"Snap!"
Wang Wu fell for the ninth ti, accidentally crashing onto a rock, scraping off half of his scales, and causing blood to flow freely, a truly shocking sight.
This scene left the other carp trembling with fear, not daring to advance. After gaining intelligence, they beca more afraid of death.
However, Wang Wu stubbornly swam swiftly beneath the waterfall, his massive tail causing waves of white to rise in the water. He was brewing, he was waiting, he was defiant! He was a tenacious one!
This was the fish trap Wang Wu had crafted for himself!
I may not be a top-tier genius, but I am stubborn, I have perseverance, I have the will!
I am not resigned!
At this mont, Yu Ermu’s expression turned grave, while the Big Macaque’s eyes flickered uncertainly, plotting sothing.
Heh heh, this is the desired effect.
"Stop, you can rest for a while and try again tomorrow!"
Yu Ermu suddenly shouted, calling Wang Wu to halt.
But Wang Wu seed not to hear, thinking, damn you, you call stop and I stop? I’ve reached this point in my act already, I can face Long Wei without losing, who the hell are you!
Indeed, Wang Wu understood the significance of facing Long Wei.
It was no longer a question of whether he could leap across.
But as a lowly cannon fodder carp, he dared to face Long Wei, hell, if you dare face Long Wei now, the future holds unfathomable possibilities.
To put it nicely, this is called a backbone of pride, to put it harshly, it’s utter rebellion, defying higher authority!
"Stop! I told you to stop!"
Yu Ermu roared with anger, but within his screams, Wang Wu charged forward like lightning, riding the waves, soaring into the sky!
The golden sunlight shone down, the flying mist turned to a rainbow hue, his elegant figure beca an imprint, fixed there.
The Big Crab’s bone once again released Long Wei, yet it had no effect on Wang Wu. He leaped to the top of the waterfall and then seamlessly used the Wind Riding Dao Skill, like a gust of wind, dashing over the Big Crab, even swallowing the segnt of bone that could unleash Long Wei.
"Bang!"
At several dozen feet away, Wang Wu fell back into the river water, he had won!
"Impudent! You wretched creature, how dare you disobey orders!"
Yu Ermu chased after him in humiliation and rage, thrusting his fish spear at Wang Wu, was he actually attempting to silence him?
Others might not understand, but Wang Wu did, because at the mont he ignored Long Wei and successfully swam against the current, it already implied that he was no longer an ordinary large carp; he had likely beco the 101st son of the King of Xijiang and thus beca Yu Ermu’s competitor.
How could he not feel humiliated and enraged?
Seeing the fish spear about to strike, Wang Wu swung his tail vigorously, narrowly avoiding it by a hair’s breadth, then continued upstream, fleeing toward the shore, closer to where the Big Macaque was.
"Wretched creature, still dare to flee!"
Yu Ermu roared in anger, the spear quickly retracting, preparing to throw again. The spear was swift as lightning and thunder, carrying a terrifying aura, this ti Wang Wu couldn’t dodge it, if he dodged again it would be problematic.
Yet he was willing to gamble, he had already proven his ability, proven he was worth buying!
As expected, Wang Wu didn’t dodge, at the mont the spear was about to hit him, a strange vine flew out, slightly deflecting the spear.
The Big Macaque indeed intervened.
"Big Macaque, damn it, do you want to start a war with my West River Water Race?"
Yu Ermu was infuriated.
However, the Big Macaque rely shrugged innocently, then pointed upward. Unbeknownst to them, a small gray seal had appeared above Wang Wu’s head.
"Yu the Second, don’t be angry. While this large carp hasn’t truly leapt the Dragon Gate, its ability to face Long Wei nine tis without fear, and ultimately succeed in defying the current and soaring to the skies, is in so ways even better than achieving the ninth-grade Dragon Gate record. By the decree of the Mountain Master of Mu Yang, it is now qualified to beco a Ninth-Grade Loyal Vassal of Mu Yang Mountain."
"So, unless it doesn’t accept, it’s still one of your West River Water Race, subject to your jurisdiction. But if it accepts, it’s a Ninth-Grade Loyal Vassal of Mu Yang Mountain. Ahem, my old friend, you wouldn’t think, in Mu Yang Mountain, that the orders of the King of Xijiang could surpass those of the Mountain Master of Mu Yang, right?"
These words left Yu Ermu furious yet helpless.
Because, although the King of Xijiang was one of the four Sealed Lords under the Mountain Master of Mu Yang, with a high chance to break into the Super First Grade and beco a Water Lord, and at this mont, nearly 70% of the water elent in Mu Yang Mountain was under the King of Xijiang’s control, nominally, they must follow the Mountain Master’s orders.
Over the years, the Mountain Master of Mu Yang had attempted to buy them off multiple tis, but only a fool would be bought, wasn’t it better to stay with their old man?
As long as the King of Xijiang could beco a Water Lord, there’s nothing to worry about.
Resulting in unexpectedly, an unruly descendant appearing!
"You, better not forget your origins, don’t forget you’re the son of the King of Xijiang!"
Yu Ermu said nacingly, even sowhat regretting that he hadn’t acted impulsively earlier, he should have waited until it was quiet and then slaughtered this one as braised fish.
Now it’s done.
It’s troubleso.
Wang Wu was overjoyed in his heart. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. He completely ignored Yu Ermu’s threats, leaped up, and snatched the small gray seal. In that instant, thunderous sounds faintly emanated from the seal, as if it had activated so rule.
The next mont, a ray of golden light descended from the sky, and within it appeared a middle-aged man. However, this was not his real self but a form of spirit. Yet, the appearance was no different from the real person.
He first glanced coldly at Yu Ermu, and then gave Big Macaque a slight smile before his gaze fell on Wang Wu. His expression carried a hint of surprise and disappointnt. You haven’t even mastered a human form, and yet you dare to beco a Ninth-Grade Vassal?
Do you think Mu Yang Mountain has no one of use?
He imdiately glared at Big Macaque, who quickly cupped his hands.
"Envoy Pei, this young brother may not have perfected a human form, but he can directly face nine tis of Long Wei, swimming upstream, comparable to jumping the Ninth-Grade Dragon Gate. I believe..."
"Alright, I know, I know. Isn’t there an unnad spring in your fiefdom currently with no master? Move him there. By the way, does he have a na?"
"A na, ah, why not call him Yu—" Big Macaque quickly glanced at Yu Ermu. His inspiration hit him, "Reporting to Envoy Pei, he is called Yu Ergou!"
"Good! Yu Ergou, from now on, you are the Ninth-Grade Vassal of the Unnad Spring at the northern slope of Bear Ridge in Mu Yang Mountain!"
Envoy Pei casually said because the West River Water Race intended to establish independence. As a result, many springs, streams, and lakes within Mu Yang Mountain were masterless. Land demons were not contesting for them, nor did the Water Race want them, so they beca idle positions.
Otherwise, if it were a land vassal, it wouldn’t be so easy to get settled.
At this mont, Envoy Pei took out a small golden seal and gently pressed it against Wang Wu’s back. Instantly, a seal appeared on his back.
Wang Wu hurriedly jumped out of the water and nodded in thanks.
This behavior finally made Envoy Pei’s expression sowhat brighter. Alright, you’re not just a foolish fish, that’s good. Otherwise, if communication were impossible, it wouldn’t be fun at all!
"Whoosh!"
The golden light flashed and disappeared. This matter was settled, and Wang Wu now had an identity, although his fiefdom was just a spring, it was indeed official.
"Big Macaque, I never thought, we have been old friends for three hundred years. Is it interesting to backstab like this?"
Yu Ermu at this mont was too lazy to care about Wang Wu, glaring gloomily at Big Macaque. Rage was nearly drowning him.
He must have countless scenarios playing in his mind, waiting for my father to break through to Super First Grade and beco a Water Lord, then to kill all of you, no rcy in your pleas...
"Yu the Second, don’t talk about things of no use. Do you not realize whether it’s interesting? My Bear Ridge has just one spring and a mountain stream, the children count on the spring for drinking water and farming. But your West River Water Race faces either drought or floods annually. As my friend, when I sought your help, did you ever look at ?"
"I know your King of Xijiang wants to be a Water Lord, but sorry, I cannot benefit from that. But I can do sothing! As for future matters, we will speak of them then."
At this point, Big Macaque ignored Yu Ermu’s grim face, and instead smiled at Wang Wu, saying: "Ergou, your fiefdom is quite far away, would you like to guide you? I must tell you, you no longer belong to the West River Water Race. Walking the Xijiang River is prone to ambushes."
"Bang!"
Wang Wu flicked his tail, splashing water everywhere, then sprang onto the shore. If a split is to be made, do it cleanly—he truly feared Yu Ermu might montarily lose control and launch a sneak attack, ruining all his efforts.
"Good Ergou, such a good brother!"
Big Macaque was very relieved and didn’t delay. He pointed at the river, and a huge water ball flew over, enveloping Wang Wu, then without glancing at the grim-faced Yu Ermu, stepped onto a flight treasure as large as a banana leaf, traversing mountains and ridges, swift as a gale, reaching the vine bridge upstream of the Xijiang River in no ti.
Big Macaque called out, and monkeys guarding the area—all sizes—squeaked along, heading to the West Shore of the Grand River.
Isn’t your Bear Ridge here?
Traveling westward, the journey traversed about five hundred miles, before spotting a rather unappealing ridge, composed of so ten large and small hills,
where trees flourished, occasionally sighting three to five thatched cottages.
And several dozen miles south of this ridge, there was even a small human race town.
Really? Is this Bear Ridge?
Wang Wu looked eastward hopefully and quickly sensed his fiefdom, because there, a gray spiritual light soared thirty ters high. No mistake.
Soon, Big Macaque reached the vicinity of the unnad spring. The terrain here was quite favorable, surrounded on three sides by hills, with a spring in the center, forming a small puddle about three ters in diater, in which a spring can faintly be seen gushing.
The water quantity is quite small, barely forming a several hundred ters long little stream.
It’s truly unimaginable to have such a small spring as a fiefdom?
Just with this water output, barely equivalent to taking a leak.
It’s ironic.
Could Big Macaque be trying to fool him specifically?
"Brother, be careful!"
At this mont, Big Macaque descended and placed the large group of river water into the stream, and miraculously, that water ball did not disperse, evidently a good Water Control Dao Skill.
"Squeak squeak squeak"
Around them, many big monkeys, little monkeys, old monkeys, and female monkeys ford a circle, seemingly fascinated.
Many old monkeys were sharpening their knives eagerly!
Wow!
Not like this.
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