God of Fishing

Ximen Linglan knew that since Han Fei had started cultivating, he would never stop. However, Han Fei’s cultivation speed was amazing!

If he was discovered, there would definitely be great clans from Yu City coming to take him.

At that time, it would be useless whether Han Fei was willing or not! Besides, with his intelligence, he might be fooled and agreed to go if the other party said I could teach you combat skills.

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Five years later.

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The Remote Desolate Jungle was the largest ancient forest in the Yu Prefecture. It was filled with beasts and demonic plants.

In the history of Yu Prefecture, countless strong masters had ventured into the depths of the Remote Desolate Jungle to explore and many of them had perished in it.

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Later on, the sea engulfed the land and fewer people explored the wildland. A large number of people were recruited to participate in the war between the humans and the sea race.

In addition, the resources in the ocean were endless. Although countless people died every day, there were also countless people who gained a lot.

Moreover, training soldiers in war was the fastest. Although the sea was devouring the living territories of humans, it was also feeding the humans, causing the number of human cultivators to increase.

Ximen Linglan knew that the large clans were exploiting ordinary people too severely. Otherwise, the individual cultivators of Yu City would be even stronger.

The Remote Desolate Jungle that had been forgotten by humans was connected to the Grand Myriad Mountains. On the other side of the Grand Myriad Mountains was similarly a vast ocean.

If one wanted to cross the sea and directly enter the Grand Myriad Mountains, practically no one had succeeded. This was because there was the Storm Straits between the sea area outside of Yu City and the Grand Myriad Mountains. It was said that that place was extremely terrifying, and even explorers didn’t dare enter it.

It was said that the mountain giants lived there, as well as countless strange beasts.

It wasn’t that the sea race hadn’t thought of barging in from the Grand Myriad Mountains, but the outcome was obvious. No matter how many creatures the sea race commanded to attack the Grand Myriad Mountains, none of them succeeded.

At this moment.

In the middle of the Remote Desolate Jungle.

There was a man and a woman jumping on the branches while a dragon python followed them and tried to bite them.

The woman’s two blades were like the moon, drawing a strange arc in the air as she slashed the snake.

The man turned around and avoided the dragon python’s mouth. Then, he stretched out his hands and opened the dragon python’s mouth.

Chi la!

The man broke the mouth in half with his bare hands.

Crack! Crack!

He broke the two snake fangs.

“Wang Han, don’t crush the snake’s tooth. Use it to forge a saber for me.”

The man chuckled as he stepped on the lower jaw of the snake and punched through the skull of the dragon python. The scimitar in mid-air sliced horizontally and stabbed into the snake’s body, killing it instantly.

A moment later, Han Fei carried the body of the dragon python and followed Ximen Linglan to a stream.

Ximen Linglan let out a long sigh. “We haven’t found a water source in a few days. Let’s take a bath later and stew this snake.”

“Alright!”

Han Fei was still dull, but his eyes were brighter than before.

After Ximen Linglan confirmed that the stream was safe, the two of them washed their faces. At this moment, Han Fei’s face was still a bit childish, but his figure was comparable to that of a normal young man.

After all, Han Fei was only 13 years old. No matter how fast he grew, there was a limit.

Seeing Han Fei’s face, Ximen Linglan curled her lips and said, “Five years have passed and you still haven’t remembered anything?”

Han Fei scratched his head. “Not yet.”

Ximen Linglan sighed and instantly complained, “In your past life, you must have been especially obsessed with combat skills and delicacies. Yes, there must be only these two. Otherwise, how did you remember all these?”

“Heh, hehe…”

“Hmph, who the hell is Xia Xiaochan? You called her name again last night. I’m seriously suspicious that you’re going to rekindle your feelings for your ex.”

“Ahhh~”

Han Fei’s head sank. For some reason, whenever he thought of Xia Xiaochan’s name, he would always see a dagger, a vague figure… and a strange fishtail.

Ximen Linglan hurriedly said, “Hey, hey! If you can’t remember, then forget about it! I’m not blaming you.”

Han Fei shook his head. “Eat, eat.”

Ximen Linglan nodded. Every time she watched Han Fei cook, she found it pleasing to the eye. She used to think that Han Fei only knew how to cook mantis shrimps, but who knew that Han Fei could cook everything?

Buzz!

Han Fei stepped on the ground and formed a formation that could conceal his breath. Otherwise, it would be difficult to live in the Remote Desolate Jungle without attracting the attention of other creatures.

Han Fei remembered his talent as a spirit gatherer when he came to the jungle with Ximen Linglan.

Initially, he did not remember much.

However, then he remembered a book called the Spirit Gathering Scripture. There were a lot of arrays on it. Han Fei tried and found that he could use the arrays subconsciously.

When Ximen Linglan brought Han Fei to the Remote Desolate Jungle, both of them were too weak. Fortunately, Han Fei suddenly awakened as a spirit gatherer. In those two months, they survived by relying on array techniques, or they would have died long ago.

Chi la!

In Han Fei’s hand, he quickly cut the snake skin with the bone knife, broke its tendons and bones, cut off its blood and flesh, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

As Han Fei waved his hand, pieces of snake meat were rolled up.

At this time, Ximen Linglan had already taken out a large pot and was waiting. After filling up the pot, the two of them didn’t seem to have enough, so Ximen Linglan took out another large pot.

There were two large pots of snake meat.

Each person took a pot, and the seasonings were prepared. They boiled the meat with spiritual fire and wild fruits, and the fragrance was overwhelming. Naturally, the two of them started to eat without hesitation.

Ximen Linglan had already forgotten her table manners.

The etiquette of the great clans in the past had long been forgotten. Eating in all seriousness or not eating, how could it be as satisfying as eating heartily?

The noble lady of a big clan was now like a wild boy, all thanks to Han Fei.

All these years, they had been wandering around the periphery of Remote Desolate Jungle. Rather than saying that Ximen Linglan was taking Han Fei along, it was more like Han Fei was taking Ximen Linglan along.

Han Fei was growing too fast. Ever since Han Fei saw the first volume of True Spirit Fishing Art, he didn’t need the second volume. When it was time, the second volume would appear in his mind.

In just five years, Han Fei’s strength soared crazily, surpassing fishing master, great fishing master, and Dangling Fisher, and now he was in the early stage of a Hidden Fisher.

On the other hand, even though Ximen Linglan had Han Fei’s 108 Desolate God Body and often fought with Han Fei, she was only an intermediate Dangling Fisher now.

But Ximen Linglan still felt that her cultivation speed was already very fast, but it naturally couldn’t be compared to Han Fei’s.

Every time she thought about this, Ximen Linglan would be depressed. She was really cultivating hard, and Han Fei hadn’t been cultivating at all for the past five years but fighting all day long. But he had been growing naturally.

Another thing was that she couldn’t eat as much as Han Fei. This guy could eat anything. The higher the energy level, the more he could eat. It seemed that his stomach would never be full.

At this moment, a pot of snake meat was already in Han Fei’s stomach.

Ximen Linglan sighed, “Do you still want to eat?”

Han Fei grinned. “Hehe.”

“What are you laughing for, idiot.”

Ximen Linglan had no choice but to take out the snake again and scrape another pot of snake meat for Han Fei.

After dinner.

Ximen Linglan shouted, “Turn your back. Don’t look back.”

Having been with Han Fei for a long time, Ximen Linglan had long stopped treating him as a man. Anyway, he was silly and didn’t know anything about dual cultivation between men and women, and he was very obedient. He used to bathe like this.

Han Fei squatted by the stream, drawing a picture with a branch in his hand. The stream behind him was splashing.

“Ahhh~”

Suddenly, Han Fei heard a scream behind him.

At that time, his heart tightened. Apart from that white thing, he saw thousands of red pistil threads appear in the water.

As the threads grew rapidly, a red flower bud suddenly appeared, as if it were about to bloom.

Ximen Linglan’s legs were entangled, and her legs were covered in red silks, with blood flowing out.

Han Fei immediately thought of a word: Parasite.

Han Fei took a step forward. He was still in the air when he reached out his hand. The water in the stream boiled and thousands of knives poured down like a waterfall. The knife waves formed a storm and crushed the big red flower.

Ximen Linglan looked at this scene in shock. She knew that something new had popped up in Han Fei’s head.

However, the thing that appeared this time made her even more shocked. Controlling knives was nothing, but the entire stream had transformed into knives. That incomparably sharp knife light made her heart flutter.

At this moment, Han Fei had rushed to Ximen Linglan’s side and completely ignored her current state. He quickly pulled away the red threads on her legs.

Ximen Linglan’s face was completely red, and she thought to herself, “I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape from him for the rest of my life. This damned blockhead, why is he so stupid? I’ve been seen naked by him again!”

Ximen Linglan quickly pulled her clothes over and put them on. She didn’t take what had just happened to heart. In any case, she was used to it.

But the blades were still floating in the air. However, they hadn’t formed a storm yet, and were currently hanging in the air.

Looking at this scene, Ximen Linglan looked at Han Fei with a complicated look on her face, thinking, “How many things does he have in his mind? Even if there were ten of me, I would have been crushed by the knife storm in an instant.”

While Ximen Linglan was stunned, she saw Han Fei suddenly raise his head.

Vines crisscrossed in all directions as large patches of red flowers bloomed. The void was filled with red stamens. Something was coming.

Ximen Linglan hurriedly said, “Wang Han, run!”

Ximen Linglan took Han Fei’s hand and was about to drag him away.

However, Han Fei seemed to have become a different person at this moment. He grabbed her back.

Han Fei said, “Heavenly Red Hibiscus, we can’t run away.”