Chapter 367: I Am Truly Not the Dragon Lord!

In the Great Marsh, air bubbles floated up faintly.

Liang Qu rubbed his chin.

The old giant clam fell into deep thought.

The fat catfish proudly tilted its fish head.

Long Pingjiang and Long Pinghe took the opportunity to size up the water beasts surrounding them, becoming increasingly certain: they were all exotic species!

Exotic species were hard to find, and even harder to tame. For four of them to appear simultaneously at a small river mouth and submit to one person was definitely no coincidence!

Enlightenment!

It must be enlightenment!

It couldn't be wrong!

Only someone whose own status far exceeded that of ordinary water beasts could possess the power of enlightenment.

In the entire Great Marsh, the only one possessing such status was the Dragon Lord!

Perhaps the flood dragon that had inherited the true dragon's legacy could count as half a one, but ultimately, it originated from the Dragon Lord.

That was why the two of them had held onto the idea of "a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse" to come and see the master of these strange fish.

Especially since Liang Qu's own strength didn't seem too high, which only further proved his terrifying status!

It all matched up; everything matched up.

Long Pingjiang and Long Pinghe could hardly hide their excitement. Their clan had suddenly dispatched over a hundred dragon-men to search, in pairs, covering the entire south bank. They never expected their luck to be so good that they would run into him!

The old giant clam beneath Liang Qu's seat listened with utter disdain.

Legend had it that the Jianghuai Dragon Lord was cultured and refined, with elegant tastes and generous rewards, making everyone who faced him feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze; even the Great Shun Martial Saint treated him with great respect.

But that was not to mention how long it had been soaking in the pond; just yesterday, it had witnessed Liang Qu tricking and coaxing the old toad for a precious fish. The precious fish he had tricked out of it was now being raised in a water vat in the courtyard.

It didn't see a true dragon, but he was quite similar to a hairy monkey.

Liang Qu drew Dragon Fubo and tapped the old giant clam's shell with the spear grip. Through the "Eye-Knowledge Method," he sensed the old giant clam's disrespect.

A warning, once.

The old giant clam closed its shell and said nothing.

The two dragon-men knelt on the ground, their gazes level with Liang Qu, who was sitting on the giant clam's back, their expressions respectful.

The fat catfish secretly swam upward, occupying a higher position, its face revealing an arrogant look.

It!

A-Fei!

A minister who followed the dragon!

Duke Catfish!

Liang Qu shook his head: "I am a human, not a dragon."

Slap!

Duke Catfish's beautiful dream shattered.

Long Pingjiang was unhurried: "Since you have reincarnated and returned, whether you are human or dragon, anything is possible.

Moreover, the Long Gong is currently occupied by the flood dragon, and its claws and teeth are everywhere in the Great Marsh. For you, my lord, to reincarnate as a human, relying on Great Shun to plot your development and taking a different path—'the hidden dragon does not act'—is truly a brilliant move."

Long Pinghe nodded vigorously: "Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

The fat catfish suddenly understood.

Liang Qu continued to deny it: "I have no impression whatsoever of this so-called reincarnation."

Long Pingjiang cupped his hands: "The Elder once said that at the time of reincarnation, spirit and flesh merge, and it is normal to forget some things. When you, my lord, possess great strength in the future, you will naturally remember everything.

Besides, I have heard a poem: 'The mountain has no sorrow, yet it turns white-headed because of the snow; the water has no worry, yet it wrinkles because of the wind.'

Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing; it only adds to one's worries and state of mind, and when breaking through realms in the future, it is inevitable that inner demons will be born. Perhaps this was done deliberately by you, my lord, during reincarnation."

"Exactly, exactly, done deliberately!"

The fat catfish followed along and nodded.

Liang Qu pointed at the fat catfish: "But these exotic species are not the dragon-attribute exotic species you speak of; their aura is different from yours."

"My lord, you are currently human, without a dragon body or dragon blood, so it is perfectly normal for there to be differences in enlightenment; it is nothing strange. There have been dragon-men in the clan who bred offspring with humans, and their auras were also different."

"Big brother is absolutely right."

What is this situation? Is there a great Confucian here to interpret the scriptures for me?

Liang Qu originally did not want to have any connection with the so-called Dragon Lord reincarnation.

He had never been one to lie much; at most, he would conceal part of the truth.

Especially when it came to the same matter, if the number of people to be deceived was large, it would be very difficult to hide it completely.

Furthermore, once a lie was told, one had to be careful at every moment. To avoid slipping up later, it would consume too much energy.

With so many things weighing on his mind, how could he advance in the martial path?

A frog like the old toad was an exception. The key was that the Toad King knew the score; it was the Toad King himself who suggested that the fat catfish was a frog.

Even if the old toad eventually discovered the truth, it would at most make a fuss for a while, which was harmless.

At worst, when Liang Qu became successful in the future, he could plant a hundred or eighty miles of lotus flowers to compensate, so there wasn't much psychological pressure.

But Long Pingjiang and Long Pinghe were singing in harmony, and in their words, they were certain that Liang Qu was the Dragon Lord reincarnated.

Even the fat catfish was bluffed, its two long whiskers "dancing with joy," not knowing what it was thinking.

After thinking it over repeatedly.

Liang Qu still shook his head.

"I am truly not the Dragon Lord; you two have mistaken the person."

Long Pinghe was anxious and stretched his neck, about to speak, but was pulled back by Long Pingjiang beside him.

Long Pingjiang bowed in apology: "My lord's words are absolutely correct. It is we brothers who have been pestering you. We have been presumptuous. Farewell!"

Long Pinghe was stunned.

Long Pingjiang did not explain; he pulled hard, dragged Long Pinghe along, and left the underground river mouth directly.

Liang Qu watched the two leave and stood where he was, always feeling as if he had forgotten something.

After a long while.

The fat catfish poked Liang Qu with its whiskers, its two side fins crossed over its chest, and then pointed at the disappearing backs of the dragon-men.

Liang Qu suddenly woke up and slapped his thigh hard.

"My two baskets of crabs!"

"Big brother, why did we leave?"

In the water, Long Pinghe was extremely puzzled. They had clearly found the Dragon Lord; why did Long Pingjiang pull him away?

The flood dragon had not exterminated the dragon-attribute exotic species.

The old Dragon Lord had done a good job back then and had been a benefactor to the Great Marsh, so the flood dragon dared not go too far and only drove them out of the Long Gong without pursuing them.

The dragon-men could have sought refuge with the four pillars of the Demon Court, the old turtle, or the big toad; all were good places to go.

But the two sides were ultimately not of the same race; distance makes the heart grow fonder, but proximity breeds contempt.

Humans had an old saying: "Those not of my race must have a different heart."

Temporary shelter was still stable, but as time went on, over years or decades, conflicts of interest would inevitably arise.

Currently, most dragon-attribute exotic species lived in the middle zone between the south and north, which was already quite inconvenient.

It was hard to imagine what the situation would be like if they really moved in.

Not to mention the pillars, even the subordinates would cause trouble.

Having been prosperous once, rather than living under someone else's roof, it was better to drift and wander.

Making do was acceptable, but that was a helpless move, a choice of last resort.

With delicacies available, who would want to eat chaff and steamed buns?

Now that they had finally found the Dragon Lord reincarnated and had hope of rebuilding their glory, how could they give up lightly?

Long Pingjiang explained: "The evil flood dragon is also sending subordinates to search for the Dragon Lord reincarnated. Right now, my lord is 'the hidden dragon does not act' and is unwilling to admit it because he has concerns!

The clan has many people and many mouths; if it really becomes known to everyone, it will inevitably leak the news, provoking the evil flood dragon to come, which would be a catastrophe. Therefore, now is not the time to stand out."

Long Pinghe suddenly understood.

So that was it!

As expected of the Dragon Lord, his thoughts and considerations were far deeper than those of them, his clansmen.

There was no one among the dragon-attribute exotic species who could shoulder the burden. Currently, the flood dragon was hindered by the face of the former Dragon Lord and found it difficult to exterminate them.

But if the Dragon Lord really appeared and was still in a weak state, that would be a completely different matter.

The flood dragon would never mind casting aside its face to nip the crisis in the bud.

Long Pinghe floated in the water, looking toward the vast Great Marsh, not knowing where to go for a moment.

They had found the Dragon Lord, yet the Dragon Lord was not the former Dragon Lord.

"What do we do now? Should we go back and tell the Elders?"

Long Pingjiang fell into deep thought: "The Dragon Lord is unwilling to admit it. I think we should temporarily not tell anyone, not even the Elders, to avoid ruining the Dragon Lord's plan. Let's keep this matter buried in our stomachs for now. As for the Dragon Lord..."

The next morning.

By the pond.

Liang Qu led the river otter family through the Ape Fist once to loosen their bones.

The fat catfish suddenly leaped out of the water, spitting out a two-foot-long big precious fish, its whole body surging with orange light.

"Yellow-headed Venerable?"

Liang Qu recognized it at a glance. There was a picture in the River Po Office's "Fish Appearance Record." It belonged to a relatively top-tier precious fish, worth over a hundred taels of silver per jin!

The Yellow-headed Venerable before him was about two feet long, as thick as a forearm, and weighed at least seven or eight jin; the water essence it contained would certainly not be little.

He never expected that getting up early in the morning, the fat catfish would be so capable.

Liang Qu did not stint on encouragement.

"A-Fei, well done!"

Unexpectedly, when the fat catfish heard Liang Qu's praise, it shook its head, indicating that the precious fish was not caught by itself.

It shook its long whiskers, outlining two human figures, and also patted the back of its own head with its fins.

Seeing the back of its head, Liang Qu immediately understood.

"Those two dragon-men?" ===== CHAPTER 368 =====