Chapter 1264: You

Crimson light filled the Long Wang Cave. The blood pool rippled, and the sandalwood box floated on the surface. A supreme-grade blood treasure hung high above, melting into a pool of liquid that covered Lao Yingtian like wax, pouring down from his head and wrapping him completely.

The terrifying "human skin," full of stitch marks and twisted like a centipede, was soaked by the "wax oil," blending together into a complete whole. The jarring sense of disgust rapidly faded.

Lao Yingtian had originally been circulating the "Human Form Returning to Origin," and his facial features, physique, and limbs had already completely twisted into a sick tiger, with his Qi signature being identical. Now, over his shell, he had covered another layer of "tiger skin" that was indistinguishable from the sick tiger!

Whether in Qi signature or appearance.

There was no longer any difference between the two.

The same attraction pulled at Lao Yingtian!

"What kind of ghost movie is this, wearing human skin—"

Liang Qu muttered to himself. He stared at the unified "skin bag," crushed the last supreme-grade blood treasure, turning it into crimson "pigment," extended his index finger, channeled his divine ability, and carved golden light talismans onto Lao Yingtian's upper, middle, and lower dantian.

A very long time ago, when Liang Qu was learning to swim, he had obtained a mid-tier martial art, the "Thunder Character Seal Method." It had been helpful, but it soon became obsolete due to his rapid growth. Only the method of branding runes within it had given him inspiration, and he had studied it subsequently.

One stroke to form.

A hook to finish and retract the finger.

"Remember, the Great Snow Mountain is treacherous. Be extra careful. These three runes can ward off all evil and ensure your clarity three times!"

Lao Yingtian nodded slightly.

Knowing the time had come, Liang Qu raised his hand, grabbed Lao Yingtian, climbed the 【Heaven-Propping Pillar】, leaped upward, and flew out of the Long Wang Cave.

They drilled into the round-headed, short-snouted creature entering the marshland. After the round head shrank, it was wrapped by the body of the Pai Xiao Xing. Countless "Net Lord" fetal pearls were thrown into the ritual, and the Ghost Mother's hands overlapped and intertwined.

The Stagnant Pool.

The Pai Xiao Xing's body stretched its limbs, blooming like a flower to release the round head, layer by layer.

The moment he returned to reality, Lao Yingtian felt dizzy. In a trance, he was rejected by the world. His original human body kept blurring and shrinking, leaning toward the direction of the sick tiger "mass."

"Clear your spirit platform!"

A heavenly thunder exploded, piercing his brow like a steel needle.

Lao Yingtian was startled, his scattered consciousness gathering toward the steel needle at his brow, remaining firm and motionless.

"Once you get there, be careful in everything! Go."

As the last words disappeared from his ears, Lao Yingtian stopped resisting. Following the pull transmitted from the "human skin," he turned into a mass of rainbow light. His whole body felt weightless; there was no wind, no gravity, and he headed straight for the northwest.

Liang Qu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

For a long time.

He extinguished his golden eyes.

Great Snow Mountain, in the month of May, was still a relatively warm time compared to January or February. Even the Lotus Sect had many sunny days, but recently, wind and snow still howled, and dark clouds filled the sky. Inside the temple at the summit, the flames of the wish-lamps flickered, the calm yak butter pool surged, and the sound of chanting layered upon itself like rising sea tides.

The sick tiger was naked, covered in talismans.

A faint Qi signature swirled out. Two Venerables descended simultaneously to protect the Dharma, setting up magic artifacts. Eighteen High Masters sat cross-legged in the formation, and an invisible change occurred, reversing Yin and Yang.

Outside the yak butter pool, the envoy wiped the sweat from his forehead, clenching and unclenching his fists, extremely nervous.

Suddenly.

The yak butter flowed over the sick tiger, instantly freezing into solid white frost, and the rippling waves froze into leaping foam.

His fingers twitched once.

The envoy saw it clearly; his pupils dilated, and he held his breath.

The chanting stopped one after another, and everyone looked on with anticipation.

For a long time.

The sick tiger opened his eyes.

"Suhebalu!"

"Suhebalu!"

"Suhebalu!"

The sick tiger's name echoed repeatedly in the secret chamber. The Venerable nodded, the High Masters smiled, and the envoy jumped with ecstasy, running to the side of the yak butter pool to hug Suhebalu.

"General, Fierce Tiger General! Our Northern Court's Fierce Tiger General has revived! Hahahaha! The Great Shun is nothing to fear, the Great Shun is nothing to fear!"

Liang Residence.

Do one's best and leave the rest to fate.

Everything that needed to be ordered had been ordered, and everything that could be prepared had been prepared. He believed that with Lao Yingtian's ability, he could handle the remaining difficulties.

Returning to the quiet room, Liang Qu counted the fetal pearls made from the remains of the "Net Lord." There were about six hundred of them. This stuff wasn't useful when dying, only when reviving. According to the amount used each time, it could probably last another four to five times—

"Must go to the Underworld again, move around a few more times, then find someone of the same realm, practice 'Human Form Returning to Origin,' and replace Lao Yingtian—"

Life in the Underworld was long, cultivation was slow, and seclusion time was also long, often measured in years.

Therefore, Liang Qu's two seclusions, not seen for two years, were nothing strange. Lao Yingtian was different; it wasn't a matter of realm, but that Lao Yingtian, as a disciple of the Sky Fire Sect, was his younger sister, and was paid a salary, so she was too close to Liang Qu. And Liang Qu was a "reserve River Spirit," so it was hard to guarantee that after a long time, Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu wouldn't have a sudden whim to take a peek and see if someone was really in seclusion.

But this matter was not urgent.

Refining the Green Dragon Yin-Yang Pill, Liang Qu was in seclusion for ten days, Underworld activities for three or four days, and the Yellow Shahe governance would start in the middle of the year. There were too many things lined up behind—

Liang Qu put away the "fetal pearls" and sent a message to the Third Prince.

The Third Prince, who was pounding shoulders and kneading backs for the Fat Fish, exploded into a puff of white smoke.

"Report to Boss! Is there a mission? Please rest assured, organization, I am loyal and devoted!"

The Third Prince pressed his dragon claws against his horns, his eyes shining, standing straight.

【Can consume 785,000—grow the Mirage Dragon】

Communicating with the Ze Cauldron for a glance, Liang Qu took out his exclusive accounting notebook to check the accounts of the Little Lip Dragon. The largest sum was 300,000 during the Great Promotion of the water beasts; 100,000 for the snatching of the Sky Water Morning Dew at the Outpost Gorge; 100,000 for intercepting the Perfected Form at the Onan River Prince's Mansion; 100,000 for training the Mirage Clan and cultivating the Mirage Clan; and 50,000 for two years of running errands.

Adding all the numbers together, it was 650,000, short by 130,000.

The notebook closed.

"For the next three years until the Great Hunt, there is no salary for running errands."

"Ah? Don't, Boss!" The Third Prince was dejected, floating in mid-air, drooping his four claws and tail, "What did I do wrong again?"

"It's not that you did something wrong, it's that I'm settling the account for you in advance."

Liang Qu's heart stirred.

780,000 essence surged out majestically.

Before the New Year, after swallowing a stalk of water-attribute creation medicine, the inventory of the Blue Tide, which had reached over 1.5 million, was cut in half.

【Water Marsh Essence: 765,200】

The Third Prince opened his mouth, his eyes wide, bursting with infinite brilliance, as if encompassing everything, the starry galaxy.

Before the golden cocoon wrapped him, he immediately created two fog cheering sticks, twisted his dragon body, and swayed left and right.

"Love you, Boss! Love you, love you, love you! Mwah!"

In the courtyard, the Fat Fish rocked the recliner, twisting his long beard, waiting for the Third Prince to return to continue kneading the shoulders of the veteran backbone, when suddenly he saw golden light bursting from the room, so scared he fell to the ground, crushing two blue bricks.

Not good!

A moment of carelessness.

The sycophant minister has bewitched the Heavenly God!

A crowd of half-person-tall water beasts moved at the news, all running out, grabbing the windowsill, and wagging their tails.

The Round Head began to calculate his merits in raising fish in Jianghuai and intercepting the flow in the Northern Court; the Fist counted the days until the settlement of engineering projects and the arrival of funds; Awei missed the delicious Great Elixir of the Southern Frontier; "Cannot Move" knew that he couldn't have another wave in the short term, so he remained calm.

Shoo shoo shoo.

The Otter flipped ten somersaults. His life was no weaker than an otter's, only four words.

Diligent study and hard practice!

Bang!

The golden cocoon exploded.

Thus.

The Fat Fish reached the Upper Realm, "Cannot Move" and the Third Prince both reached the Mid Realm!

The Third Prince cracked his dragon claws, making a clicking sound, the corners of his mouth raised forty-five degrees into a hook, opened the window, saw the group of water beasts, and further back, the Fat Boy waiting in the courtyard.

Two years!

Two whole years!

Do you know how he got through it?

Humiliation, suppression, helplessness, mockery, persecution, dragon-character control—

All the things of the past—

Boom boom boom!

One after another, fog beasts appeared behind him, circling in a group.

The sect's foundation, ten whole beasts, Yin-Yang Five Elements, completely filled!

The Fat Fish took a step back.

Whoosh!

Ten fog beasts, combined in pairs, turned into five Mid Realm ones.

The Fat Fish took two steps back.

Five fog beasts, combined again, turned into three Upper Realm ones!

Step step step.

Taking three steps in a row, the Fat Fish broke out in cold sweat.

Whoosh.

A breeze swept through the courtyard, and the lingering charm disappeared.

The Black and White Duo disappeared at the same time, colliding in mid-air, turning into two Yin-Yang whirlwinds, entangled in the courtyard, stirring up dust, and rushing to the Stagnant Pool.

Both to determine the winner and decide life and death!

Whoever loses is the sycophant!

"Ora ora ora ora—"

"Muda muda muda muda—"

White boots light, Long Eying stepped over the pit on the ground, entered the room suspiciously: "Are you doing this on purpose, thinking the house isn't messy enough?"

"Those who have merit must be rewarded. I am stimulating their enthusiasm, okay!" Liang Qu refused to admit it, turned his hand to support the Dragon Lord's essence blood, and changed the subject, "Never mind them, see what good things I've brought you, my wife?"

"Essence blood?" Long Eying's eyes widened slightly, "Where did it come from?"

"Where else, the Old Dragon Lord gave it. Frog Duke's heavenly tribulation struck once, opened the window for air, newly condensed, mixed with your last one, leave one-third for backup.

The remaining two-thirds of the one-fifth, divide it out, give it to the teenagers in the clan, the remaining four-fifths, focus on breaking through to Great Demon and Grandmaster, wife, you distribute it yourself, 60% for Dragon People, 40% for Dragon Sturgeon, governing the Yellow Shahe, I need manpower."

Liang Qu handed over the essence blood, "Also, equip Long Yao and Long Li, those two girls, at least to the Lower Realm of Hunting Tiger, otherwise two Galloping Horses, it would be a disgrace to my Huai King face if said out loud."

"Oh my, the Huai King is now afraid of losing face? Be careful, if they find out, they'll add half a bowl of salt to your noodles in the morning."

"If you don't say it, who would know?"

Liang Qu didn't care, turned his head.

Long Eying was used to it, pressed her palm against Liang Qu's chest for support, leaned in and kissed him: "I'll give you a reward tonight. Mr. Lan came looking for you yesterday, looks like there are quite a few things."

"Probably know what it is, thinking about it, it's about time, I'll go there now."

Just as he said, things were lined up.

Liang Qu loosened Eying's waist and ran on the water to the Imperial Observatory.

The Yellow Shahe governance plan and the sequence of key locations were basically released, just waiting for Liang Qu to execute, followed by the deduction for the Charm Fruit container.

Lan Jicai went to the Heavenly Engineering Institute to engage in divine ability seed orders, and Deputy Supervisor Zheng Muxin opened the register.

"According to the Qi signature previously given by the Huai King, after calculation by the Four Wilds Heaven-Observing Instrument, the main materials are Mysterious Cold Jade, North Sea Sinking Silver, and Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow. The cold jade must be a whole piece two feet square, no cracks allowed.

The sinking silver and ice marrow need three jin and six liang upward respectively. Does the Huai King want to buy from the imperial court or find them yourself?"

"How much to buy?"

"9 million, 3.5 million, 1.8 million, totaling 14.3 million, can wipe the zero."

"1.43 million?"

Picked up the teacup.

Took a sip.

Put it down.

Zheng Muxin closed the register, looked at Liang Qu, and didn't speak.

Liang Qu sighed: "How can it be so expensive?"

"It is, after all, a treasure capable of containing the Position Fruit, the most top-notch in the world."

"Where are these materials roughly located?"

"Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow is produced in the Great Snow Mountain, the other two are produced in the North Sea. By the way, ice marrow is a consumable, six liang of ice marrow can probably last two and a half years."

"I remember Jianghuai has this sinking silver, and it's not that expensive—"

"No, can't use it. The North belongs to Yin Water, Jianghuai location is not near the North, the nature is different, cannot contain the Drought Fruit, taking it out is useless."

"Fine, fine." Liang Qu held his forehead, respecting the professional's opinion, "I'll look for it first, if I can't find it, I'll come back to buy."

"Good." Zheng Muxin moved the abacus, "The future production fee and the previous divination fee are 5 million, the Imperial Household Department pays half, you are 2.5 million, silver notes or actual silver?"

"IOU."

On the Stagnant Pool, lotus leaves were green.

The Fat Fish had a swollen eye, half of its mouth bulging, Liang Qu stood on its big head, tightly gripping the frog web.

"?"

"State Preceptor, this is truly a critical moment of survival, and also the biggest investment. If the Position Fruit cannot be contained, it cannot be refined; if it cannot be refined, it cannot be optimized; if it cannot be optimized, it cannot shine at the Great Hunt; if it cannot shine at the Great Hunt, it cannot seize the Heavenly Pill and Position Fruit. Interest rolls interest, rolls interest, rolls interest, calculated, it equals us losing 100 million—"

"Already lost 100 million?" The old toad was shocked, solemn expression, "Since that is the case—this Duke understands!"

"Frog Duke!"

"Call this Duke State Preceptor!"

"State Preceptor!"

"Liang Qing!"

"State Preceptor!"

"No need to say more, for the sake of the Great Marsh, this Duke goes!"

"State Preceptor, wait!"

The old toad turned back, seeing Liang Qu take out a wine cup, flick a pinch of water droplets into it with his finger, and hand it to himself.

"This is—"

"Water of Jianghuai!" Liang Qu held the wine goblet high, "The mountains are far and the roads are long, State Preceptor can drink this wine: Better to love a drop of water from the home marsh, don't love ten thousand taels of gold in a foreign land!"

"There is ten thousand taels of gold in a foreign land?" The old toad's eyes widened.

"State Preceptor! Don't love it!"

"Fine, fine!" The old toad, in repeated struggle, drank the wine, waved his long beard, stood up on the fish, "Footless Frog, charge to the North!"

"Afei, protect the State Preceptor well!"

The long beard folded ninety degrees.

Whoosh.

Waves hit the shore.

Sending the old toad off riding the fish by the Stagnant Pool, Liang Qu was slightly invigorated.

One hand on the Position Fruit, one hand on the Long Wang, both hands grasping, both hands hard. Even four years later, if he didn't have a thousand-fold root sea, he would still have extraordinary confidence!

Jianghuai Great Marsh, snot bubbles burst, the Frog King scratched his belly, woke up from a nap, looked up, ship models scattered in a pile around, messy, used to tidy up before sleeping, to avoid the Elder seeing.

Although he didn't know what was going on now, in his impression, the Elder hadn't returned for a long time—

Forget it, never mind.

"Ha-hoo ha-hoo."

The soft belly rose and fell.

Ask for a reward at night, everything else follows the plan.

Hearing that Liang Qu had left seclusion, Ran Zhongshi came to exchange for long Qi; the old toad went to the North Sea to find treasures; Liang Qu exchanged for another medium-grade creation medicine worth one and a half to refine, the remaining nine peerless merits, chose a day with Zhang Longxiang to leave the capital, and set off together to govern the Yellow Shahe; Long Eying took Yang Dongxiong and his wife, ended their half-year trip, returned to Jianghuai to cultivate Dragon People and Dragon Sturgeon, and checked the governance of the fiefdom by the way—

Great Snow Mountain.

The envoy grabbed Suhebalu's hand, full of sorrow, almost shedding tears: "Fierce Tiger General, the things of the past, do you really not remember them at all?"

"No, I remember, how could I not remember!"

Before the envoy could be surprised, infinite anger erupted from Suhebalu's eyes: "Zhang Longxiang, Liang Qu! I will never forget them even if I die! One day I will definitely eat their flesh!"

The envoy was dumbfounded.

After a while.

"I understand, you rest well first—"

The envoy sighed, walked out dejectedly, looked at the other members of the envoy group, and shook his head: "Go ask the High Master again, is there any other way to treat—"

"Treat what? Isn't it enough that the Fierce Tiger General's strength remains?" Someone held an opposing opinion, "Anyway, he has revived, let's take things slowly later."

"Right, the top priority is to let the Fierce Tiger General show his face and dispel the previous rumors."

The envoy was silent for a moment: "I have to write a letter to ask the Great Khan."

Bedroom.

"Suhebalu" took a deep breath, although he didn't know what language he had just blurted out—

Elder Fish was indeed useful.

Whenever asked about memory, just mention the names of Zhang Longxiang and Liang Qu to stall, it was always correct.

Raised his hands, opened and closed his palms.

Dark red curse runes curved and wrapped around.

Everything, Lao Yingtian was extremely curious about. He couldn't wait to go to this world to see, see the color of the rivers, see the crops in the fields, see the disciples in the martial arts hall, but he also knew he couldn't be impatient now.

Couldn't go out, just the environment, it seemed no different from being in the "Underworld."

The only difference was a sense of nesting on his body. He wore the soul of a person named Suhebalu, entered Suhebalu's body, and with the help of the Great Snow Mountain's ritual, perfectly fused, driving it without hindrance.

It wasn't uncomfortable.

On the contrary.

Power!

Infinite power!

Lao Yingtian could feel the feedback of this shell to his spirit, across the "human skin," helping his growth!

Feeling the Qi sea, compared to the Heavenly Palace, this person had an astonishing 5,200-fold Qi sea.

Lao Yingtian had never heard of it; the legendary Grand Slam Perfected Form was only a little over 1,000.

What kind of freak was this?

At the same time, the absorption of his soul was slowly "withering" the body's realm of Heaven-Man Unity and Heaven-Earth Isolation. Lao Yingtian had to seize the opportunity to grasp this feeling of the realm, striving to adapt and consolidate before the realm completely withered away. This was a unique cultivation experience, much faster than normal cultivation!

All of the above was within Elder Fish's warnings and predictions for him.

Only one point caught him, who was born into this world, off guard.

"Suhebalu" pressed his brow, that was his upper dantian.

The three life-saving golden talismans given by Elder Fish.

One had been extinguished. ===== CHAPTER 1265 =====