The moonlight grew denser, and the tension by the lakeside intensified. Little Chi even contemplated secretly snatching all of Chen Xun's bait.
Song Heng frowned deeply. Sothing was off. He gradually turned his gaze to Little Chi. Could this lion dog be using mana to interfere with his fishing hook?
Gu Lisheng remained calm and collected. Even without catching a single fish, he exuded an inexplicable confidence, as if his bucket was already filled with thousands of fish.
Black Bull was the most straightforward. It leaned forward, its eyes wide like copper bells.
It occasionally cast its line here and there, seemingly trying to snatch Chen Xun's fish, even though the lake was teeming with sea fish!
Chen Xun's breathing grew heavier. Why was Black Bull constantly interfering with him? Forget it, he thought, it's his own brother. He decided to let it go, hoping it wouldn't get too out of hand.
But things didn't go as he wished.
"Moo?" Black Bull looked puzzled, still wildly casting its line, unaware that it had no bait. Eventually, its fishing line tangled with Chen Xun's.
Chen Xun shook his head and chuckled softly by the lake, but the sound was terrifying, like a suppressed laughter that had been held back for tens of thousands of years, finally erupting at this mont!
He stood up with a roar, directly hugging Black Bull, and shouted with earth-shattering anger, "With strength to lift mountains and unmatched spirit! Xin Black Bull, die for !!"
"Moo?! Moo~~~~"
"Damn it, you're out! Just watch from the side!"
Chen Xun crossed his arms, watching Black Bull thrash in the lake, and scolded, "Xin Black Bull, I've tolerated you long enough. Can you fish properly?"
Black Bull's eyes were hollow, floating on the lake's surface, belly up: "Moo~~"
Chen Xun snorted coldly, taking advantage of the chaos to catch a big fish, which he promptly tossed into his bucket and suppressed with a spell!
Gu Lisheng finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He raised a finger in disbelief, pointing at Chen Xun, his throat rolling continuously.
But he couldn't make a sound because the factory owner seed to be seething with anger.
Song Heng and Little Chi were dumbfounded. The faint mana fluctuation earlier was unmistakable—Chen Xun was fishing amid the chaos! How unethical!
Chen Xun appeared furious, but inside he was secretly delighted. Trading one Xin Black Bull for a fish was a great deal.
"Impressive skill, senior!" Mo Fuyang praised, with an expression that made it seem like it was all true.
"Heh, back in the day, I was known among many fellow Daoists as the Fishing Emperor, catching all the fish in the world, with thousands of fish submitting to ."
Chen Xun waved his hand modestly. Compared to complints about his cultivation prowess, he preferred others to praise his skills outside of cultivation, like painting or dicine.
"Oh? I didn't expect the factory owner to have such a title. It seems you can compete with this young master, the Celestial Angler. It's a pleasure to et a worthy opponent today!"
"Heh, to be honest, I've heard of the Celestial Angler before. It's a pleasure to et you!"
"Pleasure to et you!"
The two clasped their hands in front of everyone, seriously exchanging fishing tips, leaving the onlookers bewildered.
Black Bull flipped over abruptly, staring blankly at Chen Xun on the shore. It almost believed it.
Song Heng, Little Chi, and Mo Fuyang were completely dumbfounded.
It was their first ti seeing soone who could communicate seamlessly with Gu Lisheng. They realized they didn't know Chen Xun well enough...
"Brother Dog, as expected of the factory owner... I'm impressed. To chat so warmly with Gu Chuiniu, I must have had too little contact with Master Dao back then."
"Heh... heh, Fatty, never try to guess Brother Xun's thought process..." Little Chi swallowed secretly, thinking that perhaps only Brother Bull truly understood Brother Xun.
The next day, as the sun rose.
Mo Fuyang waved his robe and shouted, "The first Immaculate Immortal Ridge Fishing Competition belongs to the garbage recycling plant. Factory owner, any objections?!"
"Moo!"
"Brother Bull says he has no objections, hahaha!!"
Chen Xun laughed wildly, standing alone with a bucket and a fish, "The path of the immortal is long and arduous, my fellow cultivators. Thank you for letting win!"
Black Bull was instantly anxious. It didn't agree at all! It rushed forward, biting Chen Xun's sleeve, refusing to let go.
"As expected of the legendary Fishing Emperor, though I lost last night, there's always a next ti. I'll compete with the Fishing Emperor in the next competition!"
Gu Lisheng looked unwilling, having been too focused on discussing the Dao last night, only to be silently outwitted by the Fishing Emperor. "I'll return to my cave abode for closed cultivation today, so I won't stay long!"
With that, Gu Lisheng soared into the sky, still holding his fishing rod. In his anger, he gripped it too tightly, causing a crisp snapping sound in the air, "Ah?!"
He let out a miserable cry in the air, having broken his 'Dao tool,' and hurriedly fled in embarrassnt.
"Celestial Angler, losing to is no sha. Farewell!" Chen Xun laughed heartily towards the distant sky, finding it more thrilling than cultivating immortality.
Song Heng and Little Chi's faces twitched. They had been too focused on internal strife and hadn't caught a single fish, even resorting to using mana. They would have to fight again next ti!
The man and the lion walked away in dejection, but the wild laughter echoed piercingly.
...
Two days later, Chen Xun strolled leisurely around the Immaculate Immortal Ridge, greeting everyone he t:
"Heh, it seems you know I won the first Immaculate Immortal Ridge Fishing Competition and earned the title of Fishing Emperor!"
Especially Black Bull, who was almost closing off its five senses these past two days. Chen Xun's laughter was no different from his singing back then, a veritable demonic sound.
The strong corpses sleeping in the immortal tombs might even rise from the dead to tell him to stop, "I get it!"
Just as Chen Xun was feeling comfortable, resting on a large rock, the Void Transmission Disk suddenly activated. It was Ji Yan.
"Crossing the World, two million mid-grade spirit stones. Tian Li, keep raising the price, no matter how much it takes. I am negotiating with Crossing the World."
"Heh, Ji Yan, you seem busy. Have you heard?"
"Hmm?"
"I won the first Immaculate Immortal Ridge Fishing Competition and earned the title of Fishing Emperor two days ago!"
"......"
Ji Yan instantly fell silent, his usually steady deanor showing a slight change. He then smiled, "I see, congratulations."
"Haha, thank you. Are you at the auction? What caught your eye?"
"A batch of immortal slaves, but I've already spent thirty million mid-grade spirit stones these past two days. The expenses are enormous. I'll personally show you this year's accounts."
"......"
This ti, it was Chen Xun's turn to fall silent, his laughter instantly freezing into a stiff smile. He pretended to be calm, saying, "No problem, spend what needs to be spent, but rember to save where you can. That's important."
"During the auction these past two days, I've been pondering a question. Crossing the World, could you tell the truth?"
"Please, go ahead."
"Does Miss Nangong have any special identity besides being from Trash Island?"
Ji Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. If it were just a garbage recycling plant, it wouldn't be worth them taking such risks under the eyes of the Dao Academy's Dao Child, with multiple parties involved. This matter was definitely not that simple.
Rustle~~
The trees around Chen Xun rustled in the wind. His expression turned cold and calm as he responded, "Of course, but did my third sister encounter any danger?"
He slowly turned to look at Black Bull lying on the ground nearby.
Little Crane's true form was the Crane Spirit Yin-Yang Five Elents Tree, carrying so origins of a small boundary and a grand world, and even harboring a forbidden creature like Filthy Longevity.
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