Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 220 164: Meteor Fall Abyss (3)

Ling Changqing had already noticed them but had remained silent.

Yu Qingyang stood up to look. "It's probably the Cultivator teams from the Yin Family and Tang Family," he said. "When did they start working together?"

"Don't pay them any mind. Let's just focus on our journey."

Yu Yalan said dismissively.

The Yu Family was not afraid of them. Even if the other party had more people, with her and Yu Qingyang's abilities, escaping unscathed would not be an issue.

The Flying Ship did not alter its course, continuing to press forward at high speed.

A moment later, the team was close to the Flying Ship and had recognized the Yu siblings.

The lead Cultivator from the Yin Family hesitated for a moment before approaching.

"...Brother Qingyang, have you seen any sign of that Ling Changqing?"

He called out from a distance.

Yu Qingyang spread his hands, replying with an innocent expression, "If I'd really found him, do you think I'd still be here?"

"You have a point. My mistake!"

The man gave an embarrassed laugh, then rode his Flying Sword back to his group.

The two groups parted ways. Afterward, they encountered several more teams, all of which Yu Qingyang handled with ease.

The past battle records of the Yu Family's two prodigies spoke for themselves. Unless absolutely necessary, the Cultivators from the other families had no desire to cross swords with them.

Without absolute confidence in defeating them, attacking rashly would only create a grudge, which wasn't worth the risk.

After an unknown amount of time, a jet-black, ring-shaped volcano dozens of miles in diameter appeared in their field of view.

Surrounding it were numerous other ring-shaped volcanoes of various sizes.

"We're here. Let's go down."

Yu Yalan said softly.

It seemed there weren't many people gathered here yet, but that would likely change in a few days.

The Flying Ship descended, circled the largest of the ring-shaped volcanoes once to confirm it was safe, and then landed on a flat area at the edge of the crater.

The rim of the dormant volcano crater was a circle of perfectly flat ground—a smooth, level layer of black rock. Even through their boots, they could feel a gentle warmth radiating from it.

This ring of flat land was about a thousand yards wide and formed a nearly perfect circle, looking nothing like a natural formation.

The massive crater did not contain solidified lava. Instead, it looked more like a deep, tranquil, and unfathomably mysterious expanse of blue—the Xinghai.

This was the Meteor Fall Abyss. Legend had it that in ancient times, a unique star had fallen from the heavens, and over countless ages of evolution, it had formed this peculiar place.

Ling Changqing glanced into the distance. Groups of three to five Cultivators had already prepared their tools and were sitting at the crater's edge, ready to try their luck.

The tool was a specially refined Magical Artifact: a fishing rod. The thin line was hundreds of yards long, its end dropping straight into the bottomless Xinghai within the crater, but it had no hook.

This Xinghai was just like the vast, dark void of space, filled with the projections of countless celestial bodies of varying sizes and brightness, a true sea of stars.

As long as a Cultivator's Divine Soul Origin could resonate with one of the star projections in the Xinghai, they had a chance to fish up certain second-rank, or even Third Grade, Spirit Gold and Spirit Ore materials.

It was said that one particularly lucky Cultivator had even managed to fish up Rank Four Spirit Gold Materials.

Of course, besides materials, there were even rarer opportunities to be had, such as receiving the blessing of a certain Majestic Star Power, which would stabilize and strengthen a Cultivator's Divine Soul.

Another possibility was attracting Star Power Essence to temper one's body, thereby gaining a powerful Physique on par with that of a Body Cultivator of the same rank.

One can only imagine how precious such an opportunity was. Since the Dragon Soul Valley first opened for training, such occurrences had been few and far between.

"...Fellow Daoist Wang, are your tools ready? Shall I give you a set?"

Yu Yalan offered.

"That won't be necessary. I have my own."

Ling Changqing replied, taking a lustrous white Spirit Jade Fishing Rod from his Storage Pouch.

This was the same rod Luo Qingxuan had used when she entered the Dragon Soul Valley. Unfortunately, her luck hadn't been very good back then; despite all her efforts, she had only managed to collect a few common materials.

So, when Ling Changqing came this time, Luo Qingxuan had taken the rod from her collection and given it to him to see how his luck would fare.

"Alright then, let's get started!"

Yu Qingyang said with gusto.

He had the personality of a true fishing fanatic, so naturally, he was eager to give this a try.

Ling Changqing followed his lead, sitting down at the edge of the platform. He cast out his fishing rod, letting the long, transparent line sink into the depths of the Xinghai. Concentrating and Calming the Mind, he began to try and communicate with the countless star projections within.

Yu Yalan, ever cautious, planted a circle of Array Banners around the three of them. Only after establishing a Defense Array Restriction did she come over and join them.

'...What exactly is this place? Can you sense what it is?'

Ling Changqing silently communicated with Gong Ling in his sea of consciousness.

'It's merely a Pocket World Secret Realm that has yet to fully form. The spatial structure inside is even more fragile than that of the Dragon Soul Valley.'

Gong Ling's voice echoed in his mind. 'However, it also shares some kind of subtle, ineffable connection with the real sea of stars in the sky. It's hard to explain right now...'

'In short, Master, don't even think about going down there to test its depths. Just stay here and fish. With your unparalleled Destiny, it won't be difficult for you to get a good catch.'

'Got it.'

Ling Changqing agreed.

He had indeed considered going down to take a look, but if he had actually tried, he probably would have gotten trapped inside.

In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, there was suddenly a stir from Yu Yalan's side.

The Xinghai seemed to tremble, and with a faint, strange hum, a small, dazzling ball of golden light appeared at the end of her line.

Yu Yalan tugged lightly on her rod, and the golden ball flew up gracefully, leaving a faint, luminous trail as it landed in her hand.

It was an irregularly shaped, palm-sized piece of Spirit Gold. Its dark cyan surface was dotted with fine golden specks, and it was quite heavy.

"Cangqing Secret Gold? Not a bad catch."

Yu Qingyang took it for a look, quite pleased with the Second Rank High Grade material.

This material could increase the speed of a Flying Sword or Flying Ship, making it a highly sought-after resource on the market.

Yu Yalan contentedly put the Spirit Gold away and continued her attempt.

A moment later, Yu Qingyang's rod also got a bite.

"Heh, here we go!"

The stout man with the simple face became instantly excited. He yanked hard on the rod, standing up straight as he did.

At the end of the line was a silver-white piece of Spirit Gold, about the size of a human head.