The Eternal Immortal Frontier.
On a certain plain, Chen Xun sat on the ground, carefully polishing some stone sculptures. He had not brought these great stones here himself; they already stood in the wilderness, as though he had simply spotted them while passing and stopped to polish them.
Big Black Ox lay nearby, watching some Image Recording Stones and letting out a couple of moos from time to time.
He Ling painted a short distance away, her expression tranquil. Gradually, she had grown fond of her eldest brother's hobby rather than tending flowers and plants.
The three figures each went about their own business without disturbing one another.
Jingle~
A faint clinking of corroded metal rang out.
Chen Xun chuckled. "Old Ox, you bumped into the pot. Be careful."
Big Black Ox gave a slight start. "Moo, moo~"
Chen Xun took out an ordinary fishing rod. "It's been a long time since I cooked. I'll go fish by the river."
Big Black Ox nodded solemnly, bidding him go ahead.
Chen Xun rose, slung the fishing rod over his shoulder, and called softly, "Third Sister, I'm going fishing by the river."
"All right~" He Ling smiled brightly, her Painting Brush never pausing.
By the river.
Chen Xun slowly walked over. The river was clear enough to see its bed, its waters murmuring as they flowed, brimming with a fresh green hue and abundant spiritual energy.
Unfortunately, there was not a single fish in this crystal-clear river, nor even one swimming creature to be seen.
Without baiting his hook or scattering chum, Chen Xun lowered his line straight into the water.
The current carried the hook into the distance.
He sat casually on the ground, took out his teacup, and began fishing.
The clear water reflected Chen Xun's face distinctly. He watched