Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 444: Fate

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

On the clear surface of the water, a Golden Thread White Orchid bloomed atop a piece of coral.

The Golden Thread White Orchid was extremely rare in the Rosecloud Domain, only existing in the blessed lands of the six major sects, so it was surprising to see one here.

A slender hand gently grabbed the root of the orchid and lifted it up. It then carefully stored the plant in a jade box.

Turning around, Shen Qingdan made a satisfied smile. "My thanks, son of the heavens."

Tang Jie stood not far from her, his hands held behind his back. Several shark fiends hungrily glared at Tang Jie, but in the end, they helplessly turned and left.

It was as if the heavens really did favor Tang Jie. Wherever he went, all the fiends would stand aside, allowing them to easily gather fruits and flowers they came across. These vicious fiends that others stayed far away from were as docile as kittens and puppies in Tang Jie's hands.

Not too long ago, Tang Jie had even stroked the head of a sea fiend and walked a circle on its back.

The cooperation of the fiends made it very easy for them to move through the sea. If they hadn't been gathering spirit plants, they would have arrived on the Immortal island ages ago.

For Shen Qingdan, this was harvest season, but Tang Jie had no interest. He was willing to help Shen Qingdan to thank her for her previous help, to look for his ghost guard, and to hunt down the Beast Refining Gate disciples.

In this sea fiend hidden realm, everyone was scattered, so this was an excellent chance to hunt people down and weaken his enemy.

And it was also a chance for Tang Jie to comprehend some of the questions that had been on his mind.

In the battle against Chang Baimei, there were two matters that still deeply confused him.

The first matter was the sword intent sealed in the recommendation placard.

He hadn't realized it when using it, but after the battle, he felt like there was some deeper meaning behind it, as if Ming Yekong had left it there to

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