Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 61

'So it's just a coincidence…'

Although that was what he thought, Bei Feng still felt some degree of unwillingness in his heart.

"Look at the MCs in other people's novels. Which of those people who obtained Systems were not OP? Their Systems were even more reliable than bringing an old grandpa in a ring with them! If there was anything they didn't know, the System would clarify it for them. But as for me, my System is simply like a dead fish! It won't even twitch in response when I call upon it…" [1]

Bei Feng grumbled gloomily.

Looking at the revolting toad before him, Bei Feng did not dare to attempt to remove the hook from it. The two creatures were simply too dangerous. If he were even slightly careless, he would become the first casualty.

"Bam!"

With a thought, Extreme Arctic Frost appeared, smashing into the ground with a huge bang.

Bei Feng directly hoisted the fishing line, toad and all, setting them down right beside Extreme Arctic Frost which was emanating copious amounts of Frost Qi.

"Ka ka!"

A light, crispy sound appeared as a layer of ice appeared around the huge toad, freezing it with visible speed!

Ten minutes later, a sparkling ice toad sculpture lay glistening in the sun, an enrapturing icy mist continuously rising off it into the air. By now, the toad within the sculpture appeared to be deader than dead.

Bei Feng remained cautious, staying away from it. Creatures like toads and snakes were known to be very good at playing dead. They had rather high resistances to the elements, and Bei Feng was not about to risk his life just for an ugly toad.

Ignoring it, he left the toad beside Extreme Arctic Frost for 30 minutes. Under such conditions, surely even the most resilient Grade 1 Demonic Beasts would be dead without a doubt!

Before he left it to freeze, Bei Feng had asked Bai Xiang to buy a huge wine vat from the village.

Right as he finished removing the hook, Bai Xiang had also returned with the vat.

Its diameter was one meter, and its depth around three meters.

The vat was already filled with wine, and was relatively heavy. However, it seemed almost weightless in Bai Xiang's arms.

The wine was the most ordinary of wines, and only costed 3.50 yuan per catty. This was not some kind of branded wine. Instead, it was something that was produced domestically by the locals.

As for whether a wine like this was good or not was a highly debatable subject. Some people absolutely loved the texture of this kind of cheap, coarse wine, while others hated the burning sensation that came along with it.

Bei Feng lifted the lid and was immediately greeted by the strong, stinging smell of cheap alcohol.

Lifting the vat slightly, he poured some of the wine away and immersed the repulsive-looking toad sculpture and the purplish-red centipede in the remaining wine.

It was fortunate that the mouth of the vat happened to be wide enough. Otherwise, Bei Feng would really have a headache trying to squeeze everything inside.

Having successfully immersed the poisonous creatures into the wine, he placed a thick and heavy lid over the vat and poured some water onto the groove of the lid to prevent the wine fumes from dissipating.

Finally, he carried the entire vat into a dark and cool room, placed a heavy stone on the lid and only then could he relax.

"I'm only 3,650 experience points away from the promotion to level 2 Fisherman. I wonder if there will be any new functions unlocked at that time..."

Initially, the target of 10,000 experience points felt so far away and impossibly difficult to attain. But without him noticing, more than half had already been acquired!

If his luck was good, he should be able to reach the 10,000 experience points with just four or five more catches.

Bei Feng was filled with anticipation as his thoughts travelled in that direction. He was almost seized by a desire to run back to the Ancient Well and continue fishing immediately!

Of course, that was only wishful thinking on his part. There was only one opportunity to fish everyday, and his attempt for the day had already been used up. If he wished to utilize the fishing system again, he could only wait for the next day to do so.

Bei Feng stowed away the Purple Bamboo Fishing Rod and walked past the yard, revealing a pitying smile as he looked at the three people lying on the ground, seeming as though they had gone through hell and suffered unspeakable horrors.

As soon as he reached the Banyan tree, Bei Feng started on his routine exercise.

As he practiced the movement sets of the Minor Illumination Technique, he constantly ruminated on inventing a martial technique based on the movement sets, which would be the most suitable one for him.

"Everytime I reach this part of the technique, it always feels rather disjointed. It's like something is missing…"

Bei Feng mumbled in puzzlement. He raised his hands above his head and, as before, a strange yet powerful pressure appeared above him!

It pressed down upon his body, causing him to use all his strength just to resist it!

While Bei Feng appeared to gradually become unable to hold on, the pressure was still gradually increasing. The pressure seemed endless, as though it would keep increasing forever!

In such a situation, he could no longer spare any attention to consider anything else. Bei Feng could only grit his teeth and focus on withstanding the pressure with all his might, for as long as possible!

Alas, Bei Feng's strength was not inexhaustible. Eventually, even he found that he was unable to withstand the continually increasing force anymore!

Under such pressure, it was like he was confined by a great force. No matter what he tried, he was unable to move his extended arms to strike forward, or to shift the strange pressuring force away!

"Kacha!"

Both his arms had been dislocated again. They dangled by his side, completely limp.

"Bai Xiang, give me a hand here."

Bei Feng walked over to the yard where Bai Xiang and the three Bei Feng Guards were sparring, his arms swaying uselessly along his sides. To say that the four were sparring was putting it extremely kindly. Any outsiders who looked at this scene would be horrified beyond belief. It was like a gangster movie where a gigantic thug was beating up some men, not even sparing the children; while the other three was doing everything they could to resist valiantly and survive.

Of the three, Mystic One was the most lightly injured. Bai Xiang had stayed his hand against the little girl, and she had also cleverly hidden herself behind the other two Mystics, using them as meat shields.

Mystic Two and Three were in a much more terrible state. Their faces and bodies were covered in huge, bulging bruises, and they looked extremely miserable.

"Boss, why are your arms dislocated again?"

Bai Xiang was weirded out. What was the boss playing at? Perhaps he liked to do those sorts of things to himself? He knew that there were some people who liked to slash their wrists with a switchblade, but to go to such extremes...

"F*ck, we can finally get some rest… with my face swollen like this, how long will it take before I can show my face in public again?"

Mystic Two and Three scurried to the side, where they pulled out their mobile phones and snapped a few selfies to examine their faces. Looking at the swollen noses and gigantic bruises which decorated their faces, the two felt a wave of depression sweep over their hearts.

"Kacha!"

Bai Xiang felt around Bei Feng's shoulder and, with a light snap, set his arms back into place.

Just like that, an entire afternoon passed. Another generous portion of Imperial Shrimp meat was prepared, and with the addition of some dipping sauce on the side, dinner was quickly concluded.

With that meal, the legs and pincers of the Imperial Shrimp had finally been finished, and the only part remaining was the back and tail portion.

Apart from that, there was also the lobster roe which Bei Feng had not yet savored.

After dinner, Bei Feng took a quick bath and washed away all the accumulated sweat from the day's workout before lying down on his bed, relaxing in front of the TV. With so many new helpers around, he did not have to worry about miscellaneous stuff like cleaning the utensils anymore.

As for the three Bei Feng Guards, they only had the energy to take a quick bath before falling onto their beds like zombies.

The day had not been easy at all for the three of them. Especially Mystic Two, who was twitching violently even in his sleep. It was as if he was getting beaten up even in his dreams…

"Bree… bree!"

With the departure of the Vampiric Vine, a new group of cicadas had taken up residence on the Banyan tree in Bei Feng's yard. This bunch of cicadas was chirping merrily early in the morning, creating a raucous din before the sun had even risen.

Bei Feng leaped out of his bed, completely refreshed. He did not exhibit even the slightest signs of being a bed potato.

After grooming himself briefly, he roughly shook awake the three Bei Feng Guards who were still deep asleep and headed up the mountain with them dragging their feet behind him. Mystic One was still asleep as she rode atop the shoulders of Mystic Two.

Standing atop the wide stone platform, the three looked at Bei Feng in puzzlement. The sky was still dark, and they were completely clueless about Bei Feng's motive in bringing them all the way out here at such a weird timing.

"I've mentioned previously that the top three would get an additional reward. What I'm about to give you is an amazing breathing technique."

Bei Feng looked at the befuddled trio with a slight smile on his face.

"Boss, what's this breathing technique? What is it used for?"

Mystic Two gathered his courage and asked tentatively.

"Watch carefully. I will only demonstrate it once."

Bei Feng only smiled and made no reply. He quickly adjusted his state of mind, and began executing the Minor Illumination Breathing Technique's movement set.

'What the hell is this? Some kind of religious dance?'

The three were completely bamboozled.

From their point of view, Bei Feng's movements were slow and slanted. They looked exactly like those of a toddler learning how to walk!

The movements also looked similar to the Taiji Fist practiced by old people in the parks. Bei Feng did not explain anything to them, and they could only endure their impatience and continue watching the strange movements.

[1] ED/N: MC = Main Character, usually only one person if there are multiple main characters; OP = Over-Powered, meaning much stronger when compared to the rest of the setting and/or other characters.

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