Chapter 1182 - Please Wait, Fellow Daoist
The banks of the lake of lava.
Su Yi took out his wicker chair and sprawled out comfortably. Then, he picked up the golden fishing rod and looked it over. He couldn’t help but shake his head.
It was refined out of Profound Yang Gold. Rare as that was, it wasn’t at all useful for catching Yin Dragon Carp.
Su Yi then turned his attention to the basket. Three Yin Spirit Carp were swimming inside it, and it was full of extraordinary spirituality. “The fishing rod isn't much, but the fish basket is actually quite decent. It’s woven out of immortal spiritmist threads, and it’s a true World King-level secret treasure.” contemporary romance
He took one of the fish at random.
Its entire body was white and snowy, save for its golden eyes. It had a dragon’s scales and whiskers, and its body was covered in natural mysterious Dao Markings.
These spirit fish were considered Xiantian Divine Lifeforms, and they emanated extremely cold Yin energy. They were extremely rare.
“Just three thousand years. It’s still immature, but it can still help nourish my organs.” Su Yi drew his finger over the fish’s stomach. A drop of fresh, golden blood formed, but before it fell, Su Yi caught it in a jade bottle.
The Yin Dragon Carp struggled violently, but in the end, it was to no avail.
Once he’d finished bleeding the fish, Su Yi took out the Tiny Heart of the Cosmos and removed its scales and whiskers before cutting it open down the midline.
Snowy flesh entered his field of view, and a clear fragrance and misty Dao Light rose into the air. The sight set him salivating.
Su Yi’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.
Still, he didn’t rush. He used his sword to cut the fish into slices as thin as a cicada’s wing. While he was at it, he extracted the bones and tied them to the fish hook.
Only then did he take out a jug of wine, pick up a piece of white, crystalline fish, and put it in his mouth.
The chilled, tender flesh was soft and fresh, with a hint of sweetness. When he chewed, the overflowing power of the Grand Dao coursed through his mouth, as if he’d ingested immortal dew. Even his tastebuds seemed to relax.
After the first bite of fish entered his stomach, all of Su Yi’s pores opened, and his qi, essence, and spirit felt light and airy. His heart felt soothed, and a feeling of satisfaction rose within him. “It’s been a long time since I last savored such a delicacy...”
He sipped from his jug of wine. The mellow flavor and biting potency of the alcohol combined with the icy freshness of the fish, and together, they were too wondrous for words.
Su Yi dug in with relish, and in a few blinks of the eye, he’d consumed the whole Yin Dragon Carp.
Within his body, his qi rumbled and boomed. Every inch of his skin shone with Dao Light and misty radiance as his cultivation base transformed before his very eyes.
The benefits of Yin Dragon Carp were comparable to Grand Dao Elixirs!
Su Yi had yet to get his fill, so he tossed the fish hook laden with bones back into the lava.
Then, he took another fish from the basket and prepared it as he had the first, drinking all the while and thoroughly enjoying himself.
He felt entirely relaxed and at ease. His entire body seemed lighter.
Before long, the lava churned violently. The school of carp at the center of the lake swarmed toward the bones on the golden fish hook as if they’d gone mad.
They pulled so hard, they almost tugged the fishing rod out of Su Yi’s hands.
“If you can’t bear to part with your child, how can you bait a wolf?” laughed Su Yi. “Without sacrificing those fish bones, how could I have driven the Yin Dragon Carp to madness?”
Yin Dragon Carp were typically extremely crafty, so ordinary bait was all but useless.
But seeing the bones of their own kind drove them mad, stripping them of their rationality.
The Temple Master had once used this method to provoke them out amongst the stars, letting him catch dozens of Yin Dragon Carp at once for a sumptuous feast.
Before long, Su Yi reeled in the fishing line. His wrist shook.
Whoosh!
He raised the fishing line into the air and found three Yin Dragon Carp on the golden hook. They’d bitten down on the fish bones, and they stubbornly refused to let go.
But in the end, all of them fell prey to Su Yi and wound up in the fish basket.
In the time that followed, Su Yi fished, ate what he caught, and drank. It was joyous indeed! Just an hour later, he'd caught more than ten Yin Dragon Carp. He ate four and drank an entire jug of wine.
His cultivation base was like an overflowing cup as he naturally broke into the late-stage Profound Unity Realm!
Once he’d finished his breakthrough, he circulated his qi to stabilize his newly advanced cultivation base.
This was a stroke of good fortune.
Had Su Yi simply cultivated bitterly in seclusion in the Grotto of Abstruse Force, this breakthrough would have taken him three to five months at least.
Yet here in the outer ring of the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals, there was unimaginable good fortune around every corner. All he needed to do was seize these opportunities to soar!
Of course, that was on the precondition that he survived.
Take the Thousand Currents Wastelands. This was still the outer ring of the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals, but even Imperial Apex cultivators were all but doomed if they entered recklessly!
“Later on, I’ll give a few fish to the Heavensdeath Demon Empress. I’ll bring a few back for the others to try too.” Su Yi could tell that after reaching the late-stage Profound Unity Realm, refining the Yin Spirit Carp was far less effective than before.
The fish could only carry him so far. After this, their effects would only decrease.
But Su Yi didn’t stop here. This was a rare opportunity. He didn’t plan to catch every last fish in the lake, but he was still going to try and catch a few more.
While he was at it, Su Yi plucked a few Nine-Colored Divine Lotuses, only to discover that their seeds weren’t yet mature. They might well have been rare treasures to most Emperors, but to Su Yi, they weren’t of much use.
Suddenly, a rain of golden light fell, catching Su Yi’s attention.
It originated from the red-robed man’s belongings.
He hadn’t left much behind: a spatial ring, a golden bamboo slip, and miscellaneous medicines and divine materials.
The storage ring contained a big pile of World King-level spirit pith and various other goods used for cultivation. Added together, they were worth cities.
Moreover, the ring contained nine Dark and Gold Tokens!
There was no doubt about it. The red-robed man and his subordinates had hunted down eight trial-takers.
And the rain of light originated from that golden bamboo slip. Su Yi picked it up, and after a cursory examination, he realized that it was.
A Psychic Gold Tablet!
A treasure refined out of Psychic Golden Bamboo, an unparalleled divine material!
If he used his divine sense to carve words on its surface, he could communicate with others carrying linked Psychic Golden Tablets, no matter where they were.
Su Yi inserted his divine sense and saw line after line of text.
“I’ve already joined up with Fellow Daoist Yun Hongzi of the Primordial Unity Daoist Sect. We’ve decided to take the Temple Master’s reincarnation down tomorrow.”
This line of text was labeled with the name “Luo Zihong.”
“Count me in. I’ll meet up with you once I’ve killed the evil spirit in Blacklight Cave,” came another line of text. This one was marked “Yan Feng.”
Luo Zihong: “And my other fellow Daoists? Any plans?”
One response after another followed.
Mo Rongshan, “I’m currently interacting with a Custodian. I hope to obtain his approval. Once I succeed, I’ll meet up with you and help you fight Su Yi!”
Qian Chuan: “What a joke. By the time you get here, who knows where Su Yi will have run off to?”
Wang Mi: “No need to push yourself. We’ve already gathered six World Kings! Killing Su Yi will be no harder than turning over our hands! And once we’ve dealt with him, we can share the secrets of reincarnation amongst ourselves!”
Meng Changyun: “Why isn’t Fellow Daoist Wen Bei saying anything? Don’t tell me he’s still fishing for Yin Dragon Carp?”
When Su Yi saw this, his gaze turned a bit strange. These old-timers are actually using the Psychic Gold Tablets to plot my demise!
There’s no doubt about it. Wen Bei must have been that red-robed guy I just killed.
Su Yi thought for a moment, then carved a line of text onto Wen Bei’s Psychic Golden Tablet. “Who’s closest to me? I’ll go find you, and we can travel together.”
His heart surged with murderous intent as he decided to turn their trap against them and kill as many as he could.
“Wen Bei, have you gone senile?” asked Meng Changyun. “It was just yesterday that you told me to come find you. I’ve almost reached the Thousand Currents Wasteland, but now you want to leave? What, are you playing with me?”
Su Yi paused, stunned, then wrote on the golden tablet, “Come quickly! I can’t wait to kill Su Yi much longer!”
“I’ll be there within ten minutes. Remember to save me a few Yin Dragon Carp as compensation!” said Meng Changyun.
Here, Luo Zihong added, “After you two meet up, please come to Greenwood Ridge. The rest of us will gather there.”
“Alright,” said Meng Changyun.
Su Yi responded too. “Okay.”
Then, he couldn’t help but laugh. How interesting!
He stroked his jaw, a strange look on his face. With this Psychic Gold Tablet, I can use Wen Bei’s identity to fish without fear of discovery!
Oh, but is this overly insidious of me?
A moment later, he shook his head. How is this insidious? They colluded against me first. I’m just giving as good as I got.
Less than an hour later, someone soared in over the distant horizon.
An old man in dark robes. He carried a feather fan, and he had the air of a Daoist immortal.
Meng Changyun.
He was a high elder of the Heavenly Prayer Star Realm’s Falling Cloud Sword Sect, and his cultivation was in the mid-stage Heavenly Longevity Realm.
Meng Changyun stopped while he was still quite far away, stunned. He scanned the area around the lake of lava, but the only person he saw was a young man fishing by the shore. There was no one else around.
“My young friend, are you here alone?” Meng Changyun shot over and asked with an amiable smile.
Su Yi smiled back. “Indeed.”
“Oh,” said Meng Changyun. Inwardly, he was furious. That bastard Wen Bei. Don’t tell me he’s toying with me on purpose?
A moment later, he glanced at the basket beside Su Yi and saw several dozen Yin Spirit Carp swimming around inside. He exclaimed, “My young friend...did you catch all those yourself?”
Su Yi smiled. “That’s right.”
“Impressive!” exclaimed Meng Changyun. Inwardly, he was starting to get suspicious. Something didn’t seem right here.
Wen Bei and the other Studio of the Heart cultivators were nowhere to be seen, yet for some reason, a young man was here fishing alone. That alone was strange.
After all, this was the Thousand Currents Wasteland! Here, even World Kings like Meng Changyun had to proceed with caution.
But now, a young Profound Unity Realm cultivator was fishing leisurely. There was even a pile of fish bones beside him; he’d obviously been at it for quite some time. This was far too strange!
That aside, Meng Changyun noticed the vestiges of battle throughout the surrounding area.
His heart jumped, and he was increasingly certain that something was amiss.
“Well, carry on with your fishing, my young friend. This old man won’t disturb you any longer.” Meng Changyun smiled, bade farewell, and turned to leave.”
“Please wait, Fellow Daoist.”
The young man called out to him, but this only made Meng Changyun increasingly aware that something wasn’t right. He picked up the pace and ran like mad!
