Gou Zai Qingluo Cave Heaven Cultivation

Last year, in order to support Bao Ge'er's education, Zhou Changgeng borrowed money from all over the place, and even considered swallowing his pride and asking Pan Jiang for help.

But upon inquiring, he learned that Pan Jiang had now become a "big shot" at the sixth level of Qi Refining, making it even harder for him to ask for help. Unable to raise any spirit stones, he finally had no choice but to grit his teeth and sell a few acres of his ancestral fishpond.

If it weren't for the release of Bingxinping fish food, Zhou Changgeng would probably have kept this deep brotherly affection buried in his heart for the rest of his life, too embarrassed to bother him.

Looking back on all that happened, it's truly heartbreaking.

Now that Pan Jiang has personally come to visit, it is clear that he intends to mend their old relationship, and Zhou Changgeng has also put aside his initial awkwardness.

At this moment, he had long lost the ambition of his youth and was now preoccupied with paving more paths for his grandson's future. He took the opportunity to laugh and said, "Brother, you flatter me. This child just loves to overthink things. The batch of fish bait that I asked you to try before was something that Bao-ge'er came up with himself by looking up ancient books."

"Oh? It was prepared by Baoqing?"

Upon hearing this, Pan Jiang's face showed great surprise. "Brother, you've been hiding your true abilities! Do you know that yesterday I took that bait to Qinglin Abyss to create a feeding area? Hey, not only did it attract a school of fish, but I also caught a rare 'Crimson-Bearded Spirit Carp'!"

Pan Jiang was also surprised.

He had been in the fishing world for many years and had used countless strange and wonderful baits, but this secret bait was absolutely perfect for groundbaiting. Its spiritual energy was contained and did not dissipate, making it fatally attractive to aquatic creatures.

Such amazing bait, and it was actually made by a young boy? If he didn't know Brother Zhou's character, he wouldn't have believed it!

Zhou Baoqing humbly replied, "Grandpa Pan, you flatter me. I was just lucky."

Zhou Changgeng spared no effort in introducing his grandson's skills, which aroused Pan Jiang's interest. He immediately threw out a few tricky questions about the bait ratio to test Zhou Baoqing.

Zhou Baoqing answered fluently and even offered some unique insights.

Pan Jiang nodded repeatedly, deeply moved, and sighed, "Brother Chang Geng, you've really raised a good grandson. Unlike me, I'm all alone, with no one to inherit my fishing skills."

But despite his feelings, Pan Jiang would absolutely refuse to get married and have children now.

He is only fifty-two years old now, in the prime of his life. As long as he puts in the effort and takes a chance, reaching the Foundation Establishment realm is not out of the question.

Just look at Zhou Changgeng in front of you and you'll know.

Once you start a family, your resources will be scattered. Your wife, children, and elderly parents are all things to worry about, and they are also a "burden" on the road construction.

Most importantly, having offspring means leaving oneself a way out, and the do-or-die, unwavering spirit of cultivating the Tao dissipates, and the single-minded determination to pursue the Tao is gone.

Therefore, although Pan Jiang expressed his admiration and envy, it was only a polite gesture on the surface. In his heart, he did not actually think that getting married early was a good thing.

Of course, Zhou Baoqing is an exceptionally intelligent and tactful child. Making good friends with him beforehand and establishing a positive relationship will ultimately be a worthwhile endeavor.

As they chatted, Pan Jiang slapped his thigh regretfully and said, "I'll take care of all your bait from now on. It's just that the production of bait is too small; it's not enough for all the old guys at our fishing platform."

Zhou Changgeng's heart skipped a beat. After deducting the cost of auxiliary materials and without needing labor costs, he could make a net profit of six spirit stones a month.

This is much more comfortable than raising fish!

Regarding production volume, he could only echo the sentiment, expressing that the limited production was indeed unavoidable.

After all, it's a small workshop, and to maintain secrecy, it's impossible to cultivate ice heart duckweed on a large scale, plus the manpower is limited.

It was a rare opportunity to reunite with an old friend, and Zhou Changgeng was in high spirits, so he naturally invited his old friend to stay for a simple meal.

The Zhou family spared no expense to entertain this distinguished guest.

Not only were three plump bluefin bream slaughtered and a smooth and tender egg custard made, but the old bluefin hen that hadn't laid eggs in a long time was also not spared.

Mrs. Chen specially spent a lot of money to ask Sister Lian to cook a nourishing dish called "Nine Treasures Nourishing Chicken".

Zhou Changgeng ordered Zhao Yuanqiu to go to Uncle Wang's house and fetch two jugs of spirit wine.

Although this was just country food, not as luxurious as a big restaurant, it was still quite sumptuous and represented the highest level of sincerity the Zhou family could offer.

During the meal, Zhou Changgeng personally served Pan Jiang a bowl of steaming chicken soup: "Brother, have a taste. You're always in the market town; where else can you find such authentic chicken soup from our water town?"

Pan Jiang took a sip and exclaimed, "Fresh and rich, with a gentle and mellow flavor—truly a delicacy!"

While the elders were drinking and chatting, Chen quietly picked up a chicken leg and placed it in Zhou Baoqing's bowl.

Zhou Baoqing looked up at his mother and saw Chen Shi smile lovingly at him, making no attempt to hide her favoritism.

Zhou Baoqing felt a warm glow in his heart.

He lowered his head and took a bite of chicken, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Sister Lian's cooking skills are truly amazing. This "Nine Treasures Nourishing Chicken" is tender and juicy, with a rich spiritual energy. It is even more delicious than the spirit pheasant meat that costs 150 spirit crystals per serving in Zhou's restaurant!

Upon inquiring about the price, they learned that, not to mention their own old hen that they had raised for a long time, just hiring Sister Lian to cook this dish cost them one hundred spirit crystals!

This is a friendly price because we're all from the same village.

He suddenly realized that the prices of the spiritual food in the Zhou family's dining hall were extremely cheap, definitely a kind of hidden benefit that the immortals gave to their internal students.

After a few rounds of drinks, Pan Jiang, having downed several cups of spirit wine, opened up completely and began telling Zhou Changgeng strange and wonderful stories circulating among fishermen from various places.

"There once was an old fisherman who never used bait. He would simply sit there, cast his empty rod, and the fish would willingly take the bait!"

"That's amazing?" Zhao Yuanqiu blushed and exclaimed in surprise.

"And there's something even more mysterious. I once heard from a fisherman from the south that someone didn't catch any fish, but instead pulled up an ancient bronze coffin sealed with an ancient sword technique. That person then soared to the heavens!"

Zhou Baoqing listened with great interest.

A fisherman can catch anything, besides fishing.

He had thought that fishing for immortal cultivators was nothing more than patiently catching aquatic creatures, but he never expected that such a bizarre and wonderful adventure would be hidden under this small fishing line.

"Wouldn't that mean you could get rich just by fishing casually?"

Do you think it's that simple?

Pan Jiang took a sip of his wine and said, "In those big places, there are special 'fishing clubs.' If you don't have a certificate from a 'fishing club,' you're 'fishing illegally.' If you get caught, you'll be fined spirit stones at best, and at worst..."

Pan Jiang didn't continue speaking, but you could tell from his tone that it wasn't going to end well.

Fishing club?

Zhou Baoqing was taken aback.

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own. I never thought a group of fishermen could put on such a grand show.

He was listening intently when Pan Jiang put down his wine cup, turned around with a smile to look at the two children from the Zhou family who had spiritual roots.

"Baoqing Yuanqiu, would you be interested in learning the art of fishing from Grandpa Pan?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Baoqing's heart skipped a beat.

Although fishing in deep pools and deep waters can be dangerous, as a beginner, as long as he avoids those dangerous areas, it should be fine.

If we could really catch a high-level spirit fish with this expert, not only would it satisfy our appetites, but we could also enrich the species in the Green Snail Cave. Wouldn't that be a great thing to get for free?

Besides, I've been busy with exams and making talismans lately, working non-stop like a spinning top. Fishing is a good way to cultivate my mind and relax.

This is a golden opportunity, don't miss it!

He immediately replied loudly, "This humble one is willing; I humbly request Grandpa Pan's guidance!"

Zhao Yuanqiu had always been fascinated by fishing stories, and upon hearing his cousin speak, he immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Me too!"

Pan Jiang had only asked the question casually because he was in a drunken mood, but he didn't expect the two kids to answer so quickly.

However, he didn't take it completely seriously. You see, a boy in his teens is at an age where he is playful, active, and has a lively personality. How could he possibly sit still by the water for several hours waiting for a fish to bite?

They're not like those adult monks who have lived through the years.

Thinking it was just a child's whim, Pan Jiang laughed and said, "Haha, good! Then when the clan school has a long holiday, I'll take you to see the wonders of this water!"