This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1184 - 528: Yu Chen Becomes the Calamity Lord; Apocalypse in Progress! (Part 3)

"Master, this is a fish caught by someone else." A spirited little girl next to them couldn't help but quietly remind, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"So what?"

The little squirrel replied confidently, "As long as Daoist Zhong Hua is willing to trade, then it can be mine!"

"Do you really need it?" Emperor Shun looked at the eager little squirrel and asked gently.

"Of course! I really need it!" The little squirrel nodded repeatedly, its tail standing up in excitement.

Nuwa saw this and silently covered her face with her small hand, unable to bear looking straight at her master acting so "disgracefully".

"Then let's trade."

Emperor Shun smiled, without hesitation, handed over the still lively Five-Colored Swimming Fish, with an indifferent expression, showing no sign of reluctance.

"Really?!" The little squirrel was overjoyed, barely able to believe his ears. He hurriedly handed his precious fishing rod to Emperor Shun, fearing the other might change his mind.

"Great, I've caught a fish now too! Today I'm not going home empty-handed!" The little squirrel exclaimed excitedly and carefully placed the Five-Colored Swimming Fish into his fish basket, beaming with an incredibly bright smile.

Xuanqing watched this scene, his smile growing wider, and he turned to Emperor Shun, saying, "Daoist Zhong Hua, do you know how precious the Five-Colored Swimming Fish you just traded away is?"

Emperor Shun took the little squirrel's fishing rod, feeling its smooth texture with hints of Five Elements Dao charm flowing through it, curiously asking Xuanqing, "Zhong Hua isn't aware, please enlighten me."

Xuanqing's gaze was profound, he slowly said, "It is a thread of Primordial Spirit Fragment from the Time Demon God."

"Time Demon God? The original one?" Emperor Shun's heart was stirred. He knew this epoch also had a new Time Demon God, but Xuanqing's reference was clearly to the Chaos God and Demon who had fallen during Pangu's Heaven Creation.

"Indeed!"

Xuanqing nodded, affirming his guess, "That thread of Primordial Spirit Fragment contains the most pure part of its Dao Fruit Power, enough to let a Da Luo Golden Immortal ponder for a billion years."

"I see." Emperor Shun nodded lightly, maintaining his indifferent demeanor.

His face showed no signs of regret from missing out on the core strength of a Chaos Demon God, as if he had simply traded away an ordinary fish.

"Daoist Zhong Hua, you certainly aren't losing out!" The little squirrel saw this, fearing that Emperor Shun might feel cheated, hurriedly explained.

"The fishing rod I just gave you contains part of the Five Elements Dao Origin, it's very precious too, really!"

He didn't want this generous Daoist to feel he had taken advantage.

Emperor Shun gently smiled, gently stroking the new fishing rod in his hand, "I really like this fishing rod Daoist's given me, I surely will use it often."

"Then you're in for trouble."

Nuwa, standing by, couldn't help but shake her head and softly muttered, "My master's fishing rod, if you use it for collecting or pondering the Great Dao, it's very good."

"But if you use it for fishing, I'm afraid you'll be very unlucky, indeed very unlucky."

The little squirrel glanced at Nuwa angrily for demolishing his claim, feeling annoyed, his nose wrinkled in frustration.

Then he immediately looked at Emperor Shun, trying hard to argue, "Daoist Zhong Hua, don't listen to her nonsense, my fishing rod is very good, top quality feel and tenacity, you'll definitely love it..."

The little squirrel chattered on, boasting about his fishing rod extravagantly.

Emperor Shun consistently smiled, quietly listening, finally saying, "I believe you."

Saying that, Emperor Shun put away the ordinary fishing rod given by Xuanqing, and truly threw the Five-needle Pine Wood fishing rod into the Space-Time River, beginning to fish.

This attitude of trust touched the little squirrel immensely, tears almost flowing.

"Wah, Daoist, my fishing rod indeed hasn't found the wrong person! You are its true match!"

In his heart, Emperor Shun chuckled. He found this little squirrel's pure personality truly amusing.

Then, he sat for a long, long time.

During this time, the surface of the Space-Time River remained rippleless, the float seemingly frozen in time, still as a rock.

Emperor Shun felt a bit stubborn.

He chose a spot he believed had great feng shui and continued fishing.

Empty-handed, empty-handed, still empty-handed.

Emperor Shun watched the fishing rod that hadn't moved in a long time and couldn't help but glance at the little squirrel beside him again, his eyes carrying a hint of inquiry.

The little squirrel felt uncomfortable being watched, his gaze evasive, feeling guilty.

He said dryly, "Cough, cough, Daoist Zhong Hua, when fishing, you need patience and there's this thing called destiny... when destiny comes, the fish will naturally show up."

Emperor Shun remained silent, saying nothing.

He turned to look at Xuanqing's side.

Hm, Xuanqing was continuously catching fish, his basket nearly overflowing with Time Travel Fish.

It seems that, indeed, there is something wrong with this fishing rod.

But due to social pressure, Emperor Shun didn't change rods, watching the water surface attentively as if truly waiting for destiny's arrival.

"It'll catch, it'll catch, it definitely will..." The little squirrel muttered softly, his voice getting quieter, lacking confidence.

However, they drifted along the Space-Time River for a long time, a long time.

Emperor Shun and the little squirrel also "fished nothing" for a long time.

Finally, Xuanqing felt the timing was right.

He checked his haul and looked at Emperor Shun's empty basket and the squirrel beside him, already questioning life.

He smiled.

"Daoist, since you're here, you shouldn't leave empty-handed."