By the banks of the Qinhua River, the once-surging waters slowed as they curved into a wide bend. This stretch of the river was vast, spanning dozens of zhang across. Even under the soft touch of a gentle breeze, the surface lay smooth.

Two figures sat side by side on the riverbank with a pot of medicinal tea resting between them, each holding a fishing rod that glowed with spirit energy.

"My family's foundation lies in alchemy and cultivating seven types of medicinal materials, and we have earned a modest reputation in Tianlan Immortal City," Li Jinhuang said. "But in reality, apart from medicinal materials and pills, we also have three spirit fish ponds as a supplementary income."

Li Jinhuang stroked his graying beard, then continued confidently, "Beneath...