Chapter 886: Feng Qian Yue

Yun Lake is located at the very center of the Nine Realms. Originally, it was the boundary between the Immortal Realm and the other eight realms. With the imminent emergence of a Saint, the world has become turbulent, giving rise to many places of opportunity and danger. Yun Lake was born in this way, appearing overnight.

When Yi Feng followed Piao Miao Hong to Yun Lake, he couldn't help but marvel at the scene before him. The vast lake stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface shimmering with ripples and shrouded in a faint mist, resembling a fairyland on earth. The lakeshore was filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the area was lush with plants. Anyone with a bit of knowledge could tell that these plants were all precious spiritual herbs.

Just taking a deep breath near the lake made one feel refreshed and exceptionally comfortable. Cultivating here would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort. Due to Yun Lake's geographical location and its size, it was no longer a secret among the circles of powerful experts. As a result, many masters had come to fish here, all because of the legendary dragon fish in the lake.

The origin of the dragon fish's name is unknown, but it is said to be small in size, with a golden-red body, somewhat resembling an ordinary carp. However, it possesses unique and extraordinary effects. Legend has it that the flesh of the dragon fish can revive the dead and regenerate bones. Not only that, but it can also greatly increase the chances of achieving enlightenment. Even more enticing is the rumor that it is a crucial ingredient for a certain type of pill that aids in becoming a Saint. Anyone who could catch a dragon fish would undoubtedly be considered a child of fortune.

Of course, apart from the dragon fish, there were other types of fish in the lake. Although they couldn't compare to the dragon fish, catching one would still be a significant opportunity. Many believed that this was a gift from heaven, a reward for the birth of a Saint in this place. Therefore, most people who came to Yun Lake were here to fish, while the various spiritual herbs along the lakeshore were largely ignored, unless someone happened to need a specific herb.

One reason was that although these herbs were precious, they were not particularly valuable to the powerful experts who came here. Another reason was the widespread belief that the amount of fortune one could obtain from a place of opportunity was fixed. In other words, if you picked a spiritual herb, your chances of catching a dragon fish would decrease. Whether this rumor was true or not, no one was willing to gamble on unnecessary herbs.

The fishermen were all spread out, as the likelihood of catching a dragon fish in the same spot was low. Additionally, if someone did manage to catch a dragon fish, they wouldn't want others to know, preferring to keep their fortune hidden. Everyone understood the principle that while possessing a treasure is not a crime, it can attract trouble.

"Wow, what a huge lake," Yi Feng lazily stretched, feeling somewhat uplifted by the fairyland-like scenery, which momentarily dispelled his worries about being unable to die.

"Mr. Yi, perhaps we should part ways for now?" Piao Miao Hong said softly.

"Huh? Why?" Yi Feng asked, puzzled.

"With the competition for the Saint's emergence, countless eyes from various factions are watching each other. I don't want you to be exposed to others' sight," Piao Miao Hong explained. "First, it might bring you some unwanted attention. Second, someone like you, a hidden ace, shouldn't be revealed so quickly."

"I see," Yi Feng scratched his head. "Alright then."

"In that case, let's part ways for now. We'll meet again here in half a month!" Piao Miao Hong smiled. "I wish you the best of luck in catching a dragon fish."

"I'm not interested in that thing," Yi Feng rubbed his nose.

First, he had already achieved immortality after dying and being reborn, so he didn't need any dragon fish. Second, with so many people eyeing that fish, he didn't think he was lucky enough to catch one.

"I'll just fish for some ordinary fish to pass the time," Yi Feng said with a faint smile. "There are ordinary fish in this lake, right?"

"Ordinary fish?" Piao Miao Hong thought Yi Feng was referring to the fish other than the dragon fish and replied, "Of course, there are."

"Alright then, let's part ways," Yi Feng was eager to start fishing.

After parting with Piao Miao Hong, Yi Feng began to wander around. He wasn't a professional fisherman and hadn't fished much in his previous life, but he knew that fish tended to gather in groups. In his past life, he had seen many fishermen clustered together in one spot, either because there were no fish in other areas or because the fish were concentrated in one place. Yi Feng believed in this principle and decided to look for a spot where people were gathered.

In the southeastern part of Yun Lake, Feng Qian Yue sat motionless on the shore, dressed in plain white robes, holding a crystal fishing rod. Beside her was an expensive brocade box containing a piece of bait. This bait was made of amber that had formed over millions of years in a place rich in spiritual energy, absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon. There were only two pieces of this quality, one on the hook in the water and the other still in the box.

Using such rare treasures as bait was not uncommon. Almost everyone who came to fish for dragon fish had put considerable effort into their bait. Even those who weren't fishing for dragon fish but for other spiritual fish used bait made from some kind of heavenly essence or precious material.

Not far to her left was an old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat. Feng Qian Yue had been here for six months and had never spoken to the old man. But she knew that this old man had been here since Yun Lake first appeared. There were rumors that someone had once caught a dragon fish in Yun Lake, and Feng Qian Yue suspected it might have been this old man. However, she didn't recognize him, and no one in her memory matched his description. But she knew that this old man was no ordinary person.

She had chosen this spot not without purpose. First, she wanted to find out who this old man was, and second, she wanted to learn from him. However, the old man neither drove her away nor acknowledged her presence, which was why she had been able to sit here for six months.

In six months, she had never seen the old man change his posture or lift his rod. She herself had also remained still, her float never moving. But she knew that patience was key. If one truly wanted to catch a dragon fish, they might have to sit here for a hundred years.

Just then, a young man in white robes sat down between her and the old man. She frowned slightly. With one more person in the same spot, her chances of catching a dragon fish decreased by thirty to forty percent. So, she was not pleased with the arrival of this clueless young man. Everyone else deliberately avoided crowded spots, both for their own sake and for others'. Only this young man had the audacity to squeeze into an already occupied area.

If this young man was here to fish, she didn't believe it. After a moment's thought, she felt a sense of disgust toward him. He was probably another one of those who used fishing as an excuse to get close to her. It wasn't that she thought too highly of herself, but she had encountered this kind of situation too many times. As someone who held the title of "Fairy" in the Heavenly Domain, countless young men had tried to approach her using various strange methods, from directly greeting her to subtly trying to attract her attention, even resorting to unscrupulous means.

She glanced at the old man in the straw raincoat. He remained motionless, seemingly indifferent to the arrival of the young man in white. After a moment of contemplation, Feng Qian Yue decided not to drive the young man away but instead focused on her fishing, refusing to even glance in his direction again.