It was a headache for Yun Yang, but he could only watch and passively receive the Nine Heavens Dictum's message. Severely injured, he could not even activate his mystical Qi and could not issue any commands.
Yun Yang estimated that he would need at least three more days to be able to use a small amount of mystical Qi without leaving behind any repercussions. As for fully recovering his ability, it would take at least half a month!
This was the power of a top-notch expert.
He did not have to attack you directly; it was just the shockwave. Then, within the range of his spiritual realm, even if he did not notice you, you would still be severely injured.
A fatal injury!
Faced with such a situation, even Yun Yang, the soul of the Nine Supremes, could only sigh helplessly.
Actually, Yun Yang did not think that this incident was his fault. The other party was simply too powerful. Even if he was not in his current identity, he would still take a look at the sudden movement.
As long as he was still human, a martial artist, he would be attracted by the aura. What was more, he had come with a purpose.
"One cannot have any curiosity in the martial world. That's because any curiosity could cause even an experienced martial artist to be consigned to eternal damnation! "
Yun Yang reminded himself in his heart.
However, what comforted him was that the Spectral Path of the Soul and the Abyss Path of Flesh had yet to appear. At least, the legendary air of resentment had yet to surge.
Perhaps this meant that those people were still alive …
Yun Yang was slightly relieved.
Since he could not do anything, he would take a break for now. Recuperation and recovery were the priority.
"Perhaps I can only enjoy such leisure in this life when I'm severely injured …" Yun Yang chuckled bitterly. "If so, I shall enjoy this rare leisure time."
Yun Yang had only laid down for a short while before he stood up and moved his limbs. He felt that he could move freely now. As long as he did not use mystical Qi or the power of his soul, a simple movement would not be a problem.
He was about to speak when he seemed to recall something and sat down immediately. He opened the message on the Nine Heavens Dictum and read the last message.
"When this subordinate was investigating, he found someone fishing at the Thousand Feet Lake, but no fish took the bait for a few days. The angler seems to be an expert, but his subsequent movements are unknown. I wonder if this information is useful … "
Yun Yang was deep in thought as he read the message.
"The Thousand Feet Lake … there are no fish for a few days straight, and they're still holding on … an expert?" Yun Yang's gaze flickered.
Yun Yang then called Lao Mei to his side, ignoring the fact that he had to use his mystical Qi. Placing his right hand on Lao Mei's shoulder, he channeled his cultivation and guided Lao Mei's mystical Qi into Yun Yang's meridians.
"The old man fishing at the Hundred Feet Lake, report to me in detail."
In that instant, he felt a sharp pain in his meridians.
Four hours later.
Completely detailed information came in.
Yun Yang looked at it for a full two hours.
The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became. It was to the extent that he was actually a little hesitant at the end.
Something caught his attention.
"This person is always carrying a wine gourd on his back."
Wine gourd?
Yun Yang finally gritted his teeth and murmured, "Doesn't it matter who I die in? Cheers! "
The next morning.
"Lao Mei, look after the house. If anyone else comes, treat them well. If anyone else sends medicine, just politely decline them. "
"Bring out my precious wine and …" Yun Yang made arrangements and said, "Let's go, Old Fang. Let's get a carriage and go fishing."
"Go fishing …"
Lao Mei and Fang Mofei were dumbfounded.
They would never have imagined that their young master would have such a sudden idea.
For high level cultivators like us, why would we need to fish? We only needed to stretch our hands into the water and a large number of fish would be caught!
Was there a need to go through so much trouble?
If they had seen the Nine Heavens Dictum's news, they would probably be even more devastated. You don't care about so many national affairs and you go fishing just because you heard someone was fishing? Where were the Nine Supremes Who Protected the Nation, the righteousness of Supreme Cloud?
There was a faint smile on Yun Yang's face.
It was precisely because of this that he wanted to go fishing.
If that person was really an unparalleled expert, he must have his own reasons for waiting for three days.
Would it not be more convenient to use mystical skills to catch fish?
Besides, Yun Yang thought of something else.
Back then, Supreme Earth's biggest hobby was fishing.
Even when he was fishing at the Thousand Feet Lake, he was often the only one fishing on the surface of the lake. There were also times when he could not catch any fish.
Yun Yang only knew a little about fishing and did not have much interest in it. Sometimes, he would even wonder, "Why are you sitting there if you can't catch any fish? Isn't the purpose of fishing to fish? "
Thinking of Supreme Earth, the corners of Yun Yang's lips curled into a smile.
To him, this injury might not be entirely a bad thing. At least, I've met all of you again, my brothers …
Let me see what kind of person that fishing expert is, and what his purpose is!
A carriage rumbled as it moved forward.
It headed towards Tiantang City, towards the Thousand Feet Lake.
…
It was said that the deepest part of the Thousand Feet Lake was a thousand feet deep. The water was crystal clear, and if it was a sunny day, one could even see dozens or even hundreds of catties of fish swimming freely in the water.
There was another saying about the Thousand Feet Lake, perhaps it was a unique feature of the lake. The west and east shores of the lake were separated by a thousand feet; the west shore was a thousand feet of hell while the east shore was a thousand feet of heaven.
The east shore was filled with red flowers and green willows, birds sang and swallows danced, the fragrance of cosmetics wafting through half the city while the west shore was dark and overgrown with weeds.
Such a situation was not entirely due to the geographical difference. The main reason was that there was a mass grave slightly further away from the west shore. Who would be willing to come to such a place?
The south shore was connected to a main road while the north was connected to a field of rocks with half a cliff behind it.
When Supreme Earth was free, he would often act as a fisherman on the north shore, holding a fishing rod in his hand. Sometimes, he would sit there for two days.
He was usually the only one fishing on the entire surface of the lake.
That was because all the locals knew that the Hundred Zhang Lake was too deep. Even if one was extremely lucky, one would only be able to catch some palm-sized fish at best. Those truly big fish would never be able to be caught.
In that case, what was the meaning of the person fishing there?!
Yun Yang did not think too much about it. If you're really interesting, my trip here wouldn't be in vain. However, if you're just here to kill time, it doesn't matter. I'm here to take a few days off. I'm not lying when I say that I'm here to fish and relax!
Not long after, both Yun Yang and Supreme Earth arrived at the north shore of the Thousand Feet Lake.
Just as Yun Yang alighted from the carriage, he was stunned by what he saw.
There was actually someone fishing on the north shore of the Thousand Feet Lake and he had occupied the spot where Supreme Earth usually fished. He was currently holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing with full concentration.
The person wore a wide straw cape and a straw hat that almost covered his entire body. He held a black fishing rod in his hand, standing as steady as a mountain.
Yun Yang was in a trance, as if he was seeing Supreme Earth smiling at him. For a moment, he almost thought that time had turned back.
The attire of the person before him was exactly what Supreme Earth had worn when he was fishing in the past.
How could this person be so coincidentally occupying this spot?
The north shore was so wide, there was naturally more than one fishing spot.
However, Yun Yang asked Fang Mofei to send him to the centermost spot, which was also the concave fishing spot.
Other people could only see someone fishing here, but they would never be able to see what the person looked like.
At most, they could only see a shadow, that was all.
The person from before was currently in this spot.
However, this seat was definitely not spacious. There was only a big protruding rock, and that person was sitting steadily on it. With a glance, Yun Yang felt that this fellow was surrounded by an aura that prevented strangers from getting close to him.
Whether he was an expert or not was not a question.
However, the meaning of 'don't talk to me' was very clear from his body language.
Yun Yang understood immediately. If he were to initiate a conversation with such a fellow, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that he would be rebuffed.
However, was this the person?
Beside this person, there was only a rock that had just emerged from the water, about half a foot wide.
At least, from Fang Mofei's point of view, it was impossible for anyone to sit there.
"I'll sit here." Yun Yang pointed with a smile, indicating where he could sit.
Despite Fang Mofei's embarrassment, he could only think of a way to make a seat for himself even if there was none.
"My apologies."
Fang Mofei spoke to the person and flew up, carrying a large square rock from behind him and placing it into the water.
Poof!
The water splashed.
As the boulder sank, the surrounding water bubbles rose one after another, and a large circle of ripples spread out, affecting a wide range.
The person mumbled as if he was cursing.
Yun Yang was still standing quietly with his arms behind his back. Hearing the person's mumble, he chuckled inwardly. Didn't you not want anyone to talk to you? Alright, I'll let you talk to me then. "Continue."
Fang Mofei scratched his head, continuing to move the rocks.
Poof, poof, poof …
More than a dozen rocks were tossed in consecutively and Fang Mofei actually managed to form a sturdy platform in the water.
Naturally, the water splashed and the surface of the water was murky.
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