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These fish don't look bad, but compared to the goldfish I bought and the silver scale fish Old Yu gave me, they seem somewhat dull in comparison.

Mo Hua nodded, just as he shifted his gaze, he suddenly froze, noticing there was a smaller fish tank next to the large one.

The smaller fish tank seemed to be housing some fish by itself.

It was sealed on top, only leaving a small slit, it was dark inside and nothing could be seen, just the occasional fleeting flash of red.

Old Yu noticed Mo Hua had seen the small fish tank, his expression shifted slightly, and he immediately said with an apologetic smile:

"Young Master, the fish have been put into the fish basket."

Mo Hua pointed at the small fish tank and asked:

"What kind of fish are in this tank?"

Old Yu laughed and said: "They are several Chi Shui carps. They are afraid of the light, so we keep them in the tank with a lid on, only leaving a slit for air."

"Chi Shui carp?"

Mo Hua was slightly taken aback, he released his Divine Sense, and through the fish tank, he saw that indeed there were several fish inside. The aura of the fish was light red, and apart from that, there was no other anomaly.

Mo Hua nodded and didn't ask further.

Old Yu went to get in touch with someone and arranged a horse carriage for Mo Hua.

Afterward, Mo Hua walked proudly in front, while Old Yu followed behind with a distressed look, carrying the fish basket.

It appeared as if Mo Hua was bullying Old Yu to get a free meal, snatching Old Yu's fish.

After leaving the small fishing village and reaching the roadside, Mo Hua first jumped onto the horse carriage.

Old Yu loaded the fish basket onto the carriage, then, seeing there was nobody around, he respectfully bowed to Mo Hua.

"Young Master's great kindness and virtue..."

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Go back." Then he sat in the horse carriage and headed towards Qianxue State Boundary.

The Crossing River Dragon had disappeared upon entering the small fishing village and had not resurfaced since, but Mo Hua didn't have time to keep watch anymore.

He must return, for his two-day break was over, and classes would resume tomorrow.

Priorities had to be clear.

At this time, cultivation in the Sect was crucial.

Although he had lost track, the Crossing River Dragon did lead him to its hiding place.

Patience is needed for fishing.

This time, let it be. He would catch its tail next time he had free days.

The carriage gradually moved away, the river by the road glistened, and the mountains and rivers were picturesque, slowly completely covering up the poor fishing village.

However, the scenes of poverty in the small fishing village and Old Yu's bitter and numb words still lingered in Mo Hua's mind.

Mo Hua's mood was somewhat complex.

He looked back at the fishing village now hidden by the green mountains and clear waters, his eyes deep.

Perhaps this is...

The "soil" for the Evil God...

...

The horse carriage journeyed on, all the way to Qingzhou City.

Mo Hua planned to gift the gold lotus tricolor carp to Aunt Wan.

Aunt Wan often took good care of him, inviting him to big meals and never stinting on gifts.

Mo Hua felt it was time to reciprocate the kindness.

On the way, although it seemed calm, Mo Hua discovered that many Cultivators were watching him from the shadows.

With a slight sweep of his Divine Sense, Mo Hua knew they were from the Wang family.

Mo Hua pretended not to notice them and rode the carriage, majestically entering the Gu Family's gate.

This should let these lackeys know that he truly had the backing of the Gu Family, an existence they couldn't afford to provoke.

Arriving at the Gu Family, Wenren Wan was overjoyed to hear that Mo Hua had bought a live gold lotus tricolor carp for her. After seeing the fish with her own eyes, she was surprised to find its body gold and layered, with scales like lotus flowers.

Although the Gu Family was a prominent family and ate well on regular days, such rare delicacies were not always at hand.

Even if they were obtainable, it would require a lot of efforts.

Wenren Wan immediately had someone stew the tricolor carp to nourish Mo Hua and Yu Er.

The fish was delicious and the broth was rich as gold, Mo Hua thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

In the end, the majority of the fish ended up in the stomachs of Mo Hua and Yu Er.

Afterward, taking advantage of the night, Wenren Wan ordered the Gu Family's carriage to send both Mo Hua and Yu Er back to Taixu Gate.

The next day was still filled with classes and cultivation.

Everything should have been normal, but Mo Hua vaguely felt that something was amiss with his Divine Sense, feeling unusually fatigued and occasionally inattentive.

Mo Hua calmed his mind and meditated, introspecting within, but found his Sea of Consciousness vast and his Divine Sense abundant, with no anomalies.

Confused in his heart, Mo Hua thought perhaps he was just overworked and tired.

At night, in the Disciple's Residence.

Mo Hua sent a message to Gu Changhuai, telling him about the tracks of the Crossing River Dragon, the spot it surfaced, and how it disappeared in the small fishing village.

He then asked Gu Changhuai to have someone watch over the place but suggested that it was best not to enter the village, just keep a distant watch to avoid startling the quarry.

Gu Changhuai agreed.

Having finished his business, Mo Hua studied Formation for a while.

Approaching 1 a.m., Mo Hua closed his Formation Books, just about to enter his Sea of Consciousness and practice the Formations he had just learned on the Taoist Stele, but suddenly his eyes grew heavy with drowsiness.

A vague but intense sense of sleepiness swept over him.

Mo Hua's eyelids felt as heavy as lead, gradually he closed his eyes and slumped onto the desk, falling into a deep sleep.

Mo Hua rarely dreamed.

But in the dream, there was a mist, and as the fog dissipated, it revealed a river shimmering in the sunlight.

Mo Hua found that he had grown up; he was tall and sturdy, wearing coarse clothes with large swathes of his arms exposed, tanned bronze by the sun.

At that moment, he stood on a boat, floating in the water, clenching a fishing net in his hand, the net full of fish.

He seemed to have become…

A Fish Cultivator who made a living by fishing?

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