The two stood facing each other from afar.
Gu Li Sheng suddenly smiled and gestured for Chen Xun to go first. "Senior Fu Tian, please."
"Alright." Chen Xun could not help giving Gu Li Sheng another look. The latter's gaze was broad and majestic, his spirits high. The fire of youth still burned in his chest, and even the years could not wear down his sharp edges.
Mountain-Sitting Duck followed behind Chen Xun, pointing and gesturing at the junior Song Heng. Song Heng nodded and bowed, declaring that he would definitely carry out his senior's teachings!
As they walked, they arrived at Shichahai.
The sea stretched boundlessly, overflowing with spiritual energy, while sea beasts soared and leaped within it.
By the shore, the sea breeze rolled in gently.
Chen Xun casually brought out a wooden chair and said, "Your Highness, here will do."
Before the words fell, a fishing rod without a hook appeared in his hand. It looked utterly ordinary, with not even a fishing line attached, more like a straight tree trunk...
This sight made Gu Li Sheng's eyes light up. He sat cross-legged by the shore, a head lower than Chen Xun, and asked with slight excitement, "Senior Fu Tian, may I ask what treasure this is?"
Song Heng patted his belly with one hand, his eyes wide as he stared at Chen Xun's fishing rod. He was quite fond of treasure hunting, and naturally, he also enjoyed admiring treasures.
"It's made from Crane Spirit Tree."
"I fear it is an artifact from ancient times. Senior, as for this fishing rod's origins..."
"There are none. I came across it in a barren mountain and casually chopped off a section." Chen Xun smiled as he had already cast the line.
"So that's how it is." A trace of