Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 58 The Fisherman's Self-Cultivation
Deep within the stronghold, a large number of heretics stood ready for battle.

Earlier, they were told by the shark that the Holy See might know about this stronghold, and that if they discovered any outsiders breaking in or any unusual activity, they should prepare for battle.

"The arrival of Hai Si must not be interrupted. This is a divine guidance. The deep sea protects us, and we will surely defeat all powerful enemies and welcome the arrival of Hai Si!"

A heretic walked around the group of combatants, encouraging them with words.

"You all sensed the commotion just now. The Holy Court's lackeys are breaking in. We must not let them interrupt the ceremony."

"Lord Shark has made thorough preparations; once they enter, they will surely be buried here!"

"And you will all return to the embrace of the deep sea, to the embrace of Rost, the King of the Deep Sea!"

Just as he was inspiring the heretics, a cold voice suddenly came over—

"Whether we bury you or not, we don't know, but you are definitely going to hell."

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, instantly turning the leader of the infidels into Tang Shi.

"Everyone, lay down your weapons immediately, do not resist, accept the baptism of the Holy Court, confess and you will be treated leniently, resist and you will be punished severely, accept reform and become new people. Otherwise..."

"We will make you atone to the gods right here and now!"

Blake led his men to the heretics, staring at them menacingly.

The heretics were not frightened by the fact that their leader was being electrocuted. With shouts of encouragement, they charged toward Blake and his men who had entered.

The melee ended with the Holy See crushing the heretics—a group of fourth-tier beings against a group of first-tier beings, like a pack of puppies besieging an armored vehicle; any resistance seemed utterly ridiculous.

Celia did not participate in the battle to avoid being accidentally injured. She was asked to record the entire battle from the sidelines as historical footage.

After the battle ended, Elena came over, handed the recorded footage to Black for Celia, and said to Celia, "Thank you for your hard work, Celia. It's getting late, let me take you home first."

Celia yawned and nodded upon hearing this, "Then I'll leave it to you, Instructor Elena."

She checked the time and it was already past midnight. Her long-term regular sleep schedule had left her extremely tired, and she was very envious of these fourth-tier experts who were still full of energy.

So, once you reach a higher rank, you don't have to sleep anymore?
Celia is genuinely envious.

This time, Celia did not return to Crimson Town. Instead, Elena took her directly back to the Holy Magic Academy and back to her dormitory, where she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the bed.

After she fell asleep, Ross, who no longer needed to sleep, thought for a moment and ultimately decided not to directly control her to get up and continue working. Instead, he had the puppet work overtime to retrieve the fish scale.

He could feel the abundant power of faith within the fish scales.

This power of faith was not pure; it was deeply corrupted by the demonic energy of the abyss, causing Ross to frown.

"The sea god uses this thing to absorb faith? How pathetic!"

The power of faith corrupted by the abyss requires additional divine power to purify before it can be absorbed. In Ross's view, this is even slower than the lowest level of faith. If we consider the absorption efficiency of ordinary faith power as 100%, the absorption efficiency of this kind of faith power is only about 1% to 5%.

This is so shabby.

If it weren't for their adversarial relationship, Rose would have felt sorry for him.

"There are too many suspicious points. Once we find him, we should be able to find out the truth by asking him questions."

Ross placed the scales in a container, picked up a piece of metal for carving runes, and began carving tracking runes on it.

But just as the runes were finished being carved, the entire piece of metal flashed and then suddenly shattered with a "bang".

Ross hissed, "They've simplified it so much, how can it not even withstand this? Is the quality of the materials the school sent really that bad?"

Undeterred, he continued to try to inscribe runes on these ordinary metals.

Only two pieces were successful until all the metal was used up.

Two pieces are simply not enough.

But there are no materials left, unless the puppet is dismantled...

no solution anymore.

He originally planned to control the puppet to go out and find a good supporting material.

But then he thought better of it; there was no rush. If the sea god wanted to escape, he would have already done so the moment he seized the fish scale.

There's no point in being anxious.

Besides, a thousand years have passed, so there's no rush.

Instead of going to find it myself, I'd rather ask Miss Saintess to go.

How interesting.

After leaving a mental warning with Celia, Ross returned to the dark and sunless sealed land to begin his cultivation.

Although we are no longer planning to break the magic circle by force, we can still use the original method if something happens to Celia.

Improving oneself is always the top priority for farming players.

……

The next day, when Celia woke up, she saw that the rune materials she had applied for from the school had all turned into fragments, lying quietly on the ground, waiting for her to collect them.

Ross sensed that Celia had woken up and said, "You're awake. I made some things with your materials last night, but unfortunately the materials were too poor and I accidentally ruined them all. I'm sorry."

Celia: "..."

She should express anger.

But I can't get angry.

"It's okay, I'll just apply to the school again," the girl said through gritted teeth.

"What's the point of applying? These metal materials have such poor magical properties and an extremely high defect rate. Even using them to create the most basic concentration array can reduce efficiency by 50%. What's the point of wanting them?"

Celia: "...If I don't apply to the school, where am I supposed to get the materials to practice runes?"

"Buy it."

"I have no money," Celia replied bluntly.

“Then go find it.” Ross said calmly. “Here’s a task for you: without going out, take your fishing rod and go fishing at the Forbidden Forest Lake after school every day. You must catch a fish with extraordinary qualities every day.”

"Huh?" Celia was stunned.

She thought Ross would point out a way to quickly obtain the materials.

So, the result is... fishing?

Well... okay.

You don't have to eat the school food; eating fish every day is also good.

That day, after returning from class, Celia picked up her fishing rod from last time, went to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and greeted Austin, the guardian of the Forbidden Forest.

"Hello Grandpa Austin, may I go in and fish?"

Austin smiled and tossed him a card: 'Sure, go ahead, but remember to be back before dark.'

"I will!"

Celia went in with the card and returned before dark, giving the card back and most of the fish she had caught to Austin.

When Austin saw that Celia had caught a fish of extraordinary rank in addition to ordinary fish, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Not bad, you caught another one. Here, let me help you prepare it."

"Thank you, Grandpa Austin," Celia said sweetly.

He initially thought it was an exception, until the second day, the third day... every day Celia would catch a fish of the extraordinary level. Austin's mood changed from indifference to surprise, and then to shock.

After Celia returned the card, he picked up his fishing rod: "Child... no, dear Celia, please tell me, where did you fish? Do you have time? Could you take me to see it?"

　I'm a bit late with my update...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)