months, right? Already burying the second divine seed?"

Liang Qu nodded: "The Southern Frontier Gu insect path does have its uniqueness, otherwise it wouldn't be unique. But being able to be so fast is also a rare occurrence of heaven, earth, and people, difficult to replicate. Furthermore, I have been so busy in my fiefdom recently, and I haven't neglected that side, so it should be like this."

Once the River God Festival started, Liang Qu worked around the clock for twelve hours, almost completely giving up sleep and rest. During the day, he oversaw all projects in the fiefdom, grasping and handling all affairs, including theft, robbery, material transportation, and program management—even though the time sequence effect was opened to the fastest multiple, he still felt that time was not enough.

Many projects lacked manpower to manage, and the people around him were busy helping. Eying became a full-time secretary, Hedgehog became an accountant and project general manager, A'Fei couldn't move to plant trees and engage in greening, and A'Fei was busy with construction—

Even so busy, he didn't forget the Southern Frontier plan. At night, when it wasn't so busy, he would use one mind for two, 【Descending Spirit】 to the Southern Frontier, spending a few hours to increase the cultivation of the Saintess of the Green Pattern Valley, which was even considered a rare moment of relaxation.

"Well, you should go. The master accumulates learning, and should know what is lost day by day, so as to achieve virtue. If you return halfway, how is it different from breaking this fabric? Accompanying the Saintess to practice is for the great cause of the Southern Frontier. How can you abandon it because of a fireworks festival? My husband is always a person who does big things—" Long Eying looked up at the sky, her black hair flying, fireworks blooming in her pupils, shining brightly. "I'll be alone at home."

"What kind of talk is that! What kind of talk is that!" Liang Qu's eyebrows jumped, pulling back part of his mind, "A little girl, not as important as half a fingernail of my wife. What if I leave her alone for a while? Let's go, let's watch the fireworks, ignore her!"

"How can that be good? I am satisfied, really, don't delay the little girl's cultivation—"

"The wife is in charge of the middle, only the etiquette of wine, food, and clothing—"

"Wow hahaha, strength. Strength! Strength! The power is coming out! Huh? Why is it gone? Great King left? Really left? Don't, pi pi! Still there, Great King?"

"Hoo hoo hoo! Here again, here again! Hahaha, cool! About to be full, huh? King?"

"Woo, did you really come back? Come again, come again! I feel it coming, just a little bit! Come again!

Ah!!! Damn it, just a little bit, what's wrong today? If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. Why is it intermittent?"

Li Xianghan was going crazy in the room, her fists hitting the ground.

One moment, then another, was it intentional to tease her?

Li Yilin, who was concerned about the Saintess's cultivation and paying attention to the Qi machine, was also puzzled.

Why was the girl's cultivation intermittent today? Would she go into qi deviation?

Just worried.

Li Xianghan's momentum rose again in the room. This time it didn't fall halfway, but after reaching a certain peak.

"Boom!"

The surging air wave hit the doors and windows, the window paper bulged, the wooden window frames collided, and there was a burst of sound. The scorching hot blood made the room seem to have a huge furnace, and the temperature inside was more dry and hot than the midsummer outside.

"Hahaha, hahaha! Saintess, I succeeded! Saintess, I succeeded!"

The loud laughter echoed, startling the bats in the forest.

Blood moved, running for several weeks, and the warm baking feeling filled the whole body.

The second Canglong's eyes emitted faint red light, emitting infinite deterrence!

The mouse on the bookshelf wiped away sweat, breathed the fresh air outside the window, regrouped, swayed its hips and danced with cauliflower, kicked open the sugar jar, shared maltose, and celebrated the master's success in cultivation, going to a higher level.

Li Yilin breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room with peace of mind.

"Woo hoo, cool!"

Spreading out in a big character, Li Xianghan didn't care about sweating, lay down on the ground, and even her toes stretched out.

Although I don't know what happened today, the process was intermittent, but from the beginning to being terrified, to now being safe, I finally "lived up to expectations," and under the leadership of the Great Shun Prince of Huai, the six-realm demon dragon, my cultivation climbed like a cannonball.

There was no bottleneck at all!

Whoever thinks clearly first enjoys it first.

Let the flood behind, those who think clearly first enjoy it first.

So far, facing the Insect Valley Festival, rubbing hands, sharpening knives towards the Saintess!

There was no news that Yun Qianlan and Yu Aoshan had buried the third seed. Without accident, the three were currently at the same cultivation level, and their strength was infinitely close. However, she had the Heavenly Centipede, and the Heavenly Centipede had the Prince of Huai!

With this, face the Insect Valley Festival head-on, roll up your sleeves, and sharpen your blades for the Saintess!

This wealth that fell from the sky finally fell on Li Xianghan's head!

"Sometimes I envy you." The Heavenly Centipede carried its joints, looking at the starry sky, "Eat until full, sleep until full, practice after eating, carefree like a pig. If I could be like this, it would be fine. But every day when I open my eyes, it's the food and drink of millions of people, the pressure of a Wu Sheng."

Li Xianghan: "?"

Are you scolding people? Damn it, a 28-year-old Wu Sheng envying a 30-year-old Hunting Tiger middle stage?

I'm asking you if you are?

Li Xianghan gritted her teeth: "The Prince of Huai is busy with ten thousand tasks, working hard and busy for the people under his rule, naturally it is hard."

"Good to know." The Heavenly Centipede turned around, "I have been very busy these two days, no time to come over to help you practice. You should consolidate your realm seriously. Besides A'Wei, don't forget to cultivate other Gu insects. The Southern Frontier Gu insect path is strange, but it also has its strengths."

"All changed to water attribute for A'Wei to eat, but there must be resources to cultivate—" Li Xianghan muttered.

"Hmm?"

"Yes, yes, yes, definitely!"

"Humph! Not enough resources to cultivate water beasts, isn't it because you are not hard-working enough? If you go to the triangle area, kill Southern Frontier Gu masters every day and touch corpses, wouldn't there be resources?"

"You are of the same clan—" Li Xianghan shrank her neck.

"People like you, still care about this?"

"—"

Ah!!!

Li Xianghan hugged her head and rolled.

What kind of person am I! Why don't I care!

"People are dead, money is alive. If people don't die, how can money come? If you can't kill, you go to fight, bet on winning or losing with others. On weekdays, no one comes to provoke you? No one looks down on you? No one looks down on you? Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, slap them hard!"

Li Xianghan shrank her head: "There are basically none in the village. I am a Saintess after

What do you mean "what kind of person am I"! Why wouldn't I care?

"People are mortal, money is fluid. If people don't die, how does money come? If you can't rob them, go compete, bet on wins and losses with others. In your daily life, doesn't anyone come to provoke you? Doesn't anyone look down on you? Doesn't anyone have eyes that look down on people? The river flows east for thirty years, then west for thirty years—slap their faces hard in return!"

Li Xianghan shrank her head: "There's basically none of that in the village. I'm a Saintess, after all. There are provocations outside the village, but they're just subtle, snide remarks. The slow-witted ones don't even hear them, and even if they do, they can't act on them. I've never encountered anything blatant—"

The Heavenly Centipede rested its arthropod limbs on its chin: "Strange, is the script written like this? Is it a bit too 'brotherly and respectful'?"

Li Xianghan couldn't help but remind: "Great King, you should read fewer storybooks—"

"Hmm?" The limbs crossed, and the Heavenly Centipede raised its body.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Li Xianghan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. "If they don't come, I'll go myself!"

"A child worth teaching. I ask you, have there been any movements in the Nine Villages of the Southern Frontier recently?"

Li Xianghan's inner self struggled, her face twisting.

As expected.

An unavoidable link. Before, it was just about snatching resources; today, are we starting to become traitors to the Southern Frontier?

Her inner self tangled for a moment, just a moment.

Those who think it through first are the first to enjoy!

"I haven't heard of any big movements, but the villages to the north seem quite short on Long Qi. There are several direct-line geniuses who have finished the two steps of Hunting Tiger and are only missing the Qi consumption, but they've been stuck on Long Qi for several months. I've never heard of such a thing before; at most, one or two people were dissatisfied with their Long Qi, while the rest had it prepared a year or two in advance.

In the last half-year, many villages have been searching everywhere for experts to divine the Qi of heaven and earth, sending people to collect it, which has caused quite a few conflicts.

Oh, right, the Tusi knows that all the tribes are short on Long Qi and is also collecting it, preparing to take out ten wisps as rewards for this year's Insect Valley Festival, including high, middle, and low grades."

"Your Tusi is quite clever. If he doesn't take the opportunity to bring it out now, I'm afraid he won't be able to command respect."

"What?"

"Nothing, go play."

"Oh."

Without a doubt, the subsequent impact of the great battle between the Bai Yuan and the Flood Dragon had not yet dissipated.

Although the disappearance of Long Qi was ostensibly unrelated to the Southern Frontier Tusi, it happened to coincide with the Bai Yuan killing the Great Shaman of the Pan Cave. The sporadic losses before also occurred during the standoff in Lingnan. The major villages must have blamed this loss on the Tusi's strategic decision-making errors, and they were full of resentment. To appease the resentment of the villages, the Tusi had to pay out real gold and silver.

Liang Qu now had four wisps of Profound Yellow and one wisp of Red Qi, plus the ten wisps from the Insect Valley Festival, for a total of fifteen.

【Tripod Master: Liang Qu】

【Refined Ze Ling: Water Ape Great Sage (Deep Orange)】

【Ze Ling Favor: Martial Path Divine Connection Sixth Layer (River Lord Emperor); Ying Dragon Pattern: Six Layers; Tian Wu Yu Pattern: Two Layers】

Six plus seven equals thirteen consumed.

The River Lord can be promoted two levels in a row!

With the River Lord's improvement, the feedback speed of the Ze Ling will inevitably increase. The water level difference of the Perfected Ze Ding is at least four hundred to five hundred times the Root Sea. Now, with normal cultivation, it's one fold every three months, plus two folds of talent; perhaps it can reach the level of natural cultivation, three folds per month!

A thousand-fold Root Sea is just around the corner.

It could even exacerbate the conflicts between the Southern Frontier factions.

Ten wisps of Long Qi don't count for much, but if they disappear into thin air, the Tusi's appeasement plan will fail, and mutual trust will be lost again. The Nine Villages will suspect the Tusi of insincerity, and the Tusi will suspect the Nine Villages of secretly stealing the Long Qi. Establishing a show of force—just thinking about it is exciting.

The only problem.

"The Spirit Descent doesn't descend into the Ze Ding; I can't collect the Long Qi—"

Liang Qu was worried.

He is a "River Stone"; his true body cannot come to the Southern Frontier, and the 【Spirit Descent】 water beast cannot directly pick it up freely.

Take first place in a conventional way?

Or break the flow and cooperate with the old toad to find an opportunity to rob it directly?

When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight; when the car reaches the mountain, there will be a road. Liang Qu temporarily suppressed the problem and asked about another matter.

"Have you heard of Ganlu Long Qi?"

"Ganlu?" Li Xianghan pondered. The matter of leaking secrets was like having a stomachache and going to the latrine; after it emerged, what remained was a thoroughly refreshing, torrential release. "I seem to have heard my grandmother mention it once. She said the Tusi had issued an order to collect a certain kind of Long Qi. I don't remember the name, but I have the impression it's water-attributed, and the name sounds damp?"

"You don't remember?"

"It was a long time ago—"

"How long exactly?"

"More than ten years, right? I was only ten-something. It seems the Green Pattern Valley sent it every year. My grandmother escorted it once, and that was when she came back and told me."

More than ten years, and the Green Pattern Valley transported it every year?

If all the Nine Villages of the Southern Frontier were like this, wouldn't they have saved up hundreds of wisps in a year?

Liang Qu's heart jumped. He suddenly remembered the source of the thousand-fold Root Sea method: the Thousand-Wisp Long Qi Method!

Collecting a thousand wisps of the same kind of Long Qi has a probability of directly attracting scattered rules and completing the replenishment!

Previously, there were measures to blood-sacrifice the people of Great Shun, suspected of collecting Ganlu Long Qi—

"The Southern Frontier has always wanted to artificially create a pseudo-dragon. The plan's start is unknown, but it's at least ten years. Previously, the Pan Cave also deliberately created Ganlu Long Qi. Is it trying to rely on water-grinding effort to collect a thousand wisps of the same kind of Long Qi, aggregate a water-attributed position fruit, let the pseudo-dragon refine it, and then release a great flood to widen the scale of the Lucang River, thereby achieving the goal?

For more than ten years, the Nine Villages have been collecting it, and the inventory is at least a hundred wisps. If I could grab it all—.."

Liang Qu's heart was burning, and he almost drooled at the thought of that quantity.

Dozens of layers of River Lord favor?

Directly open up the potential difference between the Ze Ling and the true body, complete the cultivation backflow, and achieve several hundred times the Root Sea?

Bad things.

Li Xianghan's eyes quietly lifted, observing the Heavenly Centipede, feeling that something was wrong.

Why, after she said two sentences—information that didn't seem like important information—did the Heavenly Centipede look thoughtful and quite happy?

It wouldn't leak any major secrets, would it?

Life had just started to improve; she didn't want to be a traitor to the Southern Frontier—

Her inner self held its head and rolled around.

The Heavenly Centipede lowered its head, its limbs standing upright: "You, find an opportunity to ask your grandmother what kind of Long Qi it is, whether she knows where it's stored, and how much inventory there is."

"Great King, this kind of thing, please don't—"

"Even if you don't want to, you must! If this matter is handled well, I will reward you heavily! In the future, I will help you perfectly consume Qi!"

"Alright."

Li Xianghan gritted her teeth and secretly puffed herself up.

Those who think it through first are the first to enjoy!

A sacrifice every three days. Yixing County's sixth day of the sixth month is the dragon head, followed by levels downward, attracting world attention.

The sixty-ninth day.

【Sacrifice to the Huai River, River Favor +7.4317】

【River Governance: 1.3 (River Favor: 87.8441)】

No favor available for extraction.

The sixty-second day.

【Sacrifice to the Huai River, River Favor +5.9814】

【River Governance: 1.3 (River Favor: 93.8255)】

No favor available for extraction.

The sixty-fifth day.

【Sacrifice to the Huai River, River Favor +3.0159】

【River Governance: 1.3 (River Favor: 97.9414)】

No favor available for extraction.

With the deepening of the mid-to-upper reaches of the River God Festival, compared to the flow of people in Yixing County, especially starting from the third round, it was almost cut in half, and the favor gained from the sacrifice was visibly decreasing.

However, it was only one step away from reaching one hundred!

Favor is complete.

Will there be a transformation?

The sixty-eighth day.

The river wind is vast.