The Radiant Moon Immortal Canon and the Fishing Frenzy

A spiritual fish, embodying the ‘Radiant Moon’ phenomenon, was reeled out of the Sea of Clouds by Huangfu Jiashu.

The moment the spiritual fish was reeled in, a hazy moonlight descended from the sky, enveloping it.

A translucent, pristine moon disc slowly ascended, its clear radiance flowing.

Within the moon disc, countless tiny ice crystals seemed to condense and bloom.

Wherever the moonlight touched, all sounds ceased, and the Dao’s essence flowed ceaselessly.

The phenomenon lasted only a few breaths before the moonlight spiritual fish transformed into a streak of light and soared into Huangfu Jiashu’s token.

“Excellent, excellent.

You, young lass, possess quite a bit of fortune to obtain the Radiant Moon Immortal Canon.

Are you willing to take me as your master and become my direct disciple?”

A white-haired old woman, leaning on a staff, had appeared on Gongfa Cliff at some unknown point.

Her face, etched with countless wrinkles, was alight with a smile as she inquired if Huangfu Jiashu would accept her as a direct disciple.

“It’s actually the Peak Master of Bright Moon Immortal Peak—Elder Bright Moon! A Nascent Soul Venerable!”

“What kind of technique did she reel in to attract Elder Bright Moon to personally come and take a disciple!”

“Speaking of which, she just joined the sect, didn’t she?

I think I saw her during the assessment.”

“No way!

She just entered the sect and immediately became a direct disciple?!

What does that make me, after toiling for so many years as just an inner disciple?”

“Uh… it makes you persistent?”

“Damn it!”

****

Elder Bright Moon’s sudden appearance instantly sent Gongfa Cliff into an uproar, with everyone’s gazes converging on Huangfu Jiashu, some filled with envy, others with jealousy.

“Disciple pays respects to Master!”

Having learned the old woman’s identity from the murmurs of the surrounding disciples, Huangfu Jiashu, without a moment’s hesitation, decisively pledged herself to Elder Bright Moon’s tutelage.

“Hohoho, excellent, truly excellent!

This old woman’s legacy finally has an heir.

Come, good disciple, return to the peak with your master.”

With that, Elder Bright Moon lightly tapped her staff against the void, and in the blink of an eye, she and Huangfu Jiashu vanished from Gongfa Cliff.

Such was the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator!

As Elder Bright Moon and Huangfu Jiashu departed, the disciples on Gongfa Cliff gradually returned to their fishing spots.

Xia Yi, however, remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed on the place where Huangfu Jiashu had vanished, unable to shake the image.

This was because the ‘Radiant Moon Immortal Canon’ that Huangfu Jiashu had reeled in was one of the cultivation techniques originally obtained by Zhen Aoyu, the protagonist of the original novel.

Moreover, this immortal canon had provided immense assistance to Zhen Aoyu.

By using the Radiant Moon Immortal Canon to absorb the yin-cold energy of the moonlight, the power of the Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art could be elevated to a new level.

It formed a crucial component of Zhen Aoyu’s mid-stage combat prowess.

Now, however, this Radiant Moon Immortal Canon had been taken by an unknown female disciple.

Furthermore, it was highly probable that Zhen Aoyu had not even become an inner disciple yet.

Evidently, significant changes had occurred in the plot, unbeknownst to Xia Yi.

The current trajectory of the plot gave Xia Yi the distinct impression that Zhen Aoyu was no longer the protagonist.

Yet, this thought was dismissed by Xia Yi as quickly as it arose.

For anyone who had followed the original novel, Zhen Aoyu was undoubtedly the protagonist, despite Xia Yi’s transmigration before finishing it.

He was absolutely certain that Zhen Aoyu was the protagonist, at least he had been before Xia Yi’s transmigration.

It couldn’t be that Zhen Aoyu wasn’t actually the protagonist, but rather a villain who had usurped the protagonist’s position, could it?

That would certainly make things interesting.

Shaking off these strange thoughts from his mind.

Regardless, this change boded well for Xia Yi; the weaker Zhen Aoyu became, the greater Xia Yi’s chances of survival in this world.

However, it was not yet time to relax.

Even without the Radiant Moon Immortal Canon, Zhen Aoyu, as the protagonist, could still find other means to enhance his combat strength.

Except for that singular Demonic Sword, whose fortuitous encounter was irreplaceable.

Without the Demonic Sword, Zhen Aoyu’s combat power would be diminished by at least half.

No matter how the plot diverged, Xia Yi’s primary objective was to safeguard the Demonic Sword and prevent Zhen Aoyu from acquiring it.

As long as Zhen Aoyu lacked the Demonic Sword, Xia Yi was confident he could suppress him.

The thought of the Demonic Sword’s extraordinary combat prowess gave Xia Yi a headache.

He wished he also possessed an immortal sword.

Lost in these thoughts, Xia Yi returned to his fishing spot and chatted with Bing Yingying.

Realizing it was nearly time to lay bait, Xia Yi transformed the spiritual energy, imbued with his Vast Righteous Sword Intent and purifying power, into a fishhook and cast it into the Sea of Clouds.

Thus began his first fishing expedition.

However, the very instant Xia Yi cast his hook…

The entire Sea of Clouds seemed to boil.

Suddenly, some of the ‘fishing old-timers’ who had been praying to gods and Buddhas found fish biting their hooks!

“Holy crap!

I’ve got a bite, I’ve got a bite!”

“Hahaha, Fish Immortal above!

This humble one vows to offer daily sacrifices to you from now on!”

“I was almost ready to jump in and grab a fish myself, and you’re telling me they’re biting now!”

“Hiss… is this what it feels like to not be a ‘blank flyer’?

What do I do?

This blow is too great, I think I’ve forgotten the way back to my cave abode?”

****

In that instant, every disciple engaged in fishing found a spiritual fish of cultivation technique biting their hook.

Yet, the ‘culprit’ responsible for all this—Xia Yi—found that no fish were biting his hook, or rather, none could bite his hook.

It wasn’t that there were no fish attempting to bite; rather, there were too many, making it impossible for any single one to actually latch onto the hook!

For instance, at that very moment, a slender, jade-colored spiritual fish, shaped like a long sword, was poised to bite.

Suddenly, a spiritual fish resembling a colossal sword leaped from the Sea of Clouds and smacked the slender fish away with its tail.

Just as the colossal sword-fish prepared to bite, a phantom sword-fish abruptly emerged, ramming the colossal sword-fish away.

Every single fish yearned to bite the hook, yet not a single one succeeded.

It was uncannily similar to a scene from Tom and Jerry, where Tom tries to fish.

The sight left Xia Yi utterly dumbfounded.

“Dude, did you feed these fish ice?

Why are there so many of them?”

“Good heavens, we’re busting our backs just to get one bite, and you’re here wholesaling them?”

“Hiss… brother, you truly are a divine physician!

I think I’ve remembered the way back to my cave abode again.”

****

As the commotion around Xia Yi grew, disciples from all over Gongfa Cliff were drawn towards him.

Not only were people gathering on the cliff, but the fish in the Sea of Clouds were also congregating.

If the previous struggle among the spiritual fish had been akin to melee combat, then the current contention resembled a Second World War.

Moreover, it was rapidly escalating towards modern warfare, with Xia Yi losing count of how many sword shadows had whizzed past him.

The sky was ablaze with multi-colored spiritual energy, much like the late-game bullet hell of some 2D pixel game.

This forced the surrounding spectators to retreat a considerable distance, watching the ‘fireworks show’ from afar.

Behind him, Bing Yingying’s expression was etched with worry.

“Look, an Elder is coming!”

“The Peak Master of Myriad Swords Immortal Peak, Xuan Tian Sword Immortal, is here?!

That’s my idol!!”

“The Pavilion Master of Hidden Sword Pavilion, Ling Xiao Sword Saint, has also arrived!”

Yet, even with the arrival of Immortal Peak Masters, the battle for the fishhook above the Sea of Clouds showed no signs of abating.

Instead, a bizarre scene unfolded where the very ‘phenomena’ themselves began to fight each other.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, those rare, once-in-a-century phenomena dropped their pretenses one by one.

They unleashed techniques like ‘Iron Mountain Lean,’ sneak attacks, and elbow strikes, completely shedding their former aloof and dignified demeanors.

This forced the disciples on Gongfa Cliff to re-evaluate their understanding of these phenomena.

“Wait, these phenomena can actually attack?

And they know my ‘gege’s’ moves?”

“What’s that?

They even know ‘Lao Da’s’ moves!

If it let out another cry, I’d suspect my ‘Lao Da’ had been resurrected.”

“I understand the reasoning; I can comprehend why two Sword Immortal Elders would come.

But why have even the Peak Masters from other peaks arrived?!”

“Indeed, even the Peak Master of Celestial Maiden Peak is here.

Don’t they refuse male disciples?

What’s going on?”