I can't keep a low profile when cultivating immortality; the sixth one is actually myself.

When Toyokawa fully woke up.

On the small table in front of him, besides a pile of fish bones, there was also a wine gourd.

Looking around, the old man was no longer there; he must have left long ago.

Thinking back to the embarrassing state I was in after drinking last night, I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.

"Hmph, that old geezer is really wicked!"

Such a potent spirit wine, and they didn't even give me a heads-up beforehand, almost causing me to suffer a setback!

Thankfully, the old man meant me no harm; otherwise, I'd probably be dead by now!

Thinking it over carefully, Toyokawa felt a chill of fear. He was still too young and lacked experience in the ways of the world!

This is neither the mortal realm nor the peaceful era of my previous life.

This is a cultivation world rife with deceit and treachery!

How could I be so trusting of others?

That's incredibly naive.

If you were to encounter someone skilled at disguise and harboring ulterior motives, you probably wouldn't even know how you died!

This time, I guess I've learned my lesson!

I must never touch a stranger's things again.

Who knows when we might accidentally capsize in the gutter.

But this time, they really hit the jackpot.

The old man truly had no intention of harming him; in fact, he gave him a significant opportunity.

It should be noted that Fengchuan currently has a dantian of 30 li, and he cultivates every day without interruption, but the results are minimal.

Relying solely on absorbing external spiritual energy is far too slow for cultivation.

Almost a month has passed since the breakthrough, but my dantian is still empty.

But after drinking a cup of spiritual wine last night, my cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, suddenly increased by a large margin.

The dantian, which is 30 li in size, has been filled to nearly one-fifth.

What is this concept?

Drinking a cup of spiritual wine actually had a greater effect than using thousands of spirit stones for cultivation.

This deal was a great deal, absolutely worth it!

That spirit sturgeon is worth at most 200 spirit stones.

He earned ten times his initial investment with just one cup of spirit wine.

Of course, that's not how it should be calculated.

After all, the old man and he got along well because they were kindred spirits.

However, looking at the wine gourd on the table, Toyokawa was filled with anticipation.

Carefully picking up the gourd, I was surprised to find it was still full!

Good heavens, the old man is really too generous, he saved him a whole pot!

What a wonderful old man! He's so selfless!

From this day forward, I will call you my dear grandfather.

Fortunately, this idea was not known to Fengchuan's master, Bai Linglong.

Otherwise, Gao would definitely get a beating from Toyokawa!

Don't ask me why, you can guess!

If he really acknowledges his grandfather, I don't know what others will think.

But that's definitely what Bai Linglong was thinking.

'Fine, I just wanted to be your master, but you want to be my ancestor?'

It's no wonder Bai Linglong thought that way; it's simply because Ancestor Xingyun's seniority is too high.

He is a living fossil of the Qingyun Sword Sect, a pillar of the sect.

That generation is many generations ahead of Bai Linglong.

Toyokawa examined the wine gourd in his hand.

Suddenly, the old man's voice came from the wine gourd.

"Young friend Fengchuan, we hit it off! This old man ate your fish, so I'll give you this pot of fine wine!"

Furthermore, seeing you fishing here, I suppose you intend to catch some more spirit fish.

I had fishing experience here in my younger days, so I have some experience.

Not far from here, there are three connected islands.

There are quite a few spirit fish there; you might want to try your luck.

I apologize for leaving without saying goodbye, young friend. This old man is departing!

When the sound ended, the gourd remained silent.

Toyokawa, however, was deeply moved and tears welled up in his eyes.

What a wonderful grandfather!

Can I have a dozen more?!

Of course, that's impossible.

If it weren't for our own ancestors, who would be so selfless in making such a sacrifice?

However, Toyokawa is unaware of this yet.

He solemnly put the wine gourd into his storage bag.

After tidying up, he mounted his flying sword and flew around.

After searching around, we finally found a place in the southwest where three islands were connected.

We stopped on the largest of the islands.

After wandering around, we found a deep water area on the cliff.

Another round of baiting and scattering.

A flurry of activity, as fierce as a tiger, but a single strike yields a meager two and a half ounces.

A half-foot-long spirit fish was caught.

We've finally caught another spirit fish.

This fish has a golden-yellow body, a large head, and a thin tail.

This is a type of spirit fish called the Little Yellow Spirit Fish.

It's not particularly rare, and being a schooling fish, it's easy to catch and can also be farmed, so the price is generally low.

Moreover, this spirit fish is too small.

However, I was quite lucky.

Encountering this kind of fish is usually not a matter of just one or two.

Instead, they were a group, a large and numerous group!

Crucially, this type of spirit fish is also a favorite food of many large spirit fish.

Therefore, upon seeing this spirit fish, Toyokawa was immediately invigorated.

Quickly remove the fish, bait it, and cast it back into the water.

Once the fish was caught, I quickly took out another fishing rod, baited it, and cast it out.

I just finished on the right side, and the float on the left side has already gone under.

Toyokawa quickly pulled up the line, which rustled loudly.

Wow, that's pretty powerful.

With a little force, um, fish on!

It was a small yellow bream, about two feet long.

They've accepted them and enrolled them in nursing care.

I quickly baited the hook and cast again, and this time I caught a fish on the second rod.

Put down the fishing rod in your hand and pull up the fishing rod on the right side.

Fish, small yellow croaker, one and a half feet long, are placed in the cage.

Baiting and casting the rod are done in one smooth motion.

Thus, Toyokawa was busy with both hands, keeping himself extremely occupied.

Just like a song says.

With a slow motion, left hand and right hand, two yellow croakers were caught.

In less than half an hour, they had already caught more than 50 small yellow croakers.

Most of them are a little over a foot long, only a few exceed two feet, and the rest are very small.

An hour later, the rhythm of the float began to slow down.

It's likely that the fish are starting to migrate.

Toyokawa put down his fishing rod and coiled up the fish basket.

This is a huge harvest! The fish basket is almost a third full.

You should know that this fish basket is quite large.

Toyokawa lifted the fish basket and began to pick and choose.

The adult spirit fish were directly put into the large storage bag by Toyokawa.

Although living creatures cannot be stored in the storage bag, the spirit fish will die soon after entering.

It can be placed in a storage bag, and the spirit fish will not spoil or deteriorate.

After picking and choosing for fifteen hours, the sorting was finally finished.

This time, we caught about 40 adult yellow croakers.

I roughly estimated that it weighs around 500 jin (250 catties).

The rest were all immature spirit fish. Toyokawa kept a dozen or so, intending to use them as bait.

The rest were released.

Fishermen all understand one principle: you can't drain the pond to catch all the fish.

For the long-term stability and sustainable development of the fishing community.

Small fish can be caught, but not taken; they must be released in the end.

The sight of catching so many spirit fish at once thrilled Toyokawa.

This is going to be a huge boost!

I've never caught such a rich fish in my entire life!

So he fished even more diligently.

As a result, while hooking the fishhook, he accidentally pricked his finger.

A drop of blood seeped out and stained the bait.

But in less than a second, the cut on his finger healed completely, so Toyokawa didn't take it seriously at all.

Getting your finger cut while fishing is a common occurrence for anglers.

What's the big deal?

What he didn't know was the huge commotion that would occur when the bait, mixed with a drop of blood, was dropped into the water.

The bait was thrown into the water, and only a few seconds later...

The fish underwater were agitated.

The blood residue on the bait gives off a unique and enticing aroma.

This drove the fish into a frenzy; their already low intelligence was reminding them that eating that bait would bring them immense good fortune.

They began to fight fiercely for the bait, each trying to outdo the other, vying and snatching it away.

The underwater environment became increasingly chaotic, while violent bubbles continuously rose to the surface.

But not a single fish took the bait.

Toyokawa watched anxiously.

He thought a big fish had entered the area, but then it wouldn't eat the bait and just kept causing trouble.

As a result, I haven't caught any fish for a long time.

However, as the blood dissolves in the water, it slowly diffuses.

A moment later, a huge black shadow darted into the school of fish, heading straight for the bait.

When the small yellow croakers saw the predator enter, they immediately came to their senses and scattered frantically.

Just as Toyokawa was about to reel in his line and change his bait, the shadowy figure swallowed the bait whole.

Just as Toyokawa exerted force, the fishing rod suddenly jerked, almost slipping from his grasp.

He quickly gripped the fishing rod, which caused him to stumble again.

Holy crap, what a huge fish! It almost fell into the lake!

He immediately grabbed the rod with both hands and pulled hard, but damn it, he couldn't budge it.

He even managed to stumble again.

I swear, I don't believe you!

Toyokawa channeled his spiritual energy and forcefully raised both hands again.

Finally, the fishing rod was pulled up, and a huge black fish leaped out of the water.

The big fish flew out again; no wonder Toyokawa couldn't control his strength.

Given the situation just now, if we hadn't exerted force quickly, the big fish would probably have gotten away.

He quickly put down his fishing rod and ran into the jungle.

The big fish fell into the jungle and kept tumbling around.

Moreover, at this time, the big fish's body was also undergoing slight changes.

Its fins began to change from bluish-black to a slightly dark gold.

Its whiskers also changed from black to dark gold.

The big fish struggled desperately.

Fengchuan spotted the large fish and swiftly moved to its side.

Without saying a word, he slapped the big fish on the head.

The big fish rolled its eyes and fainted.

Holy crap, this fish is fucking huge!

It's much taller than Toyokawa.

It's almost ten feet long!

Looking at the large fish in front of him, Toyokawa carefully recalled the books he had read before.

The records of a certain kind of spirit fish are found to be basically consistent with this fish.

But it's slightly different, I don't know why.

The book describes a spirit fish with a flat, wide mouth and a pair of whiskers on the top and bottom.

It is long on top and short on the bottom, with the long whiskers nearly a meter long and the short whiskers half a meter long.

Its body is jet black, its tail is flat and round, and its body is covered in mucus.

Long-bearded catfish.