Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 273

After the meal, Mystic Moon and Bei Feng continued with their own matters as if nothing had happened.

Bei Feng reined in his thoughts and went to the yard to practice the Minor Illumination Body Tempering technique. But try as he might, he could not suppress the tiny wisp of happiness in the deepest regions of his heart.

After a short moment of cultivation, Bei Feng stopped and went back to his room for a bath. He simply could not muster the mood to continue practicing today. After a moment in the bathroom, he went back to the garden and sat down on a chair with a blank expression. It was unknown what was running through his mind.

Bei Feng looked wistfully up at the faint blue sky and the puffs of fluffy white clouds which formed all kinds of different shapes as they drifted above his head.

"Mystic Three," Bei Feng called out as he leaned back on the chair. His mood was freed, and he felt exceptionally comfortable and satisfied. Mystic Three was nowhere near the garden, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

At this moment, Mystic Three, who was in the guest hall of the villa minding his own business, suddenly heard a voice as if it had been transmitted right into his ear. Without any delays, he quickly set down his work and hurried over to Bei Feng respectfully.

It was unknown what Bei Feng said to him, but Mystic Moon left with a strange expression on his face.

***

At the same time, the core members of the Nie clan, a full 128 people, were rushing towards Qingcheng.

"Old Wu, you mentioned that the Primordial Heavenly Fruit was obtained by our Nie clan's ancestral mansion's keeper? He's not even 30 years old but he managed to snatch it from a bunch of Evolved Jing masters?" Maniac Nie inquired as the car cruised down the road.

"Patriarch, it is indeed so. Truly, the young deserves respect."

Wu Zhongxing sighed heavily. If Bei Feng had not given the Primordial Heavenly Fruit to him, Maniac Nie would not have managed to break through to the Xiantian realm.

"Then, from your judgement, do you think the lad is suitable for joining our Nie clan?"

Maniac Nie fiddled with the teacup in his hand absentmindedly. It was unclear what was running through his mind.

"Character-wise, there are no issues. To be able to hand over a Primordial Heavenly Fruit just to repay a debt of kindness is not something ordinary people are able to do. But the way I see it, the chances of him joining our Nie clan is not high."

Wu Zhongxing hesitated for a moment before replying. Although he had only met Bei Feng twice, he could tell that the young man had a deep-rooted aloofness and even arrogance in his heart!

"How would you know without trying? Ordinary methods would obviously not work with a young genius like that. But what if I betroth Qing Cheng to him and promise to groom him properly with all our might? Do you think he will still remain unmoved?" Maniac Nie said with a light chuckle. However, the reaction in the car was completely in direct contrast to his calmness.

"Patriarch, you can't!"

"Right, Grandpa! It's just a mere keeper we're talking about; what rights does he have to lust after my sister!?"

Nie Yun nearly fell off his seat in his anxiousness. Maniac Nie truly did not do things in an expected manner!

"Patriarch, I, too, feel that this matter is not very appropriate. No matter what, it's just an Evolved Jing master. With our Nie family's influence, we can easily invite a large number of Evolved Jing masters if we want to!" Nie Hai also spoke up.

"Hur hur, don't be so anxious, this is just a last-resort measure. No matter what, we should meet this youngster first. Let's send an invitation over to him as well for the ancestral worship ceremony."

Maniac Nie seemed to have become more gleeful upon seeing the drastic reaction by the rest.

***

As for Bei Feng, he was still siting comfortably in the garden's pavilion with a cup of tea in one hand and a roll of ancient text in the other.

A simple thread bound Book of Dao by Lao-Tze was enough to cause Bei Feng to be exceedingly engrossed. Just reading it caused his body to relax and his mind to calm.

"There is nothing under the heavens as flexible and gentle as water. But in terms of might, there is nothing stronger than it. There is also nothing which can truly change it. The weak can prevail over the strong, and gentleness is the bane of strength. There is none under the heavens who do not know this, but most cannot carry it out in practice."

Bei Feng fell into contemplation as he pondered upon the true meaning of this verse. If he applied the verse to his own cultivation, his current blood and Qi energy would be like a piece of metal, or a solid wall!

But refining Qi into thread required one to have a balance between rigidity and gentleness, resulting in great might!

"There must be good reason for the texts written by the ancient people hundreds to thousands of years ago to circulate to the present day. The texts contain the logic behind the actions and morals of the people, and hidden within those words are wisdom which also expounds on the theories behind cultivation!" Bei Feng mumbled with shock. He was quite certain that the person who authored this book was definitely a person well versed in the martial Dao!

Every word provided him with numerous inspirations, and every read-through would give him a different understanding of the text. Only a person with cultivation far exceeding his would be able to induce such an effect!

Bei Feng put the book away. It was enough to read it a once or twice in a single sitting. Since every read-through would give him different comprehensions, it would instead produce the opposite effect if he read too much without first solidifying his understandings.

Only after he digested the comprehensions he'd gained from the reading could he continue reading it again. At that time, it would be a different experience again. Taking a leaf out of the ancient people's book, reviewing the old could produce new results!

The day passed quickly, and the next day, Lin Mei and Mystic Moon arrived slightly late. Lin Mei brought Mystic Moon into a room, and nobody knew what they were doing.

But Mystic Moon looked rather happy when she came out. From time to time, she would also look down at her chest.

"Boss, there's someone here with an invitation."

Mystic Three handed a dark gold invitation letter to Bei Feng. When he came in in the morning, the guard at the gate informed him that there was a letter for Bei Feng, so he brought it in with him.

Bei Feng frowned lightly and spoke with some surprise, "Hm? The Nie clan's grand ancestral worship ceremony?"

What kind of debts were the hardest to return? It was those stemming from personal favors! This was especially so for people who valued the honor of their words.

Fortunately, Bei Feng had already returned the favor with the Nie clan. Neither side owed the other anything now. There was also no harm in paying them a visit.

It was already the 21st of January now, so there weren't many days until the ancestral worship ceremony.

Bei Feng pondered for a moment and kept the invitation card. There wasn't any harm in going to take a look.

A moment later, he climbed up to the mountain peak again and looked down the cliff.

A feeling of mightiness surged through his chest, and he could feel his mental power rising up without limit!

Bei Feng's entire mental power seemed to have left his body, growing stronger and stronger! From the perception of the mental power, he could see his body standing on the same spot, motionless!

"Po!"

The mental power suddenly shot downwards at a crazy speed, charging directly into the Taiji diagram on the ground. Like a fish leaping into water, it sunk into the ground seamlessly!

His mental power swam about freely in the body of the mountain, completely unhindered by the rocks and stones. Bei Feng also had no way to control the direction at which it was flying.

He was like a bystander, silently watching his mental power's progress.

Numerous wisps of grayish-black smoke-like Qi suddenly wrapped itself around Bei Feng's mental energy. He could feel his mental power growing cold, as though there was a layer of ice on it.

At the same time, a layer of ice had formed on Bei Feng's body who was still standing on the cliff with his eyes closed. No matter how bountiful or scorching his blood and Qi was, the layer of ice could not be melted!

Although the ice looked realistic, it was actually not something which had formed in the physical world. This ice could not be touched by hand, yet still emanated Frost Qi as if it was real.

Bei Feng's mental power was soon entangled by the grayish-black smoke. However, it did not feel cold to the mental power. It only felt a comfortable coolness.

The deeper it dived into the mountain, the more grayish-black smoke would appear!

All of a sudden, Bei Feng's mental power phased right through a huge boulder, entering a gigantic underground cavern!

The cavern was completely dark to a point where one would not be able to see their fingers if they stretched them out in front of them. However, he could also feel that beneath this water logged underground cavern were countless numbers of life with potential!

The mental power began to sink downwards. It was unclear what the true depth was, nor how deep the waters were.

Overhead, a huge white-colored Grade 6 creature suddenly opened its eyes. It seemed to have detected something, but after a sweep of its perception, it could not find anything. After that, it closed its eyes and began sleeping again.

Chapter end