Chapter 935 Inheritance
Upon closer inspection, the moonlight shone upon the bamboo pole, revealing a trace of crimson energy.
At this moment, the fisherman was completely unaware that he was being observed. His sole thought was to reel in the "big fish."
"Creak..."
A creaking sound from beneath the water made Chen Yang pause.
Sensing something rising from the depths, Chen Yang's expression changed, and he quickly shouted to Rong Yuqing, "Damn it, let's get out of here!"
The two of them moved away from their spot on the water with the utmost speed.
The next second, a massive stone gate erupted from the surface of the water!
Seeing his fishing line come up, the fisherman’s lips curved into a smile.
But when he saw that the dark, ominous object was not a big fish, his expression immediately turned cold.
"All that effort for nothing!"
However, the stone gate, perhaps due to its sudden emergence, hurtled directly towards the fisherman.
In a matter of mere seconds, the fisherman had also snapped back to his senses.
Bathed in the moonlight, he saw clearly that what he had just reeled in was an enormous stone gate.
And it was coming straight at him!
Perhaps due to the excessive force he had exerted, the fisherman felt utterly weak, lacking even the strength to flee.
He could only cry out, "Help!"
Just as the fisherman thought he was about to be crushed to death, an old man suddenly appeared before him.
This old man appeared thin and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
Yet, with this very physique, he blocked the colossal stone gate with one hand.
The old man was Zhou Zeyao, who had been observing the entire scene from the sidelines.
Zhou Zeyao's peak Grandmaster physique felt the strain as he intercepted the massive stone gate.
The weight of the stone gate was such that a Grandmaster might very well have been injured.
Tossing the stone gate aside, Zhou Zeyao then dusted off his hands, turned to look at the fisherman, and appraised him with a smile.
When Chen Yang and the others approached, Zhou Zeyao shook his head with a look of great curiosity. "This fisherman has no internal energy whatsoever. His spiritual power is merely that of an ordinary person."
"Logically, he shouldn't have been able to reel in something this large!"
"It must be the bamboo pole."
Zhou Zeyao spoke without averting his gaze from the fisherman.
As the fisherman was reaching into his pocket for some lotus seeds to offer to the crowd, he heard the seemingly inexhaustible old man fixating on his fishing pole.
He quickly stuffed the seeds back into his pocket.
"The Celestial Venerable's tomb has been opened. Conceal your presence for now. I'm going to have a chat with this fisherman."
Among the four, Rong Yuqing was utterly unconcerned with the fisherman.
In Rong Yuqing's mind, nothing could compare to the Celestial Venerable's tomb, which had now been revealed.
Even with the appearance of such a mysterious figure, as long as he posed no threat to the tomb, Rong Yuqing would merely cast an extra glance.
As for Zhou Zeyao, his eyes had been gleaming ever since they landed on the bamboo pole!
Chen Yang naturally wouldn't allow him to converse with the fisherman.
And Dong Cang... Chen Yang had known Dong Cang for quite some time and was well aware of the cold demeanor Dong Cang presented to outsiders.
After much thought, Chen Yang decided that he himself was the most suitable person to approach the fisherman.
Chen Yang walked up to the fisherman and inquired, "Are you feeling alright? What you reeled in must weigh tens of tons!"
"The physical toll must be considerable!"
The fisherman also sensed the extraordinary nature of these four mysterious individuals.
Not to mention the old man with the strength of a thousand pounds, the young man before him had clearly jumped into the lake, yet his clothes were dry!
The same went for the woman!
Had he encountered demons?
The moment this thought crossed the fisherman's mind, cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.
His voice trembled, "I... I'm fine, just feeling a bit tired. I'll leave you all to it!"
He then made to gather his belongings and leave.
But as he turned, Chen Yang's hand had already landed on his shoulder.
"Don't go yet, why don't you sit and chat?"
Although Chen Yang hadn't used any internal energy, his powerful physique was more than enough to render the fisherman unable to move.
Under Chen Yang's "coercion," the fisherman reluctantly placed his belongings on the ground, his face contorted in a mournful expression. "Young man, I have elders and children to care for. I haven't saved much over the years. Please accept this small token of my respect as a meeting gift, and spare my life, will you?"
As the fisherman spoke emotionally, tears were close to falling.
Seeing this, Chen Yang couldn't help but smile wryly and explain, "Brother, I have no other intentions, nor do I seek your life. I just want to chat about a few things!"
What Chen Yang wanted to discuss with the fisherman was naturally the bamboo pole, and the reason why he chose to fish in this particular spot.
Upon hearing that his life was not in danger and that he was merely being asked a few questions, the fisherman finally managed to halt his impending tears.
However, he still spoke nervously, "Young man, you don't seem like a bad person. Please, don't tread the path of crime. You're still young!"
"This is just an ordinary lake, there's nothing worth salvaging here."
The fisherman mistakenly believed that Chen Yang was involved in tomb raiding or similar activities.
Chen Yang's face darkened. After a brief explanation, the fisherman, though still somewhat suspicious, answered Chen Yang's questions.
The bamboo pole used for fishing was found by the fisherman nearby. He was originally a villager from this area. Although the village had since been relocated, he still came to this spot to fish every few days.
While his catches were not substantial, fishing in this location always gave him a sense of refreshing rejuvenation.
According to the fisherman, fishing here for one night meant he wouldn't feel tired the next day.
As Chen Yang was questioning him, Rong Yuqing, who had re-entered the water, had also made a new discovery.
The Celestial Venerable's tomb beneath the water was ancient, and there were no signs of it having been entered before!
This time, they might very well obtain a new Celestial Venerable's inheritance.
Meanwhile, Zhou Zeyao pulled Chen Yang aside and said, "According to what this fisherman said, this bamboo pole might be an item from the Celestial Venerable's tomb. Taking this with you might be useful once we're down there."
"Even if it's not, this bamboo pole is an extraordinary treasure in itself."
Zhou Zeyao's words were indeed tempting, but Chen Yang had a different idea.
"Old Zhou, we can't take things by force. Besides, I tried the bamboo pole just now. If I'm not mistaken, the blood energy within it belongs to this fisherman. The bamboo pole has already recognized him as its master."
"If we forcibly take it, the fisherman will either die or have his lifespan greatly shortened!"