Chapter 105
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Chapter 105: Letting the Junior Brother Sniff
“Hmm? Is there a movement?”
Feeling the vibrations coming from the fishing line, Ji Yang’s eyes lit up with joy. He quickly lifted the rod and retrieved the extended primordial spirit line.
After waiting a moment, Ji Yang noticed weak ripples on the lake’s surface.
He was still a bit surprised; he hadn’t put in much effort and didn’t expect to have a catch so quickly.
With a strong pull, Ji Yang successfully brought what he hooked into his view.
It was a piece of tattered cloth, half a light green with golden threads.
Seeing the result, Ji Yang’s expression turned to disappointment—he had assumed too much, and it turned out to be something useless, not even a glimpse of White Light Points.
But as Ji Yang examined it, he noticed that the piece of clothing was somewhat unusual.
It appeared to be a torn cuff, and despite being pulled from the lake, it showed not a single trace of water, suggesting it was indeed something extraordinary.
However, since it yielded no White Light Points, it was meaningless to Ji Yang, even less valuable than a single spiritual fish, not to mention the waste of his primordial spirit energy.
What a loss!
Ji Yang casually prepared to toss it aside.
At that moment, a disciple behind him called out in surprise:
“Senior Brother Ji, wait!”
“Can you let me take a look at that?”
Seeing the disciple’s eyes shine with excitement as he stared at the piece of cloth in Ji Yang’s hand, Ji Yang threw it over.
Once the young man received the torn clothing, he exclaimed in astonishment:
“Wow! This is truly high quality!”
The disciple who had just reeled in his line and was about to return to meditation also gathered around, drawn by the young man’s admiration.
In fact, while Ji Yang was fishing, everyone had been paying attention, but they hadn’t shown any interest when they saw what he pulled up.
Seeing a senior brother marveling over a piece of tattered cloth, one disciple asked in confusion:
“Brother Niu, isn’t that just a scrap of cloth? What’s so special about it?”
“I agree, let’s go back and meditate to prepare for the upcoming spiritual energy tide,” another disciple added.
The young man referred to as Brother Niu snorted softly:
“You don’t understand! Although my realm isn’t high and my strength isn’t strong, I specialize in this area!”
Hearing Brother Niu’s title among the fellow disciples, the others grew curious.
“Please enlighten us, Brother Niu!”
Ji Yang was a bit surprised; while this piece of cloth was nice, he didn’t think it was any top-grade material. And being so small, it would be difficult to achieve anything noteworthy in crafting tools.
Could it be that he was mistaken? Seeing the young man’s confident demeanor, Ji Yang decided not to cast again and prepared to listen to the young man’s insights.
Smiling slowly under the watchful gazes of everyone, the young man carefully cradled the torn cloth in his hands and began to speak:
“Dear junior brothers, upon first glance, this appears to be an ordinary piece of clothing! But look closely, the patterns on the fabric are clear, the texture is smooth, and despite its tattered state, the cut is flawlessly natural. This piece must surely have come from the hands of a top master!”
“We take a closer look at the woven fabric; the threads are made from the silk of the Seven-Colored Demon Spider, sewn together with two other rare materials. Moreover, it is not just simply stitched, but combined with advanced crafting techniques! This makes the fabric impervious to water and fire, and even ordinary magical tools cannot break through it!”
“As I know, the only clothing made from such materials using this method, which can match it, is the Purple Gold Flowing Cloud Shirt worn by the ten true disciples of our He Dao Sect. This shows that the owner of this fabric holds an extraordinary status! They are truly a true heir!”
Upon hearing Brother Niu’s explanation, many disciples nodded in admiration, their interest clearly piqued.
The Purple Gold Flowing Cloud Shirt is a unique item for the true heirs of the sect, made entirely from various rare materials, giving it an overall appearance of purple and gold, exuding an air of nobility.
In addition to the valuable materials, the weaving of the fabric incorporates corresponding Formations and special crafting techniques, making the clothing as impressive as top-grade magical tools.
Furthermore, the Purple Gold Flowing Cloud Shirt offers various functions, such as changing size, fire and dust resistance, and being impervious to both water and fire.
Most importantly, this clothing symbolizes status. Among thousands of disciples in the He Dao Sect, only ten can wear it, making it a remarkable honor.
Ji Yang was greatly astonished. Indeed, the sect has many talented individuals. Just a piece of a tattered cuff could reveal so much information.
“Brother Niu, even if this item is extraordinary, it is now damaged and has lost its original effectiveness. Doesn’t that mean it has little value?”
A disciple asked in confusion.
The other disciples also regained their composure from their astonishment.
Indeed, while the complete clothing is remarkable, a mere tattered cuff does not hold much value.
Ji Yang nodded in agreement.
Unfazed by the doubts, Brother Niu’s expression remained unchanged, but a strange smile appeared in his eyes:
“This disciple has a point, but this item is not as simple as it looks. It carries a faint scent of silver orchid and a hint of a young girl’s aroma!”
“I can deduce that this is definitely clothing worn by a stunningly beautiful fairy! Although I don’t know who the owner is, anyone who could wear this garment is certainly not an ordinary cultivator. So, do you still think it has no value?”
With that, Brother Niu sniffed at the cloth, a look of rapture crossing his face.
Ji Yang initially maintained his anticipation, but after hearing Brother Niu’s words, a dark line appeared on his forehead.
Who would be interested in such a thing?
“Brother Niu! Can I smell that?”
“Brother Niu, I’ll offer a thousand spiritual stones to trade!”
“Brother Niu, I’ll share a spiritual fish!”
Watching the fervent disciples around him, Ji Yang took a deep breath.
Now he understood why these disciples had been punished to this place for tempering their hearts—that’s right!
In contrast, Senior Brother Mei sat calmly at the fishing platform, unmoved by external distractions, demonstrating his strong composure!
Seeing the enthusiastic disciples, Brother Niu smiled, but then his expression changed to one of disappointment, as this item did not belong to him but to Ji Yang.
Realizing this, the young man quickly spoke up:
“This item was caught by Senior Brother Ji; the junior disciples cannot make decisions regarding it!”
Before the other disciples could respond, Ji Yang waved his hand dismissively:
“Consider it a gift!”
He truly held no interest in this item!
Upon hearing this, Brother Niu was overjoyed, hurriedly thanking Ji Yang before carefully putting the item into his storage bag.
“Brother Niu, let me have a sniff!”
“Brother Niu, let me smell it!”
…
Ji Yang suppressed his fluctuating emotions, clearing his mind of what he had just seen and heard, and then re-baited his hook to continue fishing.
With the remaining primordial spirit energy he had, he could fish four more times!
He hoped he wouldn’t catch any more strange items.
Carrying a yearning for a big catch, Ji Yang cast his rod again!
