Chapter 505 – The God of Moon Court Lake (1/2)

In the distance, a few mountainous islands stood quietly in Clear Court lake. Their clear reflections on the water surface rippled with the rosy red of the setting sun.

The clouds blazed in the western sky, varying resplendently in colour, from a melted gold, a golden-yellow, to a brilliant violet and scarlet red. It seemed like a dazzling array of dancing beasts in the air.

In the eastern sky, the deep-blue curtain of light fell silently. A crescent moon sat quietly between the clouds along with some cold, sparsely-scattered stars.

The lights on the fishing boats were already lit, glimmering as specks as they drifted about. They embarked on their return journeys.

The songs of fishermen led to ripples upon ripples.

Suddenly, the ripples vanished.

The fishermen on the nose of their boats gazed at the water surface in surprise. What vanished were not only the ripples, but also the waves that had continued since time immemorial.

Abruptly, Clear Court lake settled down. There was not a single ripple on the surface as far as the eye could see. It was as if a huge, invisible hand had gently flattened the surface, making it smooth like a mirror.

At this moment, the mountains in the distance collapsed. The setting sun, sunset glow, crescent moon, and cold stars all fell from the sky.

The boats seemed like they were drifting through the sky. It was beautiful. However, the fishermen were all stunned. Even the oldest, most knowledgeable fisherman could not explain the sight before him.

A young boy on a boat extended the oar into the water curiously and stirred it around, but there was no sound, nor any waves. There was not even the slightest ripple. Water seemed to flow around the oar automatically no matter where it went.

People all gathered on the shore in the cities, towns, and villages around Clear Court lake. They watched on in a daze from the tall, lakeview buildings and from small, stone bridges.

The strange sight seemed to forebode a disaster, but an indescribable sense of magic filled the scene. It sucked away everyone’s gazes such that they were unable to look away.

Two young men stood on the top of a tall tower by the lake. One had a pair of straight eyebrows and twinkling eyes, while the other one was flawlessly handsome. They were both men with a rare degree of handsomeness. The evening wind ruffled their clothes gently.

They were just like everyone else, staring straight at the mirror-like Clear Court lake. They wanted to say something, but something seemed to be stuck in their throats, so they said nothing.

Han Tieyi’s reply was only silence. He gripped his fists as his eyes shone.

Hua Chengzan said, “Don’t be crazy! Last time, we had already been fortunate enough when he didn’t attack us at the Rose Cloud sect. The difference between your strengths is only larger now.”

Helpless, Han Tieyi let go of his fist. He could not help but acknowledge that.

Almost another month had passed since the meeting in the academy. No one had interfered with what was going on.

The Dragon King of Ink Sea did not express an opinion on the internal struggle between Lolth and Northmoon.

The provincial lord’s estate had not sent anyone over to interfere or obstruct this soon-to-be water god.

The Sword Collection palace sent no one as reinforcements, nor did they send anyone to bring Fu Qingjin back. They allowed him to stay on Benevolence island.

The chess players seemed to be watching silently, wanting to see what this unexpected chess piece that Northmoon was would do. They became slightly curious about these minute changes in the situation of the chess game that should have had a conclusion that they were already aware about.

The war did not seem to come to an end. However, the Clear River prefecture had completely fallen silent already, watching the performance of this “moon demon” quietly.

The flames in the west gradually died down. The curtain of night was pulled over the sky, now littered with stars.

In the depths of Clear Court lake, Li Qingshan curled up his body like an unborn fetus, hiding within the Spirit Turtle’s Profund Shell. The god seal hovered before him, glowing with gentle, blue light and illuminating his face. His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful.

He could see very clearly that a huge swathe of water had appeared on the god seal. It was shaped like a running rabbit, almost filling the entire god seal.

The feeling of refining Clear Court river was completely different from refining the two rivers earlier.

As his daemon qi permeated the entire lake, he gained a lake in his heart. It was so tranquil and peaceful that he felt like he had returned home.

That did make sense. Although he was of the water element, he never really submerged himself in water. This was the first time he had obtained a lake like this.

He had already reached the fourth layer of the Spirit Turtle’s Method of Sea Suppression, but only at this moment did he seem to understand the Spirit Turtle Transformation and himself.

He had a feeling that he could sleep here for a century, a millennium.

All of the annoyances and everything that tied him down in the mortal world no longer had anything to do with him. His lifespan was lengthy enough to watch the seas rise and fall, turning into fields.

Even though the lifespans of daemons surpassed that of humans, it was not endless and without a limit.

The strongest aspect of the spiritual turtle was not suppressing seas or divination, but its extremely lengthy lifespan.

There were no enemies worth worrying about. He had plenty of time, while his enemies would be defeated by time in the end.

Given these circumstances, whether it was killing or fighting, did it not all seem so unnecessary?

I’m so sleepy. Let’s just sleep for a while here!

Just a while…

A century…

“Qingshan!” A voice penetrated the lakewater and landed on the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell, but it was blocked. It failed to reach inside.

The Water God Seal hovered in the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell, using the power of an entire lake to replenish the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell. Even a Golden Core master would not be able to get through it easily.

Yet, Li Qingshan clearly seemed to hear it. He woke up and opened his eyes.

A beautiful young girl peered through the Spirit Turtle’s Profound Shell at him with her dark eyes. Her seaweed-like hair drifted silently in the lakewater.