Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman
Chapter 359 - Chapter 359 Chapter 215 Emotions Are the True Skill

Chapter 359: Chapter 215: Emotions Are the True Skill! Chapter 359: Chapter 215: Emotions Are the True Skill! The cultivators from the outer sect of the Immortal Sect who knelt on the damp port floor.

Sensing the imposing aura of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator in the sky, all of them bowed their heads with fear and dared not move haphazardly.

Never would they have imagined that the Foundation Establishment Cultivator above them was actually the same one from their batch who had the poorest results…

“Everyone get up, this area of the sea is no longer safe.”

“Leave quickly!”

Su Ping shook his head, having no intention of catching up or showing off with old acquaintances.

After confirming that there was no immediate danger on the sea, he turned and went to Mysterious Turtle Island.

On Mysterious Turtle Island, this fishing trip also did not bring Su Ping any peace.

Perhaps because Mysterious Turtle Island was now in a deeper region of the sea, sea monsters would occasionally appear while fishing.

Although most of them only had the power of the Qi Cultivation Stage,

they could easily be handled by Big Black.

Still, this made Su Ping vigilant.

If the level of danger continued to escalate,

would he really have to abandon Mysterious Turtle Island as a fishing point?

Su Ping had considered whether to set up a formation on Mysterious Turtle Island,

but he quickly dismissed the idea.

Mysterious Turtle Island itself held no secrets, its Spirit Vein had long since vanished, and there were no secret realms emerging around it.

As long as Su Ping, the Fishing Man, wasn’t fishing there, neither sea monsters nor Evil Cultivators who just happened to pass by would spare it a second glance.

But if Su Ping were to set up a formation, wouldn’t it make Mysterious Turtle Island stand out like a firefly in the dark?

Those passing Evil God Avatars might take a fancy to it on a whim and with one slap… that would be too tragic to witness.

[Fishing attempts have been exhausted; please come again next time!]

After using up all the accumulated attempts in one night, Su Ping saw this message appear and in the next second, he disappeared from the Immortal Cultivation World and returned to Water Blue Star.

Water Blue Star, Huaqi Country.

One of the top megacities, New York City.

With environmental degradation and social development, more and more people came here seeking opportunities and a livelihood.

The registered population here had already exceeded thirty million,

and you could nearly find traces of every race from all over Water Blue Star in this metropolis.

The Circular District in New York City, neither particularly good nor bad,

had the church of the Holy Lord Sect serving as the most important backbone and stabilizer of the community.

The church organized food distribution for believers every week and provided some basic aid for those in hardship.

At the same time, under the lead of the priest, it was also to ensure that the community’s value did not diminish, and residents generously contributed money and effort to establish a patrol team to maintain order within the district.

These measures reduced the local crime rate and allowed the church’s authority to continue.

Father Victor had been rooted in this community for nearly thirty years.

Feeling content and unwilling to think of returning, he even declined a recall inquiry from Holy Lord City a few years ago.

Of course, Father Victor had certainly regretted it recently.

If only he had known that returning to Holy Lord City would grant him an opportunity to learn transcendent knowledge,

how could he bear to leave this church?

Especially since these past few days, as their church in New York City was recognized as the most outstanding, they had received praise from Holy Lord City.

Then, after replacing the Silver Cross atop the building that was said to be a hundred years old,

two black stone-statue ghost statues, about one and a half meters high, were escorted over and then installed on both sides of the main entrance of the Circular District church.

Like two guardians, they watched over the perimeter of the church.

If they were just ordinary statues, that would be one thing,

but Father Victor knew that these two statues were real, movable Stone-statue Ghosts!

They possessed the ability to punish evil and ward off evil.

It had begun to distribute these recently, supposedly because the great Holy Lord had an epiphany that maybe a Demon was plotting something.

So, they hurriedly distributed them in various locations using the churches as bases to detect anomalies at the earliest.

“Father, the Anderson family has a haunting again!”

Today, Father Victor got up early, planning to distribute food at the door as usual and use his extensive experience as a priest for some psychological counseling,

when he heard his assistant at the door shouting with a hint of urgency.

“Another haunting?”

Father Victor frowned slightly, a headache beginning to form.

This was one of the side effects after their fame as priests of the Holy Lord Sect skyrocketed with frequent transcendent incidents.

In the areas controlled by the priests, incidents of hauntings or being possessed by Demons also surged.

Whenever the priests reluctantly went to handle them, they often found that the other party was most likely suffering from a headache or fever.

Most could be cured in a day or two by drinking Holy Water containing painkillers.

The few serious cases were usually mental illnesses, and if they refused to go to a psychiatric hospital, it was best to recuperate at home.

The Anderson family was one such home with a mentally ill person in the community.

However, the parents did not believe their son was mentally ill but insisted he was possessed by a Demon.

After the transcendent incidents erupted throughout Water Blue Star, their claims sounded much more forceful.

Even Father Victor initially had some doubts.

However, with the arrival of the Stone-statue Ghosts,

he and his assistant took the individual in question in front of the Stone-statue Ghosts,

and after confirming that the Stone-statue Ghosts didn’t even show any interest in looking at the chubby boy once,

he was convinced that this boy’s issue was not within the Holy Lord’s domain.

“It seems it’s not the young Anderson but a relative they took in,”

“A relative?”

“They took in someone from outside?”

“Yes, but it was reported.”