Fishing Tackle Shop

Zi Qing followed Qin Guan, walking forward as she surveyed the surroundings.

Her original plan had been to spend an hour in the Sea of Oblivion, finding as many treasures as she could, then return to the Xuanji Realm as soon as the passage became unstable and use Dao Stones to reinforce it.

She hadn't expected that she and Qin Guan would arrive on this strange island the moment they entered.

It seemed plans never kept pace with change.

About an hour later.

Qin Guan and Zi Qing finally reached the Fishing Tackle Shop.

The Fishing Tackle Shop was a small, ordinary-looking place built out of wood.

"The Willing Will Be Hooked?"

After glancing at the sign hanging over the shop's entrance, Qin Guan suddenly laughed. "That's quite a clever name."

Zi Qing slapped Qin Guan irritably. "We've lost our cultivation. We might end up trapped here and die, and you still have the heart to joke? Hurry up and go inside to ask."

Qin Guan pushed open the creaking wooden door, and a damp smell washed over them.

The room was dimly lit. Various crude fishing tools hung on the walls, and bundles of coarse hemp rope were piled in a corner.

Qin Guan glanced around the room and called softly, "Is anyone here?"

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the Inner Room. "Come in."

Qin Guan and Zi Qing exchanged a glance, then stepped inside.

The Inner Room was even darker. A hunched old woman sat beside a small wooden table.

The old woman's hair was white, and her face was covered in wrinkles, but her eyes were astonishingly bright, as if she could see right through people.

"New arrivals?"

The old woman looked up at Qin Guan and Zi Qing, her tone flat.

Qin Guan nodded with