God Of Fishing

by Stayrr

In a world where humanity lives in suspended space, children undergo a fishing test when they come of age. Those with immaculate talents have the possibility of becoming great fishing masters. In the endless sea, every life is imbued with a sacred mission. There are fish that can fly, turtles that have absorbed the worldly essence, and whales that can devour the heaven and earth…

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God Of Fishing

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In a world where humanity lives in suspended space, children undergo a fishing test when they come of age. Those with immaculate talents have the possibility of becoming great fishing masters.

In the endless sea, every life is imbued with a sacred mission. There are fish that can fly, turtles that have absorbed the worldly essence, and whales that can devour the heaven and earth… There are also countless fishers.

Fishing is an art.

There is an ancient saying: If you can't fish, you might as well be bait.

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Chapter 1: The Drowned Young Man

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"Haul it up! We'll be rich if you get it up!"

Amidst the surging waves, Han Fei was shouting excitedly against the wind on his boat.

"Who knows, we might know what lies in store in that map today."

Han Fei was a gold digger on the sea. Seven years ago, he accidentally picked up an ancient treasure map while fishing. The map captivated him and told him that there was a great secret, possibly a medieval shipwreck, in the marked spot on the map. If he could claim the treasure, he would live the rest of his life without ever needing to worry about money.

Han Fei craned his head at the sea. His boat had been surrounded by countless fish, including several hundred sharks, since it came here, or he would've dived in personally.

Dong…

Suddenly, a sailor shouted, "Not good, boss! Something is dragging us down! It's alive!"

Han Fei replied, "Alive my ass! How can anything be alive after hundreds of years?"

Crack!

An enormous force broke the keel of the boat, throwing Han Fei and company to the rails heavily.

A sailor cried, "Hurry! Cut the rope!"

Han Fei yelled with bloodshot eyes, "F*k off! Pull it up! We're going to die anyway! I would rather take a look at the treasure before that!"

Han Fei knew that he was doomed after he heard the crack. So, he had turned completely crazy and was determined to see the treasure.

Another sailor cursed. "F*ck you! I'm here to make money, not to get myself killed!"

Caught by the unexpected danger, everybody was stunned.

Waves were surging on the surface of the ocean.

Han Fei, however, noticed none of it—only a shadow below the water. What was that?

A round item several meters long rose to the surface… Why did it look like a strange calabash?

As a professional fisherman, he knew the ocean as well as he knew his own house, and he was certain that it was not a calabash. After all, no calabashes could remain unrotten after being soaked in seawater for so many years. He believed that it was more likely to be a calabash-shaped wreck.

Hum…

An enormous force surged again and flipped the boat over. Han Fei fell into the ocean.

However, an accident happened the next second…

A thick pillar of water rose to the sky, and the boat was immediately elevated.

Flying to the sky in the water pillar, Han Fei panicked.

The most titanic fish head appeared in the water.

He swore that he had never seen a fish as large. Its head alone was bigger than a boat. Even the largest blue whale couldn't compare to it.Despite his dizziness, Han Fei felt that something was pulling him into the ocean. He was both excited and scared when he thought of the bloodcurdling behemoth down there.

He saw a crab several meters long running to him when he was dying.

Huh? Isn't it supposed to be a fish? Why is it a crab? Those were Han Fei's last thoughts."Pu… Cough, cough…"

Somebody was calling him as if from a distance. "Han Fei, wake up! Brother, wake up!"

After spewing out he didn't know how much water, Han Fei finally woke up from unconsciousness. His head was aching and full of thousands of strange pictures and memories that did not belong to him.

Opening his eyes, Han Fei gasped at the sky.

A boundless ocean stretched out to the horizon, illuminated by a crimson sun that covered half of the sky. Scattered clouds dangled from the sky like long, uncombed hair.

Hiss…

"Where the hell am I? What's that thing in the sky?"

Han Fei was appalled. The enormous fish a moment ago and the unbelievably large sun right now were surreal to him.

However, they were not everything.

BAM!

After an explosion, a middle-aged man emerged from the water on a giant crab with a fishing pole in his hand.

Han Fei was shocked. The crab floated on the surface, and the middle-aged man stood on top of it. As he stomped, ripples spread out on the ocean alongside an intimidating wind.

The water splashed upward, and a fish broke out of it. The fish was two meters long, with fins that looked like wings. It also had greenish stones all over its body.

Hiu! Hiu! Hiu!

Suddenly, all the greenish stones on the fish darted toward the man.

"Crab King's Pincers!"

The man roared and, lowering his body, threw out a punch. Immediately, a pincer shadow was pushed out, blowing up the fishing pole and the flying stones simultaneously. The two-meter-long fish was cut into halves. One of the halves fell right before Han Fei.

Han Fei's eyes bulged in shock.

"Humph…"

A middle-aged harrumphed. "Pulled by a green turtle into the ocean… You're daydreaming if you think you can pass the trial with such a performance."

A young man next to Han Fei hurried to explain, "Master Wang Jie, it was only because Han Fei's arm was hurt by a blade fish the other day…"

The middle-aged man waved his hand. "No need to explain to me. The fish in the ocean do not listen to your reason. A level-two fisher is as good as nothing."

It was not until this moment that Han Fei realized he was lying on a strange boat. Dozens of similarly strange boats were strewn on the ocean nearby, and many children in strange clothes were standing on them.

The children were all wearing tight clothes that looked like diving suits regardless of their gender, except that their clothes did not have oxygen tanks. Those children were also looking at him in disdain.

Next second, when he saw his own hand, his eyes twitched.

Huh? Why is my hand so small?

Have I transmigrated?

A young man said in concern, "It's alright as long as you're fine."

Before Han Fei was able to ask, the middle-aged stepped out and landed on an empty boat in front of everyone, then he spoke to the dozens of boats with a book in his hand.

"Zhang Qing, a level-four fisher. Fishing result: a low-quality yellow fish."

"Lu Lingzhi, a level-five fisher. Fishing result: a mid-quality green turtle."

"Tang Ge, a level-seven fisher. Fishing result: a high-quality tentacle lobster."

Everyone gasped in disbelief at the result.

"What? A tentacle lobster? How dare he? The tentacle lobster is known as the lobster of death. It's much more destructive than blade fish. He actually caught one?"

Some people said enviously, "Tang Ge was only level six last month, but he's level seven now. It's so fast."

A girl put her fist on her chest and commented, "Wow! Tang Ge is so awesome! He's the genius of our school! He's almost certain to be a fishing master later."

As people whispered to each other, Han Fei looked at the young man next to him—Tang Ge.

I've transmigrated?

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei recalled countless memories.

Tang Ge, his great friend, was saved by his father eight years ago and had been his close friend since. Pitifully, his father passed away in the unknown world beyond the level-three fishery. Tang Ge had been taking care of him since then.

Han Fei took another deep breath. He had assumed the body of a useless man who was drowned. However, this world seemed interesting.

Right then, Wang Jie looked at Han Fei and said, "Han Fei, a level-two fisher, got nothing. Besides, Han Fei was the only person who was pulled into the ocean by a green turtle. He has failed the test. If he cannot pass the Fishing Trial a month from now, he will be expelled."

"Hahaha…"

Many people laughed, regarding Han Fei as a friend.

A girl simply scolded, "Han Fei, please stop wasting Tang Ge's cultivation resources. You're only holding him back."

Infuriated, Tang Ge was about to argue with her, when Han Fei pulled his arm.

Now that his memories had been assimilated, he would rather not keep lying there pretending to be dead. This world was strange, but as an adventurer who had fought pirates and sharks on the sea, Han Fei was not scared at all.

Han Fei sneered, "Did I eat your yellow fish? It's none of your business."

Everybody fell quiet instantly.

Tang Ge looked at Han Fei in shock. Han Fei had been taciturn since his father left. He barely talked, much less talked back.

The girl almost jumped up in fury, hoping to rip Han Fei's mouth apart with her fishing hook.

At this moment, Hu Kun said cynically, "Hey, Han Fei! Take your time feeling good about yourself, but a month from now, you won't even be qualified to look up to us as a low-level fisher. What are you so proud of?"

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Chapter 2: Demon Purification Pot

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"That's enough!"

Wang Jie roared, "Tang Ge, bring him back. The Fishing Trial is only a month from now, and you are still bickering? Go back and train!"This planet was covered in ocean, and human beings lived on mountains that floated in the sky. Everybody made a living by fishing. They could absorb the spiritual energy and marvelous power within the fish and become fishing masters, thereby reaching the peak of this world.

The middle-aged man, Wang Jie, was precisely a fishing master. He taught in a school in Heavenly Water Village. He was also a part-time supervisor of the general fishery.

The fishery below Han Fei's feet was the only general fishery of Heavenly Water Village. It was hardly risky, but some people died here almost every day.

The ocean represented opportunities as well as danger.

Even general fisheries had countless creatures that had natural-born combative techniques.

Green turtles were covered in stones and fought with them when in danger.

Blade fish had knives on their back and could dart the knives at the enemy.

The pincers of the tentacle lobster were sharp enough to cut gold.

It was said that in level-one fisheries, there were fish that looked like swords. They had claimed too many lives.

Of course, there were also shocking rumors. Some described the gigantic monsters in the unknown ocean, some mentioned the rare treasures at the bottom of the abyss, and some were about the undersea mermaids that had dominated the ocean for eons.

However, Han Fei had never seen any of those in person, so he couldn't tell if the rumors were true.

Tang Ge helped Han Fei get on an empty boat.

Tang Ge said, "It's all right. That was just an accident. We still have time. You're going to pass the trial next time."

Han Fei was about to say something, when he found himself flying.

To be more exact, the boat was flying.

Han Fei was meaning to ask why the boat could fly, but he found the answer in his head.

This kind of boat was designed for fishing, and they were going to Heavenly Water Village, which was located on an island floating in the sky.

Tang Ge asked worriedly, "Han Fei, are you alright? Were you unsettled under the sea?"

"I'm fine. I just feel that everything is like a dream."

Tang Ge had a nagging feeling that Han Fei had turned a little odd, but Han Fei responded that he was over his trauma, leading to a change in personality.

Han Fei was reluctant to tell him that his brother had already died and someone else would live on in his body.

While Han Fei was thinking, the boat passed through the clouds, allowing him to see the mountain floating in the sky.

Countless boats were hanging off the cliff. Above, many boats were coming and going.

Han Fei was too shocked by the extraordinary view to speak. It seemed to be a scene from legends. Although he had memories of it, his heart was still pounding after seeing it for real.Several minutes later, the boat landed on the ocean, ripples spreading.

Everybody had to register here when they left for the ocean or returned.

Most people had stock when they returned, and the merchants were waiting for them here, so this place was also the biggest trade center in the village. Everybody was smiling even though the stink of fish did not smell too good. After all, they could make good money out of it.

Han Fei clicked his tongue when he saw the prosperous town and heard the noises. Was this Heavenly Water Village?

As he recalled, Heavenly Water Village had six hundred thousand people, and it was just a village. How many villages and cities were out there in this world? How many people were living in the sky?

For Han Fei, everything was too new.

With Tang Ge leading the way, the two of them registered in the departure port and returned to their house.

Han Fei's house was a shabby yard with a coverage of only some twenty square meters. Right behind the house was a bottomless cliff.

His nearest neighbor was several hundred meters away. The house seemed to have been isolated.

He looked behind the house and saw infinite clouds. Half of the sky was blocked by the enormous sun. The mist at sunset was enchanting.

Tang Ge picked up a few big clams from the water tank in the house and pulled a bucket of water out of Han Fei's bed.

"Han Fei, the clams are being boiled for you. Wait for me. I'll be back soon."

Han Fei nodded with a smile.

Clams were the most common food for the residents here. They were succulent and in huge supply, enough to keep most people fed despite their lack of spiritual energy.

An hour passed.

Han Fei was going to pour the clams and the soup out, but he was stunned after he lifted the pot cover, because he saw a series of data.

Name Regular Clam Soup

Level One

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 24 points

Effect This food can keep you from starving. Nothing more.

Han Fei rubbed his eyes. Is it my talent?

He took a deep breath. Tang Ge must be coming back soon. He'd better study it later.

He found two pearls in the pot. Han Fei smiled casually. The mediocre pearls could be sold for twenty sea coins. What could twenty sea coins buy? Two or three regular clams. There was absolutely nothing else in Han Fei's house.

Soon, Tang Ge entered with a bowl of soup in his hand. The aroma of the food immediately filled the room.

Han Fei grinned. "You're giving your Swallowed Spirit Soup to me again?"

Looking at the soup in Tang Ge's hand, Han Fei's eyes twitched again.

Name Swallowed Spirit Soup

Level Eight

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 48 points

Effect Training efficiency will be improved by 20% for three hours after this is taken.

Han Fei swallowed. My whole pot of soup is not as effective as that tiny bowl?

Swallowed Spirit Soup was made with the spirit-swallowing fish in the level-one fishery. Such fish were not aggressive and could absorb natural spiritual energy. Their soup could fill people with spiritual energy. It was very helpful in cultivation.

Tang Ge did not think it was a big deal. "It's nothing. I can easily pass the trial. My soul will be awakened a month from now. Do you think I care about a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup?"

Han Fei had heard about the trial too many times.

As he recalled, everybody had to go through a Fishing Trial where elimination basically meant death when they were twelve. Only one who survived and passed the trial could awaken their soul, acquire their spiritual beast, and fish in the level-one fisheries. Otherwise, they could only live the rest of their life as a regular fisher.

The Fishing Trial was only one month from now, and Han Fei could barely survive it. So, as the most distinguished genius, Tang Ge often gave his resources to Han Fei for Han Fei's cultivation.

However, Han Fei's body was too unworthy. He was only a level-two fisher today. Level-two fishermen were essentially the ordinary people in this world. Few people were more untalented than him.

Han Fei finished the soup quickly under Tang Ge's earnest gaze. The soup was fresh and salty, but he felt that his body was warmed up as he drank it. After only a brief moment, his body was refilled with energy and steaming faintly.

Hiss…

Han Fei was amazed by the glimmer on his hand. Was it the so-called spiritual energy? Am I glowing?

He knew that everybody in this world was a cultivator, but it still felt quite wonderful to experience it in person for the first time.

Tang Ge, on the other hand, chuckled. "How does it feel? When do you think you can become a level-three fisher?"

"I wasted a lot of time when I was upset, but I've learned to move on. I think I will make it soon!"

After drinking up the Swallowed Spirit Soup, Han Fei had another two clams and finally felt full.

Tang Ge still needed to check the results at school, so he left in a hurry, allowing Han Fei to shut the door.

Han Fei sat on the bed eagerly. What would cultivation feel like? Exciting and fun?

If someone else were in the room, they would be surprised at the calabash tattoo on Han Fei's wrist that even had leaves and vines.

Han Fei recited Soul Fishing, the only art that he knew, but his wrist hurt the moment he got started.

He opened his eyes, only to see the calabash tattoo on his wrist.

"Are you haunting me?"

The next moment, Han Fei saw another set of data displayed by the so-called Demon Purification Pot…

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Chapter 3: Strength Matters Most

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Demon Purification Pot

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Two (Beginner Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 48 (48)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, Incomplete (Upgradeable)

Main Art: Soul Fishing (Repairable)

Han Fei was quite surprised. Demon Purification Pot? What was the calabash on his wrist about?

On one side of the series of data, there was a glittering option that said "Arts."

Han Fei clicked "Arts" curiously.

Existing Arts:

Soul Fishing (Incomplete)

Level one of Immobilization (Incomplete)

Note: This generic ancient art is now incomplete after the passage of time. Repairing it will cost 1,000 points of spiritual energy.

Han Fei's eyes immediately glowed. Am I favored by fate?

His joy did not last long.

When Han Fei noticed his 48 points of spiritual energy and realized the gap between it and one thousand, he was lost for words.

Then, seeing "Repairable" behind the name of the art, he thought he might as well try repairing it.

When he thought about that, his 48 points were immediately reduced to zero, and the hazy picture was gone.

Gululu…

"I'm so hungry!"

Han Fei felt that the world was spinning and he was about to fall over. His overflowing spiritual energy vanished all of a sudden.

Han Fei staggered to the table and ate the unfinished clams. He didn't feel better until he gulped down all the clams and his spiritual energy turned to 12 points.

However, to his exasperation, the data regarding the clams left him wishing he were dead. They were merely at level one, barely enough to fill his stomach.

"Four points are too few. What does 'absorbable' mean here?"

When he thought about that, Han Fei realized that the clam before him lost something. He checked his own data, only to discover that his spiritual energy became 16 points.

The clam's information had totally changed.

Name Unfresh Clam

Level One

Quality Bad

Spiritual Energy 0 points

Effect This food can keep you from starving. Nothing more.

"I can do this?"

Han Fei was surprised. Do I only need to touch the clams and not eat them?

Instead of touching all the other clams immediately, Han Fei murmured, "The Demon Purification Pot can directly absorb spiritual energy? Does it mean that I'll have infinite spiritual energy as long as there's enough seafood? If I can absorb clams, can I absorb flowers, grass, or stone?"

Then, Han Fei focused on his Spiritual Heritage, which was Level One, Incomplete. Was it the reason why he hadn't been able to improve?

Seeing that there were still some clams in the tank, Han Fei thought of repairing his Spiritual Heritage, only to discover that it would also cost 1,000 points of spiritual energy.

Han Fei was lost for words. Where can I find 1,000 points of spiritual energy?

He focused his eyes on the clams again.

Several minutes later, he touched all the clams, and his spiritual energy reached 52 points.

Wait, the amount of spiritual energy can surpass the capacity of my body?

Han Fei was shocked. It meant that he would have inexhaustible spiritual energy as long as he stored enough, whereas other people had to rest and recover after their spiritual energy was used up.

However, Han Fei gave up the idea soon, because he did not have even close to enough seafood for absorption!

Cleaning up all the clam shells, Han Fei sat on bed again, ready for cultivation.

This time, Han Fei dare not repair any art. He merely glimpsed and noticed a progress bar that had moved forward a bit. It must've been because he consumed 48 points of spiritual energy just now. He read on and saw new information.

Existing Arts:

Soul Fishing (Incomplete)

Level one of Immobilization (Incomplete)

Note: The generic ancient art is now incomplete after the passage of time. Repairing it will cost 1,000 points of spiritual energy.

Superseding Art: Void Fishing

Progress: 48/1000

Han Fei clicked his tongue. Fine, I'd better cultivate by myself!

Han Fei sat cross-legged on the bed.

The calabash appeared faintly on his wrist again, but not as painfully as before.

In his meditation, Han Fei felt something cool in the air flowing into his body.

After a long time, Han Fei, who was in the middle of his cultivation, suddenly lay back and fell asleep.

BAM…

Han Fei was sound asleep when his door was kicked open by a ferocious-looking fatty, who pointed at Han Fei and roared, "Here you are! You're still sleeping? You think you're the boss? Go to the general fishery in an hour! Don't think you can stay home because you're ill! Don't come back tonight if you can't complete your mission!"

Han Fei looked at the fatty, whose name was Zhang Han. The man was a supervisor of the area.

A wise man knows when to retreat. With the Demon Purification Pot, it was only a matter of course for him to rise. It was unnecessary to cause trouble now.

Han Fei rose quickly and smiled. "Supervisor Zhang, we're going today?"

"Of course! You think someone will offer you food for free? You're lucky that according to the new rule, common fishermen only need to pay a tax of 150 kilograms of fish every day."

Zhang Han then sneered, "However, if you can't submit 150 kilograms, you know the consequence, right? No useless men live in Heavenly Water Village. You'll spend the night on the ocean. Think carefully."

Han Fei was alarmed. He knew that the fishermen who couldn't pay the tax would be cast out. It was said that nights on the ocean were dangerous with the fish attacks. Nobody had ever survived five consecutive nights on the ocean.

However, he said with a smile, "Supervisor Zhang, I've lost my fishing pole and bait, so…"

Zhang Han grinned. "No biggie. I'll give you an ordinary fishing pole and a box of bait for only ten low-quality pearls. What do you think?"

Han Fei clenched his fists even more tightly. The man was obviously taking advantage of him. An ordinary fishing pole cost three low-quality pearls, and a box of bait was only worth eighty sea coins.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei said, "Supervisor Zhang, I only have twenty sea coins for now. Can I borrow your tools?"

Zhang Han changed his expression and said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me sooner that you have no money? You don't even have ten low-quality pearls? You are destined to be a civilian for the rest of your life… If you die in an ocean, how can you pay me back?"

Although that was what he said, Zhang Han turned and left, not forgetting to tell Han Fei to head to his store, but interest would be collected!

Han Fei was infuriated, but he also realized that he was in a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Revenge was a dish best served cold. He decided to hold himself back until he could get back at the guy.Very soon, Han Fei came to the departure port.

Zhang Han had a store himself, but he paid little attention to it. When Han Fei came, the man was eating a tiny shellfish.

Zhang Han found a ragged fishing pole and a box of green bait in his store, before he tossed them to Han Fei.

He said, "You would've been exiled if you weren't still eligible for the Fishing Trial. Go now. Remember, one low-quality pearl every day."

In the registration office, Han Fei finished the paperwork and under the receptionist's gaze, Han Fei boarded an eight-men boat.

A middle-aged man next to Han Fei said, "Sit tight. We've leaving."

Han Fei was still astounded despite the last experience. This world was too splendid. The reflection of the enormous sun dyed the ocean red. It was very beautiful.

"Hey! What's interesting about the sun? You're not baiting the hook?"

Han Fei turned around, only to discover that everybody was putting the green bait on the hooks of their fishing poles.

The green bait was the most common bait for regular fishermen. It was like an earthworm but thicker and shorter.

A young man on the boat looked at Han Fei. "You were the guy who was pulled into the ocean by a green turtle yesterday?"

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Han Fei nodded. "That's me."

The young man sneered, "How weak."

Han Fei was rendered speechless. Are the kids here all so caustic?

Several minutes later, the boat landed on the ocean, ripples spreading.

Everybody raised their poles. It was hard to imagine that the hook flew hundreds of meters away without a reel after an easy toss.

Han Fei was full of questions. Everyone closed their eyes. Their hands glimmered with spiritual energy.

Their fishing lines were all slightly moving back. Han Fei was amazed. Why were their fishing lines extensible?

Han Fei had an answer. They must be controlling the fishing lines with spiritual energy. But as he recalled, it consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Han Fei cast the hook with all his strength, only for it to land twenty meters away.

"Huh?"

When he went fishing before, there was always a weight at the end of the line, but he had only a line and a bait right now. It was rather difficult to control the distance with spiritual energy.

Han Fei hurried to look at everyone and discovered that they didn't notice it, so he began his fishing as if nothing happened.

Skillfully, he pulled, released and shook the pole…

"To the left…"

"To the right…"

Han Fei murmured to himself, but everyone on the boat was surprised.

Someone said, "Hey, are you an idiot? Your bait is gone."

Han Fei did not know what to say.

The middle-aged man said, "Pull it back. The green bug is the least active bug, so the fish will not touch your hook when it is still wriggling."

Pulling the fishing line was an art. Everybody was lost for words watching Han Fei reel the line. Someone finally commented, "Why have you not starved? Use your spiritual energy, not your muscles!"

I used my spiritual energy, but the fishing line wouldn't budge!

The middle-aged man said, "Feel your spiritual energy. Concentrate it on the fishing line and pull the line back."

Blushing, Han Fei felt his spiritual energy accordingly. When his spiritual energy was attached to the fishing pole and line, he was surprised to sense the obscure attraction between them.

I didn't know I could wield it like this!

Refreshed, Han Fei activated his spiritual energy. The hook immediately sprang out of the water. However, it did not stop but darted into the butt of another young man on the other side of the boat.

"Han Fei, you're asking to be killed…"

Han Fei apologized. "Sorry, it was not on purpose. Don't move. I'll get it out…"

"Pu…"

The hook flew from the young man's back. Everybody, including Han Fei himself, ducked quickly.

A large piece of cloth had been torn off on the young man's butt. Blood was spurting out.

Han Fei said, "I'm terribly sorry that I didn't control it well."

"Han Fei, I will kill you!"

The others also looked at Han Fei warily. Was the boy's head damaged yesterday? Why had he forgotten the basics of fishing?

Seeing that the young man was charging at him, Han Fei hurried to raise his fishing pole. The young man was so scared that he stopped immediately, suspecting that Han Fei would throw the hook at him again.

Someone scolded, "Han Fei, get back to business. We'll call the supervisors if you cause trouble again!"

Han Fei smiled in embarrassment. "All right."

The incident was over. The young man did not really give him trouble despite his fury.

Han Fei simply sat there after casting the hook, same as what other people did.

But such a way of fishing required no skill at all! After almost an hour, right when Han Fei intended to ask for advice in his impatience, someone suddenly stood up and grunted.

Then, the guy made a very weird gesture, and his spiritual energy surged out. His fishing pole and line were immediately covered in a faint radiance.

"Rise!"

Bo…

Han Fei's eyes widened. Was it so simple?

He then realized that other people were as envious of the man as he was.

A huge yellow finish around sixty kilograms had been pulled up by a man named Old Huang.

Yellow fish were unaggressive and not as threatening as green turtles and blade fish, so they were one of the cheapest and most popular foods on the floating islands, just like the clams.

Seeing the others lifting their poles, Han Fei did the same. It was because the yellow fish struggled too long just now and all the vigilant fish had escaped. Until they reached the level of a fishing master, the fishermen always changed spots every time they caught a fish.

Arriving at a new location, everyone cast their lines again.

After only a quarter-hour, the middle-aged man sensed something. Just like Old Chen just now, the middle-aged roared, "Rise!"

Han Fei's eyes lit up—it was another green turtle. He remembered Wang Jie's fascinating Crab King's Pincer when Wang Jie dealt with the green turtle yesterday.

Veins bulged on the middle-aged man's hands, and the line was pulled fast. Holding the pole with both hands, the man turned around and dragged with his shoulder, hauling a big fish out of water.

"Hiu! Hiu! Hiu!"

Stones were thrown. Everybody hid in a corner except Han Fei, who watched the middle-aged man slap the stones away with his glowing hand until he smashed the turtle in the end.

A one-meter-long green turtle fell on the deck, its tail slapping about randomly. It seemed to have passed out.

Han Fei had a closer look this time. The green turtle was covered in scales that looked like greenish stones all over its body. Those scales reflected bright blue light under the sun.

Name Green Turtle

Level Five

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 12 points

Effect It can increase one's physical strength if it's eaten over a long period of time.

Absorbable

Han Fei realized that the spiritual energy of three clams equaled to that of a green turtle. It meant that this thing was not really as impressive as it looked.

Everybody exclaimed in shock.

"Old Niu, are you a superior fisher now?"

The middle-aged man grinned and said frankly, "I made a breakthrough the other day."

Everybody congratulated him.

Old Chen, in particular, grabbed his arm and asked, "I've been stuck in level six for a long time. What's your advice?"

Han Fei pricked his ears. He never saw a superior fisher in person before, and he was quite shocked that Old Chen had been stuck for almost half of his life. Was cultivation so difficult?

Fine, a worker has to sharpen his tools first if he wants to do a good job. I'll crush you after I improve my arts and my Spiritual Heritage.

After the middle-aged man put away the large green turtle, they changed spots again.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. Of the eight passengers, everybody had accomplished their task except Han Fei and the young man who was about the same age as him.

The sun was setting. They began chit-chatting while enjoying some of their trophies.

Suddenly, the young man shouted, "I got one! I got one!"

Han Fei looked at him gloomily. Everybody else had accomplished their task, but he hadn't even caught a single fish after using up almost all his bait.

Right as Han Fei mocked himself, a seasoned fisher cried out.

Old Chen also shouted, "Boy, let it go now! You can't catch this!"

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The middle-aged man changed his expression. "It's not a fish! You've attracted a tentacle lobster!"

Han Fei was surprised. A tentacle lobster? The thing that Tang Ge caught earlier?

Before the young man realized what was going on, he had already lifted his fishing pole.

Everybody saw a pair of long tentacles. They swung their poles at it.

The middle-aged man roared, "Break!"

However, one of the tentacles quickly wrapped around the young man's arm. To Han Fei's shock, a patch of flesh on the arm was immediately torn off, and the young man fell over to one side of the boat, crying.

Old Chen shouted and dragged the young man back by the leg, but the other tentacle extended straight toward him. The middle-aged man instantly butted Old Chen with his fishing pole, knocking him back.

Next moment, the young man was pulled off the boat entirely. Han Fei was bold enough to look out, only to discover, sweating, that the young man's head was already gone. From beginning to end, all the tentacle lobster revealed was two tentacles.

F*ck… Can I go back to my original world?

Han Fei was pale. The young man mocked him that morning, and he had wounded his butt. He was rather sorry that the guy passed away just like that. That was only a kid after all.

One of them pondered for a moment and said, "Let's report it to the supervisors!"

The supervisors were the patrolmen in the fisheries, under the lead of a fishing master. The captain of supervisors in this fishery was Wang Jie, who saved Han Fei yesterday.

Wang Jie soon arrived. He glanced at the crowd and saw Han Fei, but his eyes did not stop on him.

With an awful expression, Wang Jie asked, "What happened?"

The passengers quickly explained everything. Wang Jie was immediately irked. "What an idiot! Did he not know that the feeling of the tentacle lobster is different from that of other fish? How dare he try to reel it in?"

The middle-aged man replied, "Perhaps he was too anxious. It's almost sunset."

Han Fei's face was even gloomier after he heard that.

As a famous gold digger at sea, he had caught not just common fish but also sharks before, but after an entire day, he failed to even grab a shrimp. It was most humiliating.

Wang Jie said solemnly, "It hasn't been peaceful recently. Another boat fared even worse than you. They encountered a Snakebelt. Four of the eight people on board died…"

Hiss…

Everybody gasped. A Snakebelt was even more horrifying than a tentacle lobster. If they had encountered it, they couldn't have ended up any better than the other ship.

Han Fei recalled what a Snakebelt was. It was a kind of long, scarlet fish that looked like a snake, except that its head was almost exclusively teeth. It swam extremely fast in the ocean. It could dart into a human and slither inside his body.

Han Fei finally understood why people liked low-level boats: because the passengers could help one another in an accident. If he had met a tentacle lobster on his own, he would've probably been killed.

Wang Jie asked, "Have you accomplished your mission?"

"Yes, we have. Thank you for asking, Mr. Fishing Master."

Wang Jie looked at Han Fei indifferently. "Where's your fish?"

Blushing, Han Fei replied, "I—I didn't catch any."

Wang Jie was stunned. After being dragged into the ocean by the green turtle yesterday, this guy did not catch any fish today. Wang Jie had never seen a fisher who couldn't catch any fish before. However unskilled you are, you can at least get a few yellow fish or little white fish, right?

The middle-aged man said in a hurry, "I'm told that he almost drowned yesterday. His hook was unsteady, probably because he had not recovered from the shock yet. He will be better in a couple of days."

Wang Jie sniffed. "Useless… If you give such a poor performance after a slight shock, what can you achieve in the future?"

Han Fei did not give a reply, because he was also stunned. Was it really because he cast the line poorly?

Wang Jie made Han Fei spend the night at sea despite many people pleading on his behalf. Wang Jie only advised Han Fei that when fishing at night not to cast the line deeper than three meters. He couldn't be bothered to show any pity to this useless bum.

Old Chen handed over a piece of dried fish and a pot of water to Han Fei. "Be careful."

Someone else gave Han Fei an iron dagger and said, "Use this to protect yourself!"

Han Fei thanked them, feeling warm about other people's generosity.

Wang Jie left the boat to Han Fei and departed with the others.

Han Fei was bummed after everybody left. He grabbed the fish that Old Chen left him and chewed it; it had a pungent smell.

After not eating any food for an entire day, Han Fei was already hungry. He soon devoured the dried fish, which was not large at all.

Soon, it was completely dark. The waves were not big out at sea, and nothing except for the bright moonlight could be seen.

"My hook was unsteady?"

Han Fei remembered what the middle-aged man said. He also remembered Immobilization in Soul Fishing.

The books described it in an overly simplified manner. Keep the body, the pole, and the heart as tranquil as still water… It was easier said than done. After all, a human was not a statue.

Suddenly, Han Fei felt that his wrist was hot. He rolled up his sleeve, only to find the calabash mark was glimmering. Then, he sensed that spiritual energy was attaching to his wrist and entering his body like the air he was breathing in.

Huh? The spiritual energy is automatically attracted into my body?

Immediately, Han Fei dropped his fishing pole and sat down. He didn't know why the calabash began to absorb spiritual energy, but it was a good thing and could help with his cultivation.

Han Fei began cultivating according to memory. The moment he started, the calabash on his wrist shocked strongly, and the spiritual energy attracted was multiple times greater than before.

An hour later, Han Fei sensed that something was broken in his body. He was exalted and energetic.

Is this the so-called breakthrough?

Han Fei looked at the Demon Purification Pot. The data had indeed changed.

Demon Purification Pot

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Three (Beginner Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 60 (60)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, Incomplete (Upgradeable)

Main Art: Soul Fishing (Repairable)

Han Fei was delighted. This breakthrough was too easy. Didn't they say that it could take years? Why had he made it after cultivating for only an hour?

Han Fei was going to continue his cultivation, when he heard rattling sounds on the ocean.

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Chapter 6: Precious Spiritual Energy

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Dozens of fish were jumping in the water near the boat and did not leave until minutes later, as if they were asking him why the spiritual energy was cut off.

Han Fei was quite excited. Could the fish sense the spiritual energy that was attracted to him during his cultivation?

Seeing that more and more fish were leaving, Han Fei hurried to put a bait on the hook and cast the line. Could there be a better moment?

There was no telling if Han Fei was luckier when he was in a good mood, but he sensed an enormous force the moment he cast the line.

Han Fei roared and clutched the pole. Having no time to bother with any fishing tricks, he simply pulled the pole hard.

"Damn! This creature is strong!"

The hook was shaking violently, assuring Han Fei that it was not a tentacle lobster. As such, Han Fei hauled it without concern.

Perhaps because his level was too low, Han Fei almost lost his fishing pole several times. After a few minutes of struggle, a big yellow fish was finally lifted out of the water. It was not as huge as the one that Old Chen caught, but it could definitely be counted as a big fish.

Data popped up in his view.

Name Yellow Fish

Level Three

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 6 points

Effect It can increase one's health if it's eaten over a long period of time.

Absorbable

Not wasting any time, Han Fei hurriedly fixed the bait and cast the line. Because there were plenty of fish, the bait was taken quickly, but the fish were very strong and broke off the hook. In the end, he couldn't even get a shrimp.

After he was familiar with the technique, Han Fei soon caught a second yellow fish, although it was apparently smaller than the first one.

Han Fei was not bothered, because it still weighed almost thirty kilograms. His daily requirement was 150 kilograms.

However, what surprised Han Fei was that fishing with spiritual energy cost him five points of spiritual energy, when this yellow fish only contained five points of spiritual energy. That was too much.

Another fish took the bait after an hour. Han Fei estimated that it was the normal period of time. The shoal of fish only gathered just now because of spiritual energy.

Instead of reeling in the fish immediately after it took the bait, Han Fei learned to concentrate his energy on the fishing pole, sense the fish's struggle, and spin the pole. Then, he could pull the fish up easily.

Of course, it was not successful every time. The hook slipped more than ten times during the five hours, and Han Fei only caught no more than ten fish in total, including two little white fish.

Another hour passed. The night was already dark. The wind was rising and the temperature was dropping.

He had one last piece of bait left. In his cabin, eight to nine yellow fish were swimming. He felt lucky that they were all yellow fish. If he had met a green turtle, he might not have been able to catch it.

His job would be done after he used the last bait.

Suddenly, Han Fei remembered Wang Jie's warning. Would he catch something else if he sank the hook more than three meters deep?

Han Fei thought that it wouldn't hurt if he tried it. Going slightly deeper than three meters shouldn't be too dangerous. Yellow fish were too inferior after all. He intended to aim for the green turtle.

This time, Han Fei loosened the fishing line a bit more on purpose. He felt that there might be green turtles three meters below.

As it turned out, the fishing line moved the moment Han Fei dropped the hook.

Are the fish three meters below so active?

Han Fei was delighted. The deeper a fish was, the faster they would take the bait?

He immediately pulled the fishing pole up, but he suddenly lost balance and fell on the boat after the fishing line broke.

Thanks to the bright moon, Han Fei saw a cold edge on the dim ocean. A weird fish half a meter long was darting at him.

Han Fei realized that it was a blade fish. He had met a blade fish? Did the blade fish cut his fishing line just now?

Everybody knew that the blade fish carried a knife on its back. The blade could even be built into weapons and sold at a high price.

The knife on the blade fish could be separated from its body. The cold edge that Han Fei saw was exactly such a knife.

Han Fei hurried to block it with his fishing pole.

Crack…

The fishing pole fell apart in the blink of an eye. Han Fei fell back under enormous force. Thankfully, the knife brushed past his face and stabbed into the wood.

Han Fei was dazed. It was so close. If he hadn't fallen, would he have been cut in half?

Han Fei rolled on the boat and smacked it with the fishing pole.

Han Fei's arm became numb. The fish was too strong.

Han Fei confirmed that even sharks were not as ferocious as this creature, which had skills.

Having no place to hide in, Han Fei suddenly thought of something. If spiritual energy could be injected into the fishing pole, could the fishing pole be used as a weapon?

Han Fei grabbed the two halves of the fishing pole. Transmitting his spiritual energy to them, he stabbed them at the head of the fish.

Han Fei felt like he was hit in the chest by a giant rock. He was flung into the wall, bleeding internally. The next moment, a heavy fish fell upon his body.

"Cough, cough… Damn, why are the fish here so dangerous?"

The fishing pole stabbed into the blade fish's mouth. The fish was too strong and killed itself by pressing against the pole. Han Fei narrowly escaped disaster.

After a long time, Han Fei finally returned to himself. He felt he had run out of strength. His body was numb and painful.

He finally understood why people did not like catching blade fish. Such creatures were truly lethal.

Name Blade Fish

Level Six

Quality Regular (Dead)

Spiritual Energy 22 points

Effect It can increase one's health if it's eaten over a long period of time.

Collectible Inferior Fin Knife

Absorbable

"This is an inferior knife? What would the better ones be like?"

Han Fei breathed heavily, lost for words. His wrist was feeling a pricking pain after the tremendous consumption of spiritual energy.

He lowered his head, only to discover that the calabash was glowing. Vaguely, he saw a green light moving from the blade fish to the calabash before it disappeared.

Had the calabash absorbed the spiritual energy?

Gululu…

Han Fei was so hungry that he cut a piece of meat from the dead blade fish. The meat was stinky and tasteless after the spiritual energy disappeared.

However, his hunger was still greatly relieved. He looked at the Demon Purification Pot, but only saw two points of spiritual energy.

Han Fei was lost for words. The spiritual energy absorbed by the calabash is not counted as my storage?

Left with no choice, Han Fei could only pick up a yellow fish from the cabin and devour it.

"What a pity! It weighs dozens of kilograms…"

Han Fei complained while absorbing it. In the meantime, he looked at his calabash curiously. However, there was no response after a long time.

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Chapter 7: The Fish Have Occupied the Boat

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The fishing pole was broken. Han Fei was utterly bankrupt again.

The only thing he had left was a ragged dagger and an inferior knife-fin stuck in the wood. Gloomily, Han Fei took out a little white fish and began to eat it raw.

Huh! It does not taste bad at all. The meat is tight and feels like beef.

Han Fei was a bit surprised. This meat could totally be made into sashimi. He thought that the white fish tasted worse than the yellow fish and blade fish, but they were surprisingly good.

He finished half of the white fish quickly. To Han Fei's surprise, his spiritual energy increased from 20 to 23. Didn't the white fish have three points of spiritual energy in total? He had only just eaten half of it.

Han Fei finished the other half of the fish. His spiritual energy became 26 points. He was quite surprised.

It was almost dawn. He had survived the night. Han Fei sat cross-legged and continued his cultivation.

His wrist became hot again, indicating that a stream of spiritual energy was entering his body, but the amount of spiritual energy was much lesser.

Huh? Why is it lesser now?

Han Fei opened his eyes in surprise and noticed that the three moons were about to disappear.

The absorption of spiritual energy has something to do with the three moons?

More than an hour later, the enormous sun revealed itself on the horizon, unleashing the morning sunlight.

Han Fei, feeling that his wrist was burning, stopped cultivating, and opened his eyes, only to discover that his wrist was smoking with purple light.

Before he rose, a fire had risen on his wrist.

Han Fei immediately got back to his feet and extended his hand into the water and checked the Demon Purification Pot in passing. His spiritual energy had turned from 26 into 108. He was instantly surprised. Was it because of the purple light just now?

Han Fei almost fell over while he considered. The ocean was boiling, waves rising everywhere.

Han Fei saw countless fish swimming towards him as they began to jump merrily. For a start, a few little white fish smacked Han Fei's face.

Not just that, a big yellow fish knocked into Han Fei's belly, making him double over in pain. Han Fei then saw a tentacle lobster flying.

"F*ck…"

Wasting no time, Han Fei dived into the fish cabin and closed it. Soon after he closed the fish cabin…

Dum! Dum! Dum!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Too many fish were falling on the deck. Tentacle lobsters were also crawling up there. Han Fei even saw their tentacles through the gaps.

When Han Fei tried to take another look, a knife swooshed into the cover and almost stabbed him.

Several minutes later, a lobster leg pierced through the cover of the cabin.

"Bro! Please go!"

Han Fei held his breath. If a tentacle lobster broke it, he would be cut into pieces!

Huh, wait, can I try absorbing it?

Han Fei immediately hugged the leg without letting it go.

"Absorb it! Demon Purification Pot, absorb it!"

BAM!

The cover of the fish cabin was almost lifted.

At first, the tentacle lobster struggled hard and nearly flipped the boat over several times, but gradually, it weakened. Han Fei was delighted that the Demon Purification Pot was useful.

Five minutes later, Han Fei felt that the lobster leg stopped struggling in his arms. Its spiritual energy must've been devoured by him.

After a couple of minutes, the noises on the deck finally stopped. The fish seemed to have leaped back into the ocean. Han Fei finally summoned the courage to open the cabin.

A yellow fish, startled by Han Fei, bumped into Han Fei's head. He almost cried in pain.

Confirming that no dangerous creatures were on board, Han Fei jumped out of the fish cabin, only to discover that the deck was a mess. Too many fish, including a blade fish, had been cut into pieces.

Other than that, the boat was laden with stones from green turtles. As far as he could see, three of them were dead on the deck.

Some of them were minced, and some were cut into halves.

Han Fei was flabbergasted. How sharp were the tentacles of the tentacle lobsters to cut the green turtles?

Han Fei turned around and looked at the three-meter-long tentacle lobster, which seemed to have been boiled. It had a particularly huge head and a short body. Like dry wood, it was now paralyzed on the deck.

But soon, Han Fei became excited. His spiritual energy increased to 156, which meant that the tentacle lobster provided 48 points of spiritual energy to him, the same amount a Swallowed Spirit Soup could provide.

Besides that, the eight fish cabins on the boat, except for the one he had been hiding in, were all full of fish.

Han Fei laughed aloud, counting his fingers and murmuring to himself.

There are a lot of white fish. The calabash can have dozens of them… The yellow fish are plentiful, too… Huh, why is the water in this cabin red?

When Han Fei looked at the fish cabin, he saw something swimming through it.

Han Fei kicked the cover and closed the cabin. If his guess was correct, that must be a Snakebelt.

The snake-shaped fish had killed half of the passengers on a boat yesterday. He certainly couldn't beat it if it ran loose.

Han Fei had made up his mind to let the stronger experts open this cabin after he returned.

So, Han Fei held yellow fish in his left hand and green turtles in his right hand. After absorbing them, he kicked the bodies off the boat. Although the fish could still be sold after they were dead, the money was not as important as his secret.

A dozen minutes later, Han Fei was shocked again.

Han Fei had 814 points of spiritual energy!

Han Fei breathed heavily. The storage of the Demon Purification Pot had no upper limit.

Han Fei enjoyed the sunlight on the deck, delighted. He had thought that it would take a long time before he saved a thousand points of spiritual energy, but one night turned out to be almost enough.

Should I do it again tomorrow night?

What Han Fei did not know was that, if he told someone else about it, they would think that he was crazy to train in the morning under the sun, which would've burned other people into ashes!

He cleaned up the boat and intentionally left some traces. He also cut the tentacles of the tentacle lobster and kicked it into the water, because he couldn't explain why such a huge lobster was lying here in one piece.

The sun was already high, and many boats were descending from the sky.

One of them came straight toward where Han Fei was.

Wang Jie came with another two supervisors.

"Huh?"

Wang Jie did not check if Han Fei was all right, or notice the dark circles around Han Fei's eyes. He and his subordinates were shocked at the mess on Han Fei's boat.

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"What happened?"

Han Fei replied, "Well, in the morning, when I was still sleeping, turmoil broke out on the ocean and a lot of fish jumped into the boat on their own… Then, I hid myself in the cabin until you came. A tentacle lobster must've caused this."

Han Fei spoke innocently. He pointed at the dark circles around his eyes and said, "A yellow fish knocked into me and left me these marks."

Wang Jie frowned. "Was it a fish tide?"

One of the guys behind Wang Jie said enviously, "This is still a lot. Dozens of fish are enough for you to pay your taxes for two months."

Han Fei grinned. "I suspect that there is a Snakebelt in this cabin. I closed it and never checked it."

"A Snakebelt?"

The two guys behind Wang Jie exclaimed. A Snakebelt was very precious. Was the guy so lucky that even a Snakebelt jumped into his boat?

His eyes bulging, Wang Jie said in a hurry, "You back off."

Han Fei hid behind them. If the creature ran loose, it would kill these people before it could kill him.

Wang Jie approached the cabin and kicked the cover.

A shadow swooshed out instantly. Wang Jie roared and snatched it with a glimmering hand.

BAM!

An invisible barrier appeared before Wang Jie and blocked the charging Snakebelt.

Wang Jie's glowing hand smashed down.

The Snakebelt, after being slapped into the deck, still had strength. It tried to flee, when Wang Jie drew his fishing pole and cast the line out, hauling it back.

After another slap, the Snakebelt finally passed out.

Han Fei was shocked. Could a fish be so tough that even a fishing master could not finish it in one attack?

Wang Jie glanced at him. "Not bad, Han Fei. This Snakebelt is dangerous. It's of little use to you. Do you want to sell it to me?"

Han Fei rolled his eyes. "If you want it, just consider it a gift from me."

Wang Jie said solemnly, "That's not fair. This is a mid-quality pearl that is basically as valuable as a Snakebelt."

Han Fei kept waving his hands. He knew how the world worked with relations. With other people present, he had to give Wang Jie an out, so he got Wang Jie to give him a fishing pole.

The two supervisors couldn't believe their ears. What? A mid-quality pearl for a fishing pole?

Wang Jie was a little taken aback as well. This poor sod is able to resist the temptation of a mid-quality pearl; if only his talent was better… Sigh

Wang Jie nodded and charged the boat with spiritual energy and said to a guy behind him, "Song Fei, would you please escort him back?"

He wouldn't have offered the favor if Han Fei had accepted the mid-quality pearl.

After the boat ascended, Han Fei looked at the supervisor, who was staring at the minced blade fish.

Han Fei rolled his eyes and asked, "Brother, may I know your name?"

The supervisor replied indifferently, "Song Fei."

Han Fei proposed, "Brother Song, this blade fish was minced by the tentacle lobster. It was too strong for me to deal with. I can see that Brother Song likes it. I would like to give it to you as a gift."

"Huh?"

Song Fei was stunned. He had earned a blade fish in this round trip after doing nothing?

After a momentary daze, Song Fei accepted the blade fish, assuring him that he could seek him out if he had any troubles in the future.

Minutes later, Han Fei cleaned the surface of the boat.

Song Fei commented, "You are rather diligent, although your level is low. After you sell your fish, you can buy a bottle of Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid, or it will be barely possible for you to pass the fishing trial."

"Okay, got it!"

Han Fei responded absentmindedly. He was quite upset that all the broken pieces of meat were only worth 142 points of spiritual energy.The receptionist, seeing that Han Fei was back, said coldly without batting an eye, "You survived. Not bad. Huh… So many fish?"

Song Fei said, "Xiao Qin, the boy was lucky enough to encounter a fish tide. He survived it by hiding in the fish cabin. It's a major harvest."

The receptionist smiled. "All right. I'll have 150 kilograms of them as your tax. You can handle the rest of them."

Han Fei's heart was bleeding. That was good money!

After the boat was completely docked, someone immediately ran to him.

Most of them simply greeted Song Fei and asked Han Fei, "Hey, boy, I'll have all of your yellow fish. I'll give you twenty sea coins for each."

Someone else immediately pushed him away. "Boy, don't listen to his nonsense. I'll give you thirty sea coins for each. You'll earn more."

"Boy, I want your green turtles. Ten low-quality pearls for each."

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Chapter 9: Preposterous Bandit

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Han Fei sneered. Wang Jie offered a mid-quality pearl, and you're only giving me a few low-quality pearls. I'll be a fool if I sell them to you.

Han Fei looked at Song Fei. Song Fei sniffed and said, "Be quiet! Let's obey the rules. Yellow fish, sixteen sea coins per kilogram; white fish, eight sea coins per kilogram; green turtle, forty sea coins per kilogram. That blade is not for sale… If you want them, order them now; if you don't, leave!"

Song Fei sneered. You want my blade? Keep dreaming!

Everyone was surprised that Song Fei backed the boy. What was his background?

Soon, all the fish, except for a yellow fish Han Fei reserved for himself, were sold for 1,480 sea coins, which equaled 148 low-quality pearls or one and a half mid-quality pearls.

Most of the money came from the green turtles, which were expensive. It was not a lot, but many scoundrels in the port were already looking at him.

Han Fei had a headache after he received the money. He had to spend the money as soon as possible, or the money would be extorted from him the next day.

Song Fei knew it, too, so he brought Han Fei to Wang Jie's shop.

As a fishing master, Wang Jie was naturally qualified to open a shop. His shop was in the golden area of the district.

In the shop, Song Fei said, "Old Guan, I've brought business for you."

An old man, who looked plain but shrewd, came to welcome him.

Song Fei shared what happened with the old man. Immediately, the old man grinned. "Boy, it was not easy for you to survive a fish tide. Since my boss promised you a fishing pole, you can pick any of the poles in the shop as long as the price is lower than one mid-quality pearl."

Han Fei couldn't tell the quality of the poles, but after a quick glance, he noticed that most of them were pegged at 18, 28, 58, or 68 low-quality pearls. There were about ten poles that cost 88 low-quality pearls.

There were only three fishing poles with a price higher than 88 pearls. They were labeled with 128, 168, and 188 respectively.

Han Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Guan, can I have the one whose price is 128 low-quality pearls? Well, I can pay the extra money if it's too much."

Song Fei and Mr. Guan both understood. Everybody wanted a good fishing pole. They even thought that Han Fei would choose the 188-pearl one since he had the money!

Han Fei ran some calculations. He still had 120 low-quality pearls. There were too many.

Han Fei asked, "Mr. Guan, do you have any Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid?"

Mr. Guan was surprised. "Yes, but every bottle costs one mid-quality pearl. Are you sure you want one?"

Han Fei said, "Yes."

Old Guan carefully took a bottle of bright green fluid from a box and said, "This is a real treasure. Even our shop only has a limited number of bottles. Remember, train immediately after you take it. The effect of the drug can last six hours at most."

Han Fei put it into his pocket. "Thank you, Mr. Guan."

He left the shop with an iron fishing pole worth 128 low-quality pearls and a black dagger worth eight low-quality pearls.

Song Fei said, "All right, you've spent all of your money. Prepare some food for yourself. I'll go back now."

Song Fei left, and Han Fei went straight to Zhang Han's shop in the fish market through the main road.

Zhang Han was chatting with someone. He was surprised to see Han Fei. "Huh? You're still alive?"

Han Fei grinned. "I almost couldn't make it back. Here's the money that I owe you."

Zhang Han was stunned when Han Fei presented twelve low-quality pearls. How did the guy make so much money after a night on the ocean?

Huh! Wait, he's holding an iron fishing pole? That's good stuff!

Zhang Han gasped. "You were the boy who survived the fish tide?"

Han Fei smiled innocently. "It was pure luck."

Zhang Han was so jealous that he wanted to swindle Han Fei out of his money right there, but he couldn't because Han Fei did not have any low-quality pearls. It wouldn't end well if Han Fei reported him to the supervisors.

Zhang Han said, "All right, you have money now. Do you want some bait? One low-quality pearl for a box."

Han Fei sneered. Are you really taking me for a fool? It's only worth eighty sea coins in other places.

However, Han Fei merely smiled. "Manager Zhang, I have eight low-quality pearls left. I would like to buy some bait and clams. Do you have any?"

Zhang Han's eyes immediately glittered. "Of course! Brother Zhang will give you a special price!"

Therefore, when Han Fei left for home, he carried dozens of clams and two boxes of bait with him. He had apparently spent two more low-quality pearls on them.

When Han Fei was almost home, a few scoundrels showed up.

As Han Fei expected, someone had been following him since he left the port.

A ruthless fatty rubbed his fingers and approached him. "Boy, I'm told that you earned more than a hundred low-quality pearls today, didn't you? Do you think it's time you pay your protection fee?"

Han Fei grinned. "Brothers, I did make some money, but I spent all of it! I don't have any sea coins left now."

Enraged, the fatty shouted, "Liar! You spent 148 low-quality pearls in two hours? Who are you fooling? You have no respect for the Tigers?"

Han Fei was surprised. How did they know the specific amount he earned?

Han Fei raised his fishing pole and clams and said, "Brother, I did spend them! You know that I avoided the fish tide by sheer luck. I dedicated the Snakebelt that I encountered to Master Wang Jie, so he asked Brother Song Fei to shop in his store. All my money was spent there!"

The scoundrels were dazed. What? Master Wang Jie asked you to shop in his store?

They couldn't have looked more awful. Considering how lacking in intelligence they were, it was proof that scamming someone really did require skill.

Ignoring how Master Wang Jie had scammed a Snakebelt from him, he had even gotten this punk to spend at his store. No matter how the money flowed, it all entered his pockets. This was truly a great scam.

The fatty slapped Han Fei's shoulder furiously. "Boy, be smarter next time. Seven days from now, you will pay me ten low-quality pearls as your protection fee. If you can't… Hehe, you'll certainly regret it."

After the scoundrels left, Han Fei sneered.

Seven days? Hehe, in seven days, I'll make you regret proposing such a demand.

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Chapter 10: Vicissitudes of Life

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After he returned home, Han Fei did not rush to take the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid, which could only strengthen his muscles and bones and increase the odds of survival on the ocean.

Han Fei cut the yellow fish into many parts. He intended to cook it, but there were no seasonings in the house except salt.

Fine, I'll just steam it!

An hour later, he was full and energetic.

Void Fishing? I should be able to level it up now. Let's see how good you are.

Gold light burst out before his eyes. Then, infinite sophisticated words popped up in his head.

Right when the art was completed, thunder rumbled in the sunny sky, followed by a huge storm that sprawled over ten thousand kilometers.Almost at the same time, in a floating city ten thousand kilometers away, someone was calculating in the void.

"Huh? An unusual phenomenon in a village under my command?"

Then, the man stepped forward and wrote a decree in midair with his hand as the pen.

"From today on, the resource supply for all villages will be doubled. All academies will pay attention to the talents. Report if you find any…"At that moment, Han Fei was too pale right now to care if it was raining. When those sophisticated words popped up, Han Fei felt like a balloon that had just popped. He clearly sensed that he had regressed into a level-two fisher.

Han Fei was almost crying. I have just upgraded an art. Shouldn't I be rising to the peak of my life? Why have my capabilities declined?

But it was not over yet. After briefly staying as a level-two fisher, Han Fei continued weakening until he was no better than a five-year-old.

For a moment, Han Fei almost passed out in tears.

Huh! Wait, why do I feel that I'm stronger when my level has dropped?

Thunder was still rumbling. Han Fei looked at the Demon Purification Pot.

It had dropped a level and there was only 104 spiritual energy left.

Han Fei gasped loudly when he saw the spiritual energy. He remembered that his basic spiritual energy was sixty points when he was level three. Why was it still sixty now that he was at level one?

However his arts had an additional Hook Kiss in Void Fishing.

Han Fei immediately sat up straight and began cultivating.

After another hour, Han Fei broke through.

In only two hours, he dropped from level three to level one and then returned to level three. He seemed the same as before, but only he knew what he had grasped.

His body would be modified by natural spiritual energy as he got stronger. Now that his veins and his body were solidified, it was a sign of another breakthrough.

However, is it really good to make continuous breakthroughs? The moment the idea popped up in his head, he sensed something from far, far away.

Immediately, he drank up the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid.

A cool stream circulated through his body, soothing his heating skin.

After another quarter, another crack burst out from his body. Han Fei had broken the barrier and become a level-four fisher easily. For the first time in his life, he was an intermediate fisher.

Likewise, the Demon Purification Pot had reached level four—an intermediate level. His spiritual energy had increased to 119.

Han Fei gasped loudly. He had just reached the new level, and his own storage of spiritual energy was 119 points, which was 50 points more than usual. Was he really going to rise to the peak of his life?

Huh? My Spiritual Heritage has become Level One, High Quality?

Han Fei was shocked. Could his Spiritual Heritage benefit from the upgrade of his main art?

Opening his eyes, Han Fei immediately smelled the stench in the house.

He looked at his body, only to see all kinds of sticky dirt and mud.

Huh? Is this the legendary Body Cleansing?

Han Fei ran out. It was still raining, so Han Fei took a shower in the rainwater.

After cleaning up everything, Han Fei boiled two clams and ate them, before he left for school in his hideous clothes.

Han Fei suspected that his clothes were made of fish skin. Such clothes were extremely tight.

It would be fine for men, but if women were to wear such clothes…

Han Fei encountered Hu Kun on the road before he arrived at school.

Hu Kun was also stunned to see Han Fei. His face was awful. The guy had become famous after surviving the fish tide yesterday. It was said that he also made a fortune by selling the fish. It would be a waste not scamming him!

Hu Kun sneered, "Hey, isn't this the level-two fisher who was dragged into the ocean by the green turtle?"

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Chapter 11: Racketeering is My Profession

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Han Fei had no time to bother him. If the guy could be so cynical as a twelve-year-old boy, it was unlikely that he would achieve anything in the future. He immediately left.

Hu Fei snapped angrily, "Han Fei, stop there! If it weren't for Tang Ge, you would've been crippled years ago. You're proud of that?"

Han Fei stopped. "Is it any of your business? Did I ever eat your yellow fish?"

Hu Kun's face was gloomy. You indeed did it before. When we were both level-two fishermen four years ago, you ate my yellow fish. Have you forgotten that?

However, it was too humiliating to bring it up again. Hu Kun clenched his fists but did not dare to attack. If he accidentally hurt Han Fei, Han Fei could easily report him, with evidence.

Looking at Hu Kun's anxiety, Han Fei said with even more disdain, "What a coward."

Then, Han Fei turned around to leave.

Before he could walk away, Hu Kun pulled him back. "Make yourself clear. Who's a coward?"

Pa!

Han Fei slapped Hu Kun right in the face.

Hu Kun was stunned. Why does it feel so wrong? You're just a level-two fisher, and you dare to hit a level-six fisher?

Hu Kun shouted, "You attacked me?"

Hu Kun grabbed Han Fei's collar and was about to beat him.

Han Fei, however, fell back and cried aloud, "Hu Kun attacked his classmate so brutally! I'm dying! My internal organs have been terribly injured!"

Hu Kun had never seen anything like this before!

He was stunned when Han Fei dropped himself on the ground. He hadn't done anything yet!

Hu Kun turned around, only to discover that a little girl was observing them not far away.

They both knew the girl. She was Lu Lingzhi, their classmate and a level-five fisher.

Hu Kun released Han Fei in a hurry and explained, "I-I didn't hit him! He fell on the ground on his own! He hit me first!"

Lu Lingzhi rolled her eyes. A level-two fisher hit a level-six fisher? You think I'm an idiot?

Holding his chest, Han Fei said angrily, "Hu Kun, I didn't know that you were so vicious. I'm going to report you even though I've been injured."

Lu Lingzhi left without looking back. Han Fei and Hu Kun stared at each other.

Hu Kun burst into fury. "You set me up?"

Han Fei suddenly sneered, "Who set whom up? Do you really think I do not know the reason for my injury before the test?"

Hu Kun's face changed greatly as he stepped back in panic. If the school discovered it, the consequences would be much more severe.

However, on second thought, Hu Kun asked, "Who can prove it?"

Han Fei said, "If you can beat me up for no good reason, you could certainly set me up for no reason at all. What will our teacher think?"

Blushing, Hu Kun said, "When did I beat you up?"

Han Fei said mysteriously, "Lu Lingzhi saw everything… Fine, I planned to get it over with between us, but since you're so angry, I'd better report it to our teacher."

Hu Kun almost went crazy. Han Fei had been proud and not nearly as shameless as this. Why had he changed?

Hu Kun immediately asked, "You want to settle it between us? How?"

Han Fei said, "I know that the high-level students are given the Swallowed Spirit Soup regularly. Tsk, tsk. I feel that I'll have a breakthrough soon. Why don't you give me your Swallowed Spirit Soup? Right, there's also the blade fish knife that you owe me. Give it to me, and we'll be even."

Hu Kun's eyes widened. "When did I owe you a blade fish knife?"

A bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup was precious but not too important, because the breakthrough from level six to level seven required much more than that.

Squinting, Han Fei said, "Ouch! My stomach hurts! I need to find our teacher…"

Hu Kun was dumbfounded!

What exactly is your problem?

Pretending to leave, Han Fei said, "You don't want to give them to me? That's all right. I have Lu Lingzhi as my eyewitness."

"Wait…"

Gloomily, Hu Kun said, "Fine! I admit my failure. I'll compensate you…"

Hu Kun was of a mind to stuff Han Fei into the blade fish's stomach. He was not scared of the consequences of a fight, but if Han Fei told other people how Hu Kun set him up last time, not only would Tang Ge seek Hu Kun for trouble, even his teacher would be suspicious.

Han Fei felt delighted as he left for school, feeling at ease. He wasn't worried that Hu Kun would go back on his words. How much intelligence could a twelve-year-old have?The school on the floating island was different from what he thought. The buildings in it were quite ragged. At the gate of the campus were two statues of tentacle lobsters.

"Assemble! Assemble!"

Before Han Fei entered the school, a little girl suddenly forced him to run.

Han Fei asked, "Hey, who are you?"

The girl glared back at him. "Join the crowd! You're the only one not present in our class."

Han Fei finally remembered that the girl was He Xiaoyu, the monitor of his class. Her father was a teacher in the school.

Han Fei asked, "He Xiaoyu, what happened? Why are we gathering so early?"

He Xiaoyu said, "Don't talk. Someone from up above has come."

Up above?

Han Fei was puzzled as he asked where Tang Ge had gone. She told him that the mentors had brought them to a level-one fishery. It gave him a fright.

A level-one fishery was apparently reserved for fishing masters. This showed how much importance was given to Tang Ge!

He Xiaoyu squeezed into the crowd with Han Fei, as tens of thousands of students stood there, their heads drawn to the sky.

The village leader and all the fishing masters of the school stood at the front.

The village leader shouted, "Welcome, angel…"

The hundred fishing masters echoed, "Welcome, angel…"

Han Fei did not join them. He simply stared at the sky. In the drizzle, a person stepped down from the sky with two wings, a black fishing pole on his back, and a glowing sword in his hand.

Hiss…

Han Fei was stunned. A real angel? Isn't it too pretentious?

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Chapter 12: Battle Technique Practice

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Then, someone next to Han Fei said enviously, "Is this one of the legendary experts? He can walk on air. How strong…"

He Xiaoyu was also envious. She did not forget to encourage Han Fei. "Look, that's the legendary Hidden Fisher. One of them is from our village."

Han Fei was surprised. "What?"

Many people leaned closer to her. They had never heard anything about it before and were interested in He Xiaoyu's explanation.

He Xiaoyu said, "It's said that above the grand fishing master, there are Rising Fishers and Hidden Fishers… Only the Hidden Fishers have such wings."

Everyone was stunned. "I've never heard anything about it before!"

He Xiaoyu returned to herself. "Stand straight! Even the village leader is too far from their level, not to mention you."

The village leader, a grand fishing master, was the strongest expert in Heavenly Water Village. It was said that he could travel the level-two fisheries.

Han Fei knew that his father was even stronger than the village leader before the man died in the unknown land beyond the level-three fishery.In the sky, the angel, who was essentially an envoy, stopped and looked down. He said indifferently, "Do you have any Heavenly Talents in your school?"

The village leader replied in a hurry, "The Heavenly Talents of our school have gone to a level-one fishery for cultivating. They're coming back as quickly as possible."

Looking into the distance, the angel said expressionlessly, "My name is Fang Ze. I'm here to look for the most distinguished Heavenly Talents. In the next three days, all children between eight to twelve will have a Spiritual Heritage test. Also, the resource supply for the school will be doubled. I'll stay here until the Soul Awakening this time."

Everyone went crazy after hearing that. The village thanked him nonstop, and He Xiaoyu clapped her hands next to Han Fei. "Wow, the angel is recruiting a disciple! It hasn't happened in a dozen years!"

In the crowd, Hu Kun's eyes glowed. It was a great opportunity for him. He was determined to become an advanced fisher in order to catch the angel's attention.

Han Fei did not really care about it since he had his calabash. He scorned that a random person from the sky was respected by them as an angel.

After they were dismissed, Han Fei returned to the classroom with He Xiaoyu.

Suddenly, a teacher looked at Han Fei and asked in surprise, "Han Fei, you made a breakthrough?"

The teacher was certain. He only asked it because he sensed that Han Fei's vibe was much more powerful.

He Xiaoyu and other students looked at Han Fei in surprise. The guy had made a breakthrough after four years of dawdling?

With a smile, Han Fei said, "Thank you for your concern, sir. I understood a lot of things after the two near-death experiences, which allowed me to make breakthroughs."

"Wow! Finally! Are you level three now? If you work harder, it's possible that you can reach level four before the Fishing Trial."

He Xiaoyu was quite delighted. Han Fei was her classmate after all.

Someone else said in disdain, "A breakthrough after four years in school. I've never seen anyone with worse aptitude."

Ignoring the mockery, Han Fei simply smiled and said, "I'm level four now."

"Huh?"

Some were surprised; others doubtful.

Even the teacher frowned. "What's going on?"

Han Fei said, "Master, I think it's because I stayed in level two for too long. After I advanced into level three, I reached level four very quickly. I feel that I may have more breakthroughs before the Fishing Trial."

"Seriously?"

The middle-aged teacher immediately beamed. "Punch me."

That caught Han Fei's attention. Was he being tested?

Without any hesitation, Han Fei roared and punched out, with only fifty percent of his strength, of course.

"Huh. You're truly a level-four fisher now, even stronger than the usual level fours. In such a case, you don't need to have Tang Ge's Swallowed Spirit Soup anymore. You can ask for a bowl every five days."

"Thank you, sir."

His other classmates were uninterested. They even felt humiliated that a useless guy had caught up with them. The guy was also confident of another breakthrough? Did he really think that it was so easy?

The teacher was naturally not excited. After all, almost every student in the school was a level-four fisher. In fact, few people in Heavenly Water Village above the age of twelve were lower than level five.

The greatest obstacle of cultivation was the peak of level six, where most people got stuck. Some couldn't break through after decades, and some did it in only days. The latter were often praised as geniuses.

Obviously, Han Fei was far away from being called a genius.

He Xiaoyu was the only one who was happy in the crowd. She circled and surveyed Han Fei while pulling her ponytail, giving Han Fei quite a headache.

Han Fei said, "Okay, it's enough. I still have to continue my cultivation."

He Xiaoyu said, "I can teach you! I'm free now anyway! Your results in the last test were too poor. If you can't pass the Fishing Trial, you will be demoted into a common fisher, and you will lose your share of battle techniques and cultivating resources."

Han Fei stopped walking. "Battle techniques?"

He Xiaoyu said, "That's right! My father said that I'm already proficient with Sweeping Stick now. It's a Mortal Level, High Quality technique. I can teach you."

Han Fei considered for a moment. Battle techniques could only be learned by intermediate fishermen. Since he was one now, he needed a battle technique.

Taking this opportunity, he asked about matters regarding battle techniques.

The world had some publicized, with tiers above Mortal Level being High Quality and Ultra Quality. However, the latter two were not something the typical person could obtain.

Han Fei wanted to test his strength and chose to battle Xiaoyu. As it turned out, an hour later, Han Fei was sitting on the ground, unable to stand up.

His arms, calves, thighs, abdomen, and butt had been hit more times than he could count.

Han Fei was surprised that such a little girl could wield a stick so intimidatingly. He used fifty percent of his strength at first, then eighty percent, and then a hundred percent, but she still crushed him easily.

Pleased with herself, He Xiaoyu taught him Sweeping Stick.

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Chapter 13: Bashing Up Rookies

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Han Fei also learned that He Xiaoyu's bamboo rod was a treasure obtained from the sea. It was better than his iron fishing pole, so he wanted to borrow it.

He Xiaoyu clutched her bamboo rod tightly the moment Han Fei mentioned it.

Han Fei was amused. "I'm just going to practice with it. I'll return it to you in the cafeteria later."

He Xiaoyu was not entirely convinced. "You'd better, or my father will kill me."

Han Fei's face changed when he took the bamboo rod, which was significantly heavier than his iron fishing pole.

Han Fei immediately understood that He Xiaoyu went easy on him just now, or he would've been crippled when the rod hit him.After this tiny interlude, Han Fei recalled that he needed to claim a debt!

Hu Kun and Han Fei were not in the same class. At this moment, Hu Kun's class was having free exercises. Those who wanted to become Fang Ze's disciple were all cultivating hard.

Han Fei came to the cultivating ground with the bamboo rod.

Immediately, a lot of people who were working out saw Han Fei.

Hu Kun was gloomy to see Han Fei.

Lu Lingzhi was also a bit surprised. She then looked at Hu Kun, feeling that Han Fei was slightly different from before.

Ignoring the young man, Han Fei shouted at Hu Kun, "Hu Kun, come here."

Before Hu Kun replied, the young man scolded again, "Did I not hear that I asked you to get lost?"

Han Fei finally smiled. "I would be praising you if I said that you're an idiot. I'm looking for someone else. Is it your business?"

Everybody fell quiet.

Many girls opened their mouths in shock. Even Han Fei dared to insult someone aloud now?

Hu Kun grinned, thinking that Han Fei was dead for sure. This was a cultivating ground where duels were allowed. Did he not know what intermediate level meant?

The young man was shocked. Did Han Fei just insult him back?

Someone else whistled. "Well, Zhang Ning, he has no respect for you!"

"Zhang Ning, I would've knocked him out already if I were you!"

"Zhang Ning, you can't stand a level-two fisher insulting you like this, can you?"

The young man named Zhang Ning sneered. "You're good. Since you came with a rod, you must be here for practice, right? Let's have a game. I'll show you the gap between us."

Lu Lingzhi scolded, "Zhang Ning, that's too outrageous."

She then turned around to Han Fei. "Go now, you're at different levels. You can't defeat a level-four fisher."

Han Fei grinned. "That's fine. As it happens, I learned a stick technique today. It's a good opportunity for me to practice."

Zhang Ning hurried to say, "Leave us alone, Lu Lingzhi. This boy has agreed to it. I won't use any weapons."

Just as Zhang Ning was about to step forward, Han Fei had already slapped him with his bamboo rod.

Zhang Ning shouted, "You're ambushing me!"

BAM…

Crack!

"Ahhhhh… My neck is broken! My neck is broken!"

Zhang Ning fell to his knees and cried with a tilted head. Han Fei was too fast for him to dodge just now, and his shoulder was hit by Han Fei's stick. His collarbone had been dislocated.

Glancing at Zhang Ning who was crying, Han Fei said to everyone, "It was he who demanded a fight! He talked too much and did not use any weapons. Was it my fault?"

Everyone choked. They did not know that he was so strong at all.

Someone shouted, "That's not right. His strength and speed were not level two at all but at least level four."

Hu Kun and Lu Lingzhi both changed their expressions. Han Fei had reached level four?

Han Fei said, "I didn't say that I was in level two, did I? Are we done? Hu Kun, come here…"

"Wait!"

"You think that you can flee so easily after hitting one of our classmates?"

A tall guy walked out with a rod in his hand, except that it was of much worse quality than the bamboo rod.

The guy pointed at Han Fei. "You caught him by surprise just now. I don't know why you're so cocky when you have only just reached level four."

The guy then moved into a defensive stance with his stick.

Han Fei chuckled and jumped with the bamboo rod before he smashed it down. He had been beaten by He Xiaoyu all morning and knew how powerful it could be.

The guy lifted his rod against Han Fei's.

Clang…

The guy stepped back quickly, his hands turning numb. Has Han Fei really only just reached level four? Why is he so strong?

Lu Lingzhi and Hu Kun both blinked. How could Han Fei be so domineering immediately after his breakthrough?

Han Fei did not give the guy any chance to fight back. He simply slashed forward with the bamboo rod without using any tricks.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After a couple of hits, the guy's rod was bent.

BAM…

The guy fell on the ground after taking a hit from Han Kun."You're here specifically to challenge us, aren't you?"

Another guy walked out with a rod. Han Fei squinted slightly. This was a level-five fisher who had mocked him more than once before.

However, Han Fei was not scared. Seeing that the guy came at him, he merely struck back in the same way.

Clang…

Everybody covered their ears at the ear-splitting noise.

Han Fei, however, was delighted. This guy was much stronger and sturdier.

Han Fei struck unstoppably with the bamboo rod. Now and then, he was hit by the enemy's rod, but it was nothing because a level-four fisher had enough hardiness. He had been tested by He Xiaoyu for quite a while just now.

Someone was dumbfounded. "Is this guy a monster? Why is he so strong?"

In the battle, seeing that hitting was useless, Han Fei decided to sweep. He simply allowed the young man to strike his back before he swept with his full strength.

Crack!

"Ahhh… My arm is broken! It's broken!"

He Xiaoyu would've been amused if she were here. Her Sweeping Stick focused on technique, but Han Fei simply hit and swept with sheer strength.

Seeing the young man cry on the ground, Han Fei finally grimaced in pain. "Hu Kun, if you don't come out, I'll report you to the teacher."

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Chapter 14: Spiritual Heritage Test

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Han Fei had a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup, feeling revitalized, while Hu Kun stared at him hatefully.

Hu Kun gnashed his teeth. "Han Fei, good days don't last. Physical strength doesn't matter in the Fishing Trial. You will be demoted into an ordinary fisher if you can't pass it."

Han Fei patted Hu Kun's shoulder with a smile, as if he were comforting him. Some students even wondered why Han Fei and Hu Kun were so close.

Han Fei asked, "Right, where is my blade fish knife?"

Hu Kun said, "You're really taking it from me?"

Regretfully, Hu Kun gave him the knife and declared, "Fine, we're even now. I'll teach you a good lesson next time we meet."

After he had the soup, his spiritual energy reached 196 points, far more than the capacity of his body.

Before he finished his meal, Tang Ge rushed to him in a hurry. He took a long breath in relief seeing that Han Fei was fine. "Have you advanced?"

Han Fei said, "Yes. It feels quite good."

Tang Ge asked, "You made it straight to level four?"

Han Fei replied, "Yes. I'm making progress fast, probably because I stagnated too long."

Han Fei asked, "What about you? How does the level-one fishery feel?"

Tang Ge replied hopefully, "I have to become a fishing master. Someone acquired the power of a spiritual lobster that increased their cultivating speed by thirty percent. Another got the power of ball fish and had fifty percent more defense ability…"

Both Han Fei and He Xiaoyu were greatly shocked.

Han Fei found this world uncannier and uncannier. A human could acquire the power of a fish.

However, Han Fei still warned him, "Tang Ge, let's listen to our teachers. If it's really so great, everyone would've absorbed the power of fish long ago, but they didn't, so there must be disadvantages. We're only twelve. There's plenty of time for us to become Hidden Fishers."

She said, "That's right, we can't be blind. If it's possible, my father would've asked me to absorb it. Let's focus on the Spiritual Heritage Test!"

Tang Ge asked confusedly, "What's a Hidden Fisher?"He Xiaoyu talked a lot about Hidden Fishers and Spiritual Heritage. Hidden Fisher was too far away, but both Han Fei and Tang Ge were interested in her theories about Spiritual Heritage.

Spiritual Heritage decided the peak of one's cultivation. For example, He Xiaoyu's father's Spiritual Heritage was Level Two, High Quality, and the village leader's was Level Three, High Quality.

Those whose Spiritual Heritage was above level three had mostly gone to the town. So most people in the village only had poor Spiritual Heritage.

Han Fei immediately understood why the former Han Fei was so bad at cultivating. Level One, Incomplete was so horrible that he should've thanked god that he could still train himself.

Tang Ge did not stay long. He had a meal quickly before he was summoned for the test.

He Xiaoyu said, "Those who have reached level seven by twelve have been gathered. It's said that there are more than a hundred of them. They will probably be given elixirs. Only geniuses can have elixirs."

Han Fei waited for a long time in the classroom, but Tang Ge did not come back. The other people in the classroom were quite unfriendly after they learned that he had reached level four. They were embarrassed that they were surpassed by such a useless guy.

Wang Jie entered the classroom at this moment.

He glanced at everyone and said, "Gather in the playground. You will have the Spiritual Heritage Test."

Everybody was excited and hopeful.

The playground was jam-packed with people.

Thirty fishermen stood in a row at the front of the playground, a desk before each of them. There was a stone the size of a fist on every desk.

The village leader hosted it in person. "Listen up, everyone. The Spiritual Heritage Test is of paramount importance. Starting from today, those who have a Spiritual Heritage of Level One, High Quality will be rewarded with a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup every five days; those with Level Two, High Quality and Level Three will have a chance to study in the schools in the town; and if anyone has a Spiritual Heritage above Level Three, you will be the pride of Heavenly Water Village."

Han Fei saw Tang Ge and his peers. They were at the front of the lines. Tang Ge intended to go to Han Fei, but the teachers simply asked them to take the test.

He Xiaoyu said, "Some of them must have Level Three Spiritual Heritage."

Han Fei asked, "How do you know?"

He Xiaoyu said, "My father said that there are several of them every year. There was even a guy with Level Five Spiritual Heritage one year. He was directly taken into the city."

It had already started up ahead.

"Cao Jia, a level-seven fisher. Spiritual Heritage: Level Two, High Quality."

The whole playground was shocked that the first student was already Level Two, High Quality. It meant that he could study in the town and rise to greater heights.

"Li Rushui. Spiritual Heritage: Level Two, Low Quality."

"Zhou Haibo. Spiritual Heritage: Level Two, Mid Quality."Dozens of names were announced. Twenty-one of them were Level Two. The rest of them were all Level One, High Quality.

Suddenly, someone cried, "The Spiritual Heritage of Wu Lei, from Class Three, is Level Three, Mid Quality!"

Everybody cheered in the playground. Even the village leader stepped forward. Level Three, Mid Quality was almost a guarantee for a grand fishing master.

The guy named Wu Lei immediately exclaimed, "I'm Level Three, Mid Quality? Haha, I'm Level Three, Mid Quality!"

The other people all envied him. They had no idea that Fang Ze was observing them from a roof far away. He scorned that they were so satisfied with Level Three, Mid Quality. It would be barely possible for them to make it to the city.

Another dozen names were announced.

Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed and stood up quickly.

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Chapter 15: Standard of Spiritual Energy

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On the playground, everybody looked at the purple light that was bursting before their eyes in disbelief.

"Tang… Tang Ge. Spiritual Heritage… Seven."

Not that the teacher did not want to announce the level, but he had been too stunned to not stammer after seeing a Level Seven Spiritual Heritage for the first time in his life.

The teacher was not alone. Everybody on the playground, including the teachers and the village leader, couldn't say anything.

Hu Kun, who just raised glittery yellow light in the test, was also dumbfounded. He just intended to cry out his result when Tang Ge's result came in. How could he say anything?

"You're Tang Ge?"

Tang Ge nodded in confusion.

Fang Ze grinned so hard that his face was splitting apart. In ecstasy, he patted Tang Ge's shoulder heavily. "You will follow me for the time being."

Then, Fang Ze turned to the village leader. "Heavenly Water Village will be rewarded for raising this talent. All resource supplies will be doubled from today. The village leader will be given a Spirit Ascension Pill, a Blood Coral Pole, a Crimson Sea Fruit…"

Excited, Fang Ze threw out names that other people had never heard before. The village leader almost passed out.

Han Fei was happy for Tang Ge when he saw him being taken away.

The village leader finally returned to himself after the excitement. Glowing, he shouted, "Continue the test!"

"Hu Kun. Spiritual Heritage: Level Three, High Quality."

After the test for the Heavenly Talents were over, the results instantly became horrible. Those whose Spiritual Heritage was Level One, Low Quality looked awful. It meant that they could only be level-six fishermen at best in their life.

He Xiaoyu said, "Only if your Spiritual Heritage is better than Level One, High Quality can you become a fishing master. All right, it's our turn."

Han Fei realized something when he saw the brilliant yellow light that He Xiaoyu unleashed. Those with yellow light were no higher than level four.

As he expected, the teacher announced, "He Xiaoyu. Spiritual Heritage, Level Three, High Quality."

He Xiaoyu's father was quite excited. His daughter ranked in the top five of the thousand students. He almost laughed aloud in satisfaction.

Han Fei walked forward in silence.

Wang Jie looked at him and said, "Put your hand on the measuring stone and inject your spiritual energy into it."

It was a simple process. Han Fei saw that the stone glistened insignificantly.

"Huh?"

Wang Jie said in slight surprise, "Han Fei. Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality."

The result was so common that nobody paid any attention to it. Wang Jie exclaimed because he thought that Han Fei was Level One, Low Quality at best, or his advancement couldn't have been as slow.

Nobody noticed that there was a black streak on the stone. It could barely be distinguished from the stone itself.

Wang Jie didn't see it, but Han Fei caught it.

Han Fei retreated his hand. "Sir, what's the color for Level Four Spiritual Heritage?"

Wang Jie answered casually, "Blue… Next!"

Han Fei returned in confusion. Below Level Four, it was yellow; between level four and level six, it was blue; above level seven, it was purple. What did black represent?

"Han Fei, no need to worry. There's still hope for you. Although you can't compare to me, you're still better than a lot of people."In the cultivating ground, He Xiaoyu said, "You must be defter. Your way of fighting is too violent. We must focus more on technique. If you pour spiritual energy into the weapon, your spiritual energy will be used up after a couple of hits."

Han Fei stopped. "We can pour spiritual energy into the weapon?"

He Xiaoyu said, "Of course, but we don't use spiritual energy in our cultivation. It's too precious. However, a crisis may happen anytime in the fisheries, so you have to pour spiritual energy into your weapon, and you'd better make the best use of every point of it."

Han Fei was surprised as he asked about matters related to spiritual energy.

He Xiaoyu had 142 points now. Theoretically, one could become a level-seven fisher after they broke through 140 points. However, some people choose to train themselves at the peak of level six. It was said that the best guys in the village could reach 159 points while geniuses in the towns even cultivated to 179 points.

Han Fei's heart was pounding. "Are you sure that you have 120 points when you reach level six?"

He Xiaoyu said, "That's right! The standard for level six is 120 points."

Han Fei wondered what his 119 points meant. When he checked the Demon Purification Pot, his face changed.

His spiritual energy's upper limit had changed to 121!

Han Fei found it odd. Why was the upper limit increased by two points?

Was it because of the two bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup? Or was it because he cultivated his body with Swallowed Spirit Soup?

Thinking about that, Han Fei grinned. "He Xiaoyu, can I borrow your bamboo rod?"

He Xiaoyu said, "You want to fight again? I won't give it to you."

Han Fei said, "Listen, I'll pay you a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup every time I borrow it. How does that sound?"

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Chapter 16: Retaliation

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He Xiaoyu was tempted. She regretted giving away a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup just now, and Han Fei said that he would pay her a bowl if she lent him her rod.

She thought that Han Fei was silly. He owed her a Crimson Sea Fruit, and she did not lose any Swallowed Spirit Soup. She was so smart.

Han Fei, on the other hand, swaggered away with the rod.

One bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup equaled one point of spiritual energy. Could there be a faster way of advancement?

Han Fei kicked in the gate of Class One's cultivating ground.

The students of Class One were furious to see Han Fei. You've come again? Do you really think we dare not beat you up?

Hu Kun asked, "Han Fei, what do you want?"

Han Fei said, "Nothing! I'm happy that I made a breakthrough today, so I've come to duel."

Han Fei declared, "Whoever defeats me will have this bamboo rod. It was collected from the bottom of a level-one fishery and is definitely worth ten mid-quality pearls. What do you say?"

He Xiaoyu grew anxious. She pulled Han Fei back and said, "It's mine! My father will kill me if I lose it."

Someone immediately jumped out. "Bring it on! You're rather cocky for a piece of level-four garbage. Han Fei, your bamboo rod is mine."

Few people on the island had a bamboo rod. Most of them were fishing masters. He Xiaoyu's father only got her one because he loved her. The guy dared not rob her of it, but if he could win it in a duel, it would belong to him.

Hum…

Their hands glittered, a sign that spiritual energy was emerging.

"Han Fei, there's no turning back now."

Han Fei said, "I'm not turning back. However, while I'll give you the bamboo rod if I lose, what will you give me if you fail?"

The young man said, "You can have my iron rod."

Han Fei said, "How about this? If I win, you need to give me a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup."

The young man thought that it was no big deal. The Swallowed Spirit Soup was offered for free every five days. It was not nearly as precious as the bamboo rod.

"All right, it's a deal."

The young man was quite excited. He thought that the bamboo rod was already his. He hit Han Fei rather heavily.

However, Han Fei hit back with the bamboo rod equally ruthlessly, with a mischievous smile.

BAM!

The collision of the two rods caused such a huge blast that the young man was instantly blown away. His rod was broken into halves, and his hands were shaking and bleeding. His face couldn't be paler.

"That's impossible! That's impossible! How can you be so strong?"

Hu Kun, Lu Lingzhi, and He Xiaoyu were all dumbfounded. The guy was knocked down after only one attack when they were at the same level?

Han Fei sneered. You really think I'm level four? Why would I challenge you if I was a regular level-four? What surprised him was that the attack cost eight points of spiritual energy, which meant a yellow fish!

But on second thought, he had won a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup, which could increase the upper bound of his spiritual energy storage by one point. That was definitely worth it.

Han Fei immediately shouted, "Next!"

Some people lost confidence, but the bamboo rod was still too tempting.

Another young man stood out. Just as he was about to speak, Han Fei immediately began the fight!

Clang…

Under the thunderous explosion of spiritual energy, both of them became pale. However, Han Fei swept with the bamboo rod without thinking, unleashing all his strength.

His opponent was flung away into the wall, vomiting blood and unable to stand up again.

"Next!"

He Xiaoyu was shocked. How could the guy be so good? He only learned the technique this morning! Was he really untalented?

Hu Kun looked awful. He was also surprised that Han Fei was so good. He had thought that he could catch the angel's attention, but Tang Ge stole his thunder. Was he going to be eclipsed by a piece of garbage now? Hu Kun immediately hinted to his friend.

"Han Fei, since you're here for duels, I assume you welcome all opponents. I, Wang Ming, am a level-five fisher, and I also practice Sweeping Stick. Do you dare to duel with me?"

Han Fei said, "Of course! But since your level is above mine, you need to pay two bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup."

"All right, two bowls it is."

The battle began quickly. Han Fei was not scared at all but simply attacked, swept, and pierced just like before.

Han Fei launched three heavy attacks at the very beginning. His opponent was rather shocked. Did the guy have unlimited spiritual energy? A level-four fisher was only supposed to have eighty points of spiritual energy.

Han Fei's heavy hits should've cost a dozen points each time. How many times had he struck?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Everybody blinked every time their weapons clashed. How could the guy still fight?

BAM…

His opponent was thrown away. Breathing heavily, Han Fei said, "Next! Are there more?"

After seven consecutive sweeps, Han Fei knocked the guy out again, not giving him a chance to fight back.

Everybody was greatly shocked. Han Fei could defeat a level-five fisher?

A bunch of people jumped out the next second.

He Xiaoyu pulled Han Fei's sleeve and said, "Wait, you can't fight on. You'll lose if you continue."

Han Fei smiled and shouted, "Where is my soup? Why are my four bowls of soup still not here?"

Everybody could tell that Han Fei had been worn out. However, the absorption of the Swallowed Spirit Soup would take a long time. How much spiritual energy could Han Fei regain if he drank it now?

A few minutes later, the soup was delivered.

The students looked awful. They were mad that they lost four bowls of soup so easily.

Han Fei gave a bowl to He Xiaoyu. "We're even now."

Han Fei chugged the three bowls of soup without stopping.

Han Fei took a deep breath and realized that his spiritual energy had reached 300 points. It was a profitable deal.

Han Fei shouted, "I feel that I can kill a big meat turtle! Who's next?"

Someone said suspiciously, "He must be pretending! Take him down!"

Then, Han Fei charged at him with his rod and jumped at him.

The guy was astounded. "When did I say I want to fight with you?"

BAM…

After a collision, the guy's iron rod was broken, and he vomited blood on the ground.

"You're shameless! When did he say that he would challenge you?"

Han Fei said, "He said that he would take me down. That's a declaration of war. I didn't know that he was so useless."

"That's enough!"

Hu Kun stepped forward and said, "Han Fei, what's the meaning of this?"

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Chapter 17: Overly Full

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Han Fei had thought of a plan. He grinned and said, "From today on, I will get back at those who bullied me before. However, if they offer me a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup voluntarily, I'll let bygones be bygones."

Hu Kun also wanted to beat Han Fei, but he knew it would be too outrageous if he were to go up. He had to hold back.

Han Fei turned around and sniffed, "You are too weak. None of you are worthy."

Even He Xiaoyu was confused. The Han Fei today was completely different from the Han Fei she knew the past four years. She had heard what happened to Han Fei before and understood why Tang Ge protected him.

Had Han Fei really awakened, like he claimed? But why was he so violent after awakening?

As a matter of fact, Han Fei was not violent at all. He was merely eating Swallowed Spirit Soup with an excuse. If one bowl of the soup could increase the upper limit of his spiritual energy by one point, would he be invincible after he had a hundred bowls?

In the cultivating ground of Class Two…

BAM…

The gate was kicked open.

Han Fei announced, "Hey, everyone, let's make a deal. This bamboo rod of mine is most valuable. Whoever defeats me will have it. Of course, it doesn't matter if you lose. All you need to do is to give me a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup…"

A round of mockery sounded like before.

Ten minutes later…

Everybody was lying on the ground, and a couple of bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup had been placed before Han Fei.

Gudu! Gudu!

Han Fei looked at He Xiaoyu who was still dazed and said, "Do you want another bowl? The rent for your rod that I proposed seems too petty."Han Fei grew famous after half a day. A useless guy had defeated everyone of his level, and even some whose level was higher than his, in all classes.

The whole school was shocked.

The faculty was having a meeting discussing the arrangement for the geniuses with Level Three Spiritual Heritage, when an intern teacher came in and said, "Master Wang Jie, I'm afraid there's something you need to take care of."

Wang Jie was dazed. "What is it?"

The intern teacher replied, "Well, Han Fei from your class fought on campus."

Wang Jie chuckled. "Han Fei? Who did he fight with? Mr. Zheng, it's not unusual for students to practice with each other, or they will be flowers in a greenhouse."

The intern teacher smiled bitterly. Was it really practice?

"No, Master Wang Jie, he has defeated everybody in his grade. Nobody in his level fights him anymore. He's now challenging those whose level is higher than his."

"Pu…"

All the fishing masters were astounded. What? He defeated a whole grade and even challenged people beyond his level?

Wang Jie asked in astonishment, "Are you sure that you're talking about Han Fei from my class?"

The intern teacher replied, "Is there a second Han Fei in our school?"When the teachers arrived, Han Fei was shouting at a class, "Are you doing it or not? This bamboo rod can be sold for ten mid-quality pearls, and you only need to pay a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup."

However, the experts of his level all shook their heads quickly.

Han Fei said, "What a bunch of cowards. That's fine. However, whoever bullied me before better give me my Swallowed Spirit Soup in three days, or you will know how merciless my rod can be."

Someone said grimly, "I'll fight you."

Han Fei said, "That won't do. You're a level-six fisher. I'm only level-four."

Having been enraged by Han Fei, the guy shouted, "I don't want your bamboo rod! If you win, I'll give you four bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup."

"Deal."

Han Fei was meaning to find out the gap between him and a level-six fisher. The guy offered him a chance.

He Xiaoyu said, "Han Fei, you're out of your mind. He's level six. Don't break your foundation for some Swallowed Spirit Soup."

Han Fei said solemnly, "Am I doing this for the Swallowed Spirit Soup? No, I'm only polishing myself. Only with a strong body can I better survive on the ocean."

He Xiaoyu blinked. Why do I feel that you're fooling me? You're obviously doing this for the Swallowed Spirit Soup.

One of the mentors said, "Huh! That's Qin Guang from my class. His Spiritual Heritage was Level Two, High Quality in the test. Han Fei is fighting him?"

Wang Jie was dizzy himself. Wasn't Han Fei a level-two fisher? Why could he fight a level-six fisher? Only then did another teacher tell him that Han Fei had broken through to level four.

The fishing masters were still chatting when Han Fei and Qin Guang began to fight.

Spiritual energy flourished between them. Enormous power burst out between the bamboo rod and the iron rod.

Han Fei simply smashed forward, spiritual energy flowing from the bamboo rod. Unable to break his opponent's defense, Han Fei began to sweep. After a couple of attacks, he changed from sweeping to smashing again.

Qin Guang had a lot of abilities, but he couldn't resist against Han Fei, who was unleashing his spiritual energy without any restraint. Every fisher only had limited spiritual energy. His 136 points had all been used to block Han Fei's bamboo rod. How could he fight on?

After the sixteenth hit from Han Fei, Qin Guang's rod was finally blown away. Qin Guang was pale. He couldn't understand why he was defeated by a level-four fisher. Did the guy have unlimited spiritual energy?

Not just Qin Guang, all the fishing masters were dumbfounded, too. How could a level-four fisher have so much spiritual energy? Han Fei struck sixteen times in total. Even if it cost eight points of spiritual energy each time, that would be 128 points in total! It was the capacity of level six, not level four!

Han Fei, on the other hand, picked up the Swallowed Spirit Soup and had another bowl.

Han Fei immediately looked better. The gap between level six and level four was obvious. His opponent's hardiness was better than his own. If Qin Guang had abandoned defense and fought back, the result of the battle could've been different.

Han Fei said, "He Xiaoyu, drink some for me. I'm full."

He Xiaoyu was almost in tears. "I'm full, too. I've had thirteen bowls…"

One of the middle-aged fishing masters found it odd. Why was his daughter involved in this? Also, why did Han Fei's bamboo rod look like his daughter's?

The other fishing masters were lost for words, too. They had never seen anyone fed with Swallowed Spirit Soup. How many bowls had Han Fei had?

Actually, the Swallowed Spirit Soup was of no use to Han Fei now. Han Fei realized it when he discovered that the upper limit of his spiritual energy was stuck at 139 points.

However, he could continue his challenges. While the capacity of his spiritual energy couldn't be changed, the Swallowed Spirit Soup could refill the spiritual energy he lost.

A student shouted from the crowd, "Han Fei, you've had more than thirty bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup. Do you not need to pee at all?"

Han Fei, however, burped and said, "I can hold it back for now. Who's next?"

Suddenly, there was a fierce shout: "Han Fei!"

Han Fei said without looking back, "One at a time. I'm not done with this class yet. Don't be hasty."

"How many more classes are you planning to fight?"

Han Fei turned around, only to discover Wang Jie as well as a bunch of other teachers.

Darting his eyes about, Han Fei said in a hurry, "Master, I have to pee. I'll go to the bathroom…"

"You can hold it back. You're not going anywhere."

He Xiaoyu rose in a hurry and said, "Han Fei, my bamboo rod!"

Han Fei realized that he couldn't fight on anymore, so he threw the bamboo rod back to He Xiaoyu.Everybody was relieved after Han Fei left. Finally! Even a level-six expert was defeated by him. Did they have to ask a level-seven expert to crush him? Why was the useless guy so strong all of a sudden?

Everybody knew that Tang Ge's Spiritual Heritage was level seven, but Han Fei's was only level one. Even if Tang Ge asked the angel to help him, he couldn't have grown so fast!

On the playground, Wang Jie narrowed his eyes and asked, "I can understand your advancement, but what's with your spiritual energy?"

Han Fei said, "Huh? Master, my spiritual energy circulates in my body!"

Pa…

Han Fei was immediately slapped in the head by Wang Jie, who was lost for words. Even Fang Ze, who came from the city, could not circulate spiritual energy in his body, and Han Fei said he could?

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Chapter 18: A War Caused by a Tortoise

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Wang Jie was suspicious about Han Fei's ability to absorb spiritual energy. He had never seen anyone who could absorb it as fast. Was it a talent? But if so, why had Han Fei never revealed it until today?

Wang Jie said, "Attack me."

Han Fei hesitated, "Master, I don't want to waste my spiritual energy on my teacher."

Wang Jie said, "You will do what I ask you to. Enough talking."

Han Fei said gloomily, "Master, I don't have a rod. I borrowed He Xiaoyu's."

Wang Jie thought for a moment and said, "Wait a moment."

Several minutes later, Wang Jie returned and tossed an iron rod to Han Fei. "Hit me."

Han Fei knew that he couldn't squirrel his way out of this. All he could do was waste some of his spiritual energy, striking heavily with an explosive sound.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Wang Jie blocked with his fishing pole, at ease. Han Fei's smashing, sweeping, and piercing couldn't hurt Wang Jie at all.

Han Fei was greatly shocked. How strong would grand fishing masters and Hidden Fishers be if a fishing master was already so strong?

Pondering for a moment, Wang Jie said, "Your body is as good as that of a level-six fisher. Is it a naturally endowed talent?"

But he quickly shook his head. Han Fei's Spiritual Heritage was Level One, High Quality after all. Such a talent couldn't be of much help. Besides, it remained to be seen whether or not it was Han Fei's talent.

Wang Jie said, "You'd better stop asking for your classmates' trouble. Since you're good at fighting, you can spend more time in the general fishery. Try releasing your hook more than five meters deep, but make sure it's no more than eight meters deep."

Han Fei asked, "Master, shouldn't I learn battle techniques right now?"

Wang Jie was amused. "Battle techniques? You want to learn more battle techniques when you haven't grasped Sweeping Stick yet? Come to me when your soul awakens or when you reach level seven!"

Han Fei had temporarily dropped the idea of learning battle techniques. After all the duels, he indeed realized that everybody practiced stick arts.

Also, the stick arts were quite brutal battle techniques themselves. Han Fei was quite satisfied with it.

Tang Ge did not return. He did not send any messages after Fang Ze took him away.

Having devoured almost forty bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup, Han Fei was almost overflowing with spiritual energy, but it was only an illusion.

The data in the Demon Purification Pot had soared.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Four (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 1488 (139)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality (Upgradeable)

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)

Han Fei was excited at the storage of his spiritual energy. He wanted to infer another awesome technique, but his level was too low for him to practice any other battle techniques yet.

In the morning, Han Fei left for the port with his fishing pole.

The port was as lively as ever.

There were three main roads to the port, and all were jam-packed with people. There were also five more ports that were as prosperous as this one.

He passed by a stand that sold fragrant snails. It was surprisingly popular.

Han Fei clicked his tongue. He didn't know there were so many rich people.

Fragrant snails were snails that lived at the bottom of the ocean. Some fish fed on them, and most fishermen got them by capturing those fish.

Of course, some of the more adventurous fishermen would dive into the water and dig them from the bottom of the ocean, even though the bottom of the ocean was full of dangers, such as Snakebelts or poisonous sea snakes.

However, returns were the best motivation.

Han Fei was in no rush today, so he observed a bit longer. Then he realized that most food here was steamed or boiled without any seasoning. Would he make a fortune if he opened a barbecue shop?

Before Han Fei was able to consider the idea, the crowd clamored far away on the main road.

Dozens of people came to Han Fei with a middle-aged man at the center.

When they were closer, Han Fei saw a giant meat tortoise on the man's shoulder. He glanced at it and the data popped up.

Name Giant Meat Tortoise

Level Nine

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 188 points

Effect Increases health; broadens veins.

Collectible Lousy shell

Absorbable

Han Fei was surprised. It was the creature of the highest level that he had seen. The spiritual energy it contained was enormous.

Hiss…

A lot of people gasped loudly.

Someone exclaimed, "Heavens! A giant meat tortoise! How did you get it?"

Someone approached the middle-aged man and said, "Brother, five mid-quality pearls is a fair price. Why don't you sell it to me?"

The middle-aged man shook his head stubbornly. "This tortoise is for my son's cultivation. I won't sell it."

The man next to him, who was obviously a merchant, suggested, "Brother, what's your son's level? Does he need a weapon or a battle technique? We can trade!"

Right then, the crowd was divided.

A handsome young man in white clothes came over with a bunch of servants.

Seeing them, someone immediately shouted, "The Wang family! A family of five fishing masters!"

Someone said in a low voice, "I'm told that the leader of the Wang family is already a grand fishing master."

"This giant meat tortoise will definitely go to the Wang family."

The young man smiled at the middle-aged man. "Uncle, why don't you sell the tortoise to me? I'll offer you eight mid-quality pearls and a bottle of Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid."

The man was astounded by the offer.

Before the middle-aged man said anything, another bunch of people approached from the other end.

The dealers beside Han Fei hurried to clear the way. "It's Li Hu, the young master of the Tigers! Get out of the way!"

The Tigers were an infamous gang in Heavenly Water Village. The leader of the gang had a rarely-seen spiritual beast that protected him in the level-one fishery. On the ocean, even the grand fishing masters had to show him some respect.

Li Hu glared at the young man from the Wang family. "Wang Baiyu, is the Wang family invading the territory of the Tigers?"

Wang Baiyu was not angry at all but simply chuckled at him. "Are the Tigers allowed to disrupt fair deals at the port? Or do the Tigers think that nobody in Heavenly Water Village can suppress them?"

Li Hu said, "Why don't you ask him if he dares to sell it to you?"

The middle-aged man immediately dropped the idea. He couldn't afford pissing off the Tigers.

Wang Baiyu said, "Why don't you buy it? I can rob you of it afterward. It will save me a lot of money."

He couldn't have looked calmer, but his declaration was most ruthless.

Li Hu grinned. "Try robbing me."

The middle-aged man was quite pitiful. He could crush the two brats easily, but he dared not touch them at all because of their family background.

"You can divide the tortoise evenly!"

While the two parties were at odds, somebody suddenly suggested this.

Instantly, everybody looked at the source of the voice.

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Chapter 19: Undersea Shock

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Han Fei only said it innocently. He thought that it was just a tortoise, and that they should respect the uncle who had obtained it through all the trouble.

Li Hu's eyes beamed with coldness. Before he spoke, one of his subordinates scolded, "Boy, who allowed you to talk?"

Han Fei was lost for words. Are you suggesting that I can't talk?

Wang Baiyu, however, chuckled. "Have the Tigers forbidden everyone from talking? If you dare to touch him, I'll cut your hands."

Li Hu sneered, "His suggestion is not bad. I'll have the shell. You can have the meat."

Wang Baiyu scorned with good manners, "What are you thinking? Can you make use of the shell? In the whole Heavenly Water Village, only the Wang family has an Armorist. If you can find a second one, I'll give the shell to you."

Li Hu seemed to have lost interest in debating. He sniffed and said, "Beat them. Whatever is in the Tigers' territory belongs to the Tigers."

Two people behind Li Hu unleashed magnificent auras and glowed with spiritual energy, indicating that they were at least level-six fishermen.

The two of them charged out like arrows, but halfway through, two swords that were also enshrouded in spiritual energy darted at them.

Han Fei stepped back in a hurry. For a moment, he sensed a power that could rip him apart easily.

Shua…

A cold light flashed, and the two swords stabbed into the ground, with two hands next to them.

"Armorist?"

Li Hu was appalled. He looked at the crowd, only to see a brawny, middle-aged man walking toward him with an enormous box.

"Third Young Master."

The man approached Wang Baiyu and greeted him respectfully, before he stepped aside.

Li Hu said, "Good! Is the Wang family declaring war on the Tigers?"

Before Wang Baiyu could say anything, the middle-aged man replied indifferently, "Declaring war on the Tigers? Ask your father to make the remark again."

The folly ended as fast as it started.

Wang Baiyu chuckled and said, "Right, Li Hu, I'll have someone send the meat to your house later."

All the onlookers were too scared to say anything.

The middle-aged man who carried the giant meat tortoise dare not argue. Someone took it away from him and gave him his reward.

Li Hu sniffed and walked back coldly.

Han Fei stayed where he was, still recovering from the shock. After a flash, two arms fell on the ground. What if the swords were shot at their heads?

Han Fei looked at the man who carried the box in astonishment. Armorist? What's that? He did not know anything about it.

He speculated that he would have the answer when he became a fishing master. He was not hasty.

The street was occupied by noise again after the fight, but Han Fei did not want to stay anymore. There were too many secrets in this world waiting to be unveiled, and in order to do that, he had to become a fishing master.

In the departure port, it was still the same receptionist.

Han Fei said, "Sister Xiao Qin, just for me alone."

Xiao Qin asked in surprise, "For yourself? Can you afford the tax?"

Although she questioned Han Fei suspiciously, she had already begun to register for him.

Few people rented boats for themselves, so Han Fei's boat came fast.

He rented an eight-person boat because it had eight fish cabins. If another fish tide took place, he would be in for a treat.

Han Fei got on the boat and flew somewhat far away in the general fishery.

The general fishery was said to have a length and width of a thousand kilometers, but few people ever made it five hundred kilometers away, because there wasn't enough spiritual energy for them to control the boat. Even the best fishermen could only reach seven hundred kilometers away.

As for Han Fei, he did not intend to go so far away. He planned to go two hundred meters away. If he got too far, he might not be able to return.

However, after a dozen minutes, Han Fei discovered, to his shock, that the boat flew further and further beyond his control.

"Damn, are you kidding me?"

Back in the headquarters of the Tigers in Heavenly Water Village…

"Young master, I guarantee that guy will never return."

Li Hu said, "All right, got it."

Han Fei did not know that somebody had set him up.

BAM…

After an explosion, Han Fei discovered that the controller was broken. His eyes almost popped out. I can accept that you malfunctioned, but how could you explode?

Han Fei was grim. He did not know how far he had flown, but he could not see another boat on the ocean.

Also, after the controller exploded, the boat lost momentum and couldn't float anymore. Shaking, it dropped quickly.

"Damn! I'm going to be killed!"

The boat was falling from hundreds of meters high in the sky. Han Fei believed that he was doomed. The boat would definitely smash itself into a pile of wood!

Han Fei clutched the edge of the boat in the raging wind. Right before it hit the water, he sprang from the boat and dived into the ocean.

He couldn't be more nervous. The fish in the ocean could be horrifying. If he encountered a blade fish or a Snakebelt, he could be killed any minute.

Thankfully, no shoals were around. Even if there had been any, they had been scared off by his sudden dive.

The first thing Han Fei did in the ocean was open his eyes and search for the boat. The fall was slower than he had expected. If the boat was of reasonable quality, it shouldn't be damaged.

But an accident did take place. Han Fei saw an enormous green turtle far away that was attracted to him and swimming in his direction. It was twice the size of regular green turtles.

Shoot…

The creature was only five meters away from him, but it suddenly turned around, as if it had lost interest in him.

Han Fei took a breath in relief and hurried to swim upward. However, he immediately saw a few shiny knives.

Han Fei felt like crying. He had met multiple blade fish. He dared not move at all, hoping that they would not take him for food, which he did not look like at all.

As he expected, the blade fish circled Han Fei and left. One of them even stared at Han Fei for quite a while, as if wondering why it had never seen such a thing before.

Han Fei reached for the knife on his waist. Who knew if the blade fish would come and cut him?

Seeing no reaction from the blade fish, Han Fei waved his limbs, ready to ascend to the surface of the ocean.

When Han Fei swam, he realized that his vision was surprisingly good in the water. Also, his movement in the ocean couldn't be easier. Were the people in this world naturally born with swimming skills?

However, before Han Fei reached the surface, he saw a snake-shaped creature slithering at him fast.

Damn! A Snakebelt?

Han Fei couldn't be more unlucky. Green turtles and blade fish were fine. They wouldn't attack until they were in danger.

However, the Snakebelt was different. It liked warm things best. What could be warmer than Han Fei right now? It wanted to pierce his body!

Thinking about that, Han Fei dived down. If he were to reach the surface of the ocean, the Snakebelt would strike him easily when he couldn't see it.

Holding his dagger, Han Fei faced the Snakebelt warily.

The Snakebelt was circling, and the dense sharp teeth on its head were opening and closing. It seemed to have grown interested in Han Fei.

Han Fei's heart pounded. He tried to calm himself down while he confronted the Snakebelt with his dagger.

Suddenly, Han Fei sensed that a shadow was darting at him from the left near his feet.

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Chapter 20: The Bottom of the Ocean

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Not daring to ignore it, he stabbed his dagger in that direction. At the same time, he tightened his muscles and covered his body with spiritual energy. He felt lucky that he didn't upgrade his Spiritual Heritage, or his spiritual energy wouldn't have been enough.

Other people wouldn't think about that at all. Only the advanced experts above level seven could cover their body with spiritual energy, because it consumed a lot of energy. While ten or so points of spiritual energy were needed to enhance a weapon, at least thirty points were required to enshroud the body.

After his body was enshrouded by spiritual energy, Han Fei suddenly seemed to have turned into a fish. His body was no longer affected by the current, and his vision and reaction time significantly improved.

Gululu…

Han Fei slashed his dagger, but he was still not as fast as the Snakebelt. It opened its mouth and took a bite at his chest.

Quickly, Han Fei turned away, slashing his dagger and punching his fist at the same time.

Because his speed was better, the Snakebelt was hit, but not very badly. It was only flung half a meter away before it regained its balance.

Han Fei quickly turned around, only to see the Snakebelt coming at him again as fast as a ray of light.

Han Fei was incapable of any undersea battle techniques. He regretted that he didn't take an iron rod just now. If he had the rod, he might be able to crush the creature easily. However, since he only had a dagger, he could only use it as a rod.

Wu… Wu…

The noise when he wielded the dagger underwater was weird. Han Fei poured his spiritual energy into the dagger and waved it crazily. Although it dealt little damage, the Snakebelt was more or less intimidated.

Then, Han Fei's wrist hurt. As it turned out, the Snakebelt bit him on the wrist, seeing that it couldn't win a head-on battle.

Han Fei did not know that the fish was intelligent. It was scared of Han Fei's dagger, which was brimming with spiritual energy, so it intended to bite his hand and force him to drop the dagger.

Right when Han Fei thought that part of his flesh would be bitten off, Han Fei's wrist suddenly glittered.

A calabash appeared out of nowhere and glowed.

As if terrified, the Snakebelt turned around, trying to flee.

Han Fei certainly wouldn't let it go, not after he had wasted hundreds of points of spiritual energy on the creature. Immediately, he grasped the Snakebelt's tail.

Speculating that the tail might be slippery, Han Fei then stabbed his dagger into it.

Immediately, the Snakebelt squeaked and dragged Han Fei downward crazily.

Han Fei, stunned and caught unprepared, was suddenly hauled to the bottom of the ocean. By the time he realized he should release the tail, he had descended dozens of meters. He felt the pressure of the water.

He planned to let it go and swim back up, but after a quick glance, he discovered several Snakebelts, green turtles, and even a meat tortoise in the distance. There was also an assortment of other fish that he had no time to recognize.

Not daring to loosen his hands, Han Fei descended deeper and deeper and felt more and more pressure. For reasons he didn't know, he did not feel any lack of oxygen after fighting for such a long time and being pulled all the way to this place. His body was still functioning normally, and he felt that he could hold his breath for another twenty minutes.

However, he certainly couldn't spend the rest of his life in the water. Seeing that he was about to reach the bottom, Han Fei gripped the dagger and clutched the Snakebelt's wound. Exerting his strength, he immediately cut the Snakebelt into two parts. Blood gushed out.

Having no time to care about the Snakebelt, he swam as far away from it as possible.

Several minutes later, fish emerged out of nowhere and bit the Snakebelt. Han Fei watched the ferocious predator be reduced into a long fish bone in the blink of an eye.

Han Fei saw coral and swam in that direction. It was too horrible. If dozens of fish were to bite him, he would be nibbled into a skeleton even if he were a fishing master!

However, after Han Fei saw the full view of the bottom of the ocean, he was dumbfounded.

The bottom of the ocean was full of crimson coral that stretched out for thousands of meters, as well as all kinds of shells.

Clams were opening and closing, enormous mussels were sleeping, green crabs half a meter long were watching Han Fei and warily holding their pincers, and sea anemones' long tentacles were waving in the water.

For a moment, all kinds of data was popping up before Han Fei's eyes.

Name Bloody Anemone

Level Ten

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 1,888 points

Effect Inedible; for pharmaceutical purposes.

Collectible Dissolved poisons

AbsorbableName Ruler Coral

Level Ten

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 100 points

Effect Inedible; for forging purposes.

Collectible Coral heart

AbsorbableHan Fei was overwhelmed by the data. There were too many creatures for him to check!

In that moment, a colorful fish was absorbed by a sea anemone. Then dense tubes were stabbed into the fish's body, turning it into bones.

Feeling creeped out, Han Fei stayed as far away from the sea anemone as possible.

He turned around, hoping to see something else. But a starfish the size of a basin spun quickly like a top and squeezed into the mud.

Han Fei even saw a clam, several meters long, whose mouth was wide open. There was a glittering pearl in it. Han Fei was sure that it was not a regular pearl, because it was glowing.

Oh… Could it be a high-quality pearl?

Han Fei observed it carefully.

Name Ghost Blade Clam

Level Ten

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 192 points

Effect It tastes delicious and can increase physical qualities.

Collectible Ghost pearl, which can nurture the veins and nerves when eaten.

Absorbable

Whoa! This is a real treasure!

Han Fei knew that anything that could nurture the veins and nerves was worth dozens of mid-quality pearls. Most people couldn't afford it in their lifetime.

Han Fei looked around. The bottom of the ocean was less dangerous. While many huge fish were swimming around, none of them regarded Han Fei as an enemy. Some little fish were even wandering around Han Fei.

Tempted, Han Fei was ready to fetch the pearl.

However, a big black fish rushed closer, as if it were going to compete with him for it. Han Fei was rather angry. It was not easy to come down here, and you're competing with me?

But Han Fei's complaint was soon gone. At the edge of the clam, countless sharp teeth appeared and tightened, biting the big black fish into halves frighteningly.

Han Fei couldn't sweat right now, but his head was still dizzy.

Is this a trap? What kind of clam has teeth?

Han Fei looked at the smaller clams and the big clam and lost interest. No wonder it was named Ghost Blade Clam. Such a huge clam was indeed extraordinary.

The undersea species were too weird. He saw certain creatures that looked like nails hopping close from far away like springs.

Han Fei knew that they were nail conches that would poke nails at people when attacked. The fishermen had to be extra careful when they caught a nail conch, or they might be penetrated by the nails.

Han Fei swam like a fish. He was not scared of the corals, which were unaggressive. He could also use the corals as his shield when in danger. Of course, he had to avoid the corners that he couldn't see clearly. God knew how many creatures were hiding there.

Han Fei only wanted to find a rod, or whatever could be used as a rod.

His first idea was to cut a coral, but he couldn't. He only managed to chop a small piece even after he poured his spiritual energy into his dagger.

So hard?

Han Fei's eyes glittered. He cut a long coral with his dagger. If it was made into a rod, it would be much better than an iron rod, although it still couldn't compare to the bamboo rod.

A while later, Han Fei swam among the corals with a coral rod in his hand. He wondered how he could return to the surface of the ocean. He couldn't hold his breath much longer.

Suddenly, Han Fei was stunned by a crimson tree that looked like a coral. Corals were in fact the dead bodies of certain insects. However, the crimson tree seemed much smoother than coral. Han Fei even saw a fruit on it.

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Chapter 21: Hook Kiss

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Can corals yield fruits? The idea popped up in Han Fei's head but was immediately disapproved.

Han Fei swam closer and realized that something was not right. How could there be so many bones?

Yes, there were bones everywhere. Some were fish, some were turtles, and some were human.

More importantly, the human bones did not come from one person.

When he looked at the fruit on the crimson tree, Han Fei was shocked that data appeared.

Name Purple Bamboo

Level Ten

Quality Ultra

Spiritual Energy ???

Effect ???

Collectible Purple Bamboo Fruit

Absorbable

Purple Bamboo Fruit?

Han Fei immediately remembered the Crimson Sea Fruit that Fang Ze gave to the village leader. He didn't see the fruit clearly, but he saw how ecstatic the village leader was. Fortunately, he had met another marvelous fruit. He wondered how it was compared to the Crimson Sea Fruit.

Wait…

Han Fei calmed himself down. The bones indicated great danger. Why were those people and animals dead?

Han Fei immediately backed off. He saw the knife of a blade fish in the corals.

It must belong to the deceased. Other than the knife, Han Fei also noticed some fishing poles and iron rods.

Seeing the iron rod, Han Fei immediately drew his fishing pole.

The coral rod was for self-defense, but in a battle, it would definitely be too rough and unwieldy. The iron rod, on the other hand, would be much better.

Hiu…

Han Fei cast the hook out. He caught the iron rod and even tied the line on the rod. That was the difference between a Divine fishing art and a regular fishing art.

Regular fishing arts were special tricks that aimed to capture fish. Hook Kiss, on the other hand, could integrate the hook, the line, and the fishing pole and be applied to battles.

Han Fei had practiced it before but wasn't very familiar with it yet. One of his purposes for the trip was to practice Hook Kiss. The effect of the art amazed him.

Han Fei dragged the iron rod as well as the blade fish's knife to him.

Although there were human bones, he didn't see any weapons. He saw several fishing poles, but they were iron ones at best. It would be a burden to carry them.

Huh? A turtle shell? The Wang family and the Tigers fought over a shell. That's certainly good stuff.

Casting the hook and pulling, Han Fei changed his face. It weighed more than fifty kilograms!

Han Fei's heart was bleeding. The shell was too heavy for him to carry to the surface of the ocean!

Han Fei did not dwell on it. He abandoned the shell and looked at the purple bamboo.

Han Fei was tempted. The purple bamboo was a natural material for a rod!

Han Fei wondered if he should try to grab it. But what if he did grab it, would there be any trouble?

For Han Fei, taking risks was not unusual. He made up his mind to take it.

Han Fei cast the hook at the Purple Bamboo Fruit quickly. His heart raced as the hook approached his target…

Hiu…

The hook reached the fruit, but at exactly the same moment, Han Fei felt that the corals trembled, and a gigantic head extended out of a hole.

Name Sea Dragon

Level Eighteen

Quality Rare

Spiritual Energy ???

Effect ???

Collectible ???

Absorbable

Tch… Damn it, a sea dragon? A level-eighteen rare monster? I'm so f*cked.

The sea dragon was not a real dragon but one of the strongest sea snakes. As a top-tier demonic snake, it shouldn't be here at all.

Han Fei had no doubt that he was no match for the creature.

He immediately tried to retreat the line and run, but the fruit was not pulled to him although the line had been straightened. Seeing that it was possible to take it, Han Fei immediately gave up.

He shook the fishing pole and transmitted his power from the fishing pole to the hook. The hook instantly broke free. Han Fei cast it out again, not at the Purple Bamboo Fruit but at another cluster of corals dozens of meters away.

The sea dragon dashed out and stared at him with bloodshot eyes, as if it were interested in the small creature that was trying to steal its treasure.

Right after the sea snake came at him, Han Fei pulled the hook heavily and swooshed to the other cluster of corals.

A strange scene happened in the corals.

Han Fei cast his hook now and then, allowing him to leap from one place to another quickly, but whenever he left a place, the corals behind him would be crushed by a giant head.

Han Fei cried, Brother, I did not intend to steal your stuff. Can we talk nicely?

I'm doomed. It's a dead end.

There were no corals ahead. He had reached where he started his exploration.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei quickly swam to the sea anemones. However, the sea dragon was much faster than him. Seeing that it was going to bite him, Han Fei gritted his teeth and flew at the Ghost Blade Clam whose mouth was wide open.

Crack…

The noise of closing teeth came into Han Fei's ears. This place was too dangerous.

The Ghost Blade Clam's mouth was aimed at Han Fei, as if it were waiting for Han Fei to send himself over.

The moment Han Fei approached it, he sprang and jumped over the Ghost Blade Clam.

In the next second, an enormous head bumped into the Ghost Blade Clam.

The Ghost Blade Clam would've been rendered speechless if it was intelligent. How can there be such a huge head? I can't swallow it at all!

Sharp teeth emerged and bit down, only to pierce into the sea dragon's flesh.

Hooo…

The sea dragon roared and crashed into a rock.

Clang…

After an ear-splitting explosion, the Ghost Blade Clam fell from the sea dragon. If Han Fei had the time to look back, he would see that half of the clam's teeth were gone and there was a hole on its shell. It was basically dead.

A green crab was watching, holding its pincers. Having no time to think, Han Fei cast the hook to the crab and threw it to the sea dragon.

The half-meter-long crab was chewed into pieces after a bite, but one of its pincers left a wound on the sea dragon's mouth.

Han Fei was anxious. What could he do if it didn't let go of him? He couldn't defeat it!

Seeing the tentacles of the sea anemones that were floating in the water, Han Fei gritted his teeth.

He cast the hook to one of the tentacles. The next moment, all the tentacles began to float.

He had threats both ahead and behind.

Han Fei hurled himself to the sea anemones, where thousands of tentacles were waiting. He poured all his spiritual energy into his iron rod and slashed. Immediately, the water surged and pushed the tentacles to one side.

Exceeding his expectations, a bloody mouth enveloped him right before he fell into the sea anemones.

I'm doomed!

Han Fei could see nothing but darkness. He had been devoured. The good news was that the coral rod was stuck in the mouth of the sea dragon. As for the iron rod, he had lost it earlier.

Damn it. This is so tight…

Han Fei couldn't move at all. The muscles of the sea dragon were constricting and moving randomly. Han Fei hadn't been swallowed into the stomach yet, but who knew what would happen next?

He tried to hold the blade fish's knife and cut whatever he could reach.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The sea dragon struggled hard. After only an instant, thousands of holes appeared on its body.

Han Fei wasn't any better. Some tentacles pierced through the sea dragon and entered his body.

Demon Purification Pot, absorb now!

Han Fei thought he was done; there was no telling if the Demon Purification Pot worked. But the muscles that gripped him gradually relaxed.

Die!

Han Fei struggled hard. His body was so sore that he thought his feet had rotted into bones.

When he thought of that, Han Fei struggled and waved his dagger crazily.

A piece of meat almost fell into his mouth.

Pu… This is bitter…

Han Fei had an idea. A snake gallbladder?

The sea dragon struggled more and more weakly. Under the dual attack of the tentacles of the sea anemones and the Demon Purification Pot, it was impossible for the sea dragon to flee. It suddenly stopped jerking.

A glowing shadow cut the skin and jumped out of the creature.

Han Fei was covered in blood, but he dared not be careless and cast the hook out the moment he left the body.

He swooshed away instantly. Then, the place where he was at was filled by tentacles.

Han Fei's heart pounded. Dozens of holes had been left on his body despite the protection of spiritual energy. In the ocean, blood could be very horrible.

Are you still hunting me? Are you still biting me?

Blood was surging out. Han Fei saw countless fish swimming over and fled quickly. The sea dragon, on the other hand, was drowned by tentacles and fish.

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Chapter 22: Evolution of the Demon Purification Pot

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One couldn't acquire any treasure without taking risks. Han Fei returned to the Ghost Blade Clam and took the pearl away.

He then came to the purple bamboo in excitement and plucked it out. It was more like a straight stick than a plant.

It was not as difficult to remove as Han Fei thought. He poured spiritual energy into his hands and used all his strength. Eventually, he was able to get it out.

The Purple Bamboo Fruit fell the moment he plucked the bamboo. Han Fei felt intoxicated. The intense fragrance of the fruit was attached to his skin through water and leaked into his body, making him sense the aroma.

However, Han Fei was too panicked to enjoy it. The smell was too intense even for him. What about other undersea fish? Besides, he had blood all over him. He already saw dozens of green crabs not far away.

Gudu…

Han Fei stuffed the fruit into his mouth and intended to flee.

However, the moment the Purple Bamboo Fruit entered his body, Han Fei felt like he was being boiled. His skin reddened, and he couldn't possibly feel any hotter.

The scorching energy caused the calabash on his wrist to glow. A tremendous amount of energy escaped into his wrist.

Han Fei's muscles tightened. He could almost hear the sound of his blood pumping.

Han Fei couldn't move, but he saw hundreds of green crabs raising their pincers at him.

Then, with a crisp sound, Han Fei felt that he had a breakthrough, and his body's condition was better.

The green crabs were still densely packed at this moment.

Han Fei was scared. The energy in his body was still on a rampage. Some entered his wrist, and some flowed through his body.

Although Han Fei was not in his best state, he could at least move now. Having no time to think, he cast his hook at several big black fish dozens of meters above him. The fish fled under the stimulation, dragging Han Fei upward.

After a brief while, the fish turned around and crashed into Han Fei, as if it realized that it couldn't escape.

Shoot…

BAM…

Han Fei almost threw up because of the collision. He couldn't hold his breath anymore.

I have to breathe in fresh air now.

Han Fei struggled to hug the big black fish. He accidentally laid his hands on the scales, and his fingers were cut.

Go up!

Han Fei stabbed his dagger into the fish's head. The black fish fled again at the pain, but since its head was controlled by Han Fei, it could only swim upward.

Han Fei looked back, only to see all kinds of fish chasing after him. He almost peed himself.

The black fish was very fast. After only a minute, it leaped out of the water.

Han Fei took a big breath of air. Then, he saw his boat hundreds of meters away, undamaged.

"Hyah! Hyah!"

With a dagger on its head, the black fish could not do anything except rush in the direction that Han Fei desired.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

A huge mouth bit his calf.

"Ouch!"

Han Fei cried miserably. Having no time to knock the attacker off, he focused all his attention on reining in the black fish.

When he was a hundred meters away from the boat, Han Fei cast the hook to the boat and finally pulled himself onto it.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

He struck a dozen times and killed the fish that had been biting him. He then threw the fish away.

"Hu… Hu… Hu…"

Having no time to bother the blood on his calf, Han Fei lied on the boat with his limbs stretched out. That was too close. He felt it was a miracle that he survived the adventure!

Several minutes later, Han Fei sat up in excitement. He felt that his body was full of power.

Han Fei looked at his wrist. The calabash was still blinking, but nothing new was revealed. He checked the data.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Five (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 682 (159)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality (Upgradeable)

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)

Stunned, Han Fei took a deep breath. Have I lost eight hundred points of spiritual energy?

He gasped loudly. If he had run out of spiritual energy, he would've been dead. Also, he just had a Purple Bamboo Fruit that must've contained tremendous spiritual energy, yet he only had less than seven hundred points of spiritual energy left?

Han Fei weighed the purple bamboo in his hand and wondered how good it was compared to the bamboo rod he previously used.

Suddenly, Han Fei felt an excruciating pain in his palm. He opened his hand, only to be shocked.

A green calabash was growing out of his body from his palm. It was delicate and slightly smaller than an apple, with a fresh leaf on top.

A real calabash?

Han Fei's eyes widened. How did the calabash grow out? He snapped it, only to discover that the calabash seemed to have been stuck to his hand.

He put the calabash before his eyes and observed it. Suddenly, it flashed, and Han Fei found himself in a dark void surrounded by countless sophisticated characters. Right before his eyes, there were two vertical lines.

Han Fei couldn't understand the characters, but he did recognize the two lines.

Refining.

Forge the Universe.

"Refining" was the most brilliant and eye-catching world. "Forge the Universe," in comparison, was rather lackluster. Other than them, Han Fei could see more words, but they were unorganized and beyond recognition.

Refining?

Han Fei suddenly had an epiphany.

He needed 2,000 points of spiritual energy to activate the function.

Han Fei was relieved. Two thousand points was not too far-fetched for him.

Then, Han Fei looked at "Forge the Universe." If "Refining" meant building weapons, what did "Forge the Universe" mean?

Damn it. Ten thousand points of spiritual energy? Are you robbing me?

It meant more than two hundred bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup.

Han Fei was lost for words. He had been thrilled about the Demon Purification Pot's change after absorbing the energy of the Purple Bamboo Fruit, but it was still demanding spiritual energy.

Since he did not have enough spiritual energy, Han Fei decided to ignore it. When he opened his eyes, the calabash was already gone, but when he thought about it, it emerged again.

Tsk, tsk, tsk… Interesting. This must be an artifact. I have to keep the secret well.

Han Fei finally looked at the big yellow fish next to him.

Name Young Iron-head Fish

Level Eight

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 42 points

Effect It can increase one's physical strength if it's eaten over a long period of time.

Collectible Brains of the iron-head fish, which can accelerate the absorption of spiritual energy

Absorbable

An iron-head fish? Am I in a level-one fishery?

Iron-head fish usually appeared in level-one fisheries. They were dangerous and fond of crashing into people or boats. However, this iron-head fish was much smaller than what he saw before.

Under normal circumstances, one's bones would be broken after being knocked into by this fish.

Han Fei remembered the crash in the ocean, which nearly squeezed his internal organs out.

He tapped the fish's head with the purple bamboo.

Clang…

Han Fei tapped it again with greater strength and was finally relieved after the fish head collapsed. It was indeed tough. If it were an adult, he probably would've been dead. Judging from the look of it, he was still in the general fishery.

Han Fei had been badly wounded, mostly by the gastric acids of the sea dragon. All his wounds were bleeding heavily.

Huh? Is it healing?

Han Fei checked the bite on his calf, only to discover that the wound was much smaller.

After another moment, the wound was even smaller, and the corrupted flesh was recuperating.

Is it because of the gallbladder? Or the Purple Bamboo Fruit?

After several minutes, Han Fei calmed down and felt that his senses were sharper. His body was also very comfortable.

An hour later, Han Fei stood up and warmed himself up, only to realize that his wounds had been half-healed. With this speed of recovery, he would return to peak condition in another two hours.

However, Han Fei became grim the next second. He had lost the coral rod, the iron rod, the turtle shell, and the sea dragon skin. He did have the pearl that he collected from the Ghost Blade Clam. Should he eat it to facilitate his recovery?

I'd better keep it for now. I should take it when my body is in better shape.

Han Fei recalled the treasures at the bottom of the ocean. The clams, the green crabs, the nail conchs, the corals…

When I reach higher levels, I'll definitely go down there again after accumulating several thousand points of spiritual energy.

If others learned of his plan, they would think him a lunatic. Even the grand fishing master did not have thousands of points of spiritual energy! Han Fei did not know that the bones he saw at the bottom of the ocean were all fishing masters. They died simply because their spiritual energy ran out. At the bottom of the ocean, even a Snakebelt could kill a fishing master who did not have spiritual energy.

After his wounds were healed, Han Fei looked around, only to see no boats around. There were only some birds in the sky.

I'll definitely demand an explanation from the port. How could they distribute a faulty boat to me?

However, the journey did have a silver lining. Not only had he made a breakthrough, he also acquired a purple bamboo, which was an ultimate plant!

After a brief rest, Han Fei began to fish and practice Hook Kiss again. It was indeed an amazing art that could turn him into Spider-Man at the bottom of the ocean.

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Chapter 23: Fight the Tentacle Lobster

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Hook Kiss was much more powerful than Immobilization.

Han Fei had studied it before. Immobilization could make people absolutely calm and steady before their spiritual energy was transmitted to the fishing line and hook. It could also weaken the line and hook's threat for fish. However, the greatest disadvantage of Immobilization was that it would take a long time, and the fish might break off the hook at any moment.

Hook Kiss, in comparison, was much more powerful. As long as one knew a fish's location, they would be able to cast the hook there as fast as a Snakebelt.

Putong…

Han Fei tossed a big yellow fish into the fish cabin.

He mumbled, "Wait, when I cast the hook, I sensed the waves in the water down below. I think I can save some spiritual energy if I cast the hook there."

Putong…

Han Fei tossed a seventh yellow fish into the fish cabin.

The spiritual energy cost has been reduced by one point. Haha, I'm a genius.

Han Fei was very excited. The reduction might be insignificant, but as he fished more and more, he would be able to save a lot of spiritual energy.

After half a day, Han Fei used up one box of bait and filled one of the cabins with almost fifty yellow fish. Thirty of them were absorbed by him.

Seeing that his spiritual energy had been restored to 842 points, Han Fei stopped absorbing, or he wouldn't be able to pay his fish tax.

No, I can't catch yellow fish anymore. There's only one box of green bait. Since it's already night, I can consider sinking the hook three meters deep.He caught a green turtle at first, which threw random stones at him. Han Fei tried to block them, but because he was not skilled enough, he was hit multiple times, and his face was pale.

If someone else observed him, they would've been shocked that he resisted the green turtle with his body instead of spiritual energy.

Han Fei knocked out the green turtle and mumbled, "This is not profitable! I spent six points of spiritual energy on Hook Kiss and had to use another eight to block the stones. I can only earn the same amount of spiritual energy by absorbing the green turtle with the Demon Purification Pot. I should try catching blade fish instead!"

Han Fei cast his hook more than five meters deep. He did not know what was out there, but anything would be fine as long as it was not a tentacle lobster.

Although the Snakebelt was fast, he could kill it by covering his body with spiritual energy. The tentacle lobster, on the other hand, was much more destructive. He would rather not encounter one.

The blade fish was much more difficult to catch than the green turtle was, or its knife couldn't have been as precious. The blade fish took the bait much less frequently. Also, since the blade fish had only one chance to throw its knife after it left the water, the attack could be brutal, and the odds were slim that one could obtain the knife.

Last time, Han Fei was almost chopped by a knife. He would've been dead if the knife hadn't deviated by chance.

It was the seventh time that Han Fei cast the hook. Han Fei sensed that a knife was passing the space down before, but he could not use Hook Kiss randomly in case the blade fish cut the fishing line. Waiting for the best moment, Han Fei shook the fishing line like a whip.

Get up!

Han Fei dragged it hard, and a dark shadow broke out of the water.

Hiu…

A knife darted at him like cold lightning. Han Fei was long prepared for it. The purple bamboo in his hand glowed and smashed at the knife.

Clang…

The knife pierced through the deck into the cabin. Han Fei smashed the bamboo at the blade fish's head. The blade fish was vulnerable without its knife and was killed instantly.

This is still not a good deal. The fishing cost six points of spiritual energy, the attack cost ten, but the blade fish can only give me no more than twenty points of spiritual energy. However, its knife can be traded for fifty low-quality pearls, that's not bad.

As night fell, Han Fei caught three blade fish and three green turtles. Half of the box of baits had been used.

When he was about to fish again, he heard squeaking sounds from underneath the boat.

Han Fei immediately had goosebumps all over his body. He knew perfectly that it was a tentacle lobster.

Without any hesitation, Han Fei crawled into a fish cabin. Such lobsters were not very strong but could be very tricky. Their tentacles could attack incessantly like whips. Han Fei was very certain that he would waste a lot of spiritual energy even if he could catch a tentacle lobster. That wouldn't be a fair deal at all.

He thought that the lobster would go, but he heard it crawling to one side of the boat from the bottom.

"Are you coming aboard?"

Han Fei was lost for words. Had it gotten on the boat even though he didn't try to catch it?

Soon, Han Fei realized that the tentacle lobster had gotten on the boat and was crawling on the deck!

"Are you kidding me? I'm the hunter here! But I'm hiding in the cabin and you're on the deck?"

Soon, the tentacle lobster crawled over his head and made obscure noises.

Huh? Why do I feel that it's eating?

Han Fei waited for a while, but the sound continued.

A moment later, Han Fei heard the sound of fish being picked up from the cabin next door.

Han Fei's face changed greatly. Was it stealing his fish?

He couldn't have looked more awful. The green turtles and the blade fish were kept in that cabin. Even Han Fei hadn't absorbed any of them yet, but the tentacle lobster was stealing them?

"Damn it! You're asking to be killed!"

Han Fei lifted the cover of the cabin and jumped out, unable to hold back any longer. Do you know how difficult it was for me to catch those fish?

The tentacle lobster, caught unprepared, backed three meters away.

The lobster was more than two meters long, with two tentacles even longer than its body. More importantly, there were another two tentacles above them. Han Fei observed carefully, only to discover that it was another lobster, except that it was of a much smaller size.

Han Fei cried, "There are two of you?"

He glanced at them, and information popped up.

Name Tentacle Lobster

Level Eight

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 52 points

Effect The succulent meat of the lobster can increase spiritual power.

Collectible Long tentacles, which can be built into whips.

Absorbable

Han Fei's eyelids twitched. He hurried to cover himself and the purple bamboo with spiritual energy.

"Get off! Put my spiritual energy… no, put my fish down!"

Han Fei saw that the smaller tentacle lobster was biting a half-meter-long blade fish.

Sensing the threat from Han Fei, the bigger tentacle lobster was infuriated and swept its tentacles.

Pa…

The tentacles whipped the wall of the boat. Han Fei leaped back and smashed the purple bamboo down.

"This is outrageous! You're bandits!"

The purple bamboo was wrapped up in the tentacles, and the smaller lobster on top seemed interested in whipping him, too.

Hum…

Spiritual energy emerged from the purple bamboo, allowing him to break free from the tentacles. When the smaller tentacle lobster whipped him, Han Fei swept his bamboo and cut the tentacles with his dagger.

"Ya…"

A tentacle was cut apart. Han Fei took the opportunity to jump on the smaller lobster's back.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Not giving the enemy another chance to attack, he struck the smaller tentacle lobster three times in a row, hitting it into smithereens.

"Ya! Ya!"

Han Fei rolled to the deck quickly, but a tentacle was still whipped at him.

Hiss…

Han Fei sensed burning pain on his back. He almost passed out under the agony.

Sweep!

Han Fei wielded his purple bamboo and smashed at the lobsters again.

BAM…

One of the lobster's eyes was blown up. It began slapping its tentacles randomly under the pain. Han Fei seized the opportunity to hit the lobster from its back.

"You want to eat my fish? You want to eat my fish?"

Seeing another tentacle come at him, Han Fei drew his remaining four daggers and threw them.

Soon, another tentacle on the bigger lobster was broken. It struggled and tried to jump into the ocean, but how could Han Fei give it the chance? He jumped again and smashed the lobster's head until it was deformed.

Han Fei cursed at the tentacle lobsters after they had stopped moving, "You came to steal my fish with your son? You think you can steal my fish so easily?"

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Chapter 24: Another Fish Tide

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Han Fei felt that his back was itchy. When he touched it, he discovered, to his surprise, that his wound was already scabbing.

Huh? This doesn't make sense! I was whipped just now, and the wound is so small?

Han Fei touched it, but the wound was gone after only one moment.

Hiss…

Han Fei remembered the Purple Bamboo Fruit and the dragon gallbladder. One of them must still be effective. Was the advanced healing continuous?

After the incident with the tentacle lobsters, Han Fei stopped fishing. He absorbed the remainder of the blade fish as well as the smaller tentacle lobster whose head had been blown up.

To Han Fei's surprise, the smaller tentacle lobster provided 36 points of spiritual energy, which equaled what half a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup could offer.

The higher level a creature is, the more spiritual energy it will contain.

However, after calculation, Han Fei realized that he still suffered a loss. Filling his body with spiritual energy was a major cost in battle. He had also consumed a lot of spiritual energy to launch attacks.

Han Fei was upset. Life for an intermediate fisher on the ocean was too hard. He would rather spend all his time in school fighting other people.

It remains to be seen whether or not I can return. I should focus on cultivation.

The view at night on the ocean was still splendid with the three moons, but it was creepily quiet.

The meat of the lobsters were dug out and taken as food. Han Fei sat cross-legged on the deck and started his cultivation.

The moment he started, Han Fei sensed a stream of spiritual energy entering his body. Most was absorbed by the calabash, but it was still much more than when he was at home.

"Huh? Again? It seems that cultivating against the moons is more effective!"

Han Fei felt that he had found a great secret. Back on the island, while Void Fishing was much more effective than Soul Fishing, the difference wasn't too huge.

However, the effect of Void Fishing on the ocean with moonlight was significantly better than that on the island. He couldn't feel the difference when he was a level-two fisher last time, but right now, with infinite spiritual energy surging into his body, he realized how magnificent the art was.

It deserves to be called the best generic art. One day of cultivation under such intensity equals other people's months of cultivation.

Same as last time, when Han Fei started his cultivation, waves spread out on the surface of the ocean. Fish jumped up now and then.

Perhaps because the spiritual energy Han Fei attracted was powerful but not powerful enough, the fish were gathered around him but did not go rampant.

Pa…

A white fish jumped on the boat and slapped the deck in front of Han Fei.

Huala…

A yellow fish landed at Han Fei's side, slapping the deck.

Pa… Pa… Pa…

Another two white fish jumped on Han Fei's face.

Han Fei stopped his cultivation furiously. Can't you just stay in the water instead of slapping my face?

He kicked the fish into the cabin, but the moment he stopped the flow of his spiritual energy, dozens of fish began to hop.

Han Fei approached the edge of the boat, only to discover that green turtles and blade fish were swimming about aggressively.

After a few seconds, the ocean seemed to be boiling. Han Fei was so scared that he sat down and resumed his cultivation.

When his cultivation started again, the turmoil died down.

Han Fei finally discovered that those fish were making use of the spiritual energy that he attracted for his cultivation. He felt that such a way of cultivation was truly dangerous.

More and more fish were gathered here. Whenever Han Fei stopped, a riot seemed to happen. He was too scared to stop.

Finally, the moons fell, and the first light of the morning glowed from the horizon.

Same as last time, Han Fei trembled because of the excruciating pain in his wrist. The calabash radiated and was ignited for three seconds. Han Fei had to stop his cultivation after his hand was set on fire.

This time, Han Fei was smart enough to jump into one of the cabins and close it.

As expected, thousands of fish jumped and splashed water in the next moment.

Blade fish, green turtles, tentacle lobsters, Snakebelts, yellow fish… There was even a meat tortoise, except that it was too heavy to jump on the boat.

The ocean was dyed red by blood for a moment. Too many big fish were falling on the deck. Some of the green turtles were so heavy that the boat was shaking and creaking. Han Fei even suspected that the boat would fall apart.

Han Fei was certain that he would be skinned by the fish if he were to go out at this moment.

BAM…

BAM…

After several minutes, the noises were finally over.

Han Fei finally opened the cabin carefully. He saw a mountain of broken bodies on the deck. Some living fish were still struggling and catching their last breath.

Han Fei looked at the fish in delight. They were not broken bodies but spiritual energy in his eyes. The refining function in his Demon Purification Pot required 2,000 points of spiritual energy, and Forge the Universe required 10,000. He could easily activate them after spending half a month on the ocean.

That being said, Han Fei still investigated all the fish cabins carefully. He didn't find any Snakebelts, but he did find a black ball, to his surprise.

The black ball was rolling inside a fish cabin.

Name Ball Fish

Level Ten

Quality Regular

Spiritual Energy 290 points

Effect The heart of the ball fish is as sweet as sugar and can increase the speed of recovery.

Collectible Fish splinters, which can be used as a weapon.

Absorbable

Two hundred and ninety points of spiritual energy?

According to his memory, the ball fish were a special fish in the level-one fishery. They were easy to catch, but they could shoot splinters in all directions when they were in danger. If they ran loose, new splinters would grow out in a couple of days. Few creatures wanted to mess with them.

Most people would rather not catch them because they could turn those people into pincushions. More importantly, the fish did not have much meat. Their only advantage was their heart, that could increase the speed of recovery.

Han Fei gasped aloud. "Have I come to a level-one fishery?"

He thought for a moment and decided to leave the ball fish alone for now. He closed the cabin and then absorbed the broken bodies crazily.

An hour later, all the fish cabins were cleaned up except for those where the yellow fish and the ball fish were kept. Han Fei's spiritual energy increased to 2,584 points. This was certainly a fruitful trip.

Han Fei thought for a moment and made up his mind to kill the ball fish so that he could try refining. He had five knives and a purple bamboo, and he'd better make the best use of them.

Han Fei kicked the cover of the cabin and stepped back in a hurry. Next second, three black splinters were shot to the ceiling.

So brutal?

Han Fei extended his fishing pole and stirred the water. Then, black splinters darted to the ceiling nonstop.

Han Fei said, "Hey, you're too silly. What can you do after you run out of splinters?"

Han Fei stirred for a long time, until there were no splinters shooting out. He then stirred with the purple bamboo. After five minutes, another few splinters came out.

"Is that all?"

A few minutes later, Han Fei picked up a soft, slippery dark ball.

Han Fei stabbed into it without hesitation. With its gas leaking out, the fish became a big skin after a few seconds.

Huh? This thing can be made into a bag.

Han Fei cut the heart of the ball fish. It was white and a little bit hard. Was it really worth 290 points of spiritual energy? He touched it and sensed spiritual energy flowing out.

Naturally, Han Fei wasted no time throwing it into his mouth. It was better for him to take it than to give it to the Demon Purification Pot.

After he took it, Han Fei sensed that his spiritual energy was much higher. He checked it and found it to be 2,856 points. Han Fei was rather surprised. Shouldn't there be more since he had taken it orally? Was it because the ball fish had lost all the splinters? That must be the reason.

Han Fei did not know that the heart of a ball fish could be sold for three mid-quality pearls. If he had known, he would probably die before he took it.

Besides, few people took the heart orally. If the heart was used as an ingredient to make drugs, its effect would be more than doubled.

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Chapter 25: As Poor As Can Be

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After clearing the last fish cabin, Han Fei had a spiritual energy storage of 3,241 points, which was enough for him to travel to the bottom of the ocean another three times.

Of course, he couldn't be so lucky every time. The sea dragon, the Ghost Blade Clam, and the sea anemones were all very formidable.

Leaning against the broken controller, Han Fei studied the Demon Purification Pot.

Looking at the apple-sized calabash, Han Fei meditated.

"Activate."

Two thousand points of spiritual energy immediately vanished. Han Fei sensed a hazy mist in his head. When the mist exploded, new understandings popped up in Han Fei's mind.

There seemed to be a burning furnace in the void. Han Fei had the feeling that he could store anything in the calabash and put together amazing combinations.

In the meantime, an idea came Han Fei's mind.

Furnace of the Universe: With the universe as the furnace and the spiritual energy as the fire, anything can be built into a weapon.

Han Fei swallowed. With the universe as the furnace? That sounded rather impressive.

However, when he thought of the introduction to Void Fishing, he calmed down. After his transmigration, he had learned to accept the unacceptable.

Han Fei looked at the purple bamboo, the knives from the blade fish, the iron fishing pole, and his ragged clothes. Since he had five knives from the blade fish, he stored one of them in the Furnace of Universe.

The moment the knife disappeared, he saw a hazy space in the calabash where the knife was floating.

"Forge."

A fire rose immediately. Within a breath, a palm-sized dagger drifted out.

"So quickly?"

Han Fei opened his eyes and saw a dagger falling on his hand.

"Whoa…"

Han Fei was somewhat astounded. My half-meter-long knife was reduced into a small dagger?

Han Fei picked up the knife. For some reason, he felt that the knife was suitable for him.

Trying to test how good the small dagger was, he cut another knife with the dagger, only to widen his eyes. The knife had a huge dent on it.

So good?

Han Fei looked at the purple bamboo and decided to test it again.

Ding…

After a slight tap, Han Fei checked them carefully. Neither the purple bamboo nor the dagger was damaged.

Han Fei was immediately reassured. The purple bamboo must be of a high level.

He looked at the Demon Purification Pot, only to be shocked.

"Tch… I have only 1,053 points left? It cost me 188 points?"

Han Fei hesitated. He was delighted at the result, but the cost was enormous. How much would the purple bamboo cost when a knife had cost so much?

Gritting his teeth, he stored the purple bamboo in the Furnace of Universe and tossed the remaining knives in it. He needed a weapon, and he couldn't use He Xiaoyu's bamboo rod all the time.

Han Fei took a deep breath. He still had a cabin of yellow fish. If the spiritual energy was not enough, he could still absorb several hundred points.

Han Fei began forging and wondered what he would get in the end.

After a moment, the calabash glowed, and a purple stick floated out.

Han Fei felt greatly weakened, but he did not feel the urgent need to absorb spiritual energy. He was greatly relieved.

After taking a closer look at the purple stick, Han Fei was immensely satisfied. It was silver on both ends and purple-red at the center.

He realized that the two ends must be made of the knives, and the middle part was made of the purple bamboo.

Purple Bamboo Rod (Mortal Level, Mid Quality)

Note: Made with a 280-year-old purple bamboo and blade fish knives, it can launch sharp blade auras.

Mortal Level, Mid Quality? Weapons are classified in different levels, too? It does make sense, on second thought. However, isn't the purple bamboo an ultimate treasure? Why is it Mortal Level, Mid Quality now?

Han Fei observed it carefully and weighed it. It was over forty kilograms and could serve as a magnificent weapon.

When Han Fei grasped the rod, he felt that he had used it for years. He tried wielding it. It was slightly heavy but very handy.

Han Fei, delighted, practiced Sweeping Stick. The weapon rattled and radiated as he poured his spiritual energy into it.

At this moment, the purple bamboo rod seemed to have turned into part of Han Fei's body. His limbs and his body could control and react to the rod precisely.

After wielding it for an hour, Han Fei felt that he was more and more familiar with it. He now also understood the essence of Sweeping Stick.

If He Xiaoyu were here, she would've been greatly surprised, because Han Fei's Sweeping Stick had reached a whole new level at this moment.

"This feels good…"

Han Fei stopped and fell on the ground after an exclamation. The world was swirling before him, and acids were surging from his stomach.

He looked at the Demon Purification Pot, only to smile bitterly. He had used up his spiritual energy after the practice.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Five (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 0 (159)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality

Weapon: Purple Bamboo Rod

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)

Seeing the number, Han Fei staggered to the cabin where yellow fish were kept and grabbed a yellow fish.

A moment later, the whole cabin was cleared, and his spiritual energy returned to 144 points.

Yes, a whole cabin of yellow fish only provided 144 points of spiritual energy for him.

Han Fei felt like crying. He earned three thousand points of spiritual energy by risking his life twice, but he had spent all of them in less than two minutes.

He saw an enormous pit before him. The refining function alone had stripped him of his spiritual energy. What could Forge the Universe, which required 10,000 points of spiritual energy to be activated, bring him?

Han Fei had a feeling that he needed to worry about spiritual energy all the time in the future. Other people spent several points of spiritual energy at a time, but he spent thousands of them each time although he was only a fisher. How could he make ends meet?

Han Fei sighed and smashed his rod at a corner of the boat to unleash his fury. However, it hit the controller of the boat accidentally, and the wooden cover on it was broken.

Han Fei thought that he was doomed. The boat was damaged in the first place. Would he be demanded compensation for his strike?

Huh?

While Han Fei wondered if he should compensate, he saw a block on the controller that was cut by a knife instead of smashed by his rod.

Han Fei examined it for a long time. Then, his face turned cold.

The fault was not natural?

Who wants to kill me?

The first person he thought of was Hu Kun, but then he shook his head. Hu Kun indeed hated him, but such a little kid wasn't capable of this. Besides, the guy did not know when he left the island, nor could he sabotage a boat that belonged to the island.

But who else could it be if not Hu Kun? Han Fei did not remember pissing off anyone else.

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Chapter 26: Rescue

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After floating for another day, Han Fei used up his remaining bait and caught nine yellow fish, three green turtles, and a blade fish.

The ratio would've been unbelievable if he told it to anyone else. There were only forty pieces of bait in each box, and most people could only catch five fish with them. It was unimaginable that Han Fei caught thirteen fish, including a blade fish, with only half a box of bait.

Actually, Han Fei only wasted the bait on the blade fish and the green turtles several times. None of the yellow fish was able to escape from his hook.

It was night again.

Han Fei couldn't fish anymore now that his bait was used up. He started his cultivation.

Just like the previous times, he was surrounded by fish that jumped to his boat now and then. At dawn, he intensely absorbed spiritual energy again, which caused a riot.

So, he had another boat of fish the next morning, although no special fish came to him.

After leaving a cabin of fish as his tax, Han Fei increased his spiritual energy to 1,200 points.

Han Fei dared not be extravagant again. Although he had three more knives, he dared not forge them again, or he would be bankrupt.

It was Han Fei's third day on the ocean. There was still nobody around. He did not know where he was at all.

On the fourth day, Han Fei's boat was already ragged after the three fish tides. One of the fish cabins had even been broken by a green turtle. Two giant holes were left on one side of the boat, too.

Han Fei was bailing out the water that came in through the holes at this moment. He knew that the boat couldn't survive the fifth fish tide. It was now shaking and could fall apart at any moment.

In the afternoon of the fifth day, Han Fei was practicing the stick arts on the boat. After three days, he was even more familiar with the technique.

In the meantime, he discovered that the progress of his arts required spiritual energy, too. However, since Han Fei had more than 2,000 points of spiritual energy at this moment, he couldn't care less about it.

Tilting his head, he noticed quite a few boats far away. Immediately, he waved his rod and cried, "Hey! Hey! Brother! Sister! Uncle! Save me!"

Han Fei roared at his loudest."Third Young Master, there's someone over there."

Wang Baiyu said, "I see him. Interesting. I didn't expect to see someone fishing alone so far away. Let's go and take a look."

Han Fei was excited to see them coming near. It was not easy to meet someone else on the boundless ocean.

After the boats approached each other, Han Fei and Wang Baiyu looked at each other.

"It's you?"

"It's you?"

Wang Baiyu was stunned. Wasn't it the boy he met on the road the other day? He only took a look at the boy because he was the one who broke the silence back then.

Han Fei was also surprised. The third young master of the Wang family, who had five boats protecting him on his fishing trip?

Wang Baiyu squinted at Han Fei's boat, which was more like a shipwreck than a boat. He was surprised that it hadn't sunk yet.

Wang Baiyu said, "Brother, you're quite a fisher! You came eight hundred kilometers away alone?"

Han Fei gasped. "Whoa… I've come that far?"

Wang Baiyu was slightly surprised. "Huh? You didn't know?"

Han Fei said with a helpless smile, "My boat malfunctioned and brought me to this place on its own. I've floated for five days on the ocean."

"How many days?"

Wang Baiyu's subordinates were stunned. He floated for five days alone without being killed?

Few people in Heavenly Water Village could spend five days on the ocean alone and return alive. There were only one or two of them every year.

Wang Baiyu immediately sensed that something was wrong. "Your boat malfunctioned? That's unlikely. Our boats are propelled by natural floating stones. They will never malfunction as long as the stones are there…"

Before he finished, Wang Baiyu saw Han Fei raise a stone at him.

Han Fei said, "Are you talking about this?"

Wang Baiyu's eyes widened. "Yes… But your floating stone is broken. Huh? It was cut into halves, which resulted in the disruption of power transmission… You were set up."

Wang Baiyu declared without any hesitation.

He then added, "To destroy a floating stone, you have to be at least a peak fisher, with a good weapon. Of course, it will be easier if you are a fishing master. However, most fishing masters have better things to do."

Han Fei's heart grew heavy. At least a peak fisher? When did he piss off such an expert? Was the father of someone he beat up at school seeking revenge for his son?

Suddenly, Han Fei had an idea. Was it the Tigers? Li Hu did glare at him when he left the other day.

Han Fei said, "Brother Wang, thank god you're here, or I would probably die in the ocean."

Wang Baiyu was very interested in Han Fei. He smiled warmly. "How did you survive five days on the ocean?"

He looked at Han Fei's boat again. It was a miracle that such a pile of wood did not fall apart.

Han Fei heaved a sigh. "It's a long story! The ocean is indeed horrifying. I encountered a fish tide that almost crumbled my boat. I would've been killed if I hadn't hidden in the fish cabin."

"A fish tide?"

Wang Baiyu's subordinates grew solemn. Another fish tide had happened? Did it mean that a crisis was going on in the general fishery?

Han Fei naturally wouldn't tell them that it was he who caused the fish tide. Wang Baiyu observed Han Fei and thought that a man with a blade fish knife and an iron fishing pole couldn't be too weak. Besides, Han Fei's rod also looked extraordinary.

Wang Baiyu said, "Brother Han, your rod seems rare."

Han Fei said, "It's a gift from my brother. It's only slightly better than an iron rod. I'm sure Brother Wang has much better weapons."

Wang Baiyu was naturally not convinced, but he was more decent than to rob a total stranger. He looked at Han Fei's boat curiously.

"Huh? Brother Han, your boat is still full of fish?"

Han Fei said without blushing, "They jumped on my boat during the fish tide. However, since my boat has been terribly damaged, I think they're barely enough to cover compensation costs."

Wang Baiyu shook his head. "Your boat was deliberately destroyed. Somebody will investigate it. You don't even need to pay the fish tax. However, do you have any rare fish on board?"

Han Fei asked, "You're looking for rare fish, Brother Wang?"

Wang Baiyu said, "Truth be told, I'm looking for rare and mysterious fish in the general fishery on this trip."

Han Fei replied, "I'm afraid I don't have any. I did have a ball fish during the fish tide, but I couldn't deal with its spurts. It jumped back into the ocean in the end."

Wang Baiyu was obviously disappointed. Ball fish were not too rare. The Wang Baiyu had plenty of them.

Han Fei asked, "Brother Wang, do you purchase fish? Since my boat can't move now, I can sell my fish to you at a lower price."

Wang Baiyu smiled calmly. "What do you have?"

Han Fei counted: "I have seven knives, six green turtles, a small octopus, a jellyfish, three whelks…"

Some jumped onto the boat on their own, including the small octopus. The jellyfish was caught by accident. As for the whelks, they were discovered in the stomachs of the dead fish. Together, they were worth some money.

Wang Baiyu was immediately shocked. "You've kept seven knives after the fish tide?"

Han Fei replied, "Yes. There were even tentacle lobsters, but alas, they ran loose. Right, I had a few tentacles. The lobsters left them during the fight with the blade fish."

What Han Fei offered was worth eight mid-quality pearls. That might not sound like too many but was actually a lot. Even the descendants of a great family usually did not have so much money with them.

Wang Baiyu immediately nodded his head. "All right, I'll take them. However, I don't need the yellow fish and the like. If you want, I can help you bring them back. It's very easy for me."

Han Fei said, "I could use your help. Thank you very much."

Wang Baiyu and Han Fei were not friends. He was only doing Han Fei a favor. He cleared a boat for Han Fei and asked one of his subordinates to escort Han Fei back.

After Han Fei left, a subordinate asked, "Third Young Master, why do you treat him so nicely? It was unnecessary for us to purchase those things at all."

With intelligence that did not befit his age, Wang Baiyu explained, "Do you not feel suspicious that an intermediate fisher has an enemy who's a peak fisher or even a fishing master? Usually, people only have enemies of their own level. Besides, you really think it's possible to avoid a fish tide by hiding in the cabin?"

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Chapter 27: It Feels Good to Spend Money

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Wang Baiyu sent Han Fei away first because he did not want Han Fei to know the real purpose of his trip.

Han Fei did not want to pry into it, either. Being rescued was good enough for him. The only bad thing was that he owed the guy a favor.

In the departure port, the receptionist was surprised to see Han Fei.

The receptionist asked, "It's been five days, you're still alive?"

Han Fei said, "Sister Qin, it's a long story. My boat was deliberately damaged…"

Han Fei explained everything quickly. The receptionist frowned, her face cold and expressionless.

She said, "I'll have someone investigate it. If it's true, the Supervision Department will give you an answer."

As Wang Baiyu said, the port did not levy fish tax on him, because Han Fei's indictment still required investigation. If it was fake, Han Fei would have to do much more than paying fish tax. If it was true, the port authorities wouldn't let go of whoever sabotaged the boat.

Han Fei left the port with seven mid-quality pearls, six of which were from Wang Baiyu.

Han Fei's return did not catch any attention. Instead of going home or to school, Han Fei decided to increase his capabilities since Wang Baiyu mentioned that his enemy could be a peak fisher.

He was not so desperate before, but it was impossible for a level-five fisher to defeat a peak fisher who was multiple levels higher than him, if not a fishing master, whatever his weapon was.

After an hour, Han Fei walked to the business area in the western port of the island, where he found a blacksmith.

A brawny man with exposed arms smiled at him. "Brother, what can I get you?"

Han Fei asked, "Can you coat my rod with iron?"

Unlike He Xiaoyu, Han Fei did not have a fishing master father, who ensured that her bamboo rod wouldn't be looted. Although Han Fei could count on Tang Ge, he did not think that it would be easy to meet Tang Ge again after Fang Ze took him away.

The blacksmith was amazed by Han Fei's purple bamboo rod. "Where did you get this rod? Wow, it's so extraordinary!"

Han Fei said warily, "One of my seniors gave it to me, but I found it too high profile. Uncle, can you coat it or not? If not, I'll find someone else!"

The blacksmith said, "Of course I can! But this is a great rod as it is. Is your senior a fishing master?"

Narrowing his eyes, Han Fei said, "A little bit higher."

The blacksmith lowered his voice, "A peak fishing master?"

Han Fei asked, "Uncle, are fishing masters the best experts you've seen?"

The blacksmith was shocked. "You mean the village leader? That's impossible. The village leader doesn't have a nephew."

Han Fei said, "Uncle, do you really think that there is only one grand fishing master in Heavenly Water Village?"

"Eesh…"

The blacksmith changed his face greatly. Some people said that the grandfather of the Wang family became a grand fishing master a long time ago. The leader of the Tigers was also reaching for the level of grand fishing master. Was this boy related to them? Or were there more hidden experts in Heavenly Water Village?

Han Fei said, "Uncle, certain things are best left unknown, do you understand?"

Seeing that Han Fei was proud and confident, the blacksmith nodded. At the very least, Han Fei's look was rather convincing.

The blacksmith said, "I can do that. It will only take a moment."

Han Fei waited for a quarter. He was quite satisfied with the rod once it was entirely blackened. Ignoring the blacksmith's puzzled looks, he disappeared into the crowd.

What Han Fei did not know was that the blacksmith locked the door and left immediately after he left.

Han Fei visited many stores before he finally left the western port and returned to the eastern port he came from.

After returning to the place that he was familiar with, Han Fei finally cursed the expensive service aloud, which cost him eighteen low-quality pearls.

In Wang Jie's store, the manager was calculating the accounts when he saw a familiar person. Wasn't it his boss's student?

"Mr. Guan, what are you busy with?"

Mr. Guan said, "I didn't expect to see you. Why, are you rich again? What would you like to buy?"

Han Fei asked in a low voice, "Mr. Guan, is there anything better than the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid here?"

Mr. Guan immediately asked in surprise, "Better than the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid? Do you want the Spirit Refilling Pill? Can you afford it?"

Han Fei was surprised that something was indeed available. He asked interestedly, "Mr. Guan, I've earned some money. How much is the Spirit Refilling Pill?"

Mr. Guan said, "The Spirit Refilling Pill can quickly refill three hundred points of spiritual energy. It's mainly sold to the peak fishermen. Why do you want it? Besides, every pill costs two mid-quality pearls. Can you afford it?"

Han Fei was rather shocked. Two mid-quality pearls for three hundred points of spiritual energy? That was too expensive.

However, Han Fei still asked, "Mr. Guan, how fast can the Spirit Refilling Pill refill spiritual energy? It's rather expensive."

Mr. Guan smiled. "It only takes ten seconds. Two mid-quality pearls is actually a fair price."

Han Fei chuckled. "Mr. Guan, is there anything better? Do you have anything that can nurture the veins or increase spiritual energy?"

"You're quite a dreamer, aren't you? Even if they are available in my store, they will be reserved by my boss… Huh, there's a bottle of Iron Fish Body Polishing Fluid that is of no use to my boss anymore. I can sell it for six mid-quality pearls, since you're my boss's student."

Han Fei's eyes glittered. "Mr. Guan, I would like that."

He took six shiny mid-quality pearls from his pocket.

Mr. Guan was immediately shocked. "You're just a student. Where did you get the money?"

Without thinking, Han Fei said, "My brother gave it to me! My brother was recruited by the angel as a disciple for his Level Seven Spiritual Heritage. He gave you a couple of mid-quality pearls."

"Ah. Tang Ge is your brother?"

Han Fei asked, "Mr. Guan, do you know my brother?"

Mr. Guan said, "Of course. Who in Heavenly Water Village doesn't know Tang Ge? His Spiritual Heritage is too good even for the town. Wait, if you are his brother, why don't you ask him for it instead of buying it in my store?"

Han Fei pretended to smile bitterly. "I wouldn't buy it if I could meet him. Angel Fang Ze has been keeping him busy. With the Fishing Trial coming, I can't waste all my time waiting!"

Mr. Guan nodded. "It does make sense. Since you are Tang Ge's brother, I'll give you a 10% discount on this bottle of Iron Fish Body Polishing Fluid."

Han Fei said, "Wow! Thank you, Mr. Guan…"

Mr. Guan looked at Han Fei thoughtfully and said, "I know that you are eager in cultivation, but you must not be anxious. The Iron Fish Body Polishing Fluid is designed for peak fishermen. You'd better not try it until you're level six and not use too much at once. Also, you must not make a breakthrough with the Iron Fish Body Polishing Fluid. It's a medication for cultivation, not for breakthroughs."

Han Fei said, "Got it. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Guan. I would like to buy another two bottles of Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid."

Han Fei felt like weeping after he left the store. Training was truly costly! He thought he was rich just now, but in the blink of an eye, he had only 42 low-quality pearls left, which were not even enough to buy a knife.

However, Han Fei was much more relaxed now that his money had been spent. He bought two big whelks, ten clams, and several kinds of sauces. In the end, he had only six low-quality pearls left.

Han Fei mumbled all the way home.

If it weren't for Tang Ge's celebration, he wouldn't buy anything so expensive as big whelks. Two of them cost 24 low-quality pearls. His heart was bleeding.

"They're just big whelks. I can catch several hundred of them later and make a fortune with them. They're everywhere at the bottom of the ocean."

While Han Fei muttered to himself and approached his home, he saw several people at the gate of his house from far away.

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Chapter 28: Do You Still Collect Protection Fees?

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As he approached, Han Fei saw that a few gangsters were having clams in his yard. His face immediately turned grim.

"Hey! Brother Gang, that guy is back!"

Pa…

The fatty threw the shells to the ground heavily. "Brat, do you know that I came for you yesterday? Where is the protection fee that I asked?"

Han Fei shivered in fury. I was on the brink of death several times, and when I finally come home, you're eating my food. Is it fair?

Han Fei grinned coldly, "Five low-quality pearls for each clam. I'll let you go if you give me the money, or I'll beat you until you pay for them."

The fatty and his lackeys were dazed. Then, they burst into laughter.

"Brother Gang, did he just ask us for money?"

"Brother Gang, this guy is crazy. Is he threatening us?"

With a wicked smile, the fatty bared his teeth and chuckled. "Brat, did my ears just deceive me, or was your brain damaged by an iron-head fish? You're threatening your Brother Gang?"

Dong…

Han Fei was much more confident now. The guy might be a level-seven fisher, so what? It was not such a challenge after he killed a sea dragon.

Han Fei drew his purple bamboo rod and declared, "Do you want to spill your blood in my place?"

"Huh?"

Brother Gang and his people were about to mock Han Fei again, when the purple bamboo rod glowed in Han Fei's hand.

Brother Gang changed his face. "Brat, you're truly bold. Brothers, take him down!"

"I'll kill you!"

Han Fei jumped and struck with the purple bamboo rod heavily. You think I'm too old to wield a rod?

Before Brother Gang realized what was going on, one of his level-five subordinates had already been hit. The man cried, holding his shoulder, "Ah! My arm is broken! Brother Gang, my arm is broken!"

Brother Gang burst into fury. "Are you asking to be killed?"

All of them picked up their rods. How could they be defeated by a child who was terribly outnumbered?

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Han Fei had 159 points of basic spiritual energy and a storage of more than three thousand points. What could he possibly be scared of?

I'm going to kill this fatty!

BAM!

One of the gangsters filled his body with spiritual energy and tried to take Han Fei's attack the hard way.

However, after a crack, the man fell on the ground and vomited blood.

Brother Gang became alarmed. "Not good. This boy is at the peak of level six. Let me."

The fatty slashed an iron rod at Han Fei. Outside of his expectations, Han Fei felt that his arm was numb. His face slightly changed. Was the guy a level-seven fisher?

Brother Gang was also stunned. "You're rather strong, but you don't know how good a level-seven expert is at all. Sweeping Flash Stick!"

Instantly, a Snakebelt seemed to be slithering on the fatty. Next moment, the fatty's combat ability significantly increased. His speed was twice as high.

Han Fei was shocked. How could a man so fat be so fast?

Clang! Clang! Clang! BAM!

Han Fei was forced to step back for the first time. Although he felt that he was no weaker than the fatty, he could not bear the fatty's six consecutive attacks at the same time.

"Cough…"

Han Fei's arm was numb, and blood flowed on his lips.

Brother Gang sneered, "Level-seven experts can loot the power of demonic fish. You think I do not have any power? Boy, kneel and submit all your belongings… Fine, since you do not have any belongings, give this yard to me, and I will spare you."

Han Fei took a deep breath. He still had his recovery ability, although it was much weaker than previously.

He grinned. "Is it the only thing that level-seven experts are capable of? How weak are you?"

"Ahhhhh…!"

Infinite spiritual energy surged out from Han Fei. Both he and his rod glowed as he leaped and smashed again.

Clang…

Brother Gang said, "Boy, you are killing yourself. You're only a level-six fisher. Filling your body with spiritual energy alone will cost one third of your spiritual energy. How many more times can you strike?"

Han Fei said, "You really talk too much…"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Han Fei smashed at him six times crazily without stopping. He was hit once in return, which made his chest hurt.

The fatty breathed heavily. His previous attacks only caused a minor injury to Han Fei, but the boy went crazy and struck another couple of times. How much spiritual energy did the boy have?

Han Fei did not stop there. He swept, and the spiritual energy spread out in ripples.

Dum! Dum! Dum!

Pu…

The rods collided thunderously. Brother Gang vomited blood and lost control of his iron rod.

His eyes were full of disbelief. How was it possible? How many times had the boy struck while filling his body with spiritual energy? It must've cost more than two hundred points of spiritual energy!

BAM!

Han Fei dispersed his spiritual energy and whipped the fatty. All the other gangsters were stunned. Had Brother Gang been defeated?

Han Fei squatted before Brother Gang and grinned. "Do you still collect protection fee from me?"

Sweating hard, Brother Gang said, "It's a misunderstanding. Brother, it's totally a misunderstanding."

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Han Fei bashed Brother Gang three times and knocked him to the ground. "A misunderstanding? Are you sure it's a misunderstanding?"

Brother Gang grimaced in pain but dared not fight back. "Brother, I can compensate you. I guarantee that I won't look for you for trouble anymore."

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Han Fei yelled, "Who's your brother?"

Brother Gang said, "Master Han! Please forgive me, Master Han!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Brother Gang trembled. Why are you still beating me? I will be crippled if you don't stop!

Brother Gang begged for mercy. "Master, please spare me! I can give you my girlfriend…"

Han Fei did not know what to say.

BAM…

Gloomily, Han Fei said, "Leave your money and your iron rod here and get lost."

Brother Gang wept. How could he have imagined this happening? Why did the guy pretend to be so weak a few days ago?

Brother Gang said, "Master, I only have an iron rod… Here you are. Please don't point it at me. I'm scared."

Han Fei said, "I've wasted too much spiritual energy on you. Your iron rot is not nearly enough to compensate for my loss. You'd better get as far away as possible."

"Yes, of course. Why are you still here? Go!"

Han Fei was secretly surprised when the fatty rose and ran agilely. Was it the power of the demonic fish that he mentioned? If the fatty had stored enough spiritual energy, the result of the battle could've been different. His weird power doubled his strength. Han Fei only defeated him because he had much more spiritual energy than his enemy did.

No, I underestimated the advanced fishermen. They are called advanced for a reason. The fatty was defeated by me because of insufficient spiritual energy. What if he were a level-eight fisher?

For the second time, Han Fei felt that he had been improving too slowly. Even a gangster could reach level seven. How many such people were out there in this world where everybody cultivated? He was only a Mr. Nobody, and he had to work hard to change that.

Han Fei entered the room and saw a note on the table left by Tang Ge.

I won't be back for the time being. There's something in that place you know. I'll see you at the Fishing Trial.

Han Fei shredded the note and reached the back of the house.

Behind the house was a cliff, with a trail less than half a meter wide. An iron chain was hanging on the trail. Han Fei grabbed the chain and descended carefully for about ten meters. Then, an inconspicuous cave whose entrance was covered by bushes lay before his eyes.

The cave had existed before the house was built. Every time Tang Ge found anything good, he would hide it in the cave instead of the house in case it was stolen.

The cave was four meters deep and three meters wide. There was a small bed and a stone tank where dozens of clams were kept.

On the bed, Han Fei saw a small package.

Han Fei gasped after he opened it. Two mid-quality pearls rolled out first. They were probably all the money that Tang Ge had.

Besides the two mid-quality pearls, there were also two books, an iron box, and a bottle.

Han Fei gasped again, because the covers of the two books said Swimming Art and Mystic Body Technique. After only a quick glance, Han Fei already knew why they were important. Most fishermen in Heavenly Water Village practiced stick arts. Even if there were books about other arts in the school library, there couldn't be too many. Whatever the two books were about, they couldn't be any worse than Sweeping Stick.

Huh? A Spirit Refilling Pill?

Han Fei picked up the bottle and smiled. He said to himself, "I do have a good brother."

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Chapter 29: Incomplete Art

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The Spirit Refilling Pill was very precious. Each of them cost two mid-quality pearls at Wang Jie's shop. Now, he had a whole bottle of them. Although he could have fifty yellow fish for the same amount of spiritual energy, it would take him a couple of days on the ocean. With the ten Spirit Refilling Pills, he could get three thousand points of spiritual energy easily.

He opened the iron box, and the cave was immediately filled with fragrance. Han Fei's eyes widened. Was it Crimson Sea Fruit? Han Fei was certain that it was not a Purple Bamboo Fruit, although its aroma was also entering his body through his skin.

Han Fei's heart pounded. Was it a fruit on the same level as the Purple Bamboo Fruit?

He stared at it, only to see no data. Did such a treasure have no data representation?

Even so, Han Fei was still excited. The Purple Bamboo Fruit had changed the Demon Purification Pot and given him a thousand points of spiritual energy. He did not expect Tang Ge to leave a treasure as good as that to him.

Han Fei closed the box in a hurry. He could not take it recklessly. Back at the bottom of the ocean, the spiritual energy in the fruit was so overwhelming that his body overheated. It was certainly not a good feeling.

Han Fei held back his urge to swallow the fruit and turned to the two books.

Swimming Art?

Han Fei was slightly surprised. It was a book that taught how to swim fast. It was not exactly a technique.

Han Fei learned from the book that ordinary people could only hold a hundred breaths, and only the grand fishing masters could hold a thousand breaths at the bottom of the ocean. He spent half an hour in the ocean, which was more than a thousand breaths. Did a breath denote a different time length in this world?

Han Fei did not think too much. Swimming Art was quite useful after all. If he had known it better, he wouldn't have been so devastated in the ocean.

After reading it carefully, Han Fei suddenly had a strange feeling.

Huh? Why do I remember it so clearly?

Han Fei looked at the list of arts on the Demon Purification Pot.

Existing Battle Techniques

Existing Arts: Swimming Art (Mortal Level, High Quality)

Note: It's a mediocre, generic swimming technique based on multiple other swimming techniques. To infer the ultimate technique, you need to spend 1,000 points of spiritual energy.

Superseding Art: Wandering Dragon Art

Progress: 0/1,000Han Fei was excited. Could battle techniques be inferred, too?

While 1,000 points of spiritual energy was a lot, such a life-saving method was definitely worth it.

Han Fei said, "Infer it."

Spiritual energy surged out, and Swimming Art changed.

Existing Arts: Wandering Dragon Art (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)

Note: It simulates the movement of unpredictable fish and dragons with spiritual energy…

Han Fei was interested. Could all arts and battle techniques be inferred to higher levels?

Also, the results were all Divine Quality.

However, what quality was Divine Quality exactly? He Xiaoyu said that above High Quality was Ultra Quality, and nothing was above Ultra Quality. It was obviously incorrect. Neither He Xiaoyu nor her father had access to the levels above Ultra Quality.

I'll practice the technique when I go to the ocean next time, well, or maybe when I surpass the peak of level six.

Wandering Dragon Art could not be put to use immediately. Han Fei turned to Mystic Body Technique, the other book.

After Han Fei read it carefully, the upgrade requirement for Mystic Body Technique popped up in his head.

Existing Arts: Mystic Body Technique (Mortal Level, High Quality)

Note: This body-conditioning art can fortify and harden the major acupuncture points over the body to stop spiritual energy from leaking.

Drawback: The foundation can be ruined when the major acupuncture points are hardened.

Superseding Arts: Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Conditioning

Progress: 0/2,200"Eesh…"

Han Fei gasped that it required 2,200 points of spiritual energy to infer the book.

He also sweated when he saw the drawback in the system. The foundation would be damaged? That would definitely hinder future advancement.

Tang Ge couldn't have tried to harm him, so he might be unaware of the drawback. It would be terrible if he practiced the technique. Han Fei decided to remind him next time they met.

Han Fei couldn't feel more awful.

Two thousand and two hundred points of spiritual energy? Are you robbing me? Could you be better than Void Fishing?

Fine. Stuff inferred with so much spiritual energy can't be anything bad.

Han Fei said, "Infer it."

Spiritual energy surged out again, and the interface changed.

Existing Arts: Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Conditioning (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)

Note: Every human has 108 acupuncture points, and 36 of them are critical. This art can seal the critical acupuncture points and keep natural spiritual energy inside.

Drawback: The following arts cannot be inferred unless corresponding body-conditioning arts are found.Han Fei was delighted. It was a great deal.

He did not know that there were so many critical acupuncture points on the body. If he could repair them, he would definitely be sturdier than most people. At the very least, he wouldn't worry about being ambushed.

However, when he saw that he had only 142 points of spiritual energy left, Han Fei felt awful. Upgrading a random technique had cost him thousands of points of spiritual energy. What could he do if he had more techniques in the future?

Han Fei shook the idea out of his head. He was in desperate need of strengthening his body, and Tang Ge's help couldn't be more timely.

Han Fei studied the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Polishing, which contained 108 stances.

He immediately stood straight in a weird posture. His face changed after the first movement as he felt that his muscles tightened and stretched.

The second… The third… By the time Han Fei reached the eighth stance, he breathed so heavily that he could barely continue. It was much more difficult than he had expected.

Han Fei sat on the ground, sweating hard.

Right then, Han Fei heard voices coming from above.

"Brother, this is the place. That brat lives here."

Han Fei grew alarmed. It was the fatty Brother Gang's voice.

BAM…

The gate was kicked open.

Then, someone asked indifferently, "Where is he?"

Brother Gang said, "Huh? He was here just now. Where could he possibly run to?"

The indifferent person said, "A-Gang, did the boy really defeat you with the strength of level six?"

Brother Gang said, "Brother Dong, it's true! That guy seemed to have infinite spiritual energy. He struck dozens of times but did not even need to catch his breath."

The guy called Brother Dong remarked after a brief silence, "Interesting. A-Gang, order someone to watch the place. This guy must have a treasure with him. It's up to you whether or not we can obtain it."

The voices were gone. Han Fei's heart became heavy. He shouldn't have been so gentle. The fatty did not learn his lesson at all.

Han Fei knew better than to come out and fight the people above. The man named Brother Dong was at least a level-eight fisher, or the fatty wouldn't have been so obedient.

Fatty, you're good, I'll remember you now.

Han Fei held back his rage. They did not know that he was a level-five fisher, or more people would've come. It was unbelievable that a level-five fisher defeated a level-seven fisher who absorbed the power of a demonic fish.

Han Fei gritted his teeth and drank a bottle of Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid. He had to speed up his cultivation.

Immediately, Han Fei felt that he was full of power. The next six hours were critical for him.

Han Fei resumed his cultivation. Although his muscles still ached because of the stretching, Han Fei was able to persist with the infinite power in his body.

Han Fei was covered in sweat by the time he completed 36 movements.

He seemed to have just been picked up from the ocean when he completed 72 movements.

After he completed 108 movements, Han Fei's muscles cramped, and he fell on the ground in pain.

Damn it. My whole body is spasming. What kind of body-conditioning technique is this?

Han Fei meant to pass out, but his brain was highly active with the tonic. It was not until ten minutes later that Han Fei's spasm was finally over.

Hooo…

Han Fei breathed heavily on the ground. This art was too horrifying.

When Han Fei looked at the Demon Purification Pot, he was astounded.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Five (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 398 (167)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality (Upgradeable)

Weapon: Purple Bamboo Rod

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)"Whoa! My capacity of spiritual energy has been increased by eight points after I only practiced it once! This is amazing!"

Han Fei was stunned. It only increased by one point after he had a bowl of Swallowed Spirit Soup, but eight had been added after he practiced the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Conditioning once.

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In the day, Han Fei practiced the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Polishing.

At night, Han Fei practiced Void Fishing and drew natural spiritual energy into his body.

After only one day, Han Fei felt that he could advance to level six. He sensed an obstacle that he could jump over easily.

But Han Fei didn't. According to He Xiaoyu, one could go deeper into every phrase. Some talented people could defeat enemies above their level exactly because of their solid foundation. Since he only had Level One Spiritual Heritage, if his foundation was not good enough, his future development would definitely be affected.

Han Fei ran out of the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid on the second day. He sipped the Iron Fish Body Polishing Fluid and immediately blushed. It was much stronger than the Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid. Han Fei felt like that his body was about to explode.

Han Fei immediately practiced the 108 stances.

After he practiced them three times in a row, the redness on Han Fei's face was finally gone.

Han Fei looked at the Demon Purification Pot.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Five (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 506 (189)

Spiritual Heritage: Level One, High Quality

Weapon: Purple Bamboo Rod

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)189?

Han Fei grinned. This art that cost 2,200 points of spiritual energy was definitely worth it. He had achieved more in three days than other people could in three months.

He had a feeling that he could crush Brother Gang with only three hits right now.

Not only had Han Fei's capacity for spiritual energy increased, but his body was also strengthened every time he completed the cycle of 108 stances. Some impurities had even been discharged.

Han Fei even sensed that if he practiced it longer, it could even boost the growth of his Spiritual Heritage and save the upgrade cost of 1,000 points.

Although the impurities discharged were not as many as last time, they were still a lot. After they were eliminated, Han Fei looked much healthier.

After practicing the Incomplete Monograph on 108 Ways of Body Conditioning again, Han Fei realized that it could not improve the upper bound of his spiritual energy anymore.

Suddenly, Han Fei's expression changed.

Not good, I can't hold back now.

Han Fei had such a strong thirst for spiritual energy that he felt like a dry desert that was in need of rain.

He immediately sat cross-legged and activated Void Fishing with the Spirit Refilling Pill laid before him.Night gradually fell.

A fatty approached Han Fei's house.

"Brother Gang, you're here?"

Brother Gang asked, "Is the boy still not back?"

His lackey shook his head. "No! He seems to have disappeared. Right… A level-six little girl just dropped by. She left since the door was not answered."

Pa…

Brother Gang slapped his lackey's head. "Are you an idiot? Why didn't you catch the girl? She must be the boy's friend!"

Feeling wronged, his lackey said, "Brother Gang, we tried to, but we couldn't! The girl had a bamboo rod. She smashed Er Gou to the ground when he approached her. She's not a simple girl at all."

"A bamboo rod? She smashed Er Gou to the ground?"

Brother Gang changed his face. "She's impressive for her age. A bamboo rod… Does she have a fishing master parent?"

Suddenly, Brother Gang asked confusedly, "Hey, do you feel that the spiritual energy here seems more intense than before?"

His lackey said, "Hasn't it always been this?"

Pa…

Brother Gang slapped his head again. "You're both stupid and insensitive. However, the change of spiritual energy is indeed not very significant. It's probably because the natural spiritual energy is particularly intense tonight."Whilei Brother Gang and his lackey were chit-chatting, Han Fei was having the "sugar bean."

The five hundred points of spiritual energy that he gathered naturally had been used up during his breakthrough. Incessant spiritual energy was entering his body, and he had a Spirit Refilling Pill in his mouth, but to Han Fei's surprise, his spiritual energy was used up again after only a minute.

Han Fei was dumbfounded. What's going on? Why does the breakthrough to level six require so much spiritual energy? Didn't they say that the breakthrough to level seven was the real challenge?

It was truly easy to break the obstacle to level six. The only unbearable part for him was that the spiritual energy required for the breakthrough was too enormous.

After taking three Spirit Refilling Pills in a row, Han Fei finally realized that it couldn't help. Also, it was a waste to use Spirit Refilling Pill in a breakthrough. They could save his life in a crisis. What could he do if he used them up right now?

Han Fei turned to the iron box. Did he have to take it?

"Let's do it!"

Han Fei made a decision after only brief hesitation. Judging from the speed of consumption, even the ten Spirit Refilling Pills wouldn't be enough.

Han Fei swallowed the fragrant fruit and immediately trembled. The spiritual energy from the fruit passed through his body.

With enough supply of spiritual energy, Han Fei reached level six within ten seconds. The calabash on his wrist flashed as if it were breathing.

Same as last time, Han Fei's body was soon burning up. Since he was not in water this time, sweat was pouring out. Had it not been for the Demon Purification Pot that was absorbing the spiritual energy of the fruit, he would've exploded.

However, Han Fei could sense that his power was rising. His bones were itching, and his bone marrow was flowing. He speculated that the fruit was improving his body hardware, but the itchy feeling did not last. The fruit did not seem good enough.

The process lasted about five minutes, before he digested the rarely-seen fruit.

Han Fei did not feel sorry at all. He was a level-six now, and one of the better level-sixes.

He immediately looked at the Demon Purification Pot.

Owner: Han Fei

Level: Six (Intermediate Fisher)

Spiritual Energy: 2308 (219)

Spiritual Heritage: Level Two, Low Quality (Upgradeable)

Weapon: Purple Bamboo Rod

Main Art: Void Fishing, Chapter 1: Hook Kiss (Mortal Level, Divine Quality)Han Fei immediately gasped. The capacity for his spiritual energy had increased by thirty points. Could a level-eight fisher have so much spiritual energy?

Han Fei suspected that his capacity for spiritual energy was beyond comprehension.

More importantly, his Spiritual Heritage had changed from Level One, High Quality to Level Two, Low Quality. It was a leap across levels thanks to the two fruits he had. Han Fei even sensed that his Spiritual Heritage could further improve if he had more such fruits.

However, after checking the upgrade requirement for his Spiritual Heritage, he discovered that the 1,000 points of spiritual energy had turned into 10,000 points.

Are you kidding me? Why is it 10,000 now?

Han Fei was lost for words. However, on second thought, he realized that when he met the current requirement, his Spiritual Heritage would probably rise to level three.

Han Fei stood up, feeling that he was filled with power. He was certain that he could beat Brother Gang to the ground with one hit right now.

Hu! Level six is already so good, what about level seven? Can I kill Brother Gang with a slap when I am in level seven?

Han Fei thought for a moment. Was Brother Gang not strong?

He certainly was.

How could a level-seven fisher who had absorbed the power of a demonic fish be weak? Three days ago, Han Fei only defeated the enemy with his storage of spiritual energy.

Han Fei cleaned the environment. He put away the seven Spirit Refilling Pills and left the two books of battle techniques there.

It was a pity that the Demon Purification Pot did not change greatly this time, but the requirement for the function of Forge the Universe had changed from 10,000 points to 5,000 points. Han Fei concluded that the fruit contained almost ten thousand points of spiritual energy. It was truly impressive.Not far away from Han Fei's house, Brother Gang asked, "Do you smell anything? It's rather fragrant."

His lackey said, "Ah! No, I don't think so, Brother Gang!"

Pa…

Brother Gang said, "Can you agree with me just once? Stay here!"

Han Fei stood in a dark corner, grinning coldly.

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Chapter 31: A Crisis Caused by a Smash

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Brother Gang walked back, ready to go home.

He mumbled, "Brat, you'd better not let me see you, or I will surely kill you."

"Who are you going to kill?"

Han Fei appeared, a piece of black cloth covering his face. He had a feeling that he was no longer useless.

Brother Gang, taken aback, turned around and looked at Han Fei fearfully. "W-Where have you been hiding?"

Brother Gang quickly set off a firecracker signal. Then, he demanded nervously with his iron rod, "Boy, you'd better run immediately, or you won't be able to when my level-eight expert arrives."

Han Fei asked, "You can recognize me on such a late night?"

Brother Gang rolled his eyes. You think I'm blind? What kid would appear in this place so late at night?

Taking a deep breath, Brother Gang said, "It's unwise to fight me… Ouch…"

Before he finished, Brother Gang saw that Han Fei had jumped at him and smashed his purple bamboo rod down, not giving him any time to react.

Brother Gang hurried to raise his iron rod to block it.

Clang…

Brother Gang was flung away. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his arms were instantly broken. His iron rod was also deformed.

"Ah… Spare me!"

Brother Gang peed his pants. The boy was too horrifying! He had knocked him out with only one hit. At that moment, Brother Gang felt that an adult iron-head fish crashed into him. He could not feel his arms anymore, and his internal organs were shivering. He felt like he was dying.

At this life-and-death moment, Brother Gang quickly dropped his pride and begged for mercy. Street fights were forbidden on the floating island, not to mention killing.

Han Fei did not intend to kill him, either. He simply pointed his purple bamboo rod at Brother Gang. "Give me your money."

Brother Gang was confused. You're still in the mood for robbery?

Brother Gang said, "M-Master, my hands are broken!"

Han Fei said, "I'll take it on my own."

Han Fei groped for a while and found a wallet, which contained a dozen low-quality pearls, and a bag of sunflower seeds, which were very cheap.

Han Fei declared meanly, "You are truly poor. Do not let me see you again, or I will beat you up once more."

He ran off immediately, because he saw someone coming toward them from far away.

After a minute, Brother Gang's lackeys arrived.

One of the lackeys asked, "Brother Gang, what's up? Are you all right?"

Brother Gang cursed, "My hands are broken! Don't touch me! Ouch, inform Brother Dong now!"

Brother Gang made up his mind not to come to this place again. A twelve-year-old boy had knocked him down with one hit? Was he in level seven? But even so, the boy was still unreasonably strong!

After about an hour, a middle-aged man in black came.

Brother Gang wailed the moment he saw the man. "Brother Gang, help me, Brother Gang! My hands are broken! I've suffered severe internal injuries!"

Li Dong was in a foul mood after being woken up in the middle of the night. He frowned at Brother Gang. "What happened?"

Brother Gang wept. "Brother Dong, it was the boy you asked us to watch. He appeared out of nowhere and knocked me down with one hit! Brother Dong, you must settle the score for me!"

Li Dong was slightly surprised. He had little respect for Li Gang, but the guy was a level-seven fisher after all. If his enemy had crushed Li Gang like this and even bent an iron rod, his enemy's combat ability was at least in level eight. In that case, even Li Dong couldn't finish him easily.

Li Dong asked, "Are you sure it was him?"

Brother Gang said, "Absolutely. Although the boy covered his face, I could recognize a twelve-year-old boy."

Li Dong furrowed his eyebrow. Was there a twelve-year-old level-eight fisher in Heavenly Water Village? If so, wasn't he a genius?

Li Dong summoned one of his subordinates. "Bring the manager of this area to me. I remember it's Zhang Han."

Zhang Han arrived a moment later in untidy clothes.

Zhang Han was rather angry that his good sleep was interrupted. If it weren't for them being from the Tigers, he would've thrown them off the island.

However, when Zhang Han saw Li Dong, he greeted respectfully, "Brother Dong, what's happened here?"

Then, Zhang Han looked at Brother Gang in surprise. "Hey, it's you, A-Gang? Did someone beat you up?"

Brother Gang had shown little respect to Zhang Han with the Tigers at his back. He did not feel good about Zhang Han's teasing, but he dared not argue.

Li Dong asked, "Who's living in that house? A twelve-year-old boy? What's his strength and background?"

Seeing that Li Dong was pointing at Han Fei's house, Zhang Han chuckled. "Brother Dong, don't you see how ragged the house is? A useless guy named Han Fei lives there. He's only a level-two fisher."

Zhang Han secretly laughed. It was true that the boy was useless, but he had a tough brother who had been recruited by the angel as a disciple. Even Zhang Han dared not make trouble for Han Fei anymore.

Li Dong sniffed at Zhang Han's casualness. "Zhang Han, are the Tigers not worth any respect now? Stop messing with me."

Zhang Han said, "Of course you are! I have always respected the Tigers. However, I don't think you should piss off the people living in this house. Han Fei is useless, but his brother is the angel's disciple. Do you understand?"

"The angel's disciple?"

Li Dong immediately changed his face. The angel, as an expert from the city, could destroy the Tigers single-handedly.

Zhang Han secretly chuckled and continued, "Brother Gang, Han Fei couldn't have hurt A-Gang, but Tang Ge is probably a level-eight fisher now. A-Gang should be grateful that he's still alive. If Tang Ge intended to kill him, he would've been dead. Would anyone demand the angel for an explanation?"

Zhang Han thought that it was definitely done by Tang Ge. Only Tang Ge was capable of crippling the fatty with one hit.

Li Dong gasped hard and realized that he was in serious trouble. Everybody in Heavenly Water Village knew Tang Ge now. Pissing off Tang Ge meant pissing off the angel, and pissing off the angel meant suicide.

Brother Gang was also dumbfounded. Tang Ge? Tang Ge had been living in this sh*thole?

He trembled hard. He thought he was screwed. Was the masked man not the boy he knew but his brother? But it didn't make sense! He could tell that it was Han Fei's voice!

The Tigers were busy for the rest of the night. Li Gang was tied up at the gate of the headquarters of the Tigers as a gesture of apology. Li Jue, the leader of the Tigers, tried to pull his strings and apologize to the angel. He even came to the village leader, only to be refused without thinking because the village leader did not want to get involved.

The Wang family gloated. A lot of people thought that the Tigers were doomed, including Li Jue himself. He even asked his subordinates to escort Li Hu to the ocean to wait out the crisis. As for himself, he couldn't leave, or the Tigers would be doomed if the angel came to ask for trouble.

As a matter of fact, Fang Ze did not know about the incident at all, and neither did Tang Ge. The culprit behind the whole thing was having shrimp dumplings in a stand before the school and complaining about how awful they tasted.

The school gate was rather lively in the morning. Many students were coming for classes.

"Hey, Han Fei!"

Suddenly, a delightful voice carried over.

Han Fei raised his head. It was He Xiaoyu.

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Chapter 32: The First Class

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Han Fei said, "Hey! He Xiaoyu, the shrimp dumplings in this diner are awful. Do you want any?"

"You are giving them to me because they're awful?"

Amused, He Xiaoyu grabbed Han Fei's ears and shouted, "You're still in the mood for food? Where the hell have you been? Everybody in the school is worried that Tang Ge will go crazy if you're dead."

Han Fei said, "Hey, hey, hey… Can you be a little gentler, or nobody will marry you in the future! Who says that I'm dead? I only took a tour on the ocean."

He Xiaoyu said, "A tour? Do you know how many boats were sent to search for you? Even my father was depressed."

Han Fei knew that the school searched for him only because they were worried that Tang Ge would blame them.

Han Fei said, "My boat was broken. I floated on the ocean for five days and five nights. Did anyone really come for me? Fine, if you're not interested in them, let's go to school."

He Xiaoyu said anxiously, "How could your boat be broken? Come to the teachers with me."

Before He Xiaoyu finished the last shrimp dumpling, He Xiaoyu had already dragged him into school.

On their way, people exclaimed now and then.

"Wasn't Han Fei dead on the ocean?"

"Huh? Han Fei is still alive?"

"That's not right! This guy was missing for more than a week. Why is he here again?"

"Han Fei must be in a relationship with He Xiaoyu. There's definitely something between them."

Pa…

Blushing, He Xiaoyu stuck the bamboo rod into the ground and scolded, "What are you talking about? I'll beat you up if you don't shut up!"

He Xiaoyu certainly had a violent tendency, or she wouldn't be carrying this bamboo rod all the time.

However, the girl was only violent when she was angry. Han Fei seemed even more violent than she was.

Han Fei asked, "He Xiaoyu, aren't we supposed to go to class?"

He Xiaoyu said, "What class? We're graduating soon. We have to go to the teachers and tell them that you're back."

On their way, He Xiaoyu reminded him that the Fishing Trial, which was held once every three years, would start soon. All the teachers were busy offering the students guidance on how to survive and succeed in the trial.

Wang Jie was about to teach life-saving methods to a group of students, when He Xiaoyu came in with Han Fei.

Wang Jie was bewildered. "Han Fei, you're not dead?"

Han Fei replied, "Sir, I've returned safely."

Pa…

Wang Jie slapped Han Fei's head. "You're really a troublemaker. Everybody thought you died on the ocean. Do you know how many boats the school sent to search for you?"

Han Fei rubbed his head speechlessly. "Sir, I didn't want it, either. Someone damaged my boat. I wandered for five days, eight hundred kilometers away in the general fishery!"

Wang Jie asked solemnly, "Huh? What happened?"

Wang Jie despised Han Fei before, but Han Fei did make a breakthrough when the test was drawing near, so he thought more highly of Han Fei now.

He certainly wouldn't want anyone to set up his student. His students could die in accidents but not in schemes.

After Han Fei told him everything, Wang Jie frowned. "You mean a fisher higher than level nine, or even a fishing master, tried to kill you?"

Han Fei said, "Master, the port is already investigating it."

He Xiaoyu was dumbfounded. A fishing master tried to kill you? Did they even need to try? They could've killed you with a slap!

Suddenly, Wang Jie stepped back and observed Han Fei.

While He Xiaoyu and Han Fei were confused, Wang Jie patted Han Fei's shoulder.

Han Fei knew that Wang Jie had seen through his strength. It was another test.

"Ouch! That hurts! Why did you hit me, sir?"

Wang Jie, however, ignored him and stared at Han Fei weirdly. "When… did you reach level six?"

Wang Jie found it incomprehensible. I can understand if you reach a higher level every month, or even every half-month, but you stagnated for four years and reached level six from level two in only half a month. Is Tang Ge capable of that?

Suddenly, Wang Jie felt that he should ask Han Fei to do another Spiritual Heritage test. He did not believe that Han Fei had such talent.

As if he knew what was on Wang Jie's mind, Han Fei said in a hurry, "Sir, no need to feel surprised. I had a spiritual fruit that my brother gave to me, and I soared to level six from level four."

"Hu…"

Both Wang Jie and He Xiaoyu were relieved. That explained how fast his advancement was.

Then, Wang Jie glared at Han Fei with his eyes full of fury. A spiritual fruit? A spiritual fruit only upgraded you by two levels? You are truly useless! That's a spiritual fruit!

Wang Jie was lost for words. Even he did not have any spiritual fruit yet. It was a waste that Han Fei could not absorb the power of the spiritual fruit.

Wang Jie did not want to talk to Han Fei anymore. His eyes reddened with jealousy.

He Xiaoyu, however, pulled Han Fei and asked enviously, "Han Fei, how does the spiritual fruit taste? Did you just advance after you took it?"

Han Fei looked at He Xiaoyu pitifully. You may have a fishing master father, but so what? He can't pick any spiritual fruit, can he?

Han Fei said casually, "It was nothing. After I took it, my body burned and my veins bulged. Spiritual energy overflowed from my body. When I cultivated myself in the meantime, I heard the cracks of obstacles being broken…"

Pa…

Wang Jie slapped Han Fei's head again. Overflow? Cracks? I'm already drooling just listening to you!

Wang Jie sniffed. "Go to the Fishing Trial Class now. Everyone has to be present."

He Xiaoyu hurried to drag Han Fei away. She could tell that even she would probably be hit if they stayed any longer, because Wang Jie's eyes were already red.

Soon after they left, He Xiaoyu asked in a low voice, "Han Fei, are we going to fight other people today?"

Han Fei turned around to her in surprise. "I don't think that's appropriate, is it? If I cause trouble the moment I come back, won't I be kicked out?"

He Xiaoyu said, "There's nothing to be scared of. I'm very close to level seven now, and I think I can make it with a dozen bowls of Swallowed Spirit Soup and a bottle of Fish Head Body Polishing Fluid… I can lend you my bamboo rod."

Han Fei understood everything. Although the girl vomited last time, she had certainly benefited a lot from it, or she wouldn't be encouraging him now.

However, Han Fei was also tempted himself. Although the Swallowed Spirit Soup was of little use to him anymore, he could still increase his spiritual energy by taking dozens of bowls of them.

They immediately made a deal that they would duel with other people when the class was over.It was Han Fei's first class. Nobody was willing to sit next to him. He Xiaoyu, as his temporary ally, sat there to show her support.

However, Wang Jie said gloomily immediately after he came in, "Do not sit next to each other. You are too little for relationships."

Immediately, everybody looked at Han Fei and He Xiaoyu.

Blushing, He Xiaoyu said angrily, "I'm not in a relationship."

Han Fei opened his hands helplessly. "Me neither. Everything between us is innocent."

"Innocent?"

The moment he mentioned it, everybody looked at Han Fei weirdly, wondering when Han Fei became so shameless.

The class began.

Wang Jie spoke: "You must be familiar with the Fishing Trial by now. I'll skip the specific details. All I want to stress is that you must not overestimate yourself. You know how many students are killed by the fish every year. Ten percent of them die, and fifty percent of them are injured…"

Wang Jie talked a lot. Han Fei had never heard it before, so he was rather interested.

The Fishing Trial was just a way to select excellent talents through fishing. Only by passing the trial could one awaken their naturally-endowed spiritual beast.

When everybody imagined their success, He Xiaoyu said to Han Fei in a low voice, "The spiritual beast is very awesome, so the higher your rank is, the better. If you are the first place, more power will be at your disposal when you awaken the spiritual beast, and your spiritual beast will be stronger."

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