Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The sun hung high in the sky, and waves of heat rolled in.

The air was stifling, and even the sea breeze felt scorching.

The sea area that Niu Yaojin sought was indeed excellent; he had a bountiful catch today.

By the end of the morning, Jiang Yi had cast his net four times, catching not only more than ten silverback fish, but also a number of small mantis shrimp and small crabs.

Both of these seafood items are imbued with spiritual energy and have a delicious flavor. They are always in high demand in the market and can fetch a good price.

If we can maintain this level of success this afternoon, we should be able to earn at least two spirit stones today.

This is a rare source of income.

at this time.

Jiang Yi, shirtless and wearing only gray trousers, with a straw hat covering his face, was lying in the shack at the stern of the boat, taking a break to cool off.

Xiao Li had been awake for quite some time.

He trotted around the fishing boat for a while, then got so engrossed in the aroma from the fresh water tank that he couldn't tear himself away and lay motionless by the side of the tank.

The little tail swayed slowly behind it, showing no intention of moving even under the blazing sun and in the sweltering heat.

Its eyes were wide open, and it looked eager to catch fish. It would stretch out its little paws from time to time to try to catch fish, but after struggling for a long time, it couldn't even catch a single fish scale.

After waiting patiently for a while, a silverback fish finally swam close to the surface.

Little Pear's eyes lit up, and she quickly reached out with her claws to scoop it up, but the fish reacted even faster, flicking its tail and sinking to the bottom of the water.

The little guy failed to catch the fish and was instead drenched by the splashing water, his fur sticking wetly to his body, looking quite disheveled.

"Hiss!"

Little Pear was immediately enraged and started rinsing her face with her breath.

After calling out for a while and finding it useless, he slunk back to the stern and shouted loudly at Jiang Yi.

"Meow! Meow!"

"Shut up, or I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

Jiang Yi was driven crazy by the noise, so he ripped off his straw hat and glared at them fiercely.

"Meow~ Meow~"

Little Pear wasn't afraid at all. She shook herself vigorously, splashing water droplets all over his face, and still squatted there, calling out incessantly.

"Still making noise!"

Jiang Yi stared at it, wide-eyed.

They remained deadlocked for a moment.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly, sighed, picked up the little guy, and wiped him with a cloth.

He then went to the bow of the boat, scooped up a small fish about two fingers long, stunned it, and tossed it over with a look of disgust:

"Eat quickly, then go to sleep quietly and don't cause trouble here."

"Meow~"

Little Pear wagged its tail, sniffed the fish, and then swatted it away with its paw, showing no interest.

He stared intently at the live water tank, his eyes following the movements of several spirit fish.

Every now and then, he would lick Jiang Yi's beard and hum a couple of times.

It was obvious that they looked down on the small fish and were eyeing the delicious spirit fish in the cabin.

"Don't get any funny ideas. These are meant to be exchanged for spirit stones, not for you to squander."

Jiang Yi was not used to these habits.

To prevent the silly cat from bothering the fish again, I simply sealed the cover and went back to the shed to continue cooling off.

"Meow~"

Little Pear called out to him a few more times, but when there was no response, she turned her head and looked at the cover plate.

Finally, he pathetically smacked his lips and obediently started gnawing on the small fish...

"..."

Nearly two more hours passed quickly.

As the sun gradually sets in the west, clouds drift and gather on the horizon.

A cool breeze swept across the sea, dissipating much of the oppressive heat.

Perhaps because the sun was blazing, the fish had all dived into the deep water.

Several nets were cast during this period, but the harvest was meager, far less pleasing than in the early morning.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

Before long, Niu Yaojin slowly rowed his fishing boat closer and called out:

"The fish have stopped biting the net at this point, so casting it again would be a waste of energy. We might as well go ashore, cook a hot meal to fill our stomachs, rest enough, and then head back to the island."

Jiang Yi glanced at the sky, thought for a moment, and replied with a smile:

"Alright, it's getting late. Let's rest for a while and then head back. This place is really nice; we might as well come back again tomorrow."

He put on a long robe, rowed his fishing boat, and sailed with Niu Yaojin to a shallow beach.

They tied the rope to the rocks, then carried the iron pot, ingredients, and other items ashore.

This deserted island has little spiritual energy and can hardly be considered a treasure land.

The vegetation was still quite lush, and the sounds of birds and animals darting about could be heard from time to time in the forest.

The two did not venture further, but instead found a flat spot on the shore to start a fire and set up a pot, gutting fish and cooking soup, making sure the fishing boat was out of sight.

"Meow~ Meow~"

Little Pear woke up again, poked her little head out from her chest and looked around, chasing after the chirping of birds, appearing somewhat restless.

Jiang Yi was chatting and laughing with Niu Yaojin.

Hearing the sound, he looked down and casually picked up the little guy and placed him at his feet, letting him wander and play nearby.

Niu Yaojin took out his wine flask and took a swig. Looking at Jiang Yi's skillful and efficient cooking, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has changed quite a bit lately; we rarely see you doing these things anymore."

Jiang Yi slowly stirred the fish soup, his tone calm:

"With Master gone, I can only rely on myself from now on. There are some things I have to do."

Niu Yaojin nodded in agreement:

"That makes sense. Cultivators should have this spirit, never shying away from trouble or backing down in the face of difficulties, unlike those lower-level cultivators who spend their days scheming and complaining."

Jiang Yi shook his head and smiled. Seeing that the time was almost right, he served the other person a bowl of fish soup.

Then, glancing around, he thought of calling Xiaoli over to have a bowl of soup too.

But the little creature had already run to the distant beach and was teasing two sand turtles with its tiny paws, darting left and right, having a great time.

Jiang Yi smiled and let it be.

He poured himself a bowl of soup and chatted with Niu Yaojin about what had happened in the coral forest a few days ago.

Although neither of them experienced it firsthand, according to the cultivators present at the time, an undercurrent suddenly appeared on the seabed that day. Its momentum was violent and its impact was widespread. Many cultivators were swept into it and never returned.

As for the cause, there is still no definitive conclusion.

Recently, the commotion has gradually subsided, and many daring individuals have gone out in groups to investigate, hoping to seize an opportunity.

As dusk approached, the campfire crackled.

The two men, with smiles on their faces, sat on the ground, eating meat and drinking wine over a pot of fish soup, creating a relaxed atmosphere.

"Meow! Meow!"

Suddenly, Xiao Li's panicked cries came from afar.

Jiang Yi frowned and immediately looked over.

But then the little guy's fur stood on end, and he took off running towards us as fast as he could.

A huge tortoise was chasing after it.

Its shell was as black as ink, and it was half a zhang square. Its limbs were thick and covered with scales, and its eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

Clearly, it was startled and became murderous, wanting to swallow that wretched woolen dumpling whole.

"Xiao Li!"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yi suddenly stood up, and his magical power instantly flowed through his meridians.

A mysterious shuttle flew out from his waist, gleaming with spiritual light, and stabbed fiercely towards the giant tortoise.

"Ink-scaled Turtle! A Tier 1 demonic beast is lurking on this island!"

Niu Yaojin's expression also turned serious. He threw down his bowl and stood up, his hands quickly forming hand seals.

A jet-black bronze hammer hung in front of him, suddenly expanded, and smashed down with a heavy whistling sound!

"Awooo—!"

Faced with two attacks, the giant tortoise felt threatened and decisively abandoned the small pear, quickly retreating back into its shell.

next moment.

The shuttle and the bronze hammer struck the tortoise shell simultaneously, sparks flying and metal clanging!

But the pitch-black tortoise shell remained completely still, without even a faint scratch.

"Hiss!"

Xiao Li seized the opportunity to slip away, hurriedly hiding at Jiang Yi's feet.

Before he could even catch his breath, he instantly regained his confidence.

He immediately widened his eyes, arched his back, and taunted the large turtle hiding in its shell by breathing heavily on it.

His face looked both fierce and frightened, yet also rather silly...