Chapter 973

"No danger, just a scare."

Su Guishan grabbed the small teapot, aimed it at his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp, gurgling—he was truly thirsty.

Liang Qu poured the hot water from his hand, cooled it with heart-fire, and listened attentively.

Xu Yuelong explained: "We don't fear the local tiger, but we fear the mountain-raiding eagle; people who grab a score and run are the most troublesome. Fortunately, with your information, we invited experts from the Nanzhili Perfected Form realm to help set up a trap in advance.

Helplessly, the other side learned from their mistakes and were cautious, not showing their heads to make a move. They probed openly and secretly for nearly a month, exhausting seven diviners. Lanzhou is a canal hub; only a few ships sank, and ninety percent of the cargo was salvaged. It was the greatest fortune amidst misfortune."

After briefly listening to the process of the two confrontations, Liang Qu clapped his hands in admiration: "Boss Xu is brilliant, and Uncle is both brilliant and tough!

But, it wasn't the Ghost Mother Sect's 'luring the tiger away from the mountain,' was it?"

"Heh, if you can think of it, how could I not? We were prepared." Su Guishan picked up the teapot, just about to take a sip, when he was startled. "The boiling water I just burned, why is it ice cold?"

"A little trick." Liang Qu held up his index finger and thumb.

"Ice-attribute Myriad Phenomenon martial arts?" Xu Yuelong also picked up the teapot and shook it; there was a faint sound of ice shards colliding, which was very cooling. "It couldn't be a divine ability, could it? Have you reached the Jiang Zongshi realm?"

"Neither." Liang Qu shook his head and extended his palm. In the center of his palm, scorching waves and cold winds flickered alternately. "It's heart-fire."

"Pfft!"

The tea sprayed out.

"Heart-fire! You were able to comprehend heart-fire?" Everyone was horrified.

"No, what's with these expressions? It's fresh, why can't I?" Liang Qu scratched his head. "There should be more people who comprehend heart-fire than those who are twenty-two and in the Perfected Form realm, right?"

Everyone was silent.

Wei Lin's brows tightened.

Liang Qu could comprehend heart-fire?

The few people in the room were not ignorant.

The key to comprehending heart-fire is not just talent; it actually has little to do with talent. Everyone's personality is different. Heart-fire is something that mostly appears in those with a resolute personality and a tortuous life experience.

In short.

Bitter and hateful, fighting heaven and earth.

Enemies everywhere, enemies wherever they go.

Chased every day, remembered every moment, unable to sleep well once in three days, habitually backstabbed every five days, never staying in one place for more than a month.

Liang Qu—

Life is fulfilling, friends are everywhere, on the water he is the favorite of the Holy Emperor, under the water he has several demon king backers, he is successful wherever he goes, he is a local snake, respects teachers and the Dao, his wife is beautiful—he is completely at the other extreme!

With such a happy life, how could he comprehend heart-fire?

Someone said Liang Qu could promote to the Melting Furnace, and Xu Yuelong would believe it three parts, but you say heart-fire?

"How did you comprehend it?" Su Guishan asked.

"I went to Datong Prefecture, and the Xuankong Temple opened a Six Desires Heaven for me, Wuzhu Nirvana—"

"The Xuankong Temple opened the Six Desires Heaven for you?" Xu Yuelong gasped.

"Yes."

"It's fine." Xu Yuelong pinched the bridge of his nose. "You continue."

Liang Qu briefly talked about the thirteen years of training in the illusion, the success of the Buddha, and being punched by Zhang Longxiang after coming out, sparking unyielding spirit in the desperate situation.

So it was a real illusion created by the Buddhist foundation, so it's no wonder... wait, no wonder my foot!

Dead silence.

Gurgle, gurgle, the boiling water on the stove churned.

Buddha, Xuankong Temple, Dragon Elephant Martial Saint, heart-fire... how does it feel like their month-long tug-of-war with the Ghost Mother Sect in Lanzhou wasn't as exciting as Liang Qu's "sightseeing" in Datong Prefecture—

"Anyway, it's good that everyone is fine." Liang Qu broke the silence and poured tea for everyone. "Cough, Viceroy, has the great merit for taking down the Ghost Mother Sect's elixir veins last time come down yet?"

"It has." Su Guishan let out a breath, suppressed his aching head, pulled a booklet from his sleeve, and slapped it on the table. "Including the Ghost Mother Sect attack information you provided on this trip, back and forth, a total of fifty-eight great merits,

and twenty White Apes in total."

Hiss!

His heart pounded, blood rushing to his head.

Liang Qu picked up the booklet and flipped through it. Under his name, along with the ten left over from before, the dense golden patterns were dazzling.

Sixty-eight!

Plus twenty White Apes.

Eighty-eight!

Powerful!

How many things, how many treasures can this exchange for? Exchange it all for precious medicine, and he could exchange for at least several hundred thousand essence! Another huge chunk of fusion degree, the Water Ape Great Sage is just around the corner!

"So happy, is there anything you want to exchange for?" Su Guishan asked.

Liang Qu thought for a moment: "I don't have anything I particularly want, just some water-attribute precious plants. If there are similar or different water-attribute ones, that would be best."

"Then don't be in a hurry. I have some good internal circulation things here that can't be found on the exchange book right now." Su Guishan smiled inscrutably, untied a small pouch slightly larger than a fist from his waist, and threw it on the table. The sound was dull.

"Good things?"

Liang Qu looked at the pouch. The pouch was brown all over, covered with golden embroidery, and not very conspicuous.

He picked it up; it was full of weight, at least a hundred jin.

It was so small, what was inside?

"Open it and see."

Liang Qu untied the rope and opened the bag, surprised to find that the bag was pitch black, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance!

"Viceroy—this is—"

"Divine Ability Order, reach in."

Divine Ability Order?

Not afraid of any ambush, Liang Qu reached in. It was empty, and his entire forearm could be stuffed in. Only then did he touch the bottom. He felt around—there were stones, medicine bottles, and clothes, mostly daily necessities.

No.

A bold thought hit his mind, and he blurted it out.

"Qiankun Bag?"

"Not bad, you haven't read few storybooks." Su Guishan picked up the small bag and hung it back on his waist.

"How was it made?" Liang Qu's eyes shone with infinite curiosity, and he wanted it ten thousand times more.

Qiankun Bag!

A must-have for home and travel, so convenient, but it involved something too complex—space utilization!

What martial art could be cultivated to create a space that could be large or small? Currently, Liang Qu only glimpsed the prototype in the Perfected Form divine ability.

"Didn't I say it? Divine Ability Order, naturally made with divine abilities."

Combining it with the imperial court collecting Perfected Form corpses, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"Jiang Zongshi remnants?"

"Correct." Xu Yuelong nodded.

Liang Qu looked at the waists of Xu Yuelong and Wei Lin again; they all had a small golden-patterned bag hanging there.

Everyone had one.

It wasn't expensive, he could get one!

"It's considered a new method of the imperial court, an idea from the River Terrace Lord, developed by the Ministry of Works for nearly twenty years. It can peel off the divine abilities of Grandmasters who haven't been dead for long, and drive them using our own Qi Sea, equivalent to having an extra small divine ability. Thanks to the River Terrace Lord, I'm taking advantage of it and can get some things that aren't on the exchange book at all."

River Terrace Lord!

The highest official of the River Patrol Office!

No wonder.

Liang Qu was incredibly excited: "Can any divine ability be made?"

"Naturally impossible, how could it be that simple? The loss is unknown. Currently, only five types have been made. The golden-patterned bag is considered cheap, but you have many great merits, so you choose yourself." Su Guishan took out another small booklet.

Liang Qu couldn't wait.

"Half-stone golden-patterned bag, ten great merits +———"

"One-stone golden-patterned bag, fifteen great merits..."

"Red Firmament Thunder Strike, one hundred great merits??"