After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

After the black spirit clansmen asked this question, the others around him continued to chatter.

They did not feel that it was dangerous to disturb a human fishing.

First, Yuchi's clothes were torn and tattered. From his appearance, it was easy to assume that he was a homeless and down-and-out tramp.

Second, Yuchi's tattered clothes did not bear the markings of the Black Heaven sect. As such, he was probably a wanderer. To them, a wanderer that could not even join the Black Heaven sect would be a puny weakling.

​ Third, the four people from the black spirit race could not sense any pressure emanating from Yuchi at all. He was like an ordinary human, and ordinary humans were trash.

Could Yuchi be an otherworldly expert? Of course, this was indeed possible. After all, nothing was absolute. However, these four people would never believe the nonsense that there was an expert cultivating in such shambles. What was the point of cultivating if not for money, power and influence?

Cultivation itself was a meaningless thing. Strength needed to be accompanied by status. If Yuchi was really a powerful person, then they would definitely have heard of his reputation back in the Black Heaven sect.

Considering all these factors, the black spirit race did not feel the need to be guarded or apprehensive around Yuchi.

As for Yuchi, he had been fishing peacefully before being suddenly interrupted by loud chattering.

He looked at them in confusion.

"I thought they were just bigger mosquitoes. I didn't expect them to be able to talk."

"So they aren't mosquitoes."

From his perspective, the four of them were extremely weak, about SSS++ grade.

Such levels of strength did not warrant his attention. He did not intend to make a move, nor would he be bothered by the sounds of passing insects. However, these insects could actually speak. They were indeed a little special.

The faces of the four black spirit clan's people darkened.

They were members of the noble black spirit race, the nemesis of the human race!

A human dared to call their noble black spirit race mosquitoes?

This was a great insult and affront to them.

Not to mention that they were SSS++ grade combatants who were well-known on the Earth rankings.

"We've killed..."

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

The four black spirit race members did not even have the chance to make any threats or burst out with killing intent. Yuchi just casually clapped four times, and the four little annoyances were erased from existence.

He calmly wiped off the blood from his hands. While those four might not have liked being called mosquitoes, to Yuchi, that was exactly what they were like.

This entire scene was witnessed by the old monk who was flying over on a red-crowned crane. The old monk clenched his teeth tightly, and the skin on his face wrinkled. He looked at Yuchi with fear and respect.

The four black spirit race members were killed in an instant!

Senior was really terrifying!

However, after thinking about it, it made sense. In the previous battle, the strength that Senior displayed had far outstripped this.

Although the old monk could not understand why the black spirit race members were so stupid…

Did he have to feel bad for them?

No!

"Are we really going to disturb Senior?" the red-crowned crane asked.

"Are you afraid?" the old monk asked.

"You're not afraid?" the red-crowned crane responded.

"Yes, I am," the old monk replied.

"Then why are we doing this?"

"We're just going to tell Senior about the Black Heaven sect. It seems that Senior doesn't know about them," the old monk said.

The red-crowned crane did not know what to say.

Yuchi might look as human as the old monk, but to the red-crowned crane, he was far more terrifying!

Yuchi was seated on the small island in the middle of the Vast Sea. The red-crowned crate could sense the aura of a predator, like a coiled snake, from Yuchi.

The majestic aura he exuded made this intelligent red-crowned crane feel extremely pressured.

The feeling it felt was not the fear of being bitten by a natural predator, but rather the feeling of being completely suppressed as a lesser existence. It was like a mortal standing before an immortal.

The reason why they were flying toward the island in the middle of the sea was quite simple.

The old monk was going to inform Yuchi about the Black Heaven sect's upcoming martial arts exhibition. Given Yuchi's strength, he would easily be able to obtain a high ranking, and would receive a lot of precious magic weapons from the Black Heaven sect as a result. This should be a rather important opportunity for Yuchi!

In any case, the old monk did not believe that Yuchi would kill the innocent…

Even though Yuchi had just casually killed four black spirit race members.

"We won't be angering Senior, right?" the old monk thought to himself.

…

Ten minutes later, Yuchi had already gained a general understanding of the situation from the old monk's words.

Black Heaven sect?

This was the first time he had heard of such an organization.

He had thought that he would not encounter any forces that united the myriad races after leaving the human city. After all, the myriad races were supposed to be at war with each other. How could there be such a force in this case?

However, since the Black Heaven sect existed, it meant that there were probably strong people among their ranks.

The martial arts exhibition, huh?

Mmm.

Yuchi decided that he could spare some time to have a look.

Yuchi did not care about the treasures. After all, no matter how amazing these treasures were, they could not compare to his fishing rod.

He just wanted to see if there were any experts in the Black Heaven sect.

If there were experts, he would have a friendly spar with them.

This was a friendly spar in the truest sense of the word.

Since that was the case...

He stood up and said to the nervous old monk with a kind expression, "In that case, can you point me in the direction of the Black Heaven sect?"

The old monk was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately saluted Yuchi and said, "Senior, I'll take you there."

"After all, one needs to be a sect member to enter the city."

"Senior is not a member of the Black Heaven sect yet. So without my guarantee, you won't be able to enter."

"If Senior barges into the Black Heaven sect directly, you'll be surrounded by many of them, which would put Senior in a relatively disadvantageous position."

The sect master of Black Heaven sect was from the myriad races, and ranked first on the Heaven rankings. His name was Long Fengyun.

Long Fengyun's strength was unknown, but he was definitely a Dao realm expert.

Therefore, although the old monk believed that Yuchi's was relatively strong, he still could not tell what the final result would be if he were to encounter Long Fengyun, who was ranked first on the Heaven rankings. After all, long fengyun was from the dragon race, a relatively powerful race among the myriad races!

Yuchi pondered for a moment before nodding and saying, "Thank you."

The old monk was flattered and immediately said, "Senior, this way please!"