Chapter 305: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 305 Results of the Grand Competition

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Zhangqing hadn't expected an unexpected gain, and couldn't help but break into a smile.

He then stored the Liquid Water Essence into the Lightly Vitality Gourd, while placing the Water Spirit Fruit Tree into his Personal Space.

Next, he released his spiritual sense, scanning everything around him as thoroughly as possible, afraid of missing anything valuable.

Indeed, there really was a new discovery.

In a nearby pit, there actually lay a corpse.

No, to be precise, it was the corpse of a fisherman.

Dressed in tattered rain gear, wearing a conical hat.

He gripped a mottled fishing rod tightly in his hand, appearing to have been fishing before he died.

When Xu Zhangqing dug him out from among countless fish bones, he found this fishing rod was no ordinary thing.

Because Old Zhao and Old Hu both enjoyed fishing, he understood this area rather well.

Most fishing rods consist of three parts.

One is the rod.

One is the hook.

One is the line.

This seemingly ordinary fishing rod before his eyes was actually far from simple.

The rod was Chenjiang Bamboo.

The hook was the Tunyuan Hook.

The line was Yaoyao Sinew.

To put it plainly, this was not just a fishing rod, but also a Spirit Tool.

There were a total of five spirit pattern runes engraved on it.

Respectively:

Gathering Water Pattern

Binding Spirit Pattern

Water Hiding Pattern

Insight Pattern

Water Tracing Pattern

Although the spirit patterns on it indeed had a great deal to do with fishing, if used for combat, its power would not be particularly weak either.

Xu Zhanggroped around for a while and found a Storage Bag at the corpse's waist.

Although the Master was already dead, the imprint on it remained, so it could not be opened.

Xu Zhangqing put away the Storage Bag, then grabbed the fisherman's corpse and returned to the deck of the Yao Long Shui Shui Chuan.

Unexpectedly, the fish demon's corpse was still there, not yet devoured.

Xu Zhangqing set down the fisherman's corpse, then said in surprise: "What do you mean?

You've come to look down on fish demons?"

Anyway, the Yao Long Shui Shui Chuan showed no reaction at all.

Even if the distance was closer, it still maintained a posture too lazy to devour.

"Sigh... it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but hard to go from extravagance back to frugality!"

"Now you won't even eat fish demons, what will become of this in the future?"

"It seems I've spoiled you too much!"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head while drawing a sharp dagger, then swam toward the fish demon's enormous corpse and began to dissect it carefully.

Since it was a demon, there were definitely good things on its body.

For example, fish fins, fish scales, fish bones, fish blood, Yaoyao Sinew—all of these could be used to refine pills, or even a certain type of Spirit Tool.

Of course, if speaking of what was most valuable or important, it still had to be the demon's Core Part.

Actually, for most demons, the Core Part was a Ya Dan containing demonic power.

Depending on different attributes, they therefore varied in size, color, and ability.

For example, this one from the fanfish was generally spherical, about the size of an infant's fist, with a translucent water-blue halo flowing across its surface.

It contained both aggressive, cold demonic power and the gentle warmth unique to Water Spirit Qi.

The Ya Dan's surface was covered with fine, fish-scale-like bumps; a light touch could feel the faint pulse emanating from within.

Merely holding it in his hand, the Water Spirit Qi around him began to gather.

It was a pity the fish demon was already dead, so it could not be refined.

Soon, Xu Zhangqing put away everything he could carry, leaving only some chunks of flesh.

After thinking it over, he patted his waist.

The Blood Gourd, which had been refined long ago but never used, flew up with a clatter, floating above the chunks of flesh and releasing a powerful suction.

It directly sucked everything in front of it inside; it had finally gotten a taste of meat.

Once everything was settled, Xu Zhangqing returned to the deck of the Yao Long Shui Shui Chuan.

He lightly stomped his right foot, and the ship immediately changed direction, darting toward the entrance.

Not long after leaving the fish demon's nest, he then headed toward Black Dragon Pool.

This time there were no obstacles at all; he left very smoothly.

Black Dragon Pool now — the demon dragon's skeleton was gone, the dragon fish were gone.

Even the Water Spirit Palace, Water Spirit Pearl, Youlong Hundred Changes, and Long Yuan Water Spirit Seal hidden behind them were all swept up in one net by Xu Zhangqing.

It could be said that now only Lock Dragon Abyss and the abandoned building complex remain.

After leaving Black Dragon Pool, Xu Zhangqing found a good spot backed by mountains and facing water, then dug a pit, and finally buried the fishing old man's corpse inside.

Naturally, the fishing rod and storage bag belonged to the labor fee, so he kept them.

After settling things, Xu Zhangqing glanced at the time, feeling quite a while had passed, and wondered if he would make it in time to personally witness the battle between Chu Qiu and Mo Sha.

Regarding this, actually everyone was very expectant.

Not to mention the Formal Disciple Competition's first place would be born between the two of them

Additionally, the most critical point was that the two had a grudge.

Many exchanges, many harsh words spoken, had hooked everyone's appetite fully.

Immediately, Xu Zhangqing summoned the Big Leaf Grass and flew toward Zhuqi Peak at extreme speed.

The three types of spiritual power in his Qi Sea took turns being consumed; speed was several times faster than before, and he finally arrived at Zhuqi Peak in the shortest time.

But upon going up, he discovered the spectator crowd was not large; it was not as lively as imagined.

Xu Zhangqing was stunned: "Arrived late?"

"Wonderful, truly wonderful!"

"What a pity, truly a great pity!"

"This result is truly unbelievable?"

All around were riddle-speakers, various sighs and exclamations.

Xu Zhangqing couldn't understand at all; searching here and there, he finally found a familiar face, so he immediately walked over and actively called out: "Han Su!"

Han Su turned around, expression surprised: "Senior Brother Xu?"

Xu Zhangqing asked quite excitedly: "Who won?

Chu Shixiong or Mo Sha?

What was the final result after all?"

Han Su froze for a moment, then replied: "It was Chu Shixiong who won!"

Xu Zhangqing instantly let out a breath of relief: "That's good."

"But..." Han Su changed his tone, appearing hesitant to speak.

Xu Zhangqing's expression changed slightly: "But what?"

"Sigh!"

Han Su sighed, only then saying: "Although Chu Shixiong won, it was a narrow victory.

At that time..."

Then, he described the situation of Chu Qiu and Mo Sha's battle once through.

Although Chu Qiu indeed obtained the good result of first place in this Formal Disciple Competition, afterward he probably cannot participate in the Gui Xu Secret Realm.

The reason is that when he and Mo Sha fought, both went all out, and then Mo Sha used a special technique, unexpectedly corrupting Chu Qiu's spiritual root.

Originally he had water-generates-wood dual spiritual roots, but now the water spiritual root has been corrupted, turning into poison water.

As a result, not only can he no longer achieve water-generates-wood, but it will even become water-overcomes-wood.

That is to say, Chu Qiu indeed defeated Mo Sha and obtained first place in the Formal Disciple Competition.

But because his spiritual root was corrupted, he cannot cultivate or go to the Gui Xu Secret Realm for a short time; this is also why everyone is shocked.

Xu Zhangqing's gaze instantly turned sharp: "Mo Sha did this, did he not receive punishment?

It's merely a sect grand competition; is it worth harming a fellow disciple so cruelly?"

Han Su was frightened by the gaze and aura of the person before him, instantly becoming nervous, cold sweat continuously seeping from his forehead, voice trembling slightly as he answered: "Qin Zhenren indeed prepared to punish, but unexpectedly a Nascent Soul True Lord appeared, and stubbornly protected Mo Sha!"