Chapter 25: Cloud Seed as Bait

Cloud Seed as Bait

"Shopkeeper, we'll take all the fishing rods."

The low-ranking disciples brought out by the Venerable to be read by the high-ranking people of the Shangqing Sect were not ordinary people. When the clouds and mist rose, several people were not panicked. The young man in the middle stood out to take charge, "Fellow brothers, we each rely on our own opportunities, do not fight, don't let the seniors watch our jokes."

The Venerable brought five or six people, but Chen Jun only took one. There were disputes among them, but the fish had not been caught, so these were all mirror flowers and water moon. Several noble children said, "Correct, listen to Brother Huang."

Among those circled by Chen Jun, besides this group, there were seven or eight idlers including Ruan Ci, not peddlers or tourists—called tourists, actually some wanted to bump into opportunities. Ruan Ci didn't say anything, still sitting on that big rock in the corner. The remaining idlers were not willing to give up, and surrounded the peddler to buy fishing rods with heavy money.

The two peddlers had low aptitude and humble status, both over forty years old, and their thoughts of apprenticing into a high sect had long been extinguished. At this time, they were all smiling from ear to ear, taking out all the fishing rods in their arms. There were more than a dozen sets, one of which shouted, "Without two thousand spirit coins, I won't sell."

This made it difficult for the group of young masters. Which of them would carry so much spirit money? Young Master Huang said, "We didn't bring money, but we won't treat you badly. This bamboo flute is a middle-grade magic tool, enough to exchange for tens of thousands of spirit coins in the city. We'll take all your fishing rods."

This fishing rod only had some crude spirit patterns attached, and was more resilient than the fishing rods made by mortals, not even counting as a low-grade magic tool. If it were normal times, renting it once would only be a few spirit coins. Young Master Huang's price could not be said to be high, but what the peddler said just now was two thousand spirit coins each. He had nine fishing rods, and the price of the bamboo flute was still insufficient. The peddler divided six fishing rods and said, "Young Masters, there are six of you, these are enough. I'll sell the remaining three to others."

Young Master Huang sighed, "That's all we can do."

He picked up the bamboo flute and put it to his lips, pursing his lips to blow, but there was no sound. Not far away, a black-clothed man who was also fighting to buy a fishing rod fell to the ground with a thud. A blood hole slowly appeared on his temple, and what flowed out was not red blood, but pink foam, just like blood and brains stirred many times.

Everyone was shocked, scattered one after another, and made a defensive posture. The peddler's teeth chattered, making a 'de de de' sound. Young Master Huang adjusted his breath for a while, then raised the bamboo flute again. The peddler shouted, "I'll sell them all to Young Master! No, I'll offer them all to Young Master!"

Young Master Huang smiled, "That's not necessary, business should be fair, I will still pay you according to the price—just wait a moment, wait until I offer the fish to my Master, then I will give you the magic tool."

He was the oldest and had the highest cultivation, already at the peak of the Qi Condensation stage, and had this bamboo flute magic tool in his hand, vaguely seeming to have suppressed the whole scene. Everyone didn't dare to say anything, watching Young Master Huang distribute the fishing rods to his peers. He only kept six fishing rods for himself, and destroyed all the rest. Six people sat at each corner of the pond and fished.

The two peddlers had no fishing rods, shrank to the edge of the clouds and mist, full of fear. The remaining five people, Ruan Ci was still sitting on the big rock. She didn't come to buy the fishing rods, and Young Master Huang killed people to snatch the rods, she just watched coldly. The four idlers didn't treat her as a companion either. The four gathered in one place and whispered, as if they were weighing how tricky Young Master Huang was—that bamboo flute was indeed a sharp weapon, and ordinary rogue cultivators were afraid they couldn't deal with Young Master Huang alone.

So, why does everyone want to apprentice into a high sect? Even if the realm is the same, Sheng Sect cultivators and rogue cultivators are completely different in cultivation. Even if it is the Qi Condensation stage that is just beginning to approach the Great Dao, if it is a rogue cultivator, like these few peddlers, saying they are cultivators is naturally true, they can sense Dao rhyme, and can also cultivate spirit power. What fireball technique, water dragon technique, should all be practiced. These are things Ruan Ci cannot do. She cannot sense Dao rhyme, so she will never be able to cultivate. Even if she can take spirit food, spirit energy turns around in her body and goes out. Without Dao rhyme as a medium, it cannot be left behind. At least in Langhuan Zhou Tian, it is like this. Even if the old man gave a chess piece, it only made outsiders think she could sense Dao rhyme, just like that cosmic chessboard, it was just a high-level illusion.

But to say real sword-to-sword fighting, "mortal experts" like Ruan Ci can hit two or three with one hand. Essentially speaking, without Foundation Establishment, Qi Condensation cultivators are still in the category of mortals. Usually, they cannot abstain from grains, will be thirsty and hungry, will age the same, and cannot ride the wind. Naturally, they will die if killed—if it is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they can block the bamboo flute attack with their physical body alone. Listening to Wang Panpan, if they reach the Nascent Soul or Grotto-Heaven realm, they may not die even if their heads are cut off. Some Heavenly Demon experts can even be reborn from a drop of blood. If they reach that step, if there are no corresponding means, it is extremely difficult to completely exterminate them.

But Qi Condensation cultivators like Young Master Huang are different from rogue cultivators like peddlers. They can be brought by the Dao Palace Venerable, so their background is naturally not bad. Since childhood, they have polished their muscles and bones, and they want to practice the "No-Leak Golden Body" during Foundation Establishment. Just the physical martial arts can fight evenly with mortal experts like Ruan Ci. They have magic tools bestowed by their families, some to kill enemies, some to protect themselves, and even fighting ten or more rogue cultivators alone is not a problem. If the family also gave protective puppets, if the spirit stones are enough, one person ravaging a small Qi Condensation sect is also a matter of effort.

It seems that Qi Condensation cultivators still rely mostly on their family background. Even if their aptitude is good and they practice the No-Leak Golden Body, they are already at the highest point of the Qi Condensation stage, but they cannot withstand a blow from a good magic tool. The No-Leak Golden Body only says that spirit energy is leak-free, not that any magic tool attack can be leak-free.

Young Master Huang has a bamboo flute in his hand. If several rogue cultivators don't have magic tools of equal power, going up is also looking for death. Everyone understands this truth, so Young Master Huang smiled slightly, closed his eyes and fished, looking like he had the victory in his hands. But Sheng Sect taking apprentices, this kind of opportunity is rare in a few lifetimes. The few rogue guests hesitated for a long time, but still refused to retreat. A white-clothed girl gritted her teeth, sat by the pool, took out a jade fishing rod from her arms, and said, "I won't buy it, I'll fish it myself, each relying on fate, fellow Daoist, the ancestor is watching from above, it's better to be elegant."

This sentence was well said. The Dao Palace group saw that her fishing rod was good, and originally wanted to move, but were worried by her words. Before the fish was caught, several people died in mutual slaughter, I'm afraid it would make the teachers unhappy. They all looked at Young Master Huang. Young Master Huang pondered for a while, sneered, and said, "Alright, you have a fishing rod, that is your fate—but this girl, what is your intention for not leaving by the pool, are you waiting for us to catch the fish and then come to snatch it?"

There were more than a dozen people present. Now the two peddlers had retreated to the edge of the clouds and mist, and the four rogue guests were standing ten feet away from the pond. If they were not deliberately hiding, they had almost retreated from the first round of fighting. If the fish was really caught, they would have to wait for the people by the pond to fight a round before they could catch up. Seven people were fishing by the pond, and Ruan Ci sat by and watched. Young Master Huang naturally felt she was too eye-catching and had to force her to retreat before he could feel at ease.

Ruan Ci watched coldly, seeing the seven people by the pond all look over, with great unkindness, couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She originally wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, preferably waiting for Young Master Huang and the others to fight among themselves, forcing out a few more trump cards, and then it would be convenient for her to clean up. But now it seems that no one is stupid. The Dao Palace group wants to fight internally, but they will also clean up all outsiders. Even if they catch the fish, they may not necessarily kill anyone. And she was also a bit impatient.

She might not have felt it herself, but since Ruan Ci played that game of chess, her temper seemed to be more willful than before, just not wanting to be too restrained. She rolled up her sleeves, and everyone's eyes gathered. Looking at her snow-white flower-branch-like wrists, there was only vigilance and no lust. Ruan Ci said, "Didn't you say each relying on fate? The fish is in the pond, can't I use my hand as a fishing rod?"

Qi Condensation cultivators cannot hide their magic power, and their cultivation is clear at a glance among their peers. Young Master Huang and others saw early on that Ruan Ci had no magic power, but they didn't dare to underestimate her because of this, but looked at her even more highly. With Ruan Ci's aptitude, not practicing cultivation methods, it is very likely that her family values her and wants to let the child apprentice a famous teacher and practice the most top-level cultivation methods from the Qi Condensation stage. And although Ruan Ci had no magic power, her whole body carried a layer of clear energy, and the clear energy was slightly golden, so she should have almost practiced the No-Leak Golden Body. Without magic power to assist, being able to practice to this point, her body-refining method must be extremely superior.

She started not snatching the fishing rod, and now she wants to use her hand, with a calm and relaxed appearance. Young Master Huang could tolerate that female cultivator, but couldn't tolerate her, and said in a deep voice, "The water of the stone pond is transformed by the spirit energy of Ningshan, which is the clearest. If your hand reaches in, the water will be dirty, and the fish won't come out."

Ruan Ci sneered, "Is that so? Then what if I catch it?"

Young Master Huang pulled out the bamboo flute at his waist, stared at Ruan Ci, and said in a deep voice, "Then I can only say sorry, I advise the girl to be sensible."

He was polite again and again, not because of anything else, just afraid that Ruan Ci had an extraordinary background, unlike the black-clothed cultivator who died just now, who was old and had mixed cultivation, and was killed at will. However, the immortal path was important. If Ruan Ci still refused to leave, he could only kill her.

The shadow of the big fish was still playing in the water, seemingly unaware of the tense atmosphere on the shore, and not interested in the floating bait at all. Ruan Ci's fingers stopped above the water surface, looked up at Young Master Huang, and laughed, "Blow it, I'm afraid you won't blow it."

Her appearance was outstanding, but she was young and dressed as a man, so she didn't look very eye-catching. At this moment, she suddenly laughed, and everyone showed a look of amazement. Even Young Master Huang was distracted for a moment, but he had seen countless beauties with such a background, and soon regained his composure, frowned, put the bamboo flute to his lips, and blew hard.

Seeing Ruan Ci calm and relaxed, he guessed that she had a protective magic treasure that could block the air arrow emitted by the bamboo flute, so he kept an eye on it, pressed his fingers on the flute holes, secretly pinched a seal, and blew out two air arrows. One gust of wind hit her face, heading for Ruan Ci's eyes, and the other hidden force rushed out from the tail of the flute, just waiting for Ruan Ci to lean back to avoid the bright arrow, and then it could pounce on her back and take Ruan Ci's life.

Time was too late, the air arrow was already in front of her in the blink of an eye. Young Master Huang never thought that Ruan Ci just lowered her head slightly, let the air arrow hit her forehead. The air arrow not only pierced the black-clothed cultivator's temple at once, but also stirred his brains into foam, which showed its power, but when it hit Ruan Ci, it only made a 'pu' sound and then dissipated quietly, without causing any damage to Ruan Ci at all.

A full-strength blow from a middle-grade magic tool couldn't do anything to her!

Everyone was stunned. Young Master Huang's reaction was still fast, and he wanted to slap the treasure bag at his waist with his backhand, but his eyes blurred. Ruan Ci had already flashed behind him at some point, pushed him on the back, and said, "Go down."

Her hand strength was vast, and Young Master Huang, who had already practiced magic power, could not resist, and was slapped into the pond. When he wanted to swim up, his face changed, struggling to exhale bubbles, but there was no force to borrow, dancing and falling down.

The pond water was extremely clear, and one could see the blue sky under the floating mountain at a glance. Young Master Huang sank deeper and deeper, bubbles continued, his figure became smaller and smaller, but he was still clearly visible. After a while, the horror on his face became more and more intense, dancing with his hands and feet, falling faster and faster, but no longer exhaling bubbles. Everyone heard screams from the air instead. The white-clothed girl said softly, "So the stone pond really has no bottom..."

Qi Condensation cultivators cannot ride the wind. Falling from such a height, if the Dao Palace Venerable didn't rescue him in time, Young Master Huang would definitely fall to his death. Ruan Ci pointed to the pool water and said, "Look, you said my hand would dirty the pool water. He fell in for so long, he was dirty to death, isn't the fish still there?"

She threw the bamboo flute in her hand to the peddler and said, "That, he owes you, no need to thank me."

How powerful Young Master Huang's bamboo flute was, Ruan Ci actually took a blow. She spoke innocently and treated people very kindly, but everyone was scared out of their wits. They thought that their magic tools couldn't beat the bamboo flute. If one blow didn't hit, with Ruan Ci's agility, being thrown into the pond by her would be the same end as Young Master Huang.

Among the four noble children, two had already stood up and walked to the peddler's side, not to mention the few rogue cultivators. They didn't even have magic tools, so how could they compete with Ruan Ci. Only the white-clothed girl still forced herself to say, "It was agreed each, each relying on fate..."

Ruan Ci glanced at her, and she was also silent—who agreed with her each relying on fate?

Looking at it, everyone was silent. Ruan Ci had been wronged for a lifetime, always being arranged by others. Today, she could finally arrange others, but she didn't feel very proud in her heart. Although among Qi Condensation cultivators, she probably had no opponents, but this Langhuan Zhou Tian was not just Qi Condensation cultivators.

"You guys fish if you want," she said, "without even bait, you won't catch it even if you sit for a hundred years. The immortal master can wait for you for a hundred years, and it's fine to wait for a thousand years, but can you live for a thousand years?"

This is indeed the truth. Everyone fished for a while, but the fish shadow didn't move at all. Ruan Ci lay down by the pond, rolled up her sleeves, and reached into the water. Several people stretched their necks to look. She paddled her white arms in the water and shouted, "Fish, fish, come here to eat."

Her tone was innocent and quite cute. If she hadn't killed Young Master Huang just now, someone would definitely laugh out loud. At this time, they couldn't help but feel that she was too wishful. The fish in Ningshan Pond hadn't been caught for more than a hundred years, and there was no lack of people who dropped bait to attract or cast nets to catch. The bait fell into the water and fell, and the fishing net passed through the fish shadow, touching nothing. How could she shake her hand and the fish would come?

Just as they were making eyes at each other, the white-clothed girl suddenly exclaimed, "The fish moved, the fish moved!"

Sure enough, the fish shadow, which originally moved occasionally in the water, at this time seemed to be attracted by Ruan Ci, flicked its tail and turned around, hesitated slightly, and then slowly swam toward Ruan Ci's palm.

The two peddlers who were waiting at the edge of the clouds and mist couldn't care less, shouting, "How is this possible, this fish is just a phantom, no matter what the angler does, there will be no reaction—"

They and several rogue cultivators rushed to the edge of the pool, but didn't dare to get too close to Ruan Ci. The few noble children also dropped their fishing rods, staring dumbfounded at the fish swimming closer and closer. Originally, only a vague fish shadow could be seen, but now the fish body could be seen gradually, which was a koi with red eyes and shiny scales.

The koi swam closer, and it was even more excited, shaking its head and tail, suddenly flicked its tail, and pounced toward Ruan Ci's onion-like fingers like lightning. Ruan Ci laughed, turned her hand and clamped the fish head, grabbed it out of the water, and shouted, "Caught you."

The clouds and mist by the pool scattered one after another. On the high platform, the Dao Palace Venerable's face was iron-blue, but Chen Jun was still indifferent. Everyone's eyes gathered on Ruan Ci. Ruan Ci held the jumping fish and walked toward the water pavilion. Behind her, the sound of wind rushed, and a female voice shouted, "Sorry, but I really want it!"

This voice was urgent and mournful, as if it could mobilize the deepest emotions in people's hearts, making people's reactions inevitably slow down. The two peddlers heard it and fell down in a daze, and the faces of several noble children also showed hesitation. Ruan Ci's footsteps seemed to pause slightly, and a hand stretched out from Ruan Ci's side, reaching for the koi—

"Ah!"

A scream came, and in a blink of an eye, there was another sound of water. The white-clothed girl was kicked by Ruan Ci and flew backward, falling into the water. The crowd at the entrance of the mountain path was in an uproar, shouting, "The person just now was also kicked down by her!"

"What a handsome skill—she hasn't practiced cultivation methods yet!"

The few noble children showed fear and didn't dare to come and snatch it again. Amidst the discussion, Ruan Ci didn't change her face, held the koi to the water pavilion, and said, "That, it has been presented to you, does the immortal master count what he says?"

Chen Jun smiled slightly and said, "Naturally, it counts. From today on, you are a person of the Shangqing Sect."

He waved his whisk, and the maidservant took Ruan Ci away. Chen Jun waved his whisk again, and amidst the screams and wails, the white-clothed girl and Young Master Huang flew back from the air. The white-clothed girl was better, but Young Master Huang was crying with tears and nose, and even his crotch was wet.

The Dao Palace Venerable snorted, angrily, "Useless evil obstacles!" He waved his sleeve and took Young Master Huang in.

Chen Jun shook his head and sighed, "The noble children of South Zhuzhou seem to be a bit useless."

These few noble children, not to mention compared to Ruan Ci, even lacked the courage of the white-clothed girl. The Venerable couldn't help but sigh. The two looked at each other for a while. The Venerable glanced at Ruan Ci's back and suddenly asked, "How did this little girl attract the spirit fish from phantom to reality? I didn't see it?"

He was clearly suspicious, "This spirit fish in Ningshan Pond is the soul of the Grotto-Heaven. It is precisely because the clear energy is not pure that it failed to become real at the last moment, so it was thrown here. She is a mortal, how can she have such a treasure to catalyze the spirit fish?"

Suddenly felt something was wrong, "But the spirit fish is born, and Ningshan Pond should also be reborn with spirit energy and point to the Grotto-Heaven—"

Chen Jun waved his whisk lightly. When the Venerable looked at it, he saw the pond water rippling, and the big fish shadow was wriggling in it, swimming leisurely, and there was no appearance of being captured. He couldn't help but be speechless. After a long time, he sighed, "I missed it, the little girl has a very high-level illusion magic treasure."

Chen Jun picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, his eyebrows curved, and also said, "It's a pity, the Venerable's such a great favor."

The Venerable wasted so much effort, but made a wedding dress for a mortal of unknown origin. He knew that Ruan Ci must have a foundation, and he was afraid that Chen Jun also saw it. Unfortunately, his own disciples were truly unbearable, and it was also his own failure to recognize people. The anger in his heart was not easy to vent, so he had to raise his hand to say goodbye.

The mountain soon became quiet again. Chen Jun was still sitting on the fishing platform drinking tea. After a long time, he sighed long.

"It's a pity, this trouble finally found me."

His expression gradually turned cold, and he splashed the leftover tea in the cup toward the mountain pond. The tea leaves entered the water and made a light sound. The fish shadow in the pool disappeared at the sound. The tea leaves stretched and swayed in the water. After a while, they twisted and changed, and it was another big fish shadow, swaying in the mountain pond.

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