A Master at Gold-Grave Robbing

"This Qi Luck Fishing Ground is bizarre. Thankfully, you didn't take the Fishing Rods from those pillars earlier. Otherwise, if all three of us had our minds controlled by the rods, we'd be done for."

Qin Guan glanced at the Fishing Rod on the ground, relieved.

"Now that we're trapped here with no way out, taking the Fishing Rod or not makes little difference."

As Zi Qing spoke, she looked toward the indistinct wall deep inside the hall, then continued:

"The secret here may really be hidden behind that wall. With our current abilities, we're still not strong enough to break the restriction on it.

"To grow stronger, we have to improve our cultivation as quickly as possible. And to do that, we have to obtain those top-grade resources above us. This really is a difficult problem."

Hearing Zi Qing's words, Qin Guan and Wu She silently nodded. That middle-aged man had been only a Remnant Soul, yet his strength had been astonishing.

Even a powerhouse like him had been helpless. This Qi Luck Fishing Ground really was a deathtrap of a prison.

"Forget it. Don't dwell on it. Things will turn around eventually." Qin Guan suddenly waved his hand.

With that, he swept his sleeve toward a red-gold tuna on the ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several sharp Sword Qi instantly carved the five-hundred-pound tuna into dozens of pieces.

Each piece was translucent, radiating a rich red-gold Vitality Aura.

"Let's eat our fill first. Prison or no prison, we can't exactly starve to death in here."

Qin Guan grinned and grabbed a piece of fish bigger than his head, stuffing it straight into his mouth and chewing heartily.

"Th-this Vitality Power is so strong!"

As soon as the fish went down, a vast surge of pure vitality energy exploded in