God of Fishing

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Han Xuan's successful sky opening marked the rise of the outer domain. With a Sky Opener guarding it, the outer domain had got a backbone.

Except for Jiuyin Ling, no one realized that Han Fei might have returned. Even Xia Xiaochan and Luo Xiaobai didn't know this news.

Time passed quickly.

The alliance of the outer domain slowly showed the advantage of the human race.

Luo Xiaobai went to the Hundred Flowers World to cultivate. It was said that her strength improved extremely quickly, and she seemed to gradually stand out in the Sea Establishment Realm.

Xia Xiaochan returned to the Mermaid Royal Family. It was said that she was cultivating in seclusion.

Zhang Xuanyu had been in the Nine Palace World all year round and had undergone many trials there. This guy had almost finished all the trials here.

Le Renkuang went to the giant beast race, but he didn't walk on the Giant Beast Divine Dao. It was just that his Sky-Swallowing Might and the Giant Beast Divine Dao had a complementary effect.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another 23 years passed.

Moonlight Town, Ashless World.

No matter which world they were in, the life of the lowest-level humans was actually the most colorful. They had a lot to fuss about.

Especially in villages and towns, the lives of ordinary people were mainly fishing or trials.

After the Heavenly Palaces moved together, because of the convergence of the cities, various new projects were established. Teleportation arrays connecting the main cities of the Heavenly Palaces were naturally indispensable.

As for the fisheries, in addition to normal fisheries, there were also other fisheries of several levels and dangerous places. There was also a unified super fishery for some outstanding talents. There were usually strong masters following and protecting them.

For example, in Han Fei's town, the minimum requirement to be selected as a talented person was having a level-five spiritual heritage. If one only had a level-five spiritual heritage, but his spiritual beast was not good enough, he still wouldn't be considered an outstanding talent.

In a corner of the village where Han Fei was, next to the Fifth Academy of the Moonlight Town, the Moonlight Academy.

In the evening.

Han Fei was walking home with a fishing pole in his left hand and a calabash in his right.

As it happened, the Moonlight Academy was on a vacation, and countless youths rushed out. They liked resting days the most. When they brushed past Han Fei, they would always greet him.

A youth said, "Uncle Wine, did you catch anything good today?"

Han Fei smacked his lips and said, "No! I only got two blue lobsters."

A youth smiled and said, "Uncle Wine! You probably sold the goods for wine again, right?"

The teenagers laughed. They were already familiar with this routine. Han Fei had lived by the academy for more than 30 years and had always been a Hidden Fisher.

In the years since Han Fei moved in, there had been many young strong masters in the Moonlight Academy, including many law enforcers and even Heavenly Talents who had already become Explorers.

Now, the gathering place of the human race was full of spiritual energy, the environment was friendly, and cultivation was relatively easy. The growth of youths was always very fast.

As for the Hidden Fisher realm, it was actually not weak for the ordinary people in the town, but each generation was stronger than the last. They kinda looked down upon Han Fei's strength and weren't quite afraid of him, so they often teased him.

However, these youths didn't hate Han Fei because they all wanted to drink Han Fei's wine. Although Han Fei had used all his fishing gains to exchange for wine, it was said that Han Fei's wine was not low-quality.

For ordinary youths, a sip of Han Fei's wine was at least equivalent to dozens of days of cultivation. Therefore, many people carried seafood to Han Fei and exchanged them for wine.

Of course, their chances of success were not high. This was because if they wanted to exchange for wine, they had to fight with Han Fei for more than thirty seconds.

At first, everyone thought that an alcoholic was easy to beat.

However, they later realized that an alcoholic who had been a Hidden Fisher for so many years had already reached the peak of the Hidden Fisher level. It was difficult for them to persist in the same realm.

However, there were still students who enjoyed challenging Han Fei every day.

It was said that in the past 30 years, a total of 28 students had drunk wine from Han Fei, less than one a year on average.

One of the youths said, "Uncle Wine, I heard that that idiot went to fight you today. Teach him a lesson. I've been unhappy with him for a long time."

Someone echoed, "Yes, teach him a lesson."

Gulp!

Han Fei took a sip of wine. "Got it."

The idiot these youths were talking about was a sword maniac. He had been challenging Han Fei for more than half a year and hadn't won once.

As for why he was a sword maniac, it was because he yearned for Wang Yijian, who was his greatest idol. This kid had always been determined to become a man like Wang Yijian.

A moment later, Han Fei saw a young man with a wooden sword in his hand standing outside his yard. This young man insisted on using the wooden sword because he was afraid of hurting Han Fei.

But in fact, one of his wooden swords was broken every day.

When the boy saw Han Fei return, he immediately shouted, "Uncle Wine, I'm here to challenge you again. I've figured out a great move today that can definitely defeat you."

"Hehe… Burp…"

Han Fei grinned. "I'm sick of hearing you say that. Come on, let's finish fighting so that I can eat."

When the young man heard that, he said with a straight face, "Uncle Wine, no matter who your enemy is, you should take your opponent seriously. You're making me lose face."

"Bah ~"

Han Fei cursed, "Lose face? You can't even defeat me, and you want to become a sword cultivator like Wang Yijian?"

When the youth heard this, he immediately said unhappily, "Uncle Wine, you can't call the Sword Immortal by his name… Forget it, come on! Today, you can experience the horror of sword cultivators."

Han Fei put the fishing pole and the calabash outside the yard and waved his hand casually, and a knife appeared in his hand. "Come on! Hurry up, don't delay Uncle's meal."

Hearing this, the young man immediately looked solemn and the wooden sword in his hand flew.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei immediately shook his head slightly. A fancy move again!

In the next moment, the boy unleashed his strength and pushed the hilt of the sword with one hand. The sword twisted in midair like a snake and stabbed at Han Fei.

Han Fei was already used to such fancy moves. He casually slashed down. Yes, pure slashing.

However, to Han Fei's surprise, seeing this slash, the boy smiled. The Swimming Snake Sword immediately shrank back and was grabbed by the boy, turning into a simple stab.

"Huh!"

Seeing this stab, Han Fei knew that the boy had indeed comprehended something. His attack was no longer fancy, but simple and unadorned.

That stab was a combination of strength, focus, and sharpness. Han Fei's casual slash only used the strength of an ordinary Hidden Fisher, so when it collided with this sword, the wooden sword exploded with a bang. However, the boy's hand that was holding the hilt didn't tremble. Instead, when Han Fei's knife fell, he stabbed straight at Han Fei, even if there was only the hilt left.

Seeing this, even if he had a hundred million ways to stop it, he didn't do it, letting the hilt press on him.

However, in the young man's opinion, victory or defeat was decided in an instant. Uncle Wine must not have reacted yet.

"Hahaha… I won, I won."

The boy was overjoyed for a moment, then immediately retracted his smile and said solemnly again, "We sword cultivators will never be proud of one or two victories. Uncle Wine, you are a worthy opponent."

Han Fei: "..."

Han Fei thought to himself, This might be the sword cultivator who was best at bragging with a serious look in history. He's so long-winded and stubborn.

However, it had to be said that this kid was quite obsessed with the Sword Dao. Although Han Fei didn't like him, his strength was actually very high in the Moonlight Academy and could enter the top hundred.

However, if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual beast was an ordinary Sword Turtle, he could actually be included in the list of people to nurture.

Gulp!

Han Fei raised the calabash casually, took a sip, and then threw the calabash over. "Only one sip!"

The young man was overjoyed. He finally got to drink Uncle Wine's wine. His purpose was no longer to drink, but to treat it as an honor.

He thought that he had worked so hard for so long and finally got to drink it. Of course, he had to enjoy his trophy. So he took a big gulp and before he continued, he found that the calabash in his hand was gone.

Then, Han Fei cursed, "Are you an alcoholic? Why are you drinking so much? You're wasting good stuff."

"Burp ~"

The young man didn't take his words seriously. He just said, "Uncle Wine, let me tell you, you have to have a goal. It's useless to be a Hidden Fisher… You have to… You have to be ambitious… I, Fan Busi, will eventually… Burp… In the end, one slash… One slash… Burp…"

The boy fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Han Fei shook his head slightly and hooked his finger. The boy was already sleeping on the vegetable field in the yard. His skin turned reddish-brown, his body was smoking, and spiritual energy was pouring into his body.

Of course, this scene was blocked by the seal of the small courtyard from outsiders.

Han Fei smacked his lips and said, "Do I need you to teach me?"

Han Fei didn't even cook. He lay on the recliner, hung the calabash on the edge of the chair, and fell asleep.

At midnight, Han Fei raised his eyes slightly. Fan Busi made a breakthrough, and a small sword appeared between his eyebrows.

"How persistent. What's so good about being a sword cultivator?"

At that moment, Han Fei scanned the entire Moonlight Town with his perception.

In fact, he didn't do this often. He just wanted to take a look. This was a small town with a population of more than 12 million.

Han Fei discovered that those who were still at home, whether they were youths, adults, or old people, were all cultivating. There were less than 10% of people who were really asleep.

Han Fei couldn't help but think, "Why does everyone cultivate so hard?"

Han Fei glanced at Fan Busi and asked, "Boy, if you really kill an emperor one day, what else do you want?"

Han Fei asked Fan Busi's soul directly. Even if his soul was in a daze, he could still hear his true feelings.

Fan Busi seemed to be declaring in his dream, "Of course I have to be like the Human King, reviving the human race and creating a bright future for the human race!"

Han Fei couldn't help but feel refreshed. After a pause, he scolded with a smile, "So you f*cking worship me the most?"