Chapter 271: The Method To Control The Fishing Rod!
Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu
The atmosphere in the great hall seemed to have solidified in an instant. The reaction of the crowd towards this mind-blowing news was not light!
"That's not possible! All these years, I've never heard that the Clan Leader had another son?"
"Right! He must be trying to delay for time. Perhaps the Clan Leader has a method to heal Qin Wutian?"
"Impossible! Pardon this old man for his words, but everyone knows that the young clan leader is your only son. How can there be another son appearing now!"
An uproar suffused the entire hall as everyone discussed heatedly. The Elders seated upon the elevated seats were even more vocal.
"Hmph, are you all doubting me?"
Qin Wufa's aura rose sharply as he stared coldly at the crowd. It seems like he had been too kind lately, which was why these people dared to raise their tongues against him in such a manner!
The other elders all turned their eyes to look at Qin Wufa warily. Only when the overpowering pressure swept over them did the crowd remember this Clan Leader's old nickname. In that moment, their words were all stuck in their mouths like ducks being gripped by the throats. A deadly silence sunk in the hall.
Qin Wufa surveyed the crowd with not one person daring to meet his eyes. The elders were all a bunch of wily old foxes. They knew that the first person who poked his head out would be the one to be killed first!
"I can tell you all... that Qin Wutian is actually my second son. Bei Feng is actually my firstborn son! As for the authenticity of his identity, there are more than enough methods to ascertain that in the future. Alright, let's consider this matter over. As for those of the younger generation who had not even reached mid stage Xiantian, don't come out and embarrass yourself," Qin Wufa continued coldly, as if he was giving the rest a chance to vie for the young clan leader position. However, it was obvious that there wasn't even a single person within the Qin family younger generation who had reached Xiantian middle stage!
After saying his piece, Qin Wufa stood up and left the hall directly, leaving the bunch of old and young to stare at each other.
The Elder ranked 7th in strength turned to Qin Leng and asked, "Grand Elder, do you think that what the Clan Leader said is real?"
"Right, I've never heard that the Clan Leader has another son! If this matter is true, wouldn't that mean that our younger generation would not be fated for the position of young clan leader?" another Elder asked with some worry. This was a classic case of stealing the chicken to end up losing the rice. Not only had they offended Qin Wufa, they had not managed to obtain any benefits at all!
"How should I know!"
Qin Leng's expression was exceptionally ugly as well. With a swish of his sleeves, he turned around and left. With regards to Qin Wufa's claim, he had believed most of it. These things were not insusceptible to investigations after all. There were just too many methods to verify the kinship between two people, so there was no point trying to fool them.
Only, he could not help feeling unreconciled.
"Qin Wufa ah, Qin Wufa, you're truly blessed!" Qin Leng said with a heavy sigh. His back looked more stooped than usual, and he seemed to have aged several years in an instant.
As for assassinating Bei Feng, that thought had never crossed his mind. The stronger the younger generation was, the better it would be for the family. Everything was for the clan!
Nobody was clearer about Qin Wutian's strength than the seventeen Elders. Without any exaggerations, more than half of them would not be a match for Qin Wutian if it came down to a life and death battle!
But from the accounts of the group of Evolved Jing masters who were slapped to death a moment ago, Qin Wutian was only able to exchange a few blows with his opponent before being defeated. Such strength was simply horrifying!
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The night passed, and the sun was high in the sky before Bei Feng crawled out of bed lazily.
The Minor Illumination Breathing Technique had already been cultivated to the peak, and he wouldn't be able to induce any miraculous phenomenons with it anymore. There was no way for him to obtain anymore sun rays. For that reason, there was no need for him to wake up so early anymore.
Lin Mei had arrived long ago, and was in the classroom with Mystic Moon and the Cerberus. This beautiful foreigner and the strange dog had far exceeded her expectations with their intelligence. They pretty much never forgot anything after looking at it once, making her job much easier.
"Meep, meep!"
The little fox jumped onto Bei Feng's shoulder and rubbed its head affectionately against his face.
A light smile appeared on Bei Feng's face as he stroked the furry little fellow. This was the kind of life he wanted to have everyday. As he continued to grow stronger bit by bit, he was also getting nearer to that ideal life.
"The weather's pretty good today, perfect for a trip to the lake to find out what's hidden within it."
Bei Feng grew excited as he went to the waist of the mountain with the little fox.
A layer of mist shrouded the lake at this moment, causing it to look like a hot spring. But if one stuck their hand into the water, they would realize that it was icy cold.
With a move of his intent, the Grade 3 Fusang Wood Fishing Rod appeared in his hand, along with a piece of Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King meat about the size of an egg which he hung onto the hook. Flicking his wrist softly, the hook was cast into the center of the murky dark lake!
The fishing line on this Grade 3 Fusang Wood Fishing Rod seemed to be unlimited. The spool was always full no matter how far the line was cast. It also looked as thin as hair, and was completely transparent. If one was careless, they would completely miss it.
The line looked so frail that it would break with a light tug. However, it was countless times tougher than steel wires!
"Plop!"
The hook drew a long arc over the lake before dropping in with a light splash, causing tiny ripples to spread outwards from it.
Bei Feng sat atop a large piece of frozen rock patiently and watched the lake silently. As for the little fox, it quickly grew bored and darted into the forest to play.
Due to the temptation of the Dark Jade Snowy Dragon King meat being too strong, four, five half-meter-long fishes began to circle around it in a short moment.
Bei Feng infused some of his own blood and Qi energy into the fishing rod, which turned into thin wisps of energy which traveled down the line. The crystal clear line suddenly began to glow red with a speed perceivable by the naked eye.
The crystalline-like fish line seemed to have a vast space within it. Bei Feng's blood and Qi energy extended endlessly down the line, causing it to turn as red as a blood agate!
A strange feeling surfaced in Bei Feng's heart. This was definitely a more profound method of using blood and Qi energy!
Turning Qi into a thread!
This was a a higher realm of strength, allowing him to condense the power in his body, and causing his control to become more refined! Using this technique, he could overrun all fortifications and break through all materials!
But Bei Feng had obviously not reached such a realm yet. He had only managed to seize an opportunity through an unorthodox method, borrowing the mystical augmentative power of the fishing rod to achieve it!
"I never thought that this sudden idea would end up with me understanding the fishing rod more!"
Bei Feng kept his eyes closed. His mind was more peaceful with his lids closed.
Suddenly, although Bei Feng did not seem to have moved, the fishing line began to move as if it had come alive. The originally soft and limp fishing line straightened and became rigid in an instant!
It was now like an extremely strong steel wire instead of a flexible thin thread!
Under Bei Feng's control, the fishing line swished cleanly across the large fishes!
In the blink of an eye, the fishes were diced into countless thin pieces!
Their blood dyed a small portion of the water red. Some fishes with more gentle characteristics directly avoided the area.
A simple fishing line had turned into a terrifying weapon in an instant. Any fish which swam within two meters of the bait was killed without discrimination!
Perhaps the murderous aura permeating the water around the bait was too strong now, but not a single fish which had reached the Demonic Beast level appeared.
Bei Feng was not dejected because of it. Although he had not managed to catch anything, he had discovered a new method to control the fishing rod!
While his control was not too refined yet, and he could only control it to kill things two meters around the hook, he knew that this was only temporary. As long as he practiced more, he would be able to control the line as he wished one day!
And paired with the strength of the line itself, the fishing rod could become his strongest trump card in the future!
The line did not need to have sharp edges as it was extremely thin. Instead, it needed to be tough so that with a little bit of strength and speed, it would become the sharpest weapon!