NOVPUBThe probability of fishing up treasures from the Fishing Pond has nothing to do with the height of one’s cultivation level.
It is more about the sincerity of fishing and the understanding of the "art of fishing."
In fact, the more one desires, the less likely they are to fish up their intended targets.
In short, it is profound and mysterious, similar to ordinary fishing.
The winners of the Imperial Fishing Competition will be arranged to fish in the Fishing Pond.
Most of these people are only Energy Refining Cultivators at most, the highest among them not surpassing the Nascent Soul Transformation Realm.
With their perception and knowledge, they could hardly imagine that this insignificant little pond could possess the level of an Immortal Instrument, or even yield World-class Treasures.
All of their gains, they would naturally attribute as gifts from the Great Emperor.
And there is no need to worry that someone among them will, like Elder Stone Plate of the 119th generation, foolishly use the Fishing Pond to attempt an understanding of the Dao of Fishing. Thus, provoking the reaction of the Nameless Immortals behind it and being fished away themselves.
For the treasures fished up from the pond, apart from a few that Li Ping would take interest in, the rest he would hand over for the fishermen themselves to use. He might even focus on cultivating them.
"This lifetime, let me see if the treasures within this Fishing Pond are truly endless. And..."
"Whether the Creation of all heavens can truly overpower Xuan Huang!"
His gaze fell upon the tens of thousands within Sacred Capital City, all holding different fishing rods, eager to try, and Li Ping seemed to see countless supreme treasures from the starry skies, flying into the Holy Dynasty.
At the same time as the Imperial Fishing Competition was held in a closely knit fashion.
In the northwest frontier of Yong Yun Province, a desolate mountain.
Inside the ruined temple at the peak, Zhong Shentong, who had swung his rod yet returned empty-handed, suddenly felt a hint of drowsiness.
Just as he was about to call for Daoist Luli, he discovered that she too had fallen into a deep sleep.
Zhong Shentong smiled, checked the Protective Array of the small temple to ensure that there were no issues,
Then lazily began to nap on the lounge chair.
He did not know how much time had passed...
When he awoke inexplicably, he was already in a dark unknown space!
Subconsciously wanting to take out his cherished protective treasure from his Storage Ring, he discovered that at some point his clothes had been stripped clean, leaving him bare!
Zhong Shentong’s face twitched, knowing he was thoroughly trapped. His opponent was ruthless, giving him no chance.
"But I’m still alive, which indicates that the other party doesn’t intend to take my life. On the surface, I’m nothing more than an Energy Refining Cultivator nearing his limit, destitute and down on my luck, an easy target, so it must be because of the Fishing Pond?"
Zhong Shentong’s thoughts raced, quickly gaining clarity. Despite racking his brain, he could not figure out how the news of this Supreme Treasure leaked.
Without any warning!
"Right, where is Luli?"
Zhong Shentong, who practically regarded the little child he had fished from the Fishing Pond and who had taken a human form, as his only kin, was now undoubtedly caught in dire straits, and her situation seemed beyond hope...
When Zhong Shentong was in a turmoil of emotions, a voice of extreme coldness suddenly resounded in the pitch-black space.
"Break through to the Foundation Establishment Phase within seven days."
"Otherwise, die!"
There was no intention of communicating with Zhong Shentong, only these two sentences were said, and then there was no more sound.
However, the surrounding cold killing intent, which seemed almost tangible, made Zhong Shentong understand that this was no mere test.
If I couldn’t break through successfully, I would indeed be killed!
"I’ve been stuck at the Final Stage of Energy Refining for over fifty years. On the surface, I seem old and hopeless for a breakthrough. Any sane person wouldn’t make such a demand of me. Unless..."
"He must have guessed that I’m practicing the Life and Death Mysterious Skill!"
The more Zhong Shentong thought about it, the more unfathomable he found the mastermind behind the scenes. Despite never having met him before, the opponent seemed to have an intimate understanding of his every detail.
...
Just as Zhong Shentong was engulfed in endless terror,
In another pitch-black space, Daoist Child Liuli seemed still unaware of the danger looming over her, sleeping soundly.
Li Ping suddenly appeared before her, quietly observing her.
After a while, Li Ping spoke indifferently, "Daoist Bai Hua, please reveal yourself."
All was quiet, with no response.
Li Ping narrowed his eyes, "Do I need to say it a third time, Sect Master of Celestial Lotus Sect from WanSheng Realm?"
His tone was light, but it struck someone like a thunderbolt.
Finally ceasing to hide, bursts of golden light shone, and a figure emerged from Daoist Child Liuli’s body.
Daoist of the Hundred Blossoms stared intently at Li Ping, "Who exactly are you?"
Certainly, she had never met this person before. Yet, he could precisely and accurately identify her...
For a moment, many figures flashed through Bai Hua’s spirit consciousness, but none fit the profile.
"Merely fellow wanderers of the starry sky who have lost their homelands. The past is gone; why must you delve into it?" he said.
His words allowed Daoist Bai Hua’s mind to drift even further, as if returning to the horrific times when one destruction after another had erupted.
"What matters more is the future," the man continued, capturing Bai Hua’s full attention.
"The future?"
"In the present Star Ocean of the Abyss, this place remains the sole sanctuary. But the Xuanhuang World of today is no longer the Xuanhuang World of the past. After years of continuous piecing together and merging with remnants of other worlds, this New Xuanhuang World has long deviated from the conventional concept of the Immortal Cultivation World," Li Ping spoke with a somber tone.
"If you search carefully, perhaps you could even find fragments of the WanSheng Realm from the past."
Bai Hua’s expression changed, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"If the Xuanhuang World has absorbed remnants of other worlds... then the New Xuanhuang World should rightfully have a place for us as well. If they refuse, then we must fight for it ourselves," Li Ping declared proudly.
"The native power of the Xuanhuang World is too vast; we have a chance to take back what’s ours only if we unite."
"Besides WanSheng Realm, I’ve also found daoists from the Celestial Mechanism World..." Li Ping went on.
Daoist Bai Hua seemed visibly moved by his words.
"If the Xuanhuang World has indeed absorbed the fragments of our world to resist the Immortal Ruins, then this place can truly be considered my new home."
A surge of emotion welled up in Bai Hua’s heart, the uncontrollable sentiment of someone who had been adrift for years and had suddenly found a new refuge.
"But... Cultivators from the Xuanhuang World aren’t so easy to talk to." After pondering, Daoist Bai Hua was still hesitant. She could vaguely remember how years ago, a wandering immortal alone had kept them, the survivors from various realms, at bay.
Although times had changed, and the whereabouts of that wandering immortal were unknown, the Xuanhuang World had recently witnessed the rise of a new Celestial Dharma Bearer...
Could they, the outsiders, really have their way against Him?
