Eternal Life: My Talent Increases by 1 Point Every Day

Chapter 275: Chapter 187: It’s Mine Now

Fang Yue stood up, sizing up the towering ancient tree.

"Not bad. It truly is a Spirit Tree of legend!"

Fang Yue said in admiration.

’What a shame. It’s still too small, so I can’t absorb too much. Otherwise, I’m afraid it will stunt the Spirit Tree’s growth.’

’So, my daily cultivation sessions can’t be too long.’

’I must exercise restraint.’

After finishing his cultivation, Fang Yue grabbed his fishing gear and headed to a nearby Cold Pool to fish.

The Cold Pool was located about a mile deeper into the Observatory’s surveillance node, and its water was freezing cold. Even a Martial Artist below the Marrow Transformation realm would freeze to death if they fell into the Cold Pool and couldn’t get out within a short time.

But this Cold Pool was home to a type of Spirit Fish with black scales that made a sound like a calf. These fish were immensely powerful, weighing around two to three hundred pounds. They had sharp teeth and were exceptionally fierce.

The meat of this fish was delicious and also contained a peculiar power that was highly beneficial to the human body.

If a Martial Artist below the Qi Sensing realm ate it regularly over many years, they could increase their cultivation speed by about thirty percent.

Unfortunately, it didn’t have much effect on him anymore.

After Fang Yue had accidentally discovered these Spirit Fish, he had come to treat them as a delicacy. Every now and then, he would come here to catch a couple to feast on and improve his meals.

He arrived at the edge of the Cold Pool and sat down in his usual spot.

HUUUH!

After getting ready, Fang Yue exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, then flicked his wrist, casting the hook into the water and sending ripples across the surface.

Through his Sensing, Fang Yue "saw" several black fish in the Cold Pool begin to swim toward the spot where he had just cast his bait.

Fang Yue grinned, then closed his eyes to rest and focus his mind.

The water temperature in the Cold Pool was extremely low, and it emanated waves of bone-chilling cold.

Even sitting right beside it, one would be assaulted by waves of cold.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yue felt a slight twitch in the fishing rod in his hand. He immediately opened his eyes and stared at the water’s surface.

In his Sensing, a black Spirit Fish was already trying to bite the hook.

’It’s just testing the bait. If I try to pull the rod now, it’ll definitely get away.’

Without so much as raising an eyebrow, Fang Yue remained seated steadily beside his rod, quietly tracking the Spirit Fish with his Sensing and waiting for it to take the hook.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, Fang Yue heard a loud SPLASH.

The Spirit Fish was hooked.

The corners of Fang Yue’s mouth curled up slightly. With a small exertion of force from his wrist, he yanked the Spirit Fish out of the water.

He then grabbed the Spirit Fish, strung it up with a grass rope, and placed it on a rack to the side.

Then he cast his line back into the water and continued fishing.

Half an hour later, Fang Yue caught another Spirit Fish. He pulled it up, strung it on the rope, and placed it on the rack.

Fang Yue then packed up his fishing rod, picked up the two Spirit Fish, and returned to the small courtyard of his post.

Just as he walked into the courtyard, a man in a Guard Army uniform came up to greet him, saying respectfully, "Lord Fang, an urgent report from the Prefecture City. Please take a look."

This guard’s name was Wang Hu. He was the messenger responsible for communications between this post and Guangfeng Prefecture City.

Hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Fang Yue’s face. "Oh? What is it?" he asked.

As an Inspector for the Observatory, he was stationed here in the deep mountains and old forests—a place so remote you could say not even a bird would shit there, with barely a human footprint to be found.

It was deep in the mountains, difficult for large armies to maneuver, and there were hardly any settlements. Because of this, not even the so-called Grass Character King Liu Zizhao, also known as Celestial King Liu, who had already become a considerable power in Guangfeng Prefecture, had ever sent troops here.

Perhaps they didn’t know about this place, or perhaps they simply didn’t care.

However, the Prefecture City did send someone every month with supplies.

They would also deliver the latest intelligence from Guangfeng Prefecture.

As he spoke, Fang Yue took the dispatch from Wang Hu, broke the wax seal, and opened it.

Fang Yue’s gaze sharpened slightly. ’An invitation to the Prefecture City for Mansion Master Wu’s eightieth birthday?’

He had thought it was some urgent military report, but upon opening it, Fang Yue discovered it was just an invitation. A month from now, Mansion Master Wu of Guangfeng Prefecture would be celebrating his birthday, and he was inviting Fang Yue to attend.

’And they called this an urgent report!’

Fang Yue was about to refuse, but just then, Wang Hu continued, "The Mansion Master said that he is gifting Lord Fang a Black Qilin Horse. The round trip to the Prefecture City will only take four to six hours, so it won’t interfere with your duties."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yue thought for a moment. He really had no reason to refuse anymore.

The Black Qilin Horse was said to have the bloodline of a Qilin, an Exotic Beast. It was the equivalent of a supercar from his past life’s memories, capable of traveling a thousand li in an hour. It also had extreme stamina, able to run for six consecutive hours without rest.

Many true Noble Families took pride in owning a Black Qilin Horse.

Since the other party had gone to such lengths, even sending a Black Qilin Horse, and given that he was the master of a prefecture—a true governor with high status and great power—Fang Yue found he had no reason to refuse such a grand invitation.

"Go back and tell your Mansion Master that I will be there," Fang Yue said with a slight smile, accepting the invitation.

After that, Wang Hu left the Black Qilin Horse and departed.

Once Wang Hu was gone, Fang Yue immediately led the Black Qilin Horse over.

The Black Qilin Horse stood over two meters tall. Its entire body was pitch-black, with a powerful, majestic build. Its four hooves looked as if they were cast from steel, reflecting a dark, cold gleam under the sunlight.

’This horse must have some kind of Exotic Beast bloodline, but it’s definitely not a Qilin.’

Fang Yue observed it carefully but couldn’t see a single characteristic of a Qilin on the Black Qilin Horse. Instead, he discovered that the horse seemed to possess the bloodline of some kind of Fierce Beast.

Immediately, Fang Yue prepared to mount the horse for a ride.

But just as he was about to leap onto its back, the Black Qilin Horse let out a roar like that of a lion or tiger. Its bell-sized eyes stared at Fang Yue, full of vigilance.