Chapter 312: Catching a Big Fish

Da Bai was soon bashed into submission by An Lin.

An Lin finally resisted the urge to make him into a dog meat feast after his anguished cries of apology.

Everyone heaved a light sigh of relief upon seeing such an energetic An Lin.

To be able to pummel Da Bai to such an extent, it appeared that An Lin had indeed fully recovered.

Thus, dinner became a beef feast instead of a dog meat feast. Dinner was also held around a campfire on the summit, and it was quite an enjoyable event for everyone.

The next morning was the day everyone had to gather at Changbai Mountain.

Da Bai didn’t have a jade talisman that would grant him entry, so An Lin left him at the North Mist Mountain.

Before departing, An Lin made calls to Liu Qianhuan, Tang Ximen, Hu Guan, Yao Mingxi, Tang Ximen, and White Spirit Snake as a reminder to gather at Changbai Mountain.

He then leaped onto his brick and flew toward Changbai Mountain with Xu Xiaolan and the others.

Within the Changbai Mountain ranges.

Three people were traversing through the forest, wearing red robes with hoods that obscured their faces from view.

One of them suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“What is it, Master Duke?” a woman in a red robe asked.

“There are wolves.” The man named Duke spread his hand opened and a crimson spear appeared in his grasp.

The Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth was influenced by the spear, and the pungent scent of blood and slaughter immediately wafted throughout the surrounding forest.

At the same time, several dangerous auras began to close in on the three people in red robes from all sides. A series of black shadows soon appeared around them, each of them emanating extremely powerful auras.

“Dirty Blood Tribe scum, p*ss off from these mountains!” a mighty voice sounded.

A huge wolf thirty feet in height appeared at the center of the pack of wolves. Its golden eyes glared at the three people in front of him as he gave off the suffocating aura of a ferocious ancient beast.

“Dark Wolf Tribe, if I recall correctly, your territory is in the Siberian ice shelves, what right do you have to evict us?” Duke retorted coldly.

“Hehe, the Changbai Mountain ranges have always been a part of the Dark Wolf Tribe’s territory. Stop wasting my time. I’ll give you ten seconds, leave or die!” The huge wolf at the front of the pack chuckled scornfully.

Duke: “…”

He flicked off a speck of non-existent dust from his red robe. “It looks like we won’t be able to settle this with words then.”

Boom!

Countless waves of blood imbued with an extremely powerful corrosive aura gushed out all around him. The plant life beneath the waves of blood instantly withered away, leaving only the barren land below.

“Hehe… I haven’t had a delicacy like you in a long time!”

The leading wolf cackled as a pitch-black gale domain enveloped his body. His black claws tore through the waves of blood and collided with the tip of Duke’s crimson spear.

Boom!

The huge collision sent gale-force winds flying all around, bending all the trees in a thousand feet radius around them toward the ground.

An earth-shattering battle had finally erupted in the forests of Changbai Mountain.

At the same time, the ninjas and yin-yang masters of Jaban [1. A play on Japan], the DNA warriors of the Mi Nation, and the sorcerer tribe that had long been in hiding also traveled in secret to the Changbai Mountain ranges. They were all here for the extremely rare treasures that had appeared in the area.

The abnormalities in the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth were simply far too prominent. Not only were all the cultivators in the Hua Nation stirred into a frenzy, but even cultivators from overseas had also traveled here from afar.

Cultivators were also deployed from all the Immortal Sects within the past few days, and the Changbai Mountain ranges had truly become the battleground for all the major forces.

The treasures hadn’t yet appeared, but the battles had already begun.

To the cultivators of the Hua Nation, all the foreign cultivators were here with the sinister intentions of stealing their treasure away from them, so fights would erupt whenever they encountered foreign forces!

As for the foreign forces, they held the same attitude, except they were more secretive and most of them lay in hiding to conserve their strength. The violent Dark Wolf Tribe was part of the reckless minority.

On the crater of a volcano surrounded by sixteen mountains, there was a huge lake that appeared to be a piece of precious jade surrounded by all the mountain ranges.

This was the widely-renowned Changbai Mountain Heavenly Lake.

Due to the abnormalities in the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth around the area, the Heavenly Lake at Changbai Mountain had been completely sealed off by authorities and was barred from all tourists.

Four rainbow streaks suddenly appeared in the sky and descended by the Heavenly Lake.

They were An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Su Qianyun, and Xuanyuan Cheng who had arrived from the North Mist Mountain.

“Wow, the scenery is so pretty here.”

Su Qianyun opened her beautiful eyes wide and gasped in amazement.

“M-hm, the scenery is indeed quite good, let’s wait for them here!” An Lin clapped his hands and sat down.

Xuanyuan Cheng looked around at their surroundings cautiously. “There are a lot of cultivators in hiding around us.”

“That’s not a problem. The abnormalities in the Changbai Mountain ranges would no doubt attract many cultivators here. As long as we don’t mess with them, they won’t mess with us,” An Lin replied nonchalantly.

”There might be mishaps with so many people around, I’m going to set up a defensive spell formation around us.” Xuanyuan Cheng remained true to his cautious personality.

“I’ll give you a hand!” Xu Xiaolan had great aptitude in the field of spell formations and was bored doing nothing anyway, so she got up and helped Xuanyuan Cheng out with the defensive spell formation.

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Thus, An Lin and Su Qianyun were left to sit around together.

Su Qianyun was very quiet and immediately began to meditate.

An Lin couldn’t be bothered tempering his core as it didn’t amount to anything anyway, so he decided to catch some fish from the lake for their next meal.

The Heavenly Lake was a lake where vital energy gathered, so the fish there would definitely be very delicious. As a certified food-junkie, he was obviously not going to pass up on this opportunity.

Splash!

An Lin created a non-water-permeable barrier around himself with an immortal spell and leaped into the lake.

An Lin flicked out streams of energy after entering the water, striking a fish with each stream of energy before stowing them away into his storage ring.

He dove deeper and deeper, and the light was already very dim when he reached a depth in excess of a hundred meters.

He could basically only rely on his divine sense to detect fish and initiate attacks.

Huh? This fish has obscured its aura extremely well, what kind of fish is it?

An Lin’s eyes lit up as he flicked out a stream of energy into the darkness.

A muffled groan sounded from the bottom of the lake.

He began to pull the fish that had been struck toward him with a bewildered expression.

Everything happened extremely quickly, and the rope of water which he was using to reel the fish in was suddenly cut off.

A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, “Baka!”

An Lin: “…”

He continued to flick out streams of energy as ropes of water formed a tight net to ensnare the source of the voice.

Another muffled groan sounded and An Lin pulled the indistinct black shadow toward him.

“Baka yaru!”

An enraged cry sounded in the darkness.

“F*ck, it’s a Jabanese c*nt! You wanna die!?” An Lin’s immediately adopted a fierce expression.

A saber imbued with extreme killing intent slashed through the darkness toward An Lin’s torso.

An Lin calmly evaded the slash through intuition alone as powerful lightning crackled in between his fingertips.

Lightning instantly lit up the inky depths of the lake, and the terrifying power of electricity ran through the water of the lake.

Xu Xiaolan and Xuanyuan Cheng were in the process of setting up the defensive spell formation when they suddenly saw a bunch of fish that had rolled over onto their stomachs rise to the surface of the lake…

Splash!

A figure broke through the surface of the water. It was none other than An Lin, who had dived into the lake in search for fish.

“Haha, I caught a big fish!”

He laughed in delight as he threw a man onto the ground. The man was frothing at the mouth, and his face was charred black from electrocution.

“Wow, Classmate An Lin, what kind of fish is that, it looks so humanoid.” Su Qianyun stared blankly at the “fish” and gasped in amazement.

An Lin: “… Classmate Su, I was just using a big fish as an analogy. This really is a human; he’s a Jabanese ninja!”

“So there really are ninjas here, I’ve heard their spell techniques are quite interesting.” Xu Xiaolan walked over with curiosity on her face.

An Lin nodded. “He was hiding at the bottom of the lake, so he definitely has some sort of motive. We’ll interrogate him once he wakes up.”

Right at this moment, the man on the ground opened his eyes.

“Who are you? We have no vendetta against one another, why have you taken me captive? (in Jabanese)”

Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun blinked in confusion and looked toward An Lin for a translation.

An Lin’s lips twitched slightly. “Do you speak Mandarin?”

“Release me at once! Otherwise, when our ninja leader, Hatake Shunshunshi [1. A play on Hatake Kakashi from Naruto] finds you, you’re all dead! (in Jabanese)” the man roared.

Xu Xiaolan couldn’t help but ask this time, “Classmate An Lin, what did he just say?”

An Lin’s chest tightened. How the hell was he supposed to know?

But he couldn’t admit that he had no clue what the ninja was saying. He had said that he was going to interrogate him. If he admitted he couldn’t understand a single word that was being said, it would be quite embarrassing for him.

An Lin scratched his nose and pulled something out from his a*s. “What he said was, he would rather die than tell us his plans.”

“Baka yaru! Release me at once!” the ninja yelled again.

An Lin understood the first half of the sentence this time. “He called us a bunch of b*stards and said we could do as we liked with him!”

Xu Xiaolan and Su Qianyun nodded with solemn expressions.

The ninja’s expression stiffened when he saw An Lin reaching for his Evil-Slaying Sword before slashing it toward his neck…

Blood spurted forth, and he was killed without even knowing what had just happened…

In the end, the man’s corpse was tossed into the Heavenly Lake again by An Lin.

There is a beautiful saying that says, go back to where you came from…