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My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 891 - 849: Supreme Treasure Fishing Pool (Extra for 8000 monthly votes)
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"Fish bite the bait because they want to eat. What then, are these light balls seeking?"

Sitting cross-legged in the endless starry sky, Ji Shaoli pondered this question.

"From a fleeting glimpse, one can see that within these light balls, there should be items, Techniques, Divine Techniques, battle experiences, and the like."

"..."

"This Fishing Pond might be a Magic Treasure that has set a certain threshold, specifically to distribute rewards."

His gaze swept across the white, cyan, blue, purple, and orange light balls of different colors, Ji Shaoli seemed thoughtful.

"The more valuable things are, the higher the level they belong to. Then, the harder it is to attract them."

"But now, I only have my consciousness remaining. Even if I want to hook those white light balls, I can only rely on luck. Not to mention the higher-level light balls."

After trying many methods, Ji Shaoli still couldn’t add "bait" to the dangling fishing line.

And his luck was really bad.

A long time passed, and not even a white light ball was attracted to him.

And in this starry sky, there seemed to be a time limit as well.

The surrounding starlight became dimmer and dimmer, as if after layers of ripples had dispersed, Ji Shaoli once again returned to the real world.

This time the fishing endeavor ended with an empty hook!

The displeased Ji Shaoli immediately prepared to cast another line, but helplessly remembered that there was only one chance per day to activate the power of the fishing starry sky.

He had no choice but to take a deep breath and wait for tomorrow’s arrival.

In the following ten days, Ji Shaoli took part in fishing every single day.

In total he only hooked six light balls.

Five white and one blue.

Within the white light balls, there were only ores, spiritual herbs, and the like.

Not of much value.

But within the blue light ball, a Jade Scroll was revealed.

"’The Taikang Geng Metal Sword Energy’?"

Ji Shaoli carefully read the content within the Jade Scroll.

"Indeed, it’s not a product of the Xuanhuang World."

This "The Taikang Geng Metal Sword Energy" originated from the Taiyi Realm, from the Divine Sword Sect.

The Taiyi Realm had roughly the same conditions as the Xuanhuang World.

However, there were five Cultivators who had cultivated to the apex who did not ascend to the Immortal World, but transformed into the Dao with their bodies.

They merged with the Heavenly Dao of the Taiyi Realm. The Cultivators of the Taiyi Realm called them the "Five Emperors of the Taiyi".

Taikang was one of these five emperors.

"Can one cultivate this Sword Technique all the way to the Unity Realm with the power of Emperor Taikang?"

"Why is it only blue quality?"

After reading through the Jade Scroll’s content, Ji Shaoli couldn’t help but be slightly astonished.

Only after he tried to cultivate "The Taikang Geng Metal Sword Energy" did he understand.

The so-called adapting to local conditions.

This Sword Technique was a Technique specifically created based on the concrete conditions of the Taiyi Realm. The necessary condition for cultivation was the power of Emperor Taikang.

And the Xuanhuang World, naturally did not have any "Taikang".

Therefore, this Technique naturally could not be cultivated either.

If it weren’t for its Unity-Path quality, it probably would have fallen into the white category.

"This Fishing Pond even reassesses the value of items based on the environment it’s in?" Ji Shaoli couldn’t help but marvel to himself.

Although it was almost as if he had gained nothing, Ji Shaoli was not annoyed.

He observed the fishing process of Zhong Shentong during these ten days.

After all, having contacted the Fishing Pond earlier than him, Zhong Shentong seemed to have grasped some tricks.

Ten opportunities and not a single one was empty.

Although there were only eight white and two blue, it was still much better than Ji Shaoli!

After pondering for a while, Ji Shaoli decided not to continue wasting time.

On this day, after Zhong Shentong had his fill of food and drink and was about to go for an afternoon nap,

His expression suddenly changed.

A golden light shield enveloped the entire temple, including the Fishing Pond within it.

Countless golden snakes of thunder were forming above the sky.

It was as if they would strike down the next moment.

"Master!" the little Daoist washing dishes exclaimed in shock.

"Liuli, quickly come behind your master!" Zhong Shentong grabbed the little Daoist and protected him behind himself.

He then took out a command flag and planted it in the ground.

A yellowish energy formed a sphere, enveloping the two of them.

"Which fellow Daoist might this be? Could you perhaps come out for a meeting?"

"There might be some misunderstanding here!"

Zhong Shentong said loudly.

However, Ji Shaoli could clearly see that, although he said this, he had quietly taken out a small wood sword in his hand.

Even though his realm was higher than the other’s, Ji Shaoli still felt a deadly threat from that small sword.

Ji Shaoli didn’t show himself, but said coldly, "Brother Zhong, if you don’t want the affairs of the fishing pond to become known to everyone."

"I suggest you’d better not resist!"

"Actually, I don’t have any ill intentions."

"Just as a fisherman, I’m equally curious about it, that’s all!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Shentong completely lost his composure.

His biggest secret had been exposed, throwing Zhong Shentong into a panic.

His facial expressions changed continuously, but in the end, he put away the wood sword.

"If that is the case, please come out and meet me! What kind of behavior is this, hiding your head and showing your tail?" he said gravely.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, who knows how many treasures you’ve acquired from that fishing pond. How could I be careless?" Ji Shaoli was not convinced by his words.

Instead, he inquired about the method to fish up higher quality light balls.

"You shouldn’t try to deceive me, either; I am well aware of your gains over these ten days," Ji Shaoli said with a playful tone.

Zhong Shentong’s heart sunk completely.

The other party had been watching him for so many days, and he hadn’t noticed at all.

This fact alone proved that the other party’s strength must far surpass his own.

Such overwhelming strength, yet still so cautious and wary...

Zhong Shentong couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

With no other choice, he had to share the insights he had summarized.

"On the fishing pond, the more times you cast your rod, the stronger the connection you form with it becomes."

"There may have been other ways to increase the connection directly in the past. But now, one can only rely on repetition and time to grind it out."

"Once the connection is strengthened to a certain degree, one can use their own ’intention’ as bait, attracting the surrounding light balls."

"The light balls seem to have spirituality, sensing the content within the ’intention’ of the bait."

...

Zhong Shentong honestly confessed.

On the side, Ji Shaoli listened carefully while discerning the truth in his words.

"You don’t need to worry about me tricking you, just try it out for yourself," he said.

"Ever since I discovered the secret of this fishing pond, I knew I couldn’t monopolize it alone forever."

Zhong Shentong sighed deeply.

"It’s just a pity that this fishing pond seems to blend with heaven and earth, firmly fixed in place. It cannot be moved or taken away."

"Otherwise..."

Zhong Shentong spoke with a sense of helplessness.

"I only hope that you will spare Liuli’s life. If you must kill, kill me instead," he pleaded.

At this moment, Ji Shaoli finally revealed himself.

"Hehe, Brother Zhong should still put away the magic treasure,"

"I don’t have the intention to monopolize the secrets of this place, either."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Shentong showed a look of suspicion.

Nevertheless, he still covertly held on to a Gold Purple Gourd in his hand, not letting go.

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