The child was fussy all night and couldn't be put down. I've only just started this chapter today and haven't had the chance to write it.

I'll have it replaced around 3 o'clock.

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In the northwest of the Great Wilderness Continent, there is a gorge with a waterfall. It's over three hundred meters high and narrows the higher up you go. From below, you can only see a sliver of the sky. Therefore, the locals call it the Narrow Sky.

Below the Narrow Sky falls lies a vast lake called Daze Lake, which is full of white carp known for their abundant flesh and delicious taste.

Legend has it that the carp in this area have a trace of dragon blood in their veins and during the spring equinox, if they can swim upstream and leap over the Narrow Sky waterfall, they can transform into dragons in a single bound to the sky.

At this time, above Daze Lake, near the edge of the Narrow Sky waterfall's cliff, an old celestial master with white hair and beard, wearing flowing robes and an aura of heavenly wisdom, was chatting with a handsome but indifferent-faced young man against the wind.

"Shaogeng, what do you think about this new batch of disciples who've just joined?"

The indifferent-faced young man was quite handsome, but his expression was a bit cold, and his arched eyebrows gave off an extremely rational and difficult-to-approach vibe.

On hearing his master's question, he pondered for a moment and responded with a salute, "Reporting to Master, there are twenty-one new disciples this year, most of whom have mediocre talents and are unlikely to become pillars of our sect."

"Only one. He has extraordinary talent, radiating spiritual energy, and at a glance, you can tell he's a peerless prodigy, possessing the stature of a man turned immortal."

"However..."

Hesitating, the indifferent-faced youth continued, "However, his disposition is far too indolent. Every day he shows no interest in cultivation, preferring to rest on his meditation mat or sneak out to go fishing."

"He also shows no interest in the sect's Divine Skills. After learning the basic Divine Skills, he doesn't practice or spar with his peers. His mindset is truly...sigh..."

Hearing this, the old celestial master laughed heartily, stroking his long white beard that reached his chest, and said cheerfully, "Correct, this kind of seedling for the path of immortality is indeed unusual. In my near century of life, I've never seen such a person."

"Interesting, very interesting..."

While the two were conversing, suddenly a small head with hair tied up intruded between them, looking up curiously and asking, "Master, Senior Brother, who are you talking about?"

The old celestial master and the indifferent-faced young man looked sideways to see a pretty young girl standing behind them, dressed in a lotus-patterned skirt.

She wasn't tall, only reaching their shoulders, and her face was a bit chubby, looking very cute.

However, incongruous with her cute appearance was the huge iron hammer she carried on her back.

The hammer, larger than her entire body, looked mighty and formidable. Yet, on her back, it added an element of endearing clumsiness.

Seeing the young girl, the old celestial master's smile deepened enough to show his wrinkles, "Lingmu has come~"

The indifferent-faced young man also nodded and greeted her, "Junior Sister."

The young girl had an obviously good relationship with the old celestial master. She tugged at his arm and asked coquettishly, "Master, what were you discussing just now? It seemed interesting."

Charmed by her coquettish behavior, the old celestial master laughed even more joyfully and said, "We were talking about the junior brother who just joined this year."

Upon hearing this, the young girl's eyes lit up and she said, "You're talking about Junior Brother Changan, aren't you?"

The old celestial master smiled and nodded.

The girl excitedly said, "I know him, I know him! He's become quite famous within our Chongguang Immortal Sect lately!"

Then, she began an animated recount of the junior brother's exploits, "I heard he's the most exceptional Immortal Seed in our Immortal Sect for nearly twenty years. Yet, he dislikes cultivation, conflict, and going out."

"Every day, he wakes up only when the sun is high in the sky, yawning on his way to eat. After his meal, he goes straight to the Practice Room to lie down, reading leisurely books and continuing to yawn. He lies there all day long."

"A fellow sect Senior Sister criticized him for his laziness."

"He immediately stood up, apologized with a smile and a salute. But after apologizing, he still did as he pleased, without any thought of repentance."

"There was a junior brother from his cohort who wanted to spar with him to ignite his fighting spirit."

"However, before the other could make a move, he lay down on the ground, claiming he was injured by his opponent's invisible sword energy, admitting defeat."

"It left the brother who sparred with him red-faced and furious, calling him beyond hope."

Saying this, the girl couldn't help but cover her mouth with laughter, clearly amused by the junior brother's antics over this period.

Hearing the young girl's story, the old celestial master laughed again, and even the usually stoic young man couldn't help but smile.

"Very interesting indeed~" the old celestial master mused, adding, "It's been many years since we've had such an interesting disciple."

Curious, the young girl asked, "But Master, why are we discussing Junior Brother Changan here?"

Smiling and stroking his beard, the old celestial master gestured towards Daze Lake below. "Look there. Who is that?"

The girl followed the direction of her master's pointing and saw on the secluded path leading to Daze Lake below the cliff, a young boy with a fishing cage, rod, and a pile of meditation mats slung over his shoulder, wearing a large conical hat, approached slowly from the distance.

He was dressed in simple hemp clothes, yet they couldn't conceal his handsome appearance, with a high-bridged nose and deep, spirited eyes. His face bore a lazy smile—so much so that, at first glance, he seemed like a radiant young man, naturally endearing to others.

Beyond his physical attributes, his cultivation talent was astonishing; even without spiritual vision, one could see the spirit light shining brightly around him, like the glittering stars at night.

This is a top-notch Immortal Seed, someone who, barring an untimely death, is guaranteed to become immortal.

This was Chen Changan.

The most talented disciple of the Chongguang Immortal Sect in nearly twenty years.

Yet at this moment, this most gifted disciple wasn't diligently cultivating within the sect but walked with a nonchalant stride to the shores of Daze Lake to slack off.

Seeing Chen Changan, the old celestial master on the cliff smiled slightly and explained to his two disciples, "According to reports from the disciples below, your Junior Brother Changan goes fishing here every day."

"Fishing, actually, is also a deep test of one's temperament and a form of cultivation."

"The Immortal Road is long; cultivation, temperament, and Divine Skills are all essential, and only perseverance can seek immortality."

"We just happen to use this to observe his temperament..."

Hearing this, the indifferent-faced youth and the young girl understood why the old celestial master had invited them here, so they began to observe their infamous little junior brother, eager to see his performance.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Chen Changan methodically placed his fishing cage on the shore, securing it with a stone.

Then, he nonchalantly set down the meditation mats he carried, stacking them into the shape of a chair.

Next, he sat down, reclined, picked up his fishing rod, and without even attaching bait, he cast it into the lake.

A splash was heard as the hook hit the water, sinking below the surface.

He then pulled the brim of his conical hat down and lay beside the lake, beginning to fish.

Seeing this, the young girl turned to ask the old celestial master, "Master, did Junior Brother Changan forget something? He didn't even put bait on the hook. How can he catch any fish?"

The old Immortal Master was full of appreciation.

He chuckled and said, "Your junior brother is a person of great wisdom. He knows the purpose of fishing is to cultivate one's nature, not to catch fish."

"It's about the process, not the result."

"So…" He stroked his snow-white beard and exclaimed, "Your junior brother indeed has the demeanor of an Immortal."

Hearing the old Immortal Master's words, the young girl dumbly "Oh oh" uttered in response. Though she barely understood, she felt it sounded quite impressive.

Thus, one fished while three observed.

Time went by, second by second.

Three hours later.

The girl yawned and then said, "My junior brother really has an amazing disposition. To think he can sit so still for so long. I definitely couldn't do that."

The young man with the cold face nodded and commented, "What's most important is, he hasn't caught a single fish yet he still stays calm, without even baiting the hook."

Only the beard-stroking old Immortal Master's brow furrowed deeper and his stroking quickened.

After a moment, he pinched a spell with his index finger and thumb, then lightly tapped the air above Chen Changan, who was fishing by the lake.

With a "Whoosh~~" a breeze blew by, and Chen Changan's hat was swept away, revealing his head, bowed and eyes closed, snoring, having been asleep for who knows how long.

Above the waterfall, his master and two fellow apprentices were watching…

After a moment, a cool breeze blew...

The girl turned her head, dumbfounded, and asked the old Immortal Master, "Master, is this… is this the demeanor of an Immortal…?"

The smile on the old Immortal Master's face turned somewhat awkward as he stroked his beard and shook his head,

"I had only heard the disciples say that aside from sleeping, Chen Changan loves to fish. So, I wanted to come and see for myself."

"Now, seeing with my own eyes… I realize he didn't come to fish at all; he simply changed the place to sleep."

Even the usually stoic young man's face had an expression of helplessness and amusement.

Clearly, having heard about this junior brother's laziness, he already thought the junior was lazy, but he did not expect that… upon seeing it firsthand, he was even lazier.

Is this what they call, endless laziness...?

After a moment, the old Immortal Master seemingly thought of something, chuckled twice, then gestured with his hand and said, "Well, since he's not really fishing, let's not watch anymore. Let's go."

The girl curiously asked, "Master, aren't we going to ask him to get up and practice?"

"Such talent my junior brother has, it's such a waste not to cultivate properly!"

The old Immortal Master smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, he will cultivate. We just have to wait and watch the show. Your senior brother has arranged everything."

Hearing this, the girl curiously glanced at her stoic senior brother, but the cold-faced young man simply looked back at her expressionlessly and said nothing.

"Hahaha." The old Immortal Master laughed again, then with a wave of his hand, the group turned into a gust of wind and vanished.

Meanwhile, by Daze Lake, the lazy young man, as if sensing something, slightly opened his eyes, looked around, touched his head where his hat used to be, yawned, turned over, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again…

And unbeknownst to anyone, along with his return to sleep, the invisible spirit light about him flickered even more intensely...

The melodious sound of bells drifted through the clouds surrounding Daze Lake, as the sun set in the west, tinting the sky with a red glow, while stars faintly pierced the firmament, as if poised to rule over heaven and earth.

A cool breeze blew, and Chen Changan awoke from his slumber.

He stretched lazily, picked up his hat from the ground, gathered the other mats, and walked to the shore.

He put away his fishing rod, glanced at the empty fish basket, and smiled indifferently, "Another bountiful day!"

While speaking, he reached into his clothing and pulled out a packet of dry fish bait, deftly opened it, and scattered it into the lake.

The white carp of Daze Lake, obviously already accustomed to the young man's routine these days, swarmed to compete for food.

After tossing the bait, he placed the paper packet in the fish basket, yawned again, took one last look at the competing white carp, picked up the fish basket, rod, and mats, and humming a tune, made his way back along the path.

Walking along, humming an unknown ballad, the content Chen Changan felt in high spirits, "Transform odd, retain even, signs observed within quadrants, chickens changed, dogs remain, dinner's served with noodle strands~"

It was about a quarter of an hour walking, taking a couple of turns, when suddenly the path opened up.

There was a vast valley, and in the middle of the valley, an enormous, upside-down, glass-like Mountain Protection Array shrouded a mountain of the Immortal Sect.

Atop the Immortal Sect's mountain, numerous Cui Feng peaks hung suspended, sharp as swords, thrusting into the sky.

Amongst Cui Feng, divine birds and mystical beasts played; above the mountain, clouds wandered, with occasional figures flashing past like startled swans.

It was nighttime already, and the Infinite Starlight fell from the nine heavens, striking the Array and causing it to ripple with bursts of colorful ripples, streams of visible spiritual energy floating above it.

Even though Chen Changan had seen the Mountain Protection Array at night countless times over the month, every time he saw it again, he couldn't help but marvel at the magic and mystery of this world.

Approaching the Array, a glimmer flickered around Chen Changan, and the Array seemed to come to life, expanding outward to engulf him, drawing him within.

Entering the Array, the previously hidden Immortal Sect appeared before Chen Changan.

The Immortal Sect was bustling, with many disciples coming and going.

Chen Changan seemed to be well-liked as many greeted him, "Chang An, back already?"

"Chang An, how was the catch today?"

"Chang An, did you go fishing again?"

Chen Changan would simply scratch his head with a smile and say, "Yeah, went fishing again."

"Ah, don't ask. Bad luck today, fished all day and caught nothing."

"I'm starting to think those white carp in Daze Lake have all turned into spirits! A whole day's bait gone, but not a single bite! It's supernatural!"

"But don't worry, I'll definitely catch something tomorrow!"

Upon hearing Chen Changan's words, laughter fills the entrance to the Immortal Sect.

One of the familiar disciples joked, "Last time you said tomorrow, and the time before, you also said tomorrow. How many tomorrows will it take before you catch a white carp?"

Chen Changan didn't get annoyed. He said cheerfully, "No hurry, no hurry. The Immortal Road is long; there's no rush for success."

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