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

"Speaking of which, it's the first time we've met, and it's also rare for Miss Zixia to come back."

Li Qingshan took out something and handed it over, "I have a little trinket here. I got it by chance during my travels years ago. It looks quite unique. It is said to be able to calm the mind and soothe the nerves. Consider it a small gift, or a good luck charm."

Lying in his palm was the [Devouring Ancestral Symbol] that he had fished out of the "Pool of All Heavens" not long ago.

At this moment, however, he used his magic power to suppress all the strange phenomena and suction forces on this rune, which was neither gold nor stone and covered with deep dark swirling patterns.

Therefore, it looks like a dark jade pendant or amulet made of special material with simple and unrefined carving.

Aside from its unusual appearance, there was no leakage of spiritual energy.

Zixia was slightly taken aback, not expecting Li Qingshan to suddenly send a gift.

Her gaze fell on the dark rune.

With her innate Dao embryo's keen perception, she could vaguely sense that the material of this "peace talisman" was extraordinary, and that the patterns seemed to contain a kind of extremely obscure and incomprehensible rhythm.

It was unlike any weapon-refining or Daoist pattern school she knew.

However, upon closer inspection, it did not exhibit any spiritual power or divine energy fluctuations commonly found in magical artifacts; it was just like a genuine mortal antique.

"Senior Li, this is too precious, I cannot accept it."

Zixia quickly declined.

Although she couldn't discern the specific value of the gift, this unexpected present, especially given that she had just experienced her grandfather's awkward matchmaking attempt, left her somewhat at a loss.

"It's not valuable, just an old stone, a bit oddly shaped."

Li Qingshan spoke casually, extending the hand holding the rune forward slightly. "It's normal for elders to give younger generations a gift to wish them peace and good fortune. Keep it, otherwise your grandfather will nag me for being stingy again."

As he spoke, he glanced at Old Chen, who was watching the commotion with bated breath.

Old Chen immediately chimed in, "That's right, that's right, girl, just take it if Xiao Li gives it to you. What's wrong with accepting a stone? It's just his way of showing his appreciation!"

Zixia looked at her grandfather, then at Li Qingshan's gentle yet persistent gaze, and hesitated for a moment.

If the other party has said that much, it would seem pretentious to refuse again.

Moreover, subconsciously, she did have a vague and inexplicable curiosity about this strangely shaped "peace charm".

"Well... thank you very much, Senior Li."

Zixia finally accepted the Devouring Ancestral Symbol with both hands.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, has a delicate texture, and is of moderate weight.

She carefully put it into her personal storage pouch.

"That's more like it!"

Old Chen was satisfied and laughed heartily, "Come on, keep eating, the fish soup won't be as fresh when it gets cold!"

Once the gift was given, the slight awkwardness from before seemed to dissipate.

Li Qingshan remained calm, continuing to eat and drink, as if he had truly only given away a trivial little gift.

Next, Zixia asked about some of Li Qingshan's experiences and observations over the years.

Li Qingshan went along with her and recounted some trivial "travel experiences."

The phrase "the mountains and rivers of a certain place are magnificent, and the customs of a certain place are unique" sounds like an ordinary traveler who likes to wander around and see the world.

Zixia listened attentively, occasionally asking a few questions about the details, but her opinion of Li Qingshan became even more ambiguous.

This man's speech and knowledge were not shallow; in fact, the familiarity he occasionally revealed with mountains, rivers, geography, and star locations was unlike that of an ordinary wandering knight.

Yet he possessed no trace of the magical power fluctuations of a cultivator, and his temperament was calm and reserved, quite unlike the sharp and outspoken geniuses of the Holy Land.

What a strange person.

Zixia made up her mind.

However, for someone to be so highly regarded and trusted by their grandfather, their character must at least be decent.

The meal ended in a slightly complicated but generally harmonious atmosphere.

After the meal, once everything was tidied up, Old Chen, slightly tipsy, rested.

Li Qingshan took his leave.

Zixia stood in the courtyard, under the moonlight. She subconsciously touched the quiet, dark rune in the sachet again, but still couldn't sense anything unusual.

She shook her head, perhaps she was just overthinking it.

......

As Li Qingshan left the courtyard, a faint smile played on his lips.

The Devouring Ancestral Symbol was given to Zixia, and perhaps it will bring her some unexpected help or change at some crucial moment in the future.

As for how much power it can unleash, that depends on the Great Dao of this world and her own destiny.

He strolled slowly along the riverbank, the moonlight shattering into shimmering silver flakes on the water's surface.

The night breeze, carrying moisture, brushed against his cheeks. He squinted slightly, enjoying this long-lost tranquility.

Just as Li Qingshan walked to a familiar willow tree and was about to find a flat stone to sit down, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Deep within his body, a mark that had been dormant for many years trembled very slightly.

The tremor was so faint, like the fluttering of a butterfly's wings, that he would have almost missed it if he hadn't already reached such a high level of cultivation.

"Um?"

Li Qingshan stopped in his tracks, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, carefully sensing the surroundings.

It was a divine imprint he left over a hundred years ago, made using a special method, and the object attached to it was also extraordinary.

The location of the mark...

His consciousness traversed the endless starry sky, locking onto a desolate star field near the ancient Big Dipper star field.

It turned out to be the place where the Nine Dragons Pulled the Coffin!

Li Qingshan remembered.

That was after he broke through to the Saint Realm, when he was searching for a "fishing spot" in the starry sky and accidentally came across that area.

Nine enormous dragon corpses, pulling a bronze coffin, floated silently in the cold universe, ancient and desolate.

Driven by curiosity, and relying on the Heaven-Shielding Net to conceal his presence, he fished in the starry sky from a great distance with a "Sky-Severing Rod," hoping to catch some "cause and effect" related to the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin.

When the fishing hook landed in that area, it felt a powerful, ancient, and indescribable turbulent flow of time and space.

In the end, it only managed to "grasp" a very faint trace of the bronze coffin's aura, which turned into a mark and remained in that star coordinate.

For over a hundred years, that mark has remained silent and undisturbed.

Li Qingshan had almost forgotten about it.

To my surprise, it actually moved today!

Although it was only an extremely slight tremor, it was clearly a chain reaction caused by the bronze coffin starting to move and the surrounding spacetime fluctuations.

"Nine dragons pulling a coffin...are they about to set sail?"

Li Qingshan opened his eyes, looked towards the direction of the Big Dipper, his gaze deep.

According to the "plot" he knew, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin to Set Sail meant that the curtain of the Great Sky-Covering Ceremony was officially raised, and Ye Fan and the others were about to embark on the ancient road in the starry sky and head to the Big Dipper.

A magnificent era is about to begin.

He stood still, sensing the situation quietly for a moment.

The tremor of the mark was very slight and quickly subsided, like the subtlest sign before a giant thing begins to move.

It will probably take some time before it truly sets sail.

But since there are signs, it means that time is running out.

Li Qingshan withdrew his gaze, his face expressionless, and simply let out a soft breath.

Centuries of fishing and seclusion have made him accustomed to viewing these "major events" with a detached attitude.

However, now that the mark has been made, some preparations should be made in advance.

With a slight shift in his mind, he took a step forward.

The figure rippled slightly like a reflection in the water, then vanished silently into the moonlight on the riverbank, as if it had never existed.