Chapter 529: Searching for dragons and exploring caves, gazing at stars and fortune-telling

Chen Xun's face twisted into a fierce expression as he suddenly lifted his fishing rod and shouted, "Take off!"

Splash!

The surface of the lake rippled as a big fish leaped into the sky, and the surrounding school of fish scattered in all directions, startled by the shout.

"Moo moo?!" Black Bull's eyes widened as he stared at Chen Xun, trying to reason with him, "Moo?!"

"Factory owner, I was about to catch three fish with one cast, but you scared them all away with your shout. That's... unfair!"

"Heh, Fat Song, I scared away thousands of fish with one cast. What are your three fish compared to that?"

The scene quickly descended into chaos. A black hoof rested on Chen Xun's shoulder, and he raised an eyebrow, wondering what it meant.

"Brother Xun, I'm still out of bait. I'll just take a little!" Little Chi's eyes darted around as he took advantage of the confusion to grab a handful of bait from Chen Xun's bucket, preferring to get it for free rather than doing it himself.

"Everyone, calm down!"

"Dao... Senior is right," Mo Fuyang chimed in earnestly from the side, agreeing wholeheartedly. The Dao Ancestor was undoubtedly the best, no doubt about it!

"Moo!" Black Bull snorted, spraying spittle onto Chen Xun's face.

Especially the resentful looks from Song Heng and Gu Lisheng made Chen Xun quite annoyed. He couldn't risk angering everyone, so he released the big fish and shouted, "Damn it, is that enough?!"

"Moo~" Black Bull was satisfied and quickly ran back to sit down.

"Hehe, as expected of the factory owner."

"Fat Song, stay away from me. I suspect you're stealing my fishing luck. I haven't caught a single fish all day."

"What?! You're blaming me for that?"

"Who else?" Gu Lisheng sneered, quickly moving his chair next to Chen Xun, where the feng shui was clearly better.

"This is infuriating!" Song Heng puffed out his chest and glared, casting his line again.

The five figures gradually quieted down, each more focused than the last, but the lake remained calm, with only the moonlight drifting away on its surface, serene and tranquil.

They exchanged glances, secretly pleased: So, you're all just novices too, pretending to be experts!

Chen Xun cleared his throat and looked at Gu Lisheng beside him, whispering, "Young Master Gu."

Gu Lisheng shivered as if electrocuted, his hand trembling as he held the rod, and he chuckled softly, "Factory owner, just call me Little Gu."

"Hehe, no need for that. I never got the chance to thank you for that big event a thousand years ago."

"Huh?"

"You know, the 'thousands of troops' thing." Chen Xun winked, giving a knowing look, "I heard from Bull that it was like an immortal..."

"Factory owner, it was 'millions of soldiers'!" Gu Lisheng blurted out involuntarily, his eyes immediately filled with confusion, "Yes, when I ascend to the Nine Heavens, they will surely walk the heavens for me..."

"Hehe, well, thank you regardless!" Chen Xun knew Gu Lisheng was having one of his episodes again, "We'll definitely help you recover your lost souls."

"Oh... oh, hehe, okay." Gu Lisheng's eyes suddenly became a bit vacant, nodding blankly.

Bull grinned from a distance, amused at how every conversation between the eldest brother and Gu Lisheng left the latter in a daze, finding it utterly hilarious.

Meanwhile, Little Chi and Song Heng were whispering conspiratorially in the distance, letting out mischievous chuckles, plotting something unknown.

"Brother Dog, shall we explore tombs together in the future?"

"Fatty, you don't know, Brother Xun and Brother Bull were once experts at that! We've sent countless souls to rest."

"Ah, that's great, that's great!"

Song Heng's eyes lit up, his small eyes almost squinting shut, "Those revered tombs have plenty of good stuff. I have an ancestral method for finding dragon veins, star-gazing, and fortune-telling to locate their tombs!"

"Does that mean we can just pick up treasures from those immortal tombs for free?!"

"Exactly!"

"Fatty, if we can cultivate to the Mahayana Realm, we must do this. This grand world has countless unclaimed immortal tombs!"

Little Chi was so excited his fur was trembling, and drool almost dripped from his mouth, "Brother Xun and the others don't earn spirit stones easily, all my possessions were scavenged."

"Hehe, Brother Dog, there are plenty of unclaimed immortal tombs. Let's do a big job together someday?"

"Fatty, good brother!"

"Hehe~~"

The man and the dog grinned more and more wickedly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

They weren't human, so they had no concept of morality or lack thereof.

As long as I have no morals, morals can't bind me! Tomb raiding is the way to go!

At this moment, Immortal Absolute was still deep in thought on the lake, half-submerged, exuding a fierce aura, but his eyes were too wise, completely at odds with his imposing physique.

The five pairs of eyes gradually turned a bit strange, all focused on Immortal Absolute, wondering if he was affecting their fishing.

"Immortal Absolute!"

"Senior Crossing the World!" Immortal Absolute shouted in response, causing the lake to tremble, and the fish beneath the surface had completely vanished...

"Come up here, behind me," Chen Xun said irritably, waving his hand, "Aren't you just causing trouble?"

"Alright."

With a roar, a massive column of water shot into the sky as Immortal Absolute landed, sitting cross-legged behind Chen Xun like a small mountain.

He looked calm, except for the debt of tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones. He finally remembered the most crucial point: was it too late to sever the immortal path now... his lifespan couldn't hold on!

Immortal Absolute's expression changed, and he shifted slightly, stirring up dust that made Chen Xun sneeze.

Chen Xun frowned and said softly, "Immortal Absolute, what are you doing?!"

Immortal Absolute's words got stuck in his throat. Was fishing really that important? Wasn't this cultivation... he couldn't understand the habits of other races.

He dared not speak again, only transmitting his thoughts, "Senior Crossing the World, is it too late to rebuild the severed immortal path now?"

Hearing this, Chen Xun's grip on the rod loosened slightly, his expression calming as he looked at the vast lake before him, speaking calmly, "When I entered the world of immortals, I started by planting spiritual herbs."

"Mm..."

"Back then, Bull and I understood one principle: the best time to plant spiritual herbs was a hundred years ago, the second-best time is now, right?"

"Immortal Absolute is enlightened."

"Don't worry about lifespan, I have my ways. I understand your Dao heart; on the path of immortality, you must forge ahead without fear."

"Yes!"

"Alright, let's fish first. After a thousand years in the Immortal Prison, I've been holding back for too long. Nothing is more important than tonight's fishing competition. Cultivating immortality requires a balance of work and rest."

"Mm... Senior makes sense."

After saying this, Immortal Absolute remained quiet, watching them fish, trying to immerse himself in the atmosphere and comprehend everything the senior comprehended.

Half an hour later, his expression gradually turned pained, and he decided to meditate and cultivate instead...

Mo Fuyang furrowed his brows, secretly anxious. Should he dive into the lake to string some fish for the Dao Ancestor? Fishing was a small matter, but face was everything. The Dao Ancestor's life must remain spotless!