Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 1493: Chapter 717: One Pot of Wine to Bury the Past

Looking at Yu Jiujiang beside him, Chen Mu couldn’t help but sigh. Though he had managed to retain many old friends along his journey, many had also perished forever, and Yu Jiujiang was one of them.

Even though he had become a Dao Venerable, he couldn’t bring Yu Jiujiang back to life. However, in this broken corner of time-space, he could once again encounter Yu Jiujiang from the past.

At present,

The disputes in the Yu County Inner City hadn’t yet reached a fever pitch, and the struggles between the He Family and the Yu Family had only just begun to surface. It would be more than two years before he would rise in Yu City and reveal his edge, and Yu Jiujiang’s condition was much better than when he was gradually rising.

"It’s been many years since we parted, and seeing the old man again fills my heart with emotion... Hmm, you must have honed your fishing skills to perfection over these years of peaceful rest, old man. How about we have a fishing contest? Whoever loses will treat the other to a pot of wine."

Chen Mu indeed had some things he wanted to reminisce about with Yu Jiujiang, but upon seeing Yu Jiujiang from the past now, those words just vanished like smoke. At this moment, he only wanted to cast aside all worldly matters, fish with Yu Jiujiang, and drink a pot of wine.

"Hahaha, in my lifetime, I’ve only loved fishing. Your invitation, young friend, aligns perfectly with my wishes. Come, come, let’s have a contest." Yu Jiujiang burst into hearty laughter upon hearing Chen Mu’s words.

Although he still couldn’t recall Chen Mu’s identity, the closer Chen Mu acted, the better it was. He suspected that Chen Mu might have been an ordinary disciple of the Seven Profound Sect back in the day. At the time, he hadn’t paid much attention and had inadvertently given Chen Mu some blessings. Yet, Chen Mu rose from obscurity, growing step by step over the years, and now his realm was clearly above his own.

Swish.

Yu Jiujiang raised his fishing rod and cast the line, the hook and bait landing in the pond.

On the other side, Chen Mu did the same. Neither of them used any transcendent power, but only the simplest mortal methods for fishing, sitting quietly at the edge of the pond.

As Yu Jiujiang fished, he quietly observed Chen Mu, and the results filled his heart with admiration. As they say, fishing is like life. Fishing had been his life’s hobby, and when others fished with him, he could discern their nature. Before this, he had never met anyone whose temperament could compare to Chen Mu’s.

That steadiness, tranquility, peace, harmony... He didn’t look like a young person at all, not like a leading figure among the younger generation of martial artists but more like an elderly grandmaster, a Grandmaster Martial Saint who reigns supreme, overlooking the world!

If he were truly a Marrow-Cleansing Grandmaster or a prominent figure in the Blood Exchange Realm, he could indeed conceal his Qi-Blood so his age wouldn’t be apparent from his appearance. But Chen Mu addressed him as "old man," clearly positioning himself as a junior, so he wasn’t that kind of figure.

By the pond,

The two sat quietly, fishing.

Except for the fishing line dangling into the pond, the entire water’s surface remained placid. Even at the point where the slender fishing line dipped down, there wasn’t the slightest ripple, and the entire pond remained pristine.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Yu Jiujiang’s fishing line suddenly quivered slightly, causing ripples to spread across the water’s surface. A smile appeared on his face as he gently flicked the fishing rod, and a fish broke the surface, flung into the air.

"Hahaha, young friend, it seems my luck is better today."

Chen Mu watched Yu Jiujiang catch the fish and smiled faintly, saying, "When it comes to luck, today’s fortune for you, old man, is indeed extraordinary... Very well, since the old man has won, let me treat you to a pot of wine."

With that,

Chen Mu gently flipped his hand, and a Jade Pot fell silently into his palm.

Then, he casually lifted his left hand, bent his fingers, and pointed at the ground. Instantly, the soil at the pond’s edge surged and gathered, forming two natural ceramic wine bowls. With a wave of his hand, a stream of clear wine flew out from the Jade Pot, dividing in the air, and fell into the two ceramic wine bowls, the fragrance of the wine quickly permeating the inner courtyard.

"Young friend, you cultivate in the Kan Water and Dui Ze lines? Your skills are truly phenomenal."

Seeing Chen Mu’s casual display of skills, Yu Jiujiang smiled, but internally he was very surprised, as he couldn’t discern the Daoist Charm that Chen Mu effortlessly exhibited.

His Artistic Conception had trained to at least the first step of the Kan Water, and after years of nurturing, he was approaching the second step. Yet, Chen Mu’s skills eluded him, clearly indicating a level above him; this was at least the second step of Artistic Conception.

But the second step of Artistic Conception...

Achieving this level, within the Seven Profound Sect, was far from ordinary, and likely those who reached it had already advanced to the Six Viscera Realm, becoming a Sect Protector of the Seven Profound. As for the Sect Protector level figures of the Seven Profound Sect, he had heard a thing or two about most, and Chen Mu wasn’t among them, which only added to Yu Jiujiang’s curiosity.

He lifted the wine bowl, savoring the rich aroma of the wine. He had no suspicion that there was anything wrong with the wine, for with Chen Mu’s naturally gifted Daoist Charm earlier, there was no need for poison if he intended harm.

Moreover, this rich wine aroma was unlike anything he had seen even at the State Government Office in Yu State. Just a glance at the wine’s consistency told him it must be a Spiritual Wine, and likely a very precious one.

"Hmm, the old man indeed has discerning eyes. It’s indeed a small evolution based on the Kan Water and Dui Ze lines."

Chen Mu only smiled in response to Yu Jiujiang’s praise.

Now, every gesture of his was Creation itself. Saying it was Kan Water and Dui Ze wasn’t too far-fetched—he had indeed evolved step by step from Kan Water and Dui Ze, with the ultimate endpoint being Creation.