Chapter 531: New World (Please Subscribe)

Lin Kingdom, Taize Prefecture, Taize Lake.

The moonlight was like mercury spilled upon the ground, and the surface of the lake shimmered with ripples.

Two Black-Awning Boats were moored together, with a single lamp like a bean at the bow.

Taize Lake was vast and misty, stretching eight hundred miles deep, and its abundant aquatic products supported countless fishermen along the lake.

Suddenly, a voice full of surprise came over: "Caught it, caught the 'Red Blood Carp'!"

"Ayu, well done! This is a Red Blood Carp Small Dragon Seed... one of these could sell for at least several dozen taels of silver at the Fish Market!"

A man wearing a straw raincoat, who looked to be no more than twenty years old with a crooked eye and mouth and a scabby head, stared in surprise at a carp struggling in the net, then looked at the back of another youth, his hand gripping and releasing, releasing and gripping the fish fork.

Aaron expressionlessly picked up the fish fork that the scabby-headed man had dropped; the fork used a wax-wood shaft, and the fork head was forged from refined iron, split into two prongs, with rust spots in many places.

He looked at the scabby-headed man, aimed the fork at his neck, and stabbed down fiercely.

He closed his eyes again, attempting to enter Meditation, but opened them again before long, wearing a look of disappointment: "As expected... this world has no Spirituality!"

The scabby-headed man collapsed on the ground, wailing, blood streaming from his eyes: "You little bastard... you dare to strike first?"

Aaron sighed, squatted down, stared at the corpse of 'Laili Liu', and suddenly dipped his finger in the blood to begin drawing a complex Ritual Array on the deck.

Then, he caught a glimpse of an ugly man reeking of fishy odor, gripping a fish fork and looking at him with an uncertain expression, a fierce glint seemingly in his eyes.

Yet this body was quite frail and lacked much strength.

Aaron's expression gradually turned cold: "Sea-chasers, fishermen... their lives are cheap, humble as dust; even farmers look down on them..."

"But it doesn't matter; there will be ways to make up for it later."

"Spirit wandering in the unknown void, Absolutely Neutral Existence, Silent Observer!"

And the various moves and techniques that follow... are practiced for Instinct!

Training the reactions and patterns when under attack into one's own Instinct, so that in an emergency one doesn't even need to think, and the body directly reacts instinctively to counterattack—only then can it be considered that the martial arts have been mastered!

Therefore, it is common for those who practice martial arts to accidentally injure or even kill others!

This body is named 'Fang Yu', parents both dead, with all worldly possessions being only one Black-Awning Boat and the various utensils on it, living by fishing...

While meditating, the memories of this body also surfaced in a scattered and fragmented way...

A tiny boat is a home; one lives on the boat, grows up on the boat, and eventually dies on the boat!

Seemingly working at sunrise and resting at sunset, what does the emperor's power have to do with me?

"I must survive first to have the qualifications to talk about the aftermath..."

This night.

His expression was focused, his fingers meticulous, as he drew a weird array pattern to completion.

Purchasing other supplies, as well as the exploitation suffered when selling fish, is the second.

Pfft!

Blood gushed like a spring from the scabby-headed man's neck, and after struggling a few more times, he finally stopped moving completely.

"Absolutely Neutral Observer located behind multiple veils!"

Thus, an old saying goes, 'There are three sufferings in the human world—poling a boat, smithing, and selling tofu'—fishing can barely be considered a type of poling a boat.

"What?"

Sixteen years ago, Aaron's split soul successfully ascended to this world, was reincarnated, and became a person again, but it seems he encountered the Mystery of the Womb.

After all, without a stable residence or farmland... the government couldn't collect head taxes or land taxes!

However, life remained very poor; the instability of fishing income was the first reason.

Following that, he found the oil lamp on the boat to serve as a Candle and began to set up the Ritual.

Fang Yu was fishing when he happened to encounter another fisherman—Laili Liu.

Especially the most important salt!

"In such a large Taize Lake, we haven't encountered any other fishing boats since we met... if a boat capsizes, if one encounters a water monster, if a person or two dies... who would know?"

If a person doesn't eat salt, they have no strength; if they don't eat salt for a long time, they might turn into a white-haired man.

After finishing all this, Aaron finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling the exhaustion throughout his body, as if those three movements had used up all his strength, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Did this Ascension Ritual... go wrong?"

"Men die for wealth, birds die for food... why think too much about killing?"

This kick was both fierce and heavy, and the key was that the scabby-headed man was completely off guard, getting kicked hard in a vital spot, his legs painfully drawing together, his back hunched, and tears about to fall.

He didn't even think, turning around and kicking his lower leg upward!

And the heavy taxes the government adds to such daily necessities can only fall on the final purchaser!

Therefore, even though this body is sixteen years old, it is sallow and thin with messy hair; sometimes he stays out on the lake for several days, and at night he has to rely on lamp light to fish.

Even when encountering storms, he can only endure it alone...

Until just now, like a dream, all his memories were finally restored!

After finishing a ritual that others would surely think Aaron was crazy for, believing he was performing witchcraft, Aaron looked solemn and chanted in the convoluted and complex Spirit World Language:

"Creator above the Creator!"

Aaron's right hand thrust out like a venomous snake, accurately hitting the scabby-headed man's eyes.

"Although Spirit Materials are scarce... the body and spirit of a living person can barely serve as materials..."

Even for children or women, if they strike hard at vital spots like the eyes, even a strong man cannot endure it!

This is true in ordinary worlds, and Aaron himself is even more accustomed to killing; even though this body is frail, inferior even to the noble youth from before, in terms of decisiveness, ruthlessness, and experience... even if several ordinary people surrounded him, Aaron would be confident in defeating them with this body!

He had discovered the malice just now and struck first, seizing the opportunity!

Practicing martial arts into an instinct is often just for that one or two seconds of opportunity!

In life-and-death struggles, this second or even shorter window can often decide everything!

As for the problem of striking too hard and how to handle the aftermath?

"The quality of this body is truly too poor..."

Aaron recalled the information on Laili Liu and immediately understood the situation.

Aaron looked at Laili Liu's corpse on the ground and fell into deep thought.

After three times, a cool breeze blew across the lake surface, and dark clouds obscured the moon; it seemed a light rain was coming.

Although farming is hard work, it is more stable than Fishing, and there are fewer accidents.

Aaron came back to his senses, as if he had just had a long dream.

In a world without supernatural power where the limits of the human body are set, the first thing to train in Wu is the Gallbladder!

——Lifting Leg Kick!

Pfft!

The sensation of piercing into a soft yet tough object came, and a moist heat bloomed at his fingertips.

Or rather—ruthlessness!

Since you have already made a move, do not worry about the law! Aiming for the vital parts is the secret to victory!

This person was a bachelor just like him, usually idle, eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, only occasionally going out onto the lake to fish, yet he always returned with a full load.

The two of them luckily discovered a Red Blood Carp, but in the end, Fang Yu was more skilled and netted the fish, which led to what just happened.

Aaron's expression gradually turned ugly: "The worst-case scenario has happened... I cannot contact the main body; has the Ascension Ritual gone wrong?"

Happy Lantern Festival!

(End of this chapter)