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"What kind of deal?"

The bearded old man felt a surge of alertness in his heart.

This junior master was known for his perverse temperament, and no one could really know what he was thinking.

But his methods had always been strange and sharp.

In the past, he had made quite a name for himself with his ruthless tactics.

Even now, as a cripple, he was still greatly feared.

"You want to know what the ten-thousand-year change really is, don't you? Just let me out, and I will tell you."

"I'm afraid that won't do, Junior Master," the bearded elder said with some difficulty.

"The disaster you caused back then was too great. That person had originally intended to have you executed, but your fellow disciples pleaded vehemently on your behalf, and that is the only reason you were spared.

However, that individual still sends someone every three years to confirm that you're still imprisoned.

If I were to release you, it would be difficult to explain to the Sword Pavilion."

"This is not difficult at all. When the time comes, you can just claim I am already dead, forge some evidence, and deceive them. Aren't you the leader of a sect, capable of handling even this minor task?" the shadow said.

The bearded old man remained silent.

After more than ten seconds, he finally spoke, "Junior Master, you are now old and frail. Why do you insist on leaving? Wouldn't it be nice to spend your remaining years inside the sect? If you think this place is uncomfortable, I can arrange a more comfortable residence for you."

"Enough nonsense. After being imprisoned here for decades, I have had enough. In a word, will you release me or not?" the shadow said impatiently.

The bearded old man fell silent again, his face showing a hint of hesitation.

Seeing this, the shadow continued, "Little Jianwen, I know you are honest and always prioritize the sect. I can tell you clearly that this ten-thousand-year change is a major event that will determine the life or death of our Sword Pavilion.

If we do not prepare in advance, not to mention maintaining our current status in Jizhou, just surviving without being suppressed and swallowed would be good.

More seriously, it could even lead to someone attacking us, completely destroying us and erasing our legacy!"

"Junior Master, are you serious?" the bearded old man was shaken.

"I swear on your grandmaster's name, there is no falsehood!"

The bearded old man had heard from his deceased master that his junior uncle, in his entire life, had been perverse and fearless. He respected no one and had never looked up to anyone.

Except, he held great respect for the grandmaster who had rescued him from the chaos and raised him.

Now that he had even invoked the grandmaster's name, it might well be that what he had just said was probably not an exaggeration.

The bearded old man's heart was suddenly plunged into struggle.

The shadow did not urge him further, letting him think for himself.

The cave fell silent again, with only the faint sound of flowing water.

After a long while, the bearded old man's face suddenly firmed up as if he had made a decision.

He asked, "Junior Master, what do you intend to do after you leave?"

"What can I do? Old fellow, I am just a cripple now, with not many years left. I just want to go out and walk around in my last few years, see what the outside world looks like. Being in this cave for decades, I have no idea what it's like outside anymore."

Hearing the sadness in the junior master's voice, the bearded old man felt a surge of remorse.

The junior master's current plight, although self-inflicted, had indeed been locked up by him personally all those years ago. Seeing him like this, he too felt uneasy.

Moreover, the junior master was right. Now him being near his end and with his cultivation completely ruined, even if he really did leave, he could no longer cause trouble.

With this thought, the bearded old man finally made up his mind.

"Junior Master, I can let you out, but you must promise me a few things."

"Of course."

Seeing the bearded old man finally agreed, the figure's heart surged with excitement.

Hidden in the darkness, a face revealed a sinister and ferocious smile.

...

Lu Qing, who was far away in Jizhou, naturally had no idea about this.

At the moment, he was leisurely fishing by the river.

The fishing spot he was at was the Miracle Fish Fishing Spot.

Next to him, Little Li was eagerly watching the float.

During his days in the county, Little Li's days had been good, consuming a lot of fresh fish every day.

However, he had not been able to eat Strange Fish again.

Thus, he was dearly missing it.

"Little Li, don't be anxious. We haven't fished here in so long, the Strange Fish should have gathered again by now," Lu Qing said with a smile as he rubbed Little Li's head.

Little Li rubbed against Lu Qing's hand and continued to stare at the float.

Lu Qing couldn't help but laugh and began to take things seriously.
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The little guy was so expectant, he couldn't let him be disappointed.

Perhaps because it had been a while since he last fished here, the Strange Fish truly had refreshed.

Before long, Lu Qing felt the fishhook, baited with Blood Apricots, gently move, followed by the float suddenly sinking, and a strong pulling force transmitted from the fishing rod.

However, with Lu Qing's current strength, such an ambush no longer affected him at all.

He held the fishing rod steadily in his hands, a smile appearing on his face.

"This fishhook is a newly forged Thousand-refined Fish Hook, if you can pull it away, you really are capable."

Indeed, this time returning home, Lu Qing had upgraded his fishing rod again.

The fishing line was still made of Snow Silkworm Silk, which proved to be extremely durable. Having used it for so long, Lu Qing had never seen it break.

During his time in the county, he had also looked for other types of fishing lines, intending to buy some for backup.

But he found that none were as good as the Snow Silkworm Silk.

Perhaps, he had yet to find a fishing line better than the Snow Silkworm Silk, so he hadn't replaced it.

What he mainly replaced was the fish hook.

Previously, Lu Qing had asked Ma Gu to custom-order some Refined Iron fish hooks in the county, but he still felt they were somewhat lacking.

After all, no matter how good the fishing gear, fishermen always feel it could be further upgraded.

Coincidentally, Lu Qing had been spending his days in Zhu Xin Workshop, so he simply forged a batch of Thousand Refinement Level fish hooks.

Lu Qing still remembered the indescribable expressions on Master Lin's and his apprentices' faces when he forged those fish hooks.

Perhaps, in the eyes of these masters, using Thousand Refinement Level iron to make fish hooks was simply too wasteful.

But out of respect for him, they refrained from commenting.

After switching to the Thousand-refined Fish Hooks, Lu Qing's fishing rod had ascended to another level.

Under the scope of superpower, a faint golden light emerged, truly qualifying it as a treasure.

With such a Treasure Pole, Lu Qing was not at all worried that mere Strange Fish could trouble it.

And indeed, just as he expected.

Although the fish below were strong, they were now completely insignificant in front of the present Lu Qing.

Before long, a beautiful form was pulled by him into midair.