Now that Fang Yuan had settled on his own path, not even the temptation of exotic beasts could shake his resolve.
He followed the river, picked out several suitable spots, and began his grand fishing scheme.
"Sea Beasts would be better, but there's no way to find them in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Water-dwelling beasts will have to do!"
For the next stretch of time, Fang Yuan stayed by the river, fishing up and killing sawtooth fish to absorb their Bloodline Essence and Essence Soul Power.
Of course, the whole business sometimes came with danger.
Once, the bloody scent of the sawtooth fish attracted an exotic beast—a "Eight-legged Crocodile." It was the overlord of the shallows, and Fang Yuan was so terrified that he fled for his life.
Another time, he hooked a stronger fish beast, forcing him to bring every trick he had to bear. In the end, he still had to rely on the Wind Splitting Saber to hack it down.
At last, on this night,
moonlight poured like water.
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged in the cave, the Mirage Totem behind him flickering in and out of view.
One stream of Blood Qi after another brimmed forth, finally making the Mirage Totem grow more solid.
"Middle stage of the Plunderer Realm. Done!"
He opened his eyes, a trace of excitement on his face.
At this stage of totem cultivation, it could finally do more than silently nourish the body; he could now draw upon some of its power.
"Totem Possession!"
Fang Yuan gave a soft shout. The Mirage Totem sank into his body, black markings circling his eyes, while a shell-shaped mark appeared between his brows.
"The Mirage Totem doesn't boost speed or strength. Its only ability is 'illusion.' It can cast illusions, and at the same