"Elder Yan, I don't think I can get in…" Wang Mu said.

Yan Qingwu squinted, staring at the light screen. "It's merely a restriction," she said lightly. "Allow me to break it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Qingwu's palm firmed, and several invisible, minuscule swords, like tadpoles, flew from her hand, stabbing into the light screen.

Wang Mu couldn't comprehend what was happening and could only step aside.

A moment later, the tiny points of light had completely covered the light screen, transforming into ancient sword patterns. Simultaneously, Yan Qingwu hummed softly, and in an instant, the sword patterns shattered. As they shattered, the light screen also broke apart completely, leaving only a very faint luminescence enveloping the Linglong Love Abyss.

A cultivator's restriction, as Brother Su Yu had once said, was a special kind of Divine Sense password. Complex restrictions would also incorporate the unique profundities of various Daos and the rules of generation and suppression among all things, requiring diverse methods to overcome. The most common restrictions were those found in many mystic realms and grotto-heavens, which limited a cultivator's cultivation level. Previously, the Linglong Love Abyss hadn't possessed such a formidable restrictive seal. The presence of a restriction now strongly suggested that Immortal Bi You or Mu Lanxue had set it up.

"It's done." Yan Qingwu's expression remained unchanged as she pointed into the distance. "Go ahead."

Wang Mu took a deep breath and walked over. Indeed, for a cultivator of Yan Qingwu's caliber, hardly anything was too difficult.

Wang Mu touched the bamboo rod. If it had a grade, this would undoubtedly be a supreme Divine Artifact for fishing.

As for why Yan Qingwu would craft such a thing, had she perhaps come here to fish before?

I hope I can drag this out a bit longer… Wang Mu steeled himself, closed his eyes, swung the fishing rod, and cast his line into the Linglong Love Abyss.

The depths of the Linglong Love Abyss were unique; Divine Sense became blurred and ineffective, making it impossible to perceive anything. No wonder cultivators could only resort to fishing rods. Such mystic realms possessed their own distinct rules and karmic principles. If one were to forcefully seize the fish, the Linglong Love Abyss would likely be reduced to ruins from the resulting backlash. Otherwise, Wang Mu couldn't understand why powerful experts like Yan Qingwu would still need to use such methods to catch fish.

The fishing line sank into the abyss. Wang Mu waited quietly.

However, it seemed that no matter what he wished for, reality often had other plans. Not long after, the fishing line slackened. Wang Mu's right eyelid twitched, and with a sudden tug, a familiar thrumming sensation traveled up the line.

It practically flew up the moment it bit the hook. Wang Mu's vision darkened, and he nearly fainted.

Damn! Is this Linglong Bilateral Fish completely insane? Why the hell does it bite the hook the moment I start fishing! Are you just here to offer yourself up? Last time it took a month for you to bite, and now you're not even pretending? Just biting the hook instantly, is that it?

Wang Mu didn't know if his luck was too good, his Fishing Skill too high, or if there was some other reason. In any case, the second Linglong Bilateral Fish was caught just like that.

Some Divine Fish this is! It's as common as dirt!

Almost simultaneously, Yan Qingwu, who had been in deep concentration, opened her eyes. Seeing the Divine Fish, a rare hint of joy flashed within them. "Very good!" Yan Qingwu nodded slightly. "Give that fish to me. I will have a reward for you when we return."

I'm afraid I won't be alive to claim any reward! Wang Mu fell silent for a few seconds. At this moment, it seemed he had no choice. Even if he refused, with Yan Qingwu's methods, resistance would be futile.

He lifted the hook, looking at the fish thrashing about. From its iridescent, divine eyes, he thought he saw his own doom.

Just then…

"Yan Qingwu, you truly aren't afraid of death…" a seductive voice sounded from above.

Parting the waves, a woman in a red dress appeared, lounging sideways on an auspicious cloud. Amidst the swirling mist, a small figure formed by a Red Rhombus gently massaged her shoulder—what manner of magical treasure or artifact it was, remained unclear. Through fleeting glimpses, one could barely discern the woman's occasionally visible jade-like skin and her perfect, voluptuous curves—a truly bewitching sight, though it was a pity her face remained hidden.

Wang Mu took one look and immediately thought of Mu Lanxue from that day at the Holy Land.

Unlike a puppet, this one should be real from head to toe...

Yan Qingwu seemed to have anticipated this. She merely watched her quietly and asked lightly, "What is it?"

Wang Mu quietly retreated to the side, sensing the palpable tension between the two and not wishing to invite disaster.

The red-dressed demoness chuckled, then turned to Wang Mu. "Little fellow, how about you give that fish to me?"

Wang Mu was speechless. Seriously? Saying this right in front of her?

"Don't be too quick to refuse," the red-dressed demoness said with a playful laugh. "Let me explain. You've only just joined the Sword Sect, so you have no deep attachment to it. And, from what I know, this sect is about to face a great calamity.

"You must be curious, right? The reason is actually quite simple. It's because this Supreme Elder of your Sword Sect, the foremost Sword Immortal of the Huangtian Continent, Yan the Great Sword Immortal, failed her Crossing Tribulation. Now, a Heart Demon plagues her, her strength is less than seventy percent of what it was, and most importantly, her life span is nearly exhausted, and her Primordial Spirit is severely damaged.

"Simply put, she's not long for this world.

"The Sword Sect may be strong, but without Yan the Great Sword Immortal, those fiends from the Demon Sect certainly won't let the Sword Sect off so easily…"

The red-dressed demoness continued leisurely, "She puts on a good act, appearing fine on the surface, so naturally, you wouldn't be able to tell. Just now, to break that minor restriction of mine, she had to directly use her thirty-two Flying Immortal Index Swords. In the past, when would she ever have needed to resort to such Magic Treasures for something so trivial?"

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