Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

"Hey, this is weird!"

Old Chen stared at the grass carp that Li Qingshan had pulled up again, then looked at his own still float, and couldn't help but say, "Little Li, did you put something in the bait? Why are all the fish going to yours?"

Li Qingshan slowly placed the fish into the basket.

He glanced at Old Chen's float, which was tilted slightly due to uneven pressure, and casually remarked, "Maybe the spot you chose has bad feng shui, or... your technique was a bit rough, and you scared the fish away!"

"Get lost! I've been fishing for decades, how could my skills be worse than yours?"

Old Chen was unconvinced, but looking at Li Qingshan's basket full of lively catch, and then at his own, he ultimately lacked confidence and muttered, "They must be treating the fish differently based on who they're dealing with today..."

As the two were chatting and joking around, Li Qingshan suddenly had a sudden realization.

This time, the sensation clearly came from the direction of the "Heavenly Pool".

The fishing line trembled slightly, and a peculiar feeling of "adsorption" and "sinking" was generated, as if I had caught something with extremely high density and strange suction.

Li Qingshan remained calm and composed, but with a slight thought, he gently lifted the ethereal "thread".

A streak of light, imperceptible to others, flashed from the void before him and disappeared into his outstretched palm.

Something suddenly appeared in his palm.

It was a strange rune, about the size of a palm, neither gold nor stone, and its entire surface was a deep, dark color.

The rune structure was incredibly complex, seemingly composed of countless tiny, nested black vortexes. Just lying in the palm of your hand, it exuded a subtle yet powerful suction force, causing even the surrounding light and dust to seem to be slightly deflected towards it.

A piece of information naturally flowed into Li Qingshan's mind:

[Devouring Ancestral Symbol, originating from the Great Thousand World - Martial Universe.]

Wielding the power of devouring allows one to absorb and refine all things, greatly aiding cultivation. It also grants immense restorative power and the potential to accommodate other ancestral symbols…

"Something that shakes the heavens and earth in this vast world?"

Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, his gaze falling on the peculiar rune. "Controlling the power of devouring, that sounds pretty intimidating!"

He secretly sensed the specific power of this so-called "ancestral symbol" in this world.

A moment later, a look of understanding flashed across his eyes.

"In its current state, its effectiveness in this realm is roughly equivalent to a decent Dao-slaying King-level weapon."

He weighed the dark rune in his hand, which was neither gold nor stone, and felt the devouring Dao rhythm within it, which was different from the Heaven-Covering Technique but had its own unique characteristics.

"However, the essence of this thing is quite special. Its core rules of devouring and transformation are quite ingenious, and it is not simply a weapon for killing. If it can be nourished with enough power of the same origin, or if a method of refining that is in harmony with its Great Dao can be found, its potential for growth over a long period of nurturing is probably quite large."

Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly, his divine sense scanning the nested vortex structure inside the runes more carefully.

"With good luck, there might even be a sliver of hope that it could be nurtured into a unique imperial artifact!"

Of course, this requires a massive amount of specific resources and opportunities, and it is by no means an easy task.

"It's better than nothing, I suppose."

He casually slipped the dark rune into the inner pocket of his "Sky-Covering" brand black coat.

After all, it's a product of this vast world, its essence is there, and its function is unique, so it's always good to keep it for now.

Who knows, it might come in handy sometime in the future, or I might be able to trade it for something interesting.

"I thought I was going to catch something amazing."

Li Qingshan muttered to himself, not too disappointed.

Over the past few hundred years, all sorts of strange and wonderful things have been caught. Some useful ones have been kept or used, while many others are not very useful.

He casually slipped the dark rune into the inner pocket of his "Sky-Covering" brand black coat.

This garment has a hidden compartment inside, making it perfect for storing small items without worrying about your scent leaking out.

Having done all this, Li Qingshan turned his attention back to the buoy on the river surface, ready to see if any "real" fish had taken the bait.

Just then, Old Chen, who had been grumbling about the fish not biting the hook, suddenly stopped talking.

Li Qingshan noticed something was wrong and turned his head to look.

Old Chen had already stood up, his face filled with barely suppressed surprise and a loving smile, his gaze fixed on the direction Li Qingshan had come from.

He even forgot to put down his fishing rod, holding it up as he waved and shouted, "Zixia, over here! Grandpa's here!"

Hearing the sound, Li Qingshan followed Old Chen's gaze and turned to look.

......

On the forest path where the thin river mist and the afterglow of the setting sun intertwined, a figure was walking gracefully.

The newcomer was a woman with a slender figure, wearing a light purple, belted long dress. The hem of the dress fluttered gently with her steps. The fabric seemed ordinary, yet it subtly shimmered with light.

She was extremely beautiful, with skin as white as snow and eyebrows and eyes as exquisite as a painting. What was even more striking was the faint golden mark between her eyebrows, which seemed to be naturally formed, adding to her sanctity and mystery.

More importantly, this woman was shrouded in a faint purple mist, making her figure appear somewhat hazy in the twilight, and her temperament ethereal and otherworldly, as if she were untouched by worldly affairs.

It stands out from the surroundings of this riverside fishing village, giving it a lofty and unattainable feel.

Li Qingshan's gaze fell on her, his eyes flickering slightly.

With his current mastery of the Great Perfection of the Sacred Body and his extremely keen perception of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he could tell at a glance that this woman not only possessed extraordinary talent, far surpassing ordinary cultivators of the same age, but more importantly...

The unique aura within her body was exceptionally harmonious with heaven and earth, as if it were a vessel of the Great Dao.

The innate Taoist fetus!

These four words flashed through Li Qingshan's mind.

This is a peerless physique that can be compared with the Chaos Body. It is naturally close to the Great Dao, making the path of cultivation twice as effective with half the effort. Its understanding of the Dao and the Law far surpasses that of ordinary people, making it a successor that countless holy lands and great sects dream of.

No wonder Old Chen was so proud when he talked about his granddaughter being taken away by the Central Region Sect.

Unexpectedly, on this small, cold riverbank, I encountered a primordial Dao embryo that had not yet fully developed.

......

Zixia walked closer, smiled sweetly at Old Chen, and called out "Grandpa".

Then, she turned her gaze to Li Qingshan beside her, her eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

Old Chen chuckled as he introduced, "Girl, this is Li Qingshan, the guy I've always told you about. He's my best fishing buddy on the riverbank these past few years!"

He then said to Li Qingshan, "Little Li, this is my granddaughter, Zixia. I've mentioned her to you before. She's cultivating in the Central Region and rarely comes back."

Li Qingshan put down his fishing rod, stood up, and casually clapped his hands.

His gaze toward Zixia was peaceful and warm, carrying the detachment of an elder looking at a younger person, along with a hint of scrutiny. He nodded slightly and said, "Old Chen has been talking about you a lot. It's good that you've come back to visit."

His tone was casual, as if he were seeing a younger neighbor returning home.

Zixia could sense the peace and transcendence in that gaze.

Although there was no probing or pressure, it naturally made her suppress the aloofness that unconsciously emanated from her as the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land.

She bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners: "Senior Li, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Old Chen didn't care about the specific address, and just happily said, "Perfect, perfect! We've caught enough fish. Let's go home and make fish soup!"