Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

"I know you were selected from a fishing village as a promising immortal, and I feel a little reluctant..." Senior Brother Ye in blue robes sneered, "But don't you think about it? Without us immortal masters, where would these mortals come from? Without us protecting the island, these ants would have long since become food for demonic beasts. Not to mention, we also bestow spiritual food, allowing all people to be fed. What a great deed this is! A mere blood sacrifice is a minor flaw in a perfect jade, it doesn't affect the overall situation..."

The young man surnamed Ye opened his arms wide:

"Moreover... these 'dragon serpents' contain a trace of dragon bloodline. After breaking through to the second tier, they have a greater chance of developing a demon core, which is the main ingredient for refining 'Foundation Establishment Pills'! Without them, how many second-tier demon beasts would our Azure Sea Sect have to venture deep into the demon sea to kill before we could be lucky enough to obtain a single second-tier demon core? What would happen to the cultivation paths of our many Qi Refining disciples? Junior Brother Zhang, if you disobey this, you will be disobeying the overall situation of our Azure Sea Sect. Even if your master is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he cannot protect you!"

Junior Brother Zhang could only remain silent, watching Senior Brother Ye make hand seals and mutter incantations.

As the magical power surged, a strange blood talisman was activated and fell into the body of the serpent on the hillside.

The serpent struggled incessantly, but its strength was insufficient.

It's just a newly ascended demon beast, equivalent to an early-stage Qi Refining cultivator. How could it be a match for Senior Brother Ye, who is at the mid-stage Qi Refining level?

Moreover, there are also "Demon-Controlling Talismans" specifically designed to counteract bloodline limitations.

Immediately, the fierce light in his eyes faded, replaced by a hint of docility.

"Haha, good snake, come with us."

Senior Brother Ye laughed and flew away on his green leaf magic weapon.

Amidst the gusts of wind, the junior brother's voice could still be faintly heard: "All 108 islands, is that all possible?"

"Junior brother is overthinking it. Even with the medicinal wine we specially had the villagers brew, plus the help of martial arts practitioners' qi and blood, a success rate of 20-30% would be remarkable... Most of our disciples would return empty-handed. And once it becomes a demon beast, it's difficult to advance to the second tier if left to roam freely. We must bring it back to our sect and use the 'Dragon Transformation Pool' to give it any hope... This is a serpent with dragon blood; for ordinary demon beasts, advancing to the second tier is equivalent to a cultivator establishing their foundation—a formidable chasm..."

"I've heard that after the Sea Dragon's birth, there's a wondrous sight of ten thousand fish paying homage... So those half-demon treasure fish sensed a breakthrough opportunity and came to compete for it?"

"Haha, Junior Brother, you are indeed exceptionally talented and quick to apply what you've learned... After all, those mortals feed the snakes with their own bodies, so we have to give them something in return to ensure their snakes continue to thrive every year..."

……

The sky was bright.

Fang Qing pushed aside a rock and left the cave where he had hidden the night before.

This cave was naturally used to conceal himself. He had not been far from the altar last night, so he immediately dug three feet into the ground to hide. Then, with the help of the omnipotent power of the 'Dao Sheng Zhu', he returned to Ancient Shu and had a good sleep.

"Wait... what's this?"

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Outside the cave where he was hiding, a strange "tunnel" had suddenly appeared.

A strange, fishy odor lingered in the tracks, which, after a while, even seemed somewhat fragrant.

Fang Qing followed the track for a few more steps and arrived at Panlongbo, where he saw a scene of utter chaos.

Many offerings were overturned, wine jars were broken, and the medicinal wine inside was nowhere to be found.

The same is true for those strongmen.

On the ground, he picked up a few broken blue scales, which glittered dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"So hard!"

After just a slight attempt, Fang Qing knew that he definitely couldn't break the scales.

"Among these strongmen, there were some experts... Unfortunately, in the end, I was the one who survived."

He shook his head, then looked at the track, which was thicker than a bucket, and roughly understood: "Snake path...a demon snake?"

"If it is a snake-like demon beast, mortal martial artists are no match for it."

"It even... discovered my hiding place last night, which means this snake demon has excellent tracking and exploration abilities... If I hadn't actually been away from the island, I'm afraid I would have been in grave danger... Old man Cha, you owe me a huge favor."

Just as Fang Qing was muttering to himself, the first rays of morning sunlight finally shone on Panlong Lake.

Splash!

A shimmering expanse of water, resembling the rolling waves of the sea.

Those weren't ocean waves, but the backs of fish. Countless large fish crowded together, forming the spectacular sight of "ten thousand fish paying homage"!

"This body of water... must be connected to the sea by a waterway... otherwise there wouldn't be so many sea fish..."

Fang Qing murmured to himself, his eyes suddenly narrowing as he accurately spotted several unusual species among the large number of fish.

One of them, with fiery red scales, was the treasure fish – the Red-scaled Sea Bream!

There is another one with a third eye on its forehead, which is called the "Three-eyed Sea Bream".

"Small Green Dragon, Turbot, Autumn Killer Knife Fish, Golden-tailed Grouper..."

Fang Qing swallowed hard, feeling that the knowledge about the treasure fish taught by Old Man Cha was too little, and he couldn't even recognize some of it.

"Hurry up!"

His eyes were a little red. He immediately went to the edge of the pond, plunged into the water, and squeezed himself into the swarm of fish. His face was full of the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Fang Qing's swimming skills were average; he had studied for a few months and could barely manage to swim.

The key point is that at this moment, amidst the swarm of fish, one is completely swept along by the current.

He swam vigorously, getting closer to the precious fish.

"This takes much more physical effort than swimming..."

Fang Qing felt pain all over his body, when suddenly! Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of crimson!

"Red-scaled sea bream!"

He moved with lightning speed, his hands turning completely crimson, and accurately caught that touch of crimson.

Slippery! Hard!

Along with it came an immense force, making Fang Qing almost think he had caught a cow instead of a fish!

Even though he was extremely careful, the feel of water is ultimately different from that on land.

The red snapper suddenly struggled and immediately escaped the red sand's grasp, joining the school of fish.

"Damn it... again!"

Fang Qing immediately turned around and grabbed at another 'little green dragon'...

……

"Faster...faster! Maybe we can still catch the 'Ten Thousand Fish Paying Homage'!"

Old Man Cha mingled with the crowd and ran towards Panlongbo as soon as he landed on the island.

His face showed a mixture of shame and anticipation.

That young man... I hope he survives.

Ruan Qi mingled in the crowd, but his mind was elsewhere.

When the group arrived at Panlong Lake, they found the altar in disarray, and the thousands of fish in the lake had dispersed. Only one boy remained, soaking wet, clutching a small green dragon in his hand.

"Fang Qing?!"

Old Man Cha's voice was full of surprise.

Ruan Qi's face was extremely gloomy, especially after not seeing his younger brother, it looked as if he was about to burst into tears.

"I was lucky; not only did I survive, but I also caught a baby green dragon..."

Fang Qing held up the blue sea fish in his hand, smiled broadly, revealing his white teeth: "Perfect timing to give Zhu'er an extra meal when we get back..."

……

Dahua Fishing Village.

Fang Qing glanced at the sky and prepared to eat.

The main meals were still the kind of pastries made from seaweed, with the occasional addition of dried fish.

Just then, Old Man Cha walked in, carrying a large blue-and-white porcelain bowl: "Fang Qing...sigh, I have nothing to say. This is 'Azure Dragon Soup,' with many precious medicinal herbs added. Drink it..."

Fang Qing accepted it, a smile appearing on her face: "Uncle Cha, you're too kind. This was promised beforehand, how could I possibly covet Zhu'er's things?"

"She has pearls, but too much would be too much for her... You drank the Azure Dragon Soup, which will at least increase your power by three years, enough for you to make a living at sea..."

Old Man Cha pulled out another money bag containing a few silver shells: "Consider these as your travel expenses. If you are not selected, leave this place... Ruan's Ah Qi suffered a loss this time, and I'm worried he might cause you trouble."

Thank you.

Seeing Old Man Cha's expression, Fang Qing did not refuse and accepted the "Green Dragon Soup".

This soup is mainly fish soup, with some grass roots and stems in it, and the taste is quite ordinary.

He finished drinking with a frown, and soon a warm sensation rose in his lower abdomen.

"drink!"

Fang Qing clenched his fist and immediately assumed a fighting stance, beginning his practice of the "Red Sand Hand".

Once! Twice! Three times!

The usual ailment that would cause body aches after two hours did not manifest this time.

He seemed to have broken free from some kind of constraint, practicing the "Red Sand Hand" over and over again, neglecting to eat or sleep...

By the time they came to their senses, the moon was already high in the sky.

"So strong!"

Fang Qing looked at his hands, now restored to their natural state, fair and delicate: "I can now defeat several versions of myself from before... Is this the Treasure Fish? According to Old Man Cha, it's equivalent to three years of internal energy?"

With a thought, the power of his Red Sand Hand instantly transformed into 'Primordial Qi', and then into the power of 'Thousand-Pound Drop'.

At this moment, Fang Qing discovered that his "Primordial Qi" had already reached the size of half a grain of rice.

"A thousand-pound weight!"

He unleashed his Thousand-Pound Drop technique, his thighs instantly thickened, and his feet moved as if riding the wind.

The "Thousand-Pound Drop" technique is a clumsy skill, but with mastery, it transforms into agility.

At that moment, a thought crossed his mind, and his body shot out of the old man's house in a flash, arriving at a deserted rocky beach.

After entering a cave surrounded by seawater, Fang Qing used the passage to generate pearls and returned to the ancient Shu land.

……

Inside the cave.

Looking at the two treasure fish with their gills pierced and their bodies taut in a semi-bow shape, yet still lively and energetic, Fang Qing nodded in satisfaction: "As expected of half-demons, their vitality is truly tenacious... Of course, my fish-binding technique also deserves credit."

This was a rare opportunity, so he caught more than one treasure fish; the other two were moved here.

"Sigh...it's been so long since I've had grilled fish."

Fang Qing sighed, took out his fish-gutting knife, and started to deal with the 'three-eyed sea bream'.

The most valuable part of this precious fish is the third eye between its eyebrows, which is believed to improve eyesight.

Fang Qing cut off a piece of white, translucent fish slice. After thinking about it, she still couldn't get used to eating raw fish, so she grilled it over a fire. It had a slightly numbing sensation in her mouth.

"This three-eyed sea bream, the heat after eating it actually rushes to my head... it's a bit different from the blue dragon soup I had before..."

A moment later, he rubbed his belly and looked at the last one, the "Golden-tailed Spotted Fish." This fish was somewhat similar to the Eastern Star Spotted Fish, but its tail was golden.

Fang Qing thought for a moment, then cut off the fish's tail and head and made a pot of fish soup.