God of Fishing

Han Fei booked a comfortable and spacious room with a small courtyard, a lotus pond, and low-level demon plants on the Crossing.

Feng Qingcheng was listening to Feng Xingliu telling her what happened during this period of time, which was slightly exaggerated.

“He fought a perfected Star Transformation Realm cultivator and killed a late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator?”

Feng Qingcheng looked at Han Fei in surprise and then listened to Feng Xingliu bragging, “Actually, I’m not bad either. I fought the late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator for three thousand rounds. Although I was seriously injured, he wasn’t much better.”

Han Fei couldn’t stand it anymore and said, “Yes, he’s not much better, but his hands hurt.”

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“Pfft!”

Wushuang couldn’t help but laugh. Feng Qingcheng was speechless, wondering when Feng Xingliu would stop bragging.

Feng Xingliu was about to fly into a rage, but when he saw Wushuang’s sweet smile, his heart melted.

In the house, Han Fei tidied up a piece of land and casually waved his hand, setting up the hot pot and barbecue grill. This scene made Wushuang and Wang Beichen a little confused.

In the next moment, Han Fei took out a bunch of regular prawns, clams, sea cucumbers, sea urchins, and Mantis Shrimps.

Han Fei said, “Feng Xingliu, you barbecue.”

Then, Han Fei smiled at Wushuang and Wang Beichen. “Please wait a moment.”

Wang Beichen frowned slightly. “How can a cultivator be greedy for food?”

At this moment, Feng Xingliu and Feng Qingcheng gave him a mysterious and slightly smug look.

Han Fei heated the pot with spiritual fire and put cold oil in it. As soon as the green onions, ginger, and garlic were thrown into the pot, the peppers were thrown in too.

“Chi la ~”

In an instant, the fragrance overflowed. Wushuang was refreshed and her eyes lit up. Before the ingredients were added, her appetite was already aroused. This was an experience she had never had.

Even Wang Beichen had never felt such a magical taste.

After the crab meat, dragon slices, lobster meat, and fish-faced meat were put into the pot, the pot made a “gurgling” sound. Then, Han Fei casually pinched out some Dao Patterns of Heaven and Earth, which swam on the fresh and tender meat in the pot.

This was Han Fei’s new cooking method. He directly wrapped the broth evenly on the ingredients. After one bite, the broth was neither too much nor too little. The ingredients were just right. As he chewed, he could still feel the original flavor of the ingredients in his mouth. The hot pot made this way tasted several times more delicious than the previous hot pot.

Wushuang and Wang Beichen had never seen such dazzling arrays for cooking. Although it was strange, Han Fei seemed to be quite good at cooking.

The hot pot and barbecue were ready in a moment. Han Fei took out the wine gourd and forged five exquisite glasses. He poured the wine gently into the glasses, filling the room with the fragrance of the Dao Enlightenment Wine.

At this point, the cups were placed in front of everyone, and Han Fei finally smiled and said, “Thank you for your help just now. Brother Beichen, your sword path is really powerful. I’ve seen a few sword cultivators before, but only two of them have this sword path.”

Wang Beichen couldn’t help but look at Han Fei. “Oh? Who is it?”

Sword cultivators had always been obsessed with the Dao of the sword. He recognized Han Fei’s strength, so he befriended Han Fei and trusted Han Fei’s judgment.

Judging from Han Fei’s strength, Wang Beichen believed his words.

Wushuang was also quite curious. Wang Beichen was a peerless Heavenly Talent of the East Sword Pavilion. How many people could compare to him in the path of the sword?

Han Fei smiled casually. “Actually, they aren’t very strong. One of them is called Tang Ge, who is only in the Sea Establishment realm, but I don’t know where he is now. The other is called Wang Yijian, who has just opened the sky. His sword path is wondrous. In the same realm, there are very few people who can resist his sword. This person is really a genius in the Dao of the sword.”

Wang Beichen couldn’t help but say, “Wang Yijian? He’s a Heavenly Talent that the East Sword Pavilion just recruited a hundred years ago. This person’s Sword Dao is indeed powerful and rare. If he weren’t in seclusion to transform his Origin Sea into a star, he would definitely have a place in this 10,000-year competition.”

“Oh, is that so? Did he go to the East Sword Pavilion?”

Han Fei didn’t expect Wang Beichen to know about Wang Yijian, but at least he got some information about an old friend from him. He was relieved. It seemed that Senior Sword God and Wang Yijian were still fine and had walked out.

Han Fei said, “Well, I’ve known him for more than five hundred years. He once said that he was going to the East Sword Pavilion, but I didn’t expect him to really go there.”

Seeing that Han Fei and Wang Yijian knew each other, Wang Beichen felt closer to Han Fei.

After that, Han Fei looked at Wushuang and smiled. “Miss Wushuang, when I met Wang Yijian and the others, one of them said that he longed for the Capital of Horror. That person’s name is Kong Shen, but he’s not very famous.”

Sure enough, Wushuang shook her head slightly, not knowing who this person was.

Han Fei guessed that it made sense. Wushuang was talented, and Kong Shen had opened the sky for tens of thousands of years. He was definitely not a Heavenly Talent, but his strength should have improved further. He should have embarked on the path of star transformation now.

After laughing, Han Fei said, “I can understand why Brother Beichen helped me, and I’m also slightly involved in the Sword Dao. However, I didn’t expect Miss Wushuang to help me.”

Wushuang smiled faintly. “The Heavenly Race has been the enemy of our Capital of Horror for a long time. Since ancient times, our two sides have never been on good terms. Therefore, it’s only natural for me to take action. I wonder who Brother Han Fei is? On the Crossing, news of your battle against the Heavenly Race has been spreading since five months ago.”

“Huh?”

Seeing that Han Fei was a little stunned, Wushuang said gently, “The Crossing is slow, but people come and go often. Your name has already spread throughout the Crossing.”

Feng Xingliu’s eyes glittered. “What about me? What about me?”

Wushuang narrowed her eyes and smiled. “Feng Xingliu is famous too. It’s said that you’re a Heavenly Talent from the South Sea Divine Realm. Everyone wants to see whether the Phoenix Divine Race or the Heavenly Race is stronger.”

Feng Xingliu immediately raised his head slightly. There was no telling where his confidence came from, but he couldn’t help but sneer. “Of course it’s the Phoenix Divine Race. A mere Heavenly Race doesn’t deserve to be our opponent.”

Han Fei and Feng Qingcheng chose to ignore Feng Xingliu’s words at the same time. Have you forgotten who you were beaten by? You were almost blown up by the Heavenly Race, and you still have the cheek to brag?

Han Fei beckoned, “Let’s eat and talk.”

Unable to resist Han Fei’s enthusiasm, Wushuang and Wang Beichen were also a little curious about the hot pot and barbecue.

After taking a bite, Wushuang’s smiling face immediately revealed shock. Although she quickly returned to normal, she soon picked up a garlic prawn.

Han Fei couldn’t help but secretly look at Wushuang, but he was a little disappointed. It seemed that she didn’t know these foods and this was the first time she had eaten them in her life.

Wang Beichen had a mouthful of hot pot and his expression was much simpler. He was only stunned for a moment before he stopped eating.

Han Fei asked, “Brother Beichen, why don’t you eat anymore? Is it not to your liking?”

Wang Beichen shook his head and said simply, “It’s too delicious and distracts me.”

Han Fei: “…”

Han Fei was speechless. Were all sword cultivators like this? That shouldn’t be the case! Some sword cultivators weren’t. Perhaps a genius like Wang Beichen was too harsh on himself.

During the meal, Wushuang asked tentatively, “Fellow Daoist Han Fei, you have the guts to challenge the Heavenly Race. I wonder which faction you’re from?”

Han Fei: “Would you believe me if I said I was an itinerant cultivator?”

Wushuang said, “It would be great if you were an itinerant cultivator. The Capital of Horror welcomes talents like Brother Han. If you come, we can offer you ultra-quality godly weapons and peerless divine techniques.”

Han Fei laughed. “I’m used to being undisciplined. I can go play when I have time. By the way, Miss Wushuang, you seem to have reached the late stage of the Star Transformation Realm?”

Wushuang nodded slightly. “Although I’ve reached the late-stage Star Transformation Realm, my foundation is still not solid yet.”

Han Fei thought to himself, If Wushuang were Xia Xiaochan, wouldn’t she be growing too fast? It had only been a few years, but she had already reached the late-stage of the Star Transformation Realm?

Besides, if she was Xia Xiaochan, it was impossible for him not to know, because the Yin-Yang double pendants he gave Xia Xiaochan had no reaction. It might just be a coincidence.

However, in case she didn’t wear the Yin-Yang Pendant now, Han Fei accidentally revealed the Yin-Yang Pendant on his waist. In the eyes of Wushuang and Wang Beichen, it was impossible for them not to recognize this was a godly weapon.

However, they didn’t have any reaction. They were probably thinking, How can you call yourself an itinerant cultivator with such a treasure?

After confirming that Wushuang was not Xia Xiaochan, Han Fei lost interest.

After Wushuang and Wang Beichen left, Han Fei and Wang Beichen agreed to have an exchange of swordsmanship.

Up to this moment, Feng Xingliu was still waving at Wushuang cheerfully, and Feng Qingcheng said, “Brother Han Fei, are the two of them really suitable to be friends?”

Han Fei smiled casually. “Wang Beichen’s purpose has been simple from the beginning to the end. He just wants to communicate with me about Sword Dao. My sword technique must have aroused his curiosity. As for Wushuang, it’s hard to say…”

Feng Qingcheng said, “At least she made you owe her a favor. And…”

Han Fei looked at Feng Qingcheng. “And what?”

Feng Qingcheng added, “And, I’ve heard this name before.”

“Huh?”

Feng Xingliu immediately turned his head around. “You’ve heard of her name? Then why didn’t you introduce her to me… Uh, why didn’t you mention her before?”

Feng Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him and said, “This person is indeed called Wushuang, but she also has another name: Wushuang the Demoness.”

“Wushuang the Demoness?”

Han Fei and Feng Xingliu were dumbfounded at the same time. This pure, beautiful, dignified, and demure girl didn’t even speak loudly. How could she be a demoness?

Feng Qingcheng shook her head slightly. Men!

She said, “This person participated in the selection in the Central Sea Divine Realm not long ago. Furthermore, as it happens, she also achieved good results like Sister. I just read some simple information about her when I paid attention to Sister.”

Han Fei frowned slightly. The same level as Feng Yu? And she participated in the trial in the Central Sea Divine Realm more than 300 years ago. It seemed that she was definitely not Xia Xiaochan.

Han Fei really couldn’t tell that. Feng Yu had already reached the perfected Star Transformation Realm. If Wushuang was as outstanding as Feng Yu, how could she have just entered the late stage of the Star Transformation Realm?

Besides, the name Wushuang the Demoness didn’t sound very friendly. Han Fei thought of the City of Horrors, which didn’t sound like a good place. How could there be such an innocent late-stage Star Transformation Realm cultivator?

Therefore, Han Fei made up his mind. He could befriend Wang Beichen, but as for Wushuang, he couldn’t trust her too much.