[Ye Fan of the production team]

Fishing was a technical pursuit: bait the spot, scatter the lure, wait patiently, coax the fish onto the hook, then finish it in a single strike.

With two saints at his side and the Void Mirror and Chaotic Green Lotus keeping everything in check, Lin Xian felt more relaxed than ever before and spent a leisurely stretch of time on Clumsy Peak.

He set aside his cultivation, no longer pursuing immortality and the Dao with the anxious hunger of someone chasing fame and fortune.

Instead, he lived as though he had retired, putting in his daily appearances at the Taixuan Sect. Today, he would stroll around the main peak; tomorrow, he would visit Star Peak to contemplate the power of the stars.

When the sun sank in the west, he returned to Clumsy Peak, sought out a few friends, and brewed tea as they discussed the Dao, carefree and content.

Moving as he pleased, he unexpectedly found himself embodying the true essence of Dao Palace life-nourishing spirit-nurturing.

Though he made no deliberate effort to cultivate, his cultivation continued to rise, advancing toward Dao Palace Second Heaven.

Earth and wood supported one another. Lin Xian's second deity was a god of wood, an emperor of verdure, drawing ever closer to Clumsy Peak's natural Dao as he witnessed the transition from flourishing life to withering decay.

Indistinct patterns seemed to emerge between heaven and earth, forming intricate, profound rules and order that gave rise to mysterious markings and designs.

"This mountain isn't just a scripture. It's a weapon, too."

Holding a Chaotic Green Lotus, Lin Xian contemplated the great Dao of verdant wood and compared the differences between Clumsy Peak and the Emperor Weapon. He could not help murmuring:

"A Saint Weapon doesn't have this aura, but an Emperor Weapon is out