Yi Feng strolled leisurely toward the meeting point, carrying a fish basket.
As he walked, his hand began to ache.
He switched hands, but after a short distance, it still felt sore.
"Fine, might as well do a good deed."
Yi Feng turned the basket upside down and poured out all the fish inside, leaving only two behind.
With the basket now lighter, he continued on his way.
Before long, he arrived at the rendezvous spot where Piaomiao Hong and Luo Chen were already waiting.
"Sir," Piaomiao Hong greeted with a respectful bow.
"Oh, so you two got skunked too?" Yi Feng glanced at their empty hands and smirked.
"You jest, sir. We were just here to try our luck. With only half a month, we never really expected much," Piaomiao Hong replied with a laugh.
"You’re certainly patient," Yi Feng rolled his eyes. If he had gone fishless for half a month, he’d have probably blown up the lake by now. Yet they remained so composed—truly admirable.
"Here."
"These might not be the best catches, but take them anyway. At least you’ll get a taste of something fresh."
Yi Feng extended the fish basket casually.
"Sir, you actually caught fish?"
"And two of them?"
Piaomiao Hong stared in disbelief. She never imagined Yi Feng would have success in just half a month.
"What’s the big deal about two fish?" Yi Feng rolled his eyes again. "I’ve eaten several baskets’ worth this past half-month. I even left a full basket behind because it was too heavy to carry."
The statement left Piaomiao Hong and Luo Chen exchanging bewildered looks.
Several baskets eaten… and one discarded?
Was he serious?
Luo Chen even suspected Yi Feng was exaggerating.
Piaomiao Hong, too, was half-skeptical.
Fish from the Cloud Lake were no ordinary catches—each was a spiritual being. Catching them wasn’t about skill but sheer luck, fate, and the perfect alignment of circumstances…
Then, a splash from the lakeside stunned them both.
Yi Feng had set the basket down and crouched by the shore to wash his hands.
Amid the splashing water, he suddenly grabbed a fish that had swum right into his grasp.
"See? Just a fish. It practically jumped into my hands while I was washing them. No big deal."
Yi Feng chuckled, amused.
He found it odd—this fish had been foolish enough to swim straight to him.
But after eating so much fish lately, the sight of it turned his stomach. So, he casually released the silly creature back into the water.
His offhand remark, however, made Piaomiao Hong and Luo Chen’s faces twitch uncontrollably.
Even in an ordinary lake, such an occurrence would be bizarre—let alone in the Cloud Lake.
While others struggled to catch even one, Yi Feng had just plucked a fish out of the water while washing his hands. It was enough to make anyone green with envy.
But it also proved one thing: Yi Feng wasn’t just powerful—he was also blessed with immense fortune.
The two took a deep breath and exchanged a knowing glance.
Their thoughts aligned.
In the future, Yi Feng might very well claim a seat among the Saints.
"What are you two standing around for? Take the fish."
After washing up, Yi Feng rejoined them and gestured at the basket still on the ground.
"Sir Yi Feng, we cannot accept such a generous gift without merit. Please keep them for yourself," Piaomiao Hong declined politely.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want the fish—anything from Cloud Lake was extraordinary. But she couldn’t bring herself to take something so precious.
"Why would I keep them?" Yi Feng rolled his eyes. "I just threw one back, didn’t I?"
"Ah—" Piaomiao Hong froze.
Only then did she realize: while these fish were invaluable to others, to Yi Feng, they were nothing special.
"Very well, then. I’ll accept with gratitude."
Piaomiao Hong bowed slightly in thanks and picked up the basket.
Then, she peeked inside.
One glance.
Her entire body trembled.
Her beautiful eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
"Miss, what’s wrong?"
Luo Chen, noticing her stunned expression, took the basket and looked inside.
"Ah—!"
A sharp scream erupted, sending ripples across the lake’s surface.
"Dragonfish!"
"It’s actually Dragonfish!"
Luo Chen’s excited shouts continued before he suddenly remembered himself. Clamping his mouth shut, he glanced around furtively and clutched the basket tightly.
"Miss, Dragonfish! Real Dragonfish!" he whispered urgently.
Piaomiao Hong’s breathing grew ragged. Of course she recognized them.
Yet she could hardly believe it.
She was holding two Dragonfish in her hands…
"Oh? So these are the legendary Dragonfish you were talking about?"
Yi Feng, hearing Luo Chen’s outburst, turned back curiously.
He looked genuinely surprised.
Even he hadn’t realized what he’d caught.
Damn, I’m good.
"Sir Yi Feng, these are far too valuable. I cannot accept them."
Piaomiao Hong, regaining her composure, took the basket from Luo Chen and offered it back.
"Hmm…" Yi Feng scratched his nose, eyeing the basket.
He’d heard Dragonfish could boost cultivation, but he didn’t need that.
He was already a dead man walking.
Frankly, he’d rather lose cultivation than gain it.
"Doesn’t matter. You keep them."
Yi Feng waved dismissively.
"Sir Yi Feng, how can I ever repay you for such a gift?" Piaomiao Hong asked anxiously.
"No need. Just keep helping me figure out how to die faster," Yi Feng replied nonchalantly.
Seeing his insistence, Piaomiao Hong finally nodded and accepted the Dragonfish with gratitude.
But beneath her joy, a shadow of sorrow lingered.
"If only I’d gotten these sooner… Now, they’re of no use to me."
She murmured softly before handing the basket to Luo Chen.
"Take good care of them. Later, deliver them to the Sword Valley."
"Miss, are you sure they won’t help you?" Luo Chen pressed, his eyes reddening.
"Yes." Piaomiao Hong nodded, her face etched with bitterness.
"Wait, what’s going on here?"
Yi Feng frowned at Luo Chen’s teary eyes.
"Aren’t these fish supposed to be amazing? Why the sudden gloom?"
"Ah…"
Piaomiao Hong sighed.
"Sir Yi Feng, the truth is… I am already a dying woman."
"But rest assured—even with the time I have left, I will do everything in my power to help you fulfill your wish!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
