Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Several hours passed in the blink of an eye.

As dawn broke and twilight descended, the sea breeze dispelled the daytime heat.

"Splash—!"

Beside the deserted island, Jiang Yi used his arms to pull the fishing net out of the water once again.

He looked down into the net, and his mouth immediately broke into a wide grin.

This net yielded a good harvest.

Apart from one blue-scaled fish, there were several other miscellaneous fish that were worth a decent price.

The scales gleamed brightly, jumping and leaping about in the net.

Jiang Yi picked up the fishing net and poured it into the live water tank at the bow of the boat.

He gazed at the school of fish swimming happily inside, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Today's trip should net me at least two spirit stones, and with good luck, maybe even more.

He shook his aching arms and looked up at the sky.

As the sun sets and twilight deepens, only a faint, dark red glow remains.

It's time to sail back.

Jiang Yi unfurled the fishing net, hung it on the side of the boat, then pulled the anchor, raised the sail, and began rowing.

They slowly changed course and headed towards Qingluo Island.

A cool sea breeze blew against my face, causing my clothes to flutter in the wind.

Jiang Yi looked around, observing the changes in the sky and the sea.

"what?"

A short while later, he raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a soft exclamation.

His hands slowed down unconsciously as he stared intently at a deserted island not far away.

It was dusk, and the view was excellent.

The morning mist had long since dissipated, and the evening fog had not yet risen.

The sea stretches to the horizon, vast and boundless.

But on the southern cliff of that deserted island, wisps of mist drifted and lingered among the cliff walls, refusing to dissipate in the wind.

It stands out prominently on the clear sea surface.

After gazing intently for a moment, Jiang Yi's heart stirred, and he murmured:

"It cannot be dispersed by the wind, it remains stagnant and orderly, unlike the rising steam, but rather like the breathing of a living creature. Could it be that a group of sea clams inhabits this place?"

Thinking of this, a hint of joy welled up in his heart.

Sea clams are timid by nature and are usually nocturnal, rarely leaving any trace.

They only emerge from the water in groups when night falls and the moon rises.

Where they gather, misty fog often forms, obscuring the vision of seabirds and their predators, thus protecting themselves.

Sea clams are prized for their plump and nutritious meat, making them very popular in markets.

A small number of clam species with exceptional bloodlines and long lifespans may even transform into demons and produce pearls within their bodies.

This pearl is formed from the essence of the moon and the spiritual energy of water. It has a wide range of uses, is very valuable, and is of great benefit to spiritual practice.

A glint flashed in Jiang Yi's eyes.

After a slight hesitation, it decisively adjusted its course and slowly rowed toward the deserted island.

Such an opportunity is rare and precious; if it truly is a habitat for sea clams, then it should not be missed.

No one knows when the clams will migrate.

If we don't go today, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack when we try to find it again, and no amount of regret will help.

He looked around and carefully controlled the boat's speed.

Before long, the fishing boat approached the deserted island.

The island is not large, and its terrain slopes from south to north.

To the north is a gentle slope with dense forests, while to the south are steep cliffs and jagged rocks.

Worried that he might scare away the sea clams, Jiang Yi moored his fishing boat on the shallow water to the north.

The area is dotted with reefs, and many boulders are partially exposed above the sea, scattered at varying heights.

It's more than enough to hide a fishing boat, and it looks completely unremarkable from the outside.

He quickly dropped anchor, lowered the sail, and secured the tow rope firmly to the reef.

After confirming that no one was around, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped onto the shallows, quietly making his way towards the south side of the island.

"Meow~"

A lazy meow came from inside the collar at just the right moment.

Little Pear was half asleep, thinking she had arrived home. She stretched and slowly poked her head out, waiting for the meal to begin.

He looked around, then paused, blinked, and looked at Jiang Yi with a puzzled expression.

"Be good, don't make a sound."

Jiang Yi kept moving, scanning his surroundings warily, then patted the little guy's head and whispered reassuringly:

"When the master makes a fortune, he'll give you an extra chicken leg."

"Meow?"

Little Pear tilted her head, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Before long, he put his doubts aside and was drawn to the birdsong around him.

It wagged its tail, climbed onto the shoulder in a few quick movements, and squatted down, turning its head left and right to examine the treetops.

Jiang Yi smiled, concealed his aura, and walked quickly through the mountains and forests.

Soon they emerged from the dense forest and approached the southern side of the island.

He looked around, lowered his body, and tiptoed to the edge of the cliff. He quietly peeked out and looked down.

Below the cliff, waves crash and tides surge, splashing up countless sprays of water vapor that rises and lingers.

Amidst the water vapor, wisps of thick white mist, heavy as cotton, obscured the view at the bottom of the cliff.

The sound of the tide crashing against the shore could only be faintly heard; the specific situation could not be seen at all.

Jiang Yi held his breath and stared intently for a long time, the corners of his mouth gradually turning up.

Although he couldn't see the clam clearly, he could tell from the scent of the white mist and the subtle traces left between the rocks.

There are indeed sea clams in this area, and their numbers are probably quite large.

It seems like my luck has truly turned around today!

A few breaths later, a fluffy little head peeked out from the side.

They stealthily peeked out from the cliff, mimicking the action and peering down.

Observe for a moment.

Jiang Yi looked away and glanced up at the sky.

As dusk settles and darkness descends, stars are faintly visible on the horizon.

We can't rush into action yet.

Sea clams only surface when the moon is high in the sky; that's the perfect time to catch them.

He made up his mind, glanced at the sneaky-looking Xiao Li beside him, and almost laughed.

He reached out and lifted it up, then turned and left the cliff, quickly returning along the same path.

"Meow?"

Little Pear licked her beard, her little face full of confusion.

Jiang Yi hurried along, and chuckled softly:

"No rush, it's still early. Let's go back and fill our stomachs first, so you don't cause any more trouble later."

A moment later, the man and the cat returned to the shallows where the fishing boat was moored.

Jiang Yi looked around and, seeing no one else, secretly lowered his guard.

They caught two fresh spirit fish from the cabin and walked to a sheltered rock on the shore.

They gathered dry firewood to start a fire, deftly scaled and gutted the fish, and soon skewered them, placing them beside the fire to slowly roast...

Time flies.

The afterglow quickly faded, and the sky grew completely dark.

A few stars hung in the sky, appearing and disappearing, while the bright moon slowly rose from where the sea met the sky.

The campfire had long since died out in the dense forest along the coast.

Jiang Yi closed his eyes slightly, leaning against the trees as if dozing off, playing with the Xuan Shuttle in his hand, waiting for the right moment.

Beside him lay a large leaf, and two plump spirit fish, now reduced to mere skeletons.

Little Pear was lying there, happily devouring the fish bones, gnawing on them with relish and making crunching noises.

A long time has passed in the blink of an eye.

The bright moon moved to its zenith, its silvery light cascading down like a waterfall, illuminating the night sky.

"It's time to make a move..."

Jiang Yi opened his eyes at the right moment, got up, brushed off the grass clippings, and quietly headed towards the cliff.

"Thump—!"

However, they hadn't gone far when a strange sound suddenly came from the night and drifted far away on the wind.

Jiang Yi's heart tightened, and he instantly hid behind a tree, frowning as he looked towards the source of the sound...