Chương 17: The River of Myriad Treasures

Whoosh!

Above the void, a long river rolled on, its waves rising and falling, each wave reflecting the scenery of a world. Precious light shone from the riverbed, projecting scene after scene into the air.

A young boy and girl are hiding from their pursuers in a dilapidated temple. After the girl calls out "Brother Jianchen," the door to a new world is opened.

A short old man and another old man with one side of his body wrapped in bandages were arguing heatedly. Suddenly, the bandaged old man lost his temper, said "You'll regret this," and slammed the door and left.

A powerful being stormed into the realm of gods and demons, unleashing a bloodbath that shrouded heaven and earth, and an immeasurable calamity of slaughter.

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The River of Myriad Treasures is a river, yet it is not a river; it is opportunity, it is chance. Using one's own energy as a rod and fate as bait, one can fish for treasures from all the heavens and myriad realms.

This river was originally a river flowing in the chaotic world, but it was brought back to the primordial world by the Tongtian Sect Leader and placed in the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion.

Above the long river, a female immortal shrouded in starlight sat on a seven-aperture immortal stone, holding a wisp of Great Luo Qi in her hand, quietly waiting for the treasure to take the bait.

This woman was none other than the Golden Spirit Mother, one of the most remarkable figures in the primordial world. In terms of innate talent and cultivation, the Golden Spirit Mother surpassed even the Cloud Fairy. Unfortunately, it was precisely because she was too outstanding that she suffered a catastrophic fate.

The Holy Mother of Wudang may escape, but the Holy Mother of Jinling must die!

Many people would be restless and unable to eat or sleep if the Holy Mother Jinling did not fall. Under the siege of the Three Great Bodhisattvas, the Mount Squad, and the seven-person group led by the Burning Lamp Taoist, the valiant and loving Holy Mother Jinling fell.

"Senior Sister Jinling!"

Fang Yang was not surprised to see the Golden Spirit Mother fishing, because the Golden Spirit Mother was a well-known air force member in the Jie Sect.

Duobao Daoist caught three innate spiritual treasures and twenty-one divine objects from the Wanbao River, Guiling Shengmu caught one innate spiritual treasure and three divine objects, and Wudang Shengmu caught a pure white lotus.

Even Fairy Qiongxiao, who came to the River of Myriad Treasures as a reward from the Tongtian Sect Leader, obtained a divine artifact from it.

Only the Golden Spirit Mother has an unusually bad fate; she always catches some inexplicable things.

Once, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit caught a book called "Golden Spirit Is No Fish in a Pond." She thought it was a scripture praising her, but when she opened it, she was furious.

"Junior brother, this is your first time coming to the Wanbao River to try your luck. Learn from your senior sister. Just watch from the side, and your senior sister will tell you how to catch an innate spiritual treasure."

The Golden Spirit Mother naturally noticed Fang Yang's arrival. However, nothing was more important than fishing for treasure.

Golden Spirit Mother had already sensed that her destiny had arrived. At this moment, even if it were Daoist Duobao, let alone Fang Yang, she would not be distracted.

After giving a brief response, she continued fishing for treasure.

Upon hearing the Golden Spirit Mother's response, Fang Yang felt a strange sensation. Did all air force personnel enjoy imparting their experience to newcomers?

However, he actually watched the Golden Spirit Mother fishing with great interest. He wanted to see if this top air force expert of the Intercepting Sect was just a name without substance.

"They're here!"

Suddenly, a warm smile appeared on the face of the Golden Spirit Mother.

She smiled gently, her entire face glowing. In that moment, she felt all the joy in the world concentrated on her alone. At that instant, she was the happiest person in all the realms!

She took a deep breath, and the starlight around her suddenly surged, the Milky Way descended, and endless star power was added to the fishing rod formed by the energy of the Great Luo.

"rise!"

"Buzz—" The Wanbao River trembled, its rolling waves suddenly stilled, and a thick beam of precious light pierced through the water, soaring straight into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yang thought to himself, "Could it be that the Golden Spirit Mother will be able to break the Air Force's curse today?"

The corners of Jinling Shengmu's mouth were already turned up, and she began to explain to Fang Yang: "Junior Brother, remember this. When you encounter an opportunity, you must be as calm and collected as your senior sister. The greater the commotion in this River of Myriad Treasures, the more precious the treasure you catch. Your senior sister is now..."

Boom!

The treasure in the river finally broke through the water, and a dazzling light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Myriad Elephant Pavilion as if it were daytime.

"A primordial spiritual treasure, absolutely a primordial spirit."

The excited voice of the Golden Spirit Mother stopped abruptly, and the smile on her face froze instantly, because she saw clearly the treasure she had fished up.

The golden light faded, revealing a golden sphere of light.

This sphere of light radiates light and heat at all times, bestowing life upon all things and bringing light to the world.

This is a star!

Yes, it is a star in the mortal world, not the sun in the immortal world. A star that generates energy and emits light and heat through nuclear fusion.

boom!

The Golden Spirit Mother weakly dispersed the energy in her palm and released Hengxing back.

If she had fished up a sun star, she might at least have obtained some of the sun's essence. But if she had fished up a mortal star, it would have been of no use to her.

She wants a star, and she can create one anytime. Why does she need to come to Wanbao Changhe to try her luck?

"The Intercepting Sect's number one air force truly lives up to its reputation!"

Fang Yang saw it clearly from the side; he didn't mock the Golden Spirit Mother. Anyone could encounter such a situation.

"This is outrageous!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit gazed at the Myriad Treasures River, somewhat captivated. She extended her ten fingers, condensing ten fishing rods from her own energy, and continued fishing.

The Golden Spirit Mother's behavior clearly indicates that she was extremely angry.

Fang Yang was speechless. Fishing is about fate, not luck. As long as the total amount of fate remains the same, no matter how much luck is generated, it's all in vain.

"Junior brother, you just saw it yourself. The Myriad Treasures River is unfathomable and unpredictable. Once you encounter an opportunity yourself, you'll understand everything."

Suddenly, the Golden Spirit Mother spoke to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang didn't laugh once from beginning to end. He solemnly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister is absolutely right. Junior Brother has learned a lot."

After saying that, he found a fishing spot that looked decent and started fishing.

He slowly released his Golden Immortal aura, condensing it into an invisible fishing rod. With a flick of his wrist, the rod fell into the Myriad Treasures River.

Fang Yang stood on the riverbank, his aura calm and peaceful, quietly waiting for the opportunity to arrive.

Fishing in the heavens is merely a form of entertainment. He's already a disciple of a sage; no opportunity can compare to his status.

He could simply ask the Tongtian Sect Leader for any opportunity he needed. Even if the Tongtian Sect Leader couldn't provide it, wasn't there still the Hongjun Ancestor above him?

If the Master of the Heavens could take some time to visit his teacher at Zixiao Palace and show his filial piety, all the problems would be solved.

However, if he could actually find an opportunity by fishing, Fang Yang would be very happy. Everyone likes opportunities, and no one would complain about having too many.