C5512 A Soft Persimmon!
C5512 A Soft Persimmon!
The figure just now was not an ordinary Golden Immortal. It was very likely that the other party was a saint.
The cause and effect of a saint was not something that an ordinary method could deal with.
It was the first time Yang Bo had fished up the other party's sword, but he did not expect that the sword would be taken away by Number Four.
Because of the first cause and effect, he decided to fish up the person again. However, the other party was decisive and directly cut off his finger.
Number Four was unfortunately the one who had fished it up the second time. His body still had the aura of a sword, and the saint had recognized the aura and took on most of the cause and effect.
Number Four was blocking Yang Bo's calamity!
Everyone from the Phecda Group was dumbstruck. They all felt sympathy for Number Four, but when they faced Yang Bo, they felt that he was too cunning!
Number One opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, you have to be honest. Did you already know that the other party was a saint?"
"You should have told Fellow Taoist No. 4 clearly!"
Number Six stood out, "Fellow Taoist Yang, why did you explain it clearly?"
"This is a sword of a Dao artifact. If the owner of the Dao artifact is not a Golden Immortal, then it's a saint. Could it be that Number Four doesn't have any brains at all?"
"This is the cause and effect that Number Four took the initiative to take on. How can you blame Fellow Taoist Yang?"
"Could it be that Fellow Taoist Yang forced the fishing rod to Number Four?"
Number Two followed up, "No matter if it's the Dao artifact or the fishing rod, Number Four took the initiative to take on the cause and effect. This is indeed not Fellow Taoist Yang's fault!"
"However, the Sword Sect is very powerful, so they probably won't care about this!"
"If the heavens don't give birth to the Sword Sect, the Dao of the Sword will be like a long night!"
Number 3 followed, "Fellow Taoist Number 4, although you are courting death, our Tianji Group is one, and we will definitely help you get through this!"
Number 7 followed, "I also think so."
Number 4 looked at everyone and wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
He also knew that he was walking into a trap, but facing the karma of the Sage, he was really panicked.
Yang Bo walked over and patted Number 4's shoulder, "Don't worry, what is this?"
"Look at me, do you think I have tainted the karma of the Sage?"
"You have to believe that we will definitely be able to reach the Sage Stage!"
Number 4 sighed, "Next, we will have to rely on Fellow Taoist Yang!"
After saying that, he directly stuffed the fishing rod into Yang Bo's hands.
Number 4 felt that he was not suitable to hold the fishing rod at all. He had to be a little further away from Yang Bo so that he would not be tainted by the karma.
Yang Bo put away the fish hook, "Forget it, I will keep it!"
Number 4 stopped him, "Fellow Taoist Yang, if you can't catch the wooden boat, how are we going to cross the Sea of Void?"
"You can't stop, you are our hope!"
Number 1 followed, "You are our hope!"
Number 2 said, "Our hope is all on you!"
Number 3 put away the Karmic Fishing Rod in his hand and said, "We are all counting on you. You can't retreat!"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, we all support you!"
Number 6 and Number 7 did not hesitate and expressed their support.
Yang Bo was helpless and could only throw the hook out again.
The hook flew out and entered the void of space.
Yang Bo did not dare let the hook fly too far, afraid that he would provoke the Sage again. Just as he threw it out, he pulled it back.
At the beginning, he could clearly feel that the hook did not catch anything. However, as he pulled, Yang Bo suddenly felt that the hook seemed to be hanging on a heavy object. He could feel the weight and the fishing line was also taut.
However, this time, he did not feel nervous at all.
Yang Bo pulled towards the shore.
The crowd could not help but exclaim.
"He really caught the wooden boat. What kind of hook is this? How can it be so powerful?"
"This is the Karmic Fishing Rod. The boat that he caught is the Star Seizer Tower's wooden boat. Did they have any karma?"
"Why is the Star Seizer Tower's wooden boat empty? What happened?"
"I heard that after the Star Seizer Tower arrived in the Lower Realm, they acted very high-profile. They were divided into three groups. Which group is this? The cultivators on the wooden boat have all disappeared?"
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Yang Bo's gaze fell on the wooden boat. He could clearly see that there were a large number of bright spots on the surface of the wooden boat. These bright spots were like stars shining brightly.
Where did the cultivators of the Star-Seizing Manor go?
Yang Bo did not care about this. He pulled the wooden boat to the shore and said, "Everyone, let's use this wooden boat!"
The members of the Phecda Group were very happy. They jumped onto the wooden boat and planned to enter the Sea of Void.
Before the wooden boat left, a group of cultivators in green clothes suddenly jumped out and stopped Yang Bo and the others.
"We are cultivators of the Green Robes Sect. The Green Robes Sect is on good terms with the Star-Seizing Manor. The two Sages have known each other for millions of years!"
"Thank you very much for helping us bring back the wooden boat from the Star Seizer Pavilion. You don't need to keep it for us anymore. Please return it to us and let the Green Robed Sect send it back to the Star Seizer Pavilion!"
Yang Bo stared at them and asked, "Fellow Taoist, how should I address you?"
The leading cultivator stood up and cupped his hands. He said, "Song Xiaoyao!"
Yang Bo stared at him and said, "Fellow Taoist Song, you are on good terms with Star-Seizing Manor. It is very difficult to verify this kind of thing. How can we believe you?"
"Furthermore, if the Green Robes Sect is on good relations with the Star-Seizing Manor, then it should be a sect with equal strength. Why haven't you left yet? Do you not have a wooden boat?"
"If you don't have a wooden boat, how could you be a sect with equal strength with the Star-Seizing Manor?"
Among Song Xiaoyao's group, there were two late-stage Immortal Realm cultivators, two middle-stage Immortal Realm cultivators, and two early-stage Immortal Realm cultivators. Such a combination could only be considered ordinary in the sects of the various Great Sages.
The cultivators sent out by some saint sects were basically all at the late stage of Immortal Realm, and their strength could be said to be at the peak.
When Song Xiaoyao heard Yang Bo's words, he immediately snorted coldly, "What do you mean?"
"We didn't prepare well before coming here. Is this also the standard to be judged?"
"No matter how strong we are, we have to be stronger!"
"Quickly hand over the Wood Boat of the Star-Seizing Tower!"
Song Xiaoyao's face was fierce, as if if Yang Bo would attack if he was unwilling to hand over the boat.
Yang Bo frowned, "You want to rob us?"
"Finally, your true colors are exposed!"
There were many cultivators present, and when Yang Bo caught the wooden boat, many people were ready to make a move.
This was mainly related to Yang Bo and his group's cultivation. They were all at the early stage of Immortal Realm, and in everyone's opinion, they were the rightful prey!
Everyone wanted to hunt them, but they were robbed by the Qingyi Sect first.
Suddenly, another person stood out, "Fellow Taoist Yang, can you lend me the karmic fishing hook?"
"If you can give me the karmic fishing hook, if there is a conflict, I can save your life!"
Yang Bo glanced at the other party and chuckled.
He didn't expect that their group would actually become the soft persimmon in everyone's eyes!
Everyone wanted to control them!
Chapter 18 – The Power of the Karmic Fishing Hook