The Angler Who Chummed on the Moon Is About to Go Bankrupt

The moonlight, like water, flowed into Wang Xuan's room through the French windows, casting a soft, white glow. Although it was midnight, it wasn't dark; the room was quite hazy.

His body was covered in blue substance, and the near-real energy flowed into his body, making him energetic. At this moment, he sensed something and suddenly opened his eyes.

What's going on? A huge hook is right in front of me, so bright and shiny!

He was somewhat dazed; had he fallen into a dream?

Then, his eyes changed. How could he be asleep? He was bursting with energy, why would he need to sleep? He was furious. How could someone be so blatant as to try and hook him?!

This is outrageous! This is in his home, in his bedroom, and a hook just falls from the sky!

"How arrogant! They really don't take me seriously, coming all the way to my house to fish. And they're so stingy, they didn't even bother with bait, they just snag me?!"

Wang Xuan was furious. He couldn't stand it. The other party was being blatant and making no attempt to hide it. They were using such a big hook, weighing several kilograms, to anchor him!

He dodged the icy hook, wanting to hurl insults at the fisherman, asking who he was, where he was, and demanding he be dragged down and beaten to death!

The fishing hook flew over silently again. Wang Xuan pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sword beam shot out, aiming directly at the line. However, the sword light silently disappeared into the line and was absorbed!

This changed his expression; the newcomer was hostile, fierce, and extremely powerful. He opened his Spiritual Heavenly Eye and immediately became alert. This giant hook contained eighty percent Sun Gold —it was no ordinary object; it was divine iron!

This material immediately reminded him of his experience in the Land of the Dead, where the mysterious creatures on the moon used this kind of Sun Gold to catch him.

There was also that kind of silk thread, crystal clear, but this time it was very thick, about the size of a finger, and the inside was engraved with dense patterns, like stars, and the material was similar.

"Why are these creatures from the dead here in the Old Earth?" His expression immediately became extremely solemn. He looked up at the night sky through the window. The moon hung high in the sky, tinged with a faint blood-red hue!

Upon closer inspection, tonight's moon resembles a bloodshot eyeball, somewhat eerie and unconventional, and doesn't appear particularly clear.

Whoosh!

The big hook came again, gleaming and cold-looking, and almost anchored itself in his mouth.

"This is outrageous! Where's the bait? We used to have scriptures, but now you can't even part with a single manual. Who do you think you are?!" Wang Xuan dodged again.

Furthermore, a short sword appeared in his hand, resembling bronze, but definitely not; it was about the length of a palm, and he slashed at the fishing line without hesitation!

Back then, it was this short sword that cut the fishing line hanging in the dead ground.

Moonlight streamed into the house, illuminating the ancient blade in his hand. Now, Wang Xuan activated the secret chapter of the Dao Slaying Sword Scripture, merging it with the physical sword in his hand. The short sword seemed to come alive, humming and vibrating, instantly becoming extremely dazzling, like a great sun rising, transforming into a sword wheel.

Sizzle!

The sword flashed, sweeping across the finger-thick transparent fishing line. Without a sound, the line snapped, but Wang Xuan didn't feel entirely at ease; he didn't feel like he had struck something solid.

In the void, the fishing hook glowed and disappeared into the night sky with a whoosh. But the broken line did not leave. The dense runes inside lit up, and the room became soft, as if many snow-white feathers were floating.

It was a shower of energy light, like feathers, like pure white snowflakes, falling down like a beautiful dream.

Furthermore, Wang Xuan's spirit felt lightheaded, as if being drawn away by a mysterious force, which forcibly pulled him away from his physical body.

Something's very wrong. This time, it seems they're trying to lure away his soul.

In an instant, Wang Xuan mentally prepared himself, just in case.

His primordial spirit was clad in a white robe, with a Silver Beast Skin Book, and his head was wrapped in a golden animal skin with two holes burned into it. He held God Slaying Banner and concealed Iron Stake.

Tonight's visitor is clearly hostile; even the broken line hasn't caused a ripple. It seems they're determined to lure him away, but he remains relatively calm.

After all, Fang Yuzhu is right next door. If a really tough guy comes tonight, then we'll have to ask the strongest Daoist Master to take action.

He hasn't called for help yet; this is just the beginning. How will he know he can't handle it if he doesn't give it his all? After all, men usually find it hard to swallow their pride when asking women for help. But... he doesn't really care.

Whenever something seemed amiss, he would readily call upon Fang Yuzhu to join forces and kill the enemy; it didn't matter who killed more or fewer.

"The power to pull a person's primordial spirit is so strong!?" Wang Xuan frowned. The situation was more serious than he had imagined, and the surrounding void was even distorting.

His mind left his body; he was forcibly pulled out, sucked to the window, and then quickly pulled into the moonlit night sky!

He suddenly shook the God Slaying Banner in his hand, golden patterns intertwined, fixing his primordial spirit and preventing it from rising upwards. The newcomer was hostile and extremely powerful, and he wasn't so foolish as to willingly follow the fishing line.

Under the night sky, above the reed-covered lake, there seemed to be large feathers, or perhaps a heavy snowfall. Light kept falling, entangling him, trying to carry his spirit away to the pale red moon.

Wang Xuan calmed his mind, composed himself, and fixed his Divine Statue in the void. His primordial spirit seemed to be rooted here, staring at the source of the fishing line. The moon, which looked like a bloodshot eyeball, was becoming more and more eerie.

"Is it the real moon? Or is it some kind of energy moon that's obscuring the real moon and hanging there horizontally?" He didn't really believe that someone was anchoring him on the moon.

He stood firmly there, resisting with the God Slaying Banner, unwilling to leave, and said disdainfully, "So stingy, not even willing to throw in a decent bait, who do you think you are? Sooner or later, I'll smash your head into a dog's head!"

"Hmm, there's a fresh scent of grass and trees?" He was taken aback. He was in his Primordial Spirit State, yet he could smell this scent. He couldn't help but look up.

You've misunderstood them. Actually, there's always been a temptation, but it's just a bit far away. Above the fishing line, there are floating herbs, which must be Spiritual Great Medicine.

"You think you can tempt me with just a medicinal herb? I've even picked the Heavenly Herb!" Wang Xuan scoffed. Who did he think he was? Did they really think he was a country bumpkin?

However, he was quickly moved, not because of his words, but because he hadn't noticed before that there were various objects above.

In the misty white fog, high in the night sky, there are scriptures, eggs that look like Sacred Beast, jade blocks, weapons, bottles and jars, and many herbs!

Wang Xuan showed no joy; instead, his expression turned slightly cold.

They really think they're fishing for him, scattering all sorts of bait as if they're trying to bait the spot—they're just asking for trouble!

His eyes gleamed, and without moving, he shook the God Slaying Banner. The golden patterns expanded and quickly rolled upwards, successfully capturing the nearest herb and bringing it back with a whoosh.

"It can't compare to the Heavenly Medicine, but it's still a spiritual herb, so it's not bad. Giving it to Qing Mu and Qin Cheng would be a great fortune for them."

He stopped moving and called out to Fang Yuzhu, "There's a fisherman up there willing to throw in some good stuff. There's no need to be polite. Let's get the peerless fairy to escort us and pick it all up!"

"Fairy Fang." He whispered, guessing that the commotion in the night sky had already alerted Fang Yuzhu.

Sure enough, bathed in the clear moonlight, Fang Yuzhu appeared, also flying into the night sky in her primordial spirit form. In this Exhausted Era, her physical body might be able to ascend, but there would be many limitations.

At this moment, she looked almost the same as in her physical state, wearing a white shirt and straight pants, looking neat and tidy. With such a good figure, she could overcome any obstacle and looked stunning in anything she wore.

Clothes are naturally formed from spiritual energy.

Even in such modern attire, she still exudes an ethereal beauty. In the moonlight, her black hair flows freely, her fair face is radiant, her eyes are deep and beautiful, and her whole being is enveloped in a soft glow.

Recently, flip-flops have become her preferred comfortable choice, and the current makeup she's wearing looks somewhat unusual under the moonlight, with her toes appearing white, translucent, and glossy.

She came to Wang Xuan's side without saying a word, but a faint Mist Silk and a halo appeared around her, which could conceal her aura.

Clearly, she didn't want the creature on the moon to discover her. Wang Xuan's eyes lit up; was she planning to sneak up and take down that creature?

"Fairy Fang, is the other party from the Land of the Dead? What is their condition?" he asked.

Fang Yuzhu nodded and said, "In an era where mythology is gradually decaying, they will also decline, but there is a glimmer of hope that they can outlast a little longer."

She didn't go into details because the Land of the Dead was somewhat mysterious to the beings behind the Great Curtain, and only high-ranking individuals like herself would come into contact with it.

In the eyes of unparalleled experts, the Lost Land is one of several alternative options, but this path is not very promising, as it is rugged and difficult, especially since there are some unpredictable things behind the Lost Land, and the water is very deep.

"Someone might try to take over a lost land in the future," she said calmly. "If this gets out, it will definitely cause a huge uproar."

The deceased have always been ridiculously powerful and unimaginable. Some even say they are the Previous Incarnation to the Great Curtain, or perhaps the future.

"Let's go." She and Wang Xuan walked side by side, their figures Clear and Transcendent against the night sky, heading towards the moon.

Wang Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and started picking up all sorts of "strange things" along the way—scriptures, herbs, weapons, and so on. There were quite a few, but in his opinion, they were nothing special.

Until an egg appeared, after being infused with energy, it emitted a faint golden light, which surprised Fang Yuzhu, who said, "Phoenix Bird Egg is rare, but it cannot be hatched in this era, and it is also inherently deficient."

Wang Xuan was moved. This fisherman wasn't stingy at all, he even released the egg of such Divine Bird and Sacred Beast. This was really too... hateful. Did he think he was so easily tempted?

"You can keep it. Even if it doesn't hatch, you can still make scrambled eggs with tomatoes or steam it later," Fang Yuzhu said, her bright eyes and white teeth speaking in such a down-to-earth way.

Wang Xuan nodded. That makes sense. Being thrifty and managing a household well are good qualities; we shouldn't waste money.

"That creature is confined within a special energy ring. It can't get out, so it's not in any immediate danger. You can pick it up as you like," Fang Yuzhu told her.

Why bother with formalities? Just loot it all! Wang Xuan used the God Slaying Banner and swept across the area, taking everything in front and above without any hesitation.

He discovered that as he climbed higher, the environment had changed. There were no fishing lines now, only a green vine ladder with leaves hanging down from the moon not far away.

Fang Yuzhu said, "This is Spiritual Heavenly Vine. If it were you, without the God Slaying Banner, you would probably have difficulty escaping and would be taken away by the vine ladder tonight."

Wang Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he said, "They really... have me cornered? Luckily, my roommate... my best friend is a celestial being!"

"Something's not right. It might not be a normal descent from the dead. It's a bit unexpected." Fang Yuzhu looked at the blood moon above, which seemed very close, with the Heavenly Vine Ladder swaying there.

Wang Xuan thought for a moment, then called out again. This shameful fisherman hadn't given enough. He stood there and wouldn't leave, shouting, "Are there any more scriptures? Are there any more supreme treasures? Are there any more heavenly medicines? If not, I'm leaving!"

"Hey, Ancestor Zhang, this is interesting! Look, some fishermen are baiting their hooks. Let's go and bankrupt them!"

In Ancheng, on the rooftop of a hotel, the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor and Zhang Daoling illegally crossed the railing and came to the rooftop, where they were drinking, with the entire city's night view in sight.

Zhang Daoling looked up, took a swig of wine, and said, "Shidi, is it them? They tried to fish me out back then. Let's go, if it really is them, I'll smash those big red eyes of theirs!"