Fishing Without Bait
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Chapter 687
Fishing Without Bait
The Imperial City had always been a legend in the eyes of the people. During the Desolate Era, there was a saying: The one who controls the Imperial City controls the world!
No one knew where this saying came from. However, there was a rumor that the Imperial City had a passage that led to another space. That space was called the Primordial World!
The Primordial World was the origin of the ancient myths and legends. The gods in the myths and legends were born in this special space. However, after the chaos of the ancient times, the Sky Martial Continent collapsed and all the passages leading to the Primordial World were destroyed. Now, in the entire Sky Martial Continent, only the Emperor City was left!
That was why in the Desolate Era, the Eight Great Hegemons fought over the Emperor City, slaughtering countless people. After that, because of various special reasons, the Eight Great Hegemons withdrew from the stage of the Sky Martial Continent, and the Emperor City was now occupied by some ancient clans.
The Feng, Wang, Sun, and Li clans!
Of course, these were not the original four clans. Every ten years, there would be some powerful forces challenging these four clans. But now, the four clans in the Imperial City had lasted for tens of thousands of years. Among them, the Feng Clan had always been the number one clan in the Imperial City since the Desolate Era. Until a few thousand years ago, when they lost their Imperial Weapon, they lost their right to be the overlord.
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This was a vast continent with no end in sight. Inside, there were mountains and rivers. Spirit mist lingered in the air. Inside the mountains and rivers, there were many courtyards and small houses that were randomly decorated inside. This small world was the main base of the Feng Clan!
"Buzz!"
With a buzzing sound from the teleportation array, a black ship came out from the dark space.
The eight guards standing beside the teleportation array sensed it and relaxed their guard.
"Swoosh!"
Feng Heng jumped out from the cabin. With a flip of his hand, he kept the ship into his ring. He looked around and walked towards the residence of the third supreme elder.
Now, among the six branches, only the third supreme elder did not have any prejudice against this branch. The other branches all had cold faces.
Feng Heng had seen too many cold faces, so he was already used to it. Although he was an elder of the group of elders, even the ordinary guards around him did not give him a good look.
In the eyes of all the disciples of the Feng Clan, the members of this branch were the sinners of the Feng Clan. Moreover, it was an unforgivable crime!
Everything had changed!
How glorious was it thousands of years ago? Every disciple of this branch was a respected existence in the Feng Clan, but now, they had fallen to the bottom. This was something that no one had expected.
Because a long time ago, when the Feng Clan was at its most glorious, there was once a Heavenly Image Master who came to the Feng Clan. At that time, he left a prophecy that this branch would lead the Feng Clan to an unprecedented height …
At that time, everyone believed it, because the people of this branch were indeed all extraordinary, and there were countless people from the Imperial Bloodline. However, everything was the exact opposite, and many people had already forgotten the prophecy left behind by the Heavenly Image Master. Even if they still remembered it, they merely treated it as a joke!
After losing the imperial weapon and having less than one hundred members, could this branch still lead the Feng Clan to glory?
Indeed, perhaps that Heavenly Image Master was only joking!
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"Crash! …"
There was a small thatched hut next to the small bridge and the flowing water. It was very simple and crude. Beside the river sat an old man with a face full of wrinkles. He squinted his eyes and held a fishing rod in his hand. The rod was dangling from the water and he was fishing.
He wore a coarse robe, and his hair and beard were all white. There was not the slightest bit of energy fluctuation in his body, as if he was really an ordinary old man.
Beside him sat a mischievous young girl. She was also imitating the old man, but her constantly moving eyes betrayed her fluctuating state of mind.
She wore a green dress, and her jet-black hair was tied into two small braids. A pair of green jade pendants hung on her delicate earlobes. When the jade pendants swayed, a soft tinkling sound could be heard, as if a mountain spring and a reef were playing a moving piece of music. Her jet-black eyes were very lively, and her skin was as white as jade. Her face was still a little immature, but it was full of youthful beauty.
"Swoosh!"
Feng Heng descended from afar and walked slowly without making any noise, as if he was afraid of disturbing the fish in the water. He came to the back of the old man and stood there quietly without making a sound.
"Hmm?"
The young girl sensed his identity and turned her head. Just as she was about to call out to the old man, Feng Heng signaled for her not to disturb the old man.
The spring water was tinkling, and time passed slowly. Feng Heng's face was still calm, as if he was influenced by the old man. His emotions were like an ancient well, and his entire body was overflowing with an aura of returning to simplicity.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, the old man's fishing rod sank. The old man opened his eyes and raised his arm slightly. A red-tailed carp the size of a palm floated to the surface and was caught.
"Did you really catch it?"
The young girl beside him jumped up. Looking at the big, lively carp, her bright eyes shone with disbelief. Her little mouth opened wide and she could not close it.
"Hehe, little girl, you lost!"
The old man's wrinkled face flushed red. He said with a smile, and his words were filled with mockery.
"Great-grandfather, you must have cheated. There is no bait or hook, how could you catch a fish?"
The young girl stomped her feet angrily, and her pink little mouth was unforgiving.
"Little girl, you can't be shameless. Since you made a bet, you have to admit defeat. You better go to the Martial Arts Hall and cultivate in seclusion. Come out when you reach the Martial King Realm. Haha!"
The old man stroked his long white beard, as if he was happy to get rid of this little trouble.
"Boohoo!"
The young girl wrinkled her nose, and her bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She pouted her little mouth and said, "Great-grandfather, you only know how to bully Nini. I'm going to tell Great-grandmother!"
After saying that, she threw the fishing rod away and ran towards the straw hut.
"Haha! …"
The old man's proud laughter was left behind. He turned around and saw Feng Heng. "Oh, Heng 'er is here."
"Greetings, three elders."
Feng Heng cupped his hands and greeted the old man respectfully.
"Good, good. It's good that you're here."
The old man took the carp and put it into the fish basket. Then, he threw the hook and bait into the river and said to Feng Heng, "Come, fish with me."
"Yes!"
Feng Heng respectfully replied as he picked up the fishing rod left behind by the young lady. While he was fishing, he realized that there was actually a small worm tied to the line. Immediately, he could not help but laugh as he shook his head. Just as he was about to remove the small worm, the old man beside him tilted his head.
"Why did you take the bait? How can you fish without bait? "
The old man said mysteriously as he lifted his fishing rod slightly. On the line that was supposed to have no bait, a small worm strangely appeared and wriggled. Instantly, the two of them looked at each other and laughed out loud.
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