All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

Zhou Yongcheng returned to the real world and went back to Tonghuai City the next day.

Zhou Yongcheng had been following news about Gao Hongxiao for the past few days, but to his surprise, he hadn't seen any news about him at all.

Zhou Yongcheng had Hong Hou collect relevant information and learned that the news about Gao Hongxiao had been taken over by the security department for investigation. After all, Gao Hongxiao's previous identity was not ordinary, and ordinary departments could not interfere.

Zhou Yongcheng no longer pays attention to Gao Hongxiao's affairs. He has been staying at home recently, mostly cultivating, studying, and comprehending magic.

Everything takes a lot of time.

The quiet of the real world for the past two weeks was shattered by Zhou Yongcheng's peaceful days.

Most of the villagers who work away from home have returned home, and even the students are almost on holiday. Many of them called Zhou Yongcheng to come back and visit.

Seeing this, Zhou Yongcheng had no choice but to go home and relax for a while.

After this period of cultivation, Zhou Yongcheng has reached the late stage of refining essence into qi. He feels that the further he cultivates, the slower the cultivation becomes.

His understanding of magic is quite good; he can already cast basic spells at will.

Zhou Yongcheng is only studying talismans and hasn't officially started drawing them yet.

Zhou Yongcheng has stopped practicing martial arts, including the Golden Bell Shield technique.

When he successfully cultivated the Immortal Cultivation Chapter of the Heavenly Origin Manual, he sensed that the Heavenly Origin Manual was extraordinary. It not only cultivated magical power but also the physical body and soul.

That noon, Zhou Yongcheng loaded up a lot of giant beast meat and some wine, and drove towards the village.

On his way back, Zhou Yongcheng noticed that there were more cars on the road than usual, indicating that many people had already returned.

When we arrived home, we drove the car to the house by the fishpond.

The parking lot was full of cars; it was unclear whether they belonged to fishermen or villagers.

“Brother, it’s only been a short time since we last met, and your hair has grown so long.” Zhou Yaya looked Zhou Yongcheng’s hair up and down.

Zhou Yongcheng hadn't cut his hair in almost two months in the real world, and he was also frequently in another world where time flowed faster than in the real world, so his hair had grown quite long, reaching a little below his shoulders, and he wasn't using any hair ties to keep it in place.

“Brother, it’s been so many years, you haven’t changed at all, the only thing that’s changed is your hairstyle,” Zhou Yongming said with a smile.

“You’re taller than me, over 1.8 meters, right?” Zhou Yongcheng sized up Zhou Yongming.

The kid Zhou Yongcheng took out is still in junior high school. After so many years, he has changed a bit. If you met him in another city, you probably wouldn't recognize him.

Zhou Yongming is tall but a bit thin. As for his appearance, he probably inherited his mother's genes and is somewhat handsome.

Since he started practicing cultivation, Zhou Yongcheng has grown a little taller, but he is still not as tall as Zhou Yongming.

"1.82 meters tall."

"Come on, bring these things inside."

After exchanging pleasantries, Zhou Yongcheng took everything out of the car and had them carry it inside.

My second uncle's place is very lively today, with many people coming to play, including many children, because there is a small shop here.

Zhou Yongcheng sat in the room chatting with everyone, while Zhou Yaya tied his hair up with a rubber band behind him.

They hadn't been talking for long when shouts came from the fishpond outside.

"Oh dear, has someone else been caught a fish?"

Everyone inside went outside to see what was going on.

Beside the fishpond, Zhou Yongcheng asked Zhou Yongqiang a question.

"How many people caught fish?"

"Not many. One day, there were about ten people fishing and only one fish was caught. Another day, there were only a few people fishing, but two fish were caught. They were all about 20 or 30 pounds each. There were also quite a few people who broke their fishing rods. There were probably more than a dozen broken fishing rods."

Zhou Yongcheng chuckled and said, "The fact that the fishing rod broke means that the fish they caught weighed at least forty pounds, otherwise the fishing rod wouldn't have broken."

"should be."

“Yongcheng, I heard from a fisherman that he catches fish here and sells them for 800 yuan a pound,” Zhou Guohua said.

“Never mind them, it’s already pretty good that they managed to catch any, and they bought them for 500 yuan per kilogram,” Zhou Yongcheng said.

Frankly speaking, Zhou Yongcheng estimates that the fish in his fishpond could sell for at least a thousand yuan per kilogram if someone knew their value.

“Yongcheng, what if we manage to fish it up?” Zhou Guohong asked.

Zhou Yongcheng said with a smile, "If you catch any, we'll charge you the price you would pay for the fish."

"Can we sell it to someone else?"

"Anything caught by fishing is fine."

"I'll try it when I have some free time."

Several fishing enthusiasts said they wanted to try it. If they caught a fish weighing twenty or thirty pounds, it would be equivalent to a month's salary. Of course, they also knew that catching fish in Zhou Yongcheng's fishpond depended on luck.

I watched for a long time by the fishpond, but the angler who had caught the fish still hadn't managed to reel it in.

Zhou Yongcheng stopped looking and went back inside.

It took a long time for the person who had caught the fish to finally get it ashore. He carried the fish to the house, where his second uncle weighed it for him. It weighed over 30 jin (15 kg). Other anglers at the scene wanted to buy it, but he refused.

He paid the money, and his second uncle put the fish in a bag for him. He put the fish in his car, packed up his fishing rod, and left.

Other anglers were incredibly envious.

Many anglers now know that the fish in this fishpond in Qingshui Village are very delicious and also very expensive.

Everyone agreed to keep this place a secret as little as possible, but as time went on, more and more people found out, because secrets don't stay hidden forever.

During dinner that evening, Zhou Yongcheng took a bottle of Maotai from the bag he had brought back and placed it on the table.

My second uncle picked up the thatch and started looking at it.

"Thatch from the 1970s?"

"Yes, I got it from someone else. Try it and see if it tastes right."

"I can't tell by taste, I can only tell if the wine tastes good or not, and whether it suits my taste."

Zhou Yongcheng opened the bottle and poured a glass for his second uncle and aunt. Zhou Yaya also said she wanted to try it.

My second uncle took a small sip and said, "Good wine, much better than the Maotai on the market, it should be genuine."

"As long as it tastes good, that's fine. I brought back two cases this time because I'm afraid of buying fakes."

"This wine must be expensive," the aunt asked.

"It's alright, it costs tens of thousands of yuan a bottle."

Zhou Yongcheng didn't know the price either; he just randomly gave a price.

Zhou Yongming was eating when he heard the price and was taken aback. A bottle of wine costing tens of thousands of yuan was just sitting on the table being drunk? But then he thought that his older brother drove a car worth millions of yuan, so drinking a bottle of wine costing tens of thousands of yuan shouldn't be difficult for him.

When he returned to the village recently, he was shocked by the changes. Streetlights had been installed in their village, fish ponds had been built below the village, and almost every household was engaged in aquaculture. When he heard that all of this was because of Zhou Yongcheng, he knew that Zhou Yongcheng must have made a fortune outside.

My second uncle and aunt were also shocked by the price of the wine.

"This wine is too expensive, tens of thousands of yuan for just one small bottle?"

“This is thatch, of course it’s expensive.” The aunt was a worldly person and knew that thatch was not cheap.

"With such a high price, I was wondering why it tasted different."