Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 272

For now, Bei Feng was only capable of controlling the last two meters of the line. The rest of the line could not be moved at all.

"The attack power of this fis.h.i.+ng rod is even stronger than the flying dagger's!" Bei Feng muttered to himself. The fis.h.i.+ng rod held the advantage in long distance attacks, while the flying dagger remained invincible in close ranged battles.

At this time, a huge fish with black back and looking like a grotesque snake appeared atop the water.

This snakish looking fish did not have any scales, and had numerous dark grayish spots on its body. An uncountable number of sharp teeth lined the inside of its mouth!

The fish was over two meters long, and had a round body unlike the usual flat fish.

This fish was a small overlord of the freshwater. It had a huge body, but was not a Demonic Beast. It had simply attained its size by slowly growing through the years!

The fish swam over to the bloodstained water and opened its mouth as if it was drinking the blood.

The blood-red water reflected off the fish's eyes, casting a sinister red hue over its pupils.

But with a move of Bei Feng's blood and Qi energy, the fis.h.i.+ng line came to life again and shot forward at the speed of lightning. The two meter end of the line appeared in front of the fish and slashed through its body dozens of times in an instant!

The huge body was sliced into little pieces which sunk to the bottom of the lake.

Following that, Bei Feng flicked the fis.h.i.+ng rod hard, splas.h.i.+ng a few droplets of water through the air and pulling the line back up the sh.o.r.e.

The red glow also gradually dissipated from the line until it returned to its usual transparency.

When the blood and Qi energy he had sent into the fis.h.i.+ng line returned to his body, Bei Feng could feel a strange deft quality in it.

But the feeling disappeared quickly after a few revolutions around his body, leaving a sense of loss in his mind.

With a shake of his head, he threw the thought out of his head. Refining Qi into thread was not something he could accomplish yet.

Of course, the existence of the fis.h.i.+ng rod meant that it was much easier for him to master it!

"Meep!"

The little fox scampered over gaily with dew hanging all over its body. It ran in front of Bei Feng and shook its body roughly, sending dew all over the place.

Its two claws were holding onto a piece of leaf. Within it was a small red fruit the size of a thumb.

"Meep meep!"

The furry little creature pushed the fruit over to Bei Feng, urging him to eat with it.

A light smile appeared on Bei Feng's face as he scratched the little fellow on the back of the ears. Under the antic.i.p.ating eyes of the little fox, he picked up the fruit and placed it in his mouth.

Taste-wise, the fruit was pretty good. It had a unique clear flavor, and its flesh had a texture like rice.

But the fruit itself was just something that was a little more unique than ordinary fruits. It might have more nutritional value than other fruits, but it was definitely not some exotic spiritual fruit.

Bei Feng picked up the little fox and settled it on his shoulder. A layer of blood and Qi energy flowed out of his body, creating some heat which quickly evaporated the dew from the little fox's body, yet ensured that it did not feel too hot.

Right after Bei Feng left, the dark area at the center of the lake started to ripple violently. A gigantic head over three meters wide surfaced from the water and stared in the direction that Bei Feng was at before diving back down again.

Back at the villa, Bei Feng began to cook, while the little fox hung around on the side staring with its adorable eyes.

Apart from its innate abilities and a stronger mental power than other creatures, the little fox was really not much different from a regular fox. It could not digest too much of the energy from the Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King flesh.

***

At the foot of Mt Xi, in an ancient-looking mansion, a loud roar suddenly sounded out, reverberating in all directions!

A huge pressure rose up and enveloped the estate, causing everyone to feel as if shackles had been added to their limbs.

"That's the Patriarch!" Wu Zhongxing exclaimed excitedly.

"The Patriarch must have broken through to the Xiantian realm! That's great! Our Nie family finally has a Xiantian Lord!"

Nie Hai had almost been buried in stress dealing with the family affairs. One of the family clans whom they were not friendly with had recently produced a Xiantian Lord. In the recent period of time, that clan had been swallowing up the Nie clan's property slowly. But now that the Patriarch had successfully broken through to the Xiantian level, everything would be resolved quickly!

"The ancestors are watching over us! I never imagined that I would really manage to become a Xiantian Lord one day!"

Maniac Nie gripped his fists with delight. Right now, his body seemed to have returned to its prime, when he was at the peak of his strength. Every action of his contained great amounts of power!

Maniac Nie was 83 years old. About 20-30 years ago, he already held strength enough to be included among those unrivaled under Xiantian. Unfortunately, he sustained some injuries later on which prevented him from breaking through to the Xiantian realm.

Not long ago, Wu Zhongxing had brought back a Primordial Heavenly Fruit, fully fixing his injuries. He even managed to reach the middle stage of Xiantian in a single stroke!

Of course, the acc.u.mulated resources of the Nie clan over the years were really copious, and the Primordial Heavenly Fruit was only the pus.h.i.+ng factor. As the saying went, a firm preparation is the key to success.

The Nie clan Patriarch who originally had a head of white now looked like a man just past fifty. More than half of his white hair had even turned back to a glossy black!

The first thing Maniac Nie after exiting his cultivation was to obtain news about the enemy Zeng clan. After that, he directly went and killed the newly advanced Xiantian Lord!

In that moment, the Nie clan seemed to be riding on an incredible momentum. Various large clans came to their doorsteps, bearing all kinds of gifts.

Seizing the opportunity, Maniac Nie announced that he would be holding a grand ancestral wors.h.i.+p at the Nie ancestral mansion in Qingcheng on the second day of February.

***

As for Bei Feng, he was currently standing at the doorway of the sealed vault-room and looking about with a blank expression on his face. "There seems to be something missing?"

After the vault's door had been chewed through by the Cerberus previously, Bei Feng had not bothered about it. Refitting a new door was extremely troublesome, and since they had the Cerberus watching the house, there was no need to fear any thieves.

But now that Bei Feng was standing in the room, he could feel that something was missing. "Just what is it?"

He could not see anything different with the room, but he had a distinct feeling that something was gone.

"Pa!"

"I remember!"

Bei Feng slapped his forehead and exclaimed.

"The Dudou made of 100% Tianmu Silk! Where has it disappeared to?" Bei Feng wondered aloud. Various figures flashed through his mind before it finally settled on Mystic Moon!

At this moment, he could feel the corners of his mouth twitching violently. With a shake of his head, he went back to the kitchen and brought out the food.

While they were dining, Bei Feng's eyes kept drifting onto Mystic Moon, occasionally lingering on her chest...

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Have you looked to your fill yet? This Empress will fight it out with you today!"

Mystic Moon could not bear it any longer. She was grinding her teeth so hard that a scratchy sound could be heard.

This was not the first time that coa.r.s.e fellow had looked at her with those eyes. He was truly too detestable!

At the same time, she could feel an unexplained fl.u.s.tered feeling lingering on her chest every time the detestable fellow looked at her like that.

Since she couldn't do anything about the weird feeling, the most direct way to handle it would be to beat that fellow up.

Without any hesitation, she swung her dainty fist at Bei Feng. Although she did not know any martial techniques, she possessed a formidable Xiantian physique. As such, the force behind this punch was not to be underestimated! If it was a Qi refining Xiantian Lord in front of her, that person would most probably be floored by the punch!

"Pa!"

Bei Feng stretched out his hand lightly and caught Mystic Moon's fist within his palm. All the hidden power behind the punch was easily dissipated by him.