Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
In the western part of the Zephyr Mountains, past the primary mountain group's Nature Zone, was a mountain called the Mountain of the Throneseeker.
The mountain had a strange rock that looked like a boat, its two ends sticking out in the air. Only a single point in the middle made contact with the summit, so it also looked like a balance. Even a gust of wind would have this strange rock on the summit swaying.
But no matter how the rock swayed, it never fell over. It was as if some god was keeping it in place.
A person sat on this suspended rock, seated in meditation, his eyes closed. He even held a fishing rod, the long fishing line dropping off the side of the rock.
It was Tang Jie.
There was a piece of bloody meat attached to the end of the fishing line.
The meat let off a powerful odor as it lay on the ground, and it wasn't long before a badger fiend was drawn over.
This badger fiend was only at the lower grade of Spirit Sensing. For a little guy who had only just become a fiend, this fresh meat still had a lethal attraction.
It looked around and then cautiously came over. When it felt like there was no more danger, it lunged over to take a bite.
Just as it bit down, the fishing line went taut, pulling the badger fiend into the air.
The badger fiend flailed in the air like a fish, and the fishing line occasionally flashed with spiritual light.
At this moment, a voice suddenly shouted, "Tang Jie!"
Tang Jie's hand trembled, and the fishing line snapped. The badger fiend dropped from the air, rolled a few times on the ground, and swiftly ran off.
Tang Jie didn't chase after the fleeing badger fiend. He drew back the fishing line and looked at the break. "It seems I'm still very far away from drawing energy into a hair-thin line that can stretch for a thousand kilometers."
The rabbit fiend, Tutu, praised, "This Fiend Fishing art is a secret art of my Heavenshade Domain, and it's perfect for tempering one's control and operation of spiritual energy. T
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Another time skip! After all that battling and adventure, it's time for Tang Jie to get some proper cultivation done.