How Did Little Water Turn into a Fish?

"Phew!"

Liang Qu exhaled a breath of stale air.

Blue sky, blue sea—boundless as far as the eye could see.

He did not feel much grandeur. Given the size of the Jiang Huai Great Marsh, one glance outward was no different from looking at the ocean. Only the water was saltier and the wind fishier; it was not as comfortable or refreshing as soaking in the Jiang Huai Great Marsh.

Still, the difference was not great.

After becoming Little Spirit Monsters, they had adapted to both seawater and freshwater. It was merely a change of environment, so they felt somewhat unaccustomed.

He took out a compass and map to calibrate their direction.

Old Toad looked around. His webbed feet unconsciously trod on the water's surface. Having traveled so far, without a soft mount beneath his buttocks, he felt strangely empty.

Besides, they had left too quickly and had not had time to collect many things. They had only filled half a Yellow Leather Bag.

Liang Qu controlled the vortex and raised an invisible chair for Old Toad.

The man and frog chatted as they traveled.

"Frog Duke, have you been to the sea before?"

"I used to come often when Dragon Lord was around. After Dragon Lord was gone, I hardly came out. Iron Head Fish always loved collecting tolls—whatever prey you caught, it demanded thirty percent! That vile brute! Those who commit many injustices will bring about their own doom! It came from the sea itself, yet it would not let frogs enter the sea!" Old Toad waved his webbed claws, righteous indignation blazing.

Liang Qu joined in condemning it for a while. "Are there any famous strongmen in the ocean?"

"Yes. Whale Emperor, the Demon Emperor."

"The Demon Emperor?" Liang Qu's eyes flashed. "A Furnace strongman?"

"By your