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

# STRANGEBEAST Yu Chi transmigrated to a world covered with savage, barren lands, where more than 10,000 races fought to ascend to the top. He began his life in this world in imprisonment. While the others had completely forgotten about his existence, he took out a bamboo stick that he had been carrying with him since his previous life. The souls of ancient divine beasts could be found in various savage lands and rivers. His bamboo stick could communicate with these ancient souls. When he fished at the Death Sea of Hades, he got the voice of Naga Siren. When he fished at the Ice River of Skeletons, he received the attack power of Blobfish. When he fished at the Lake of Grotto-Heaven, he obtained the golden eyes of the Five-Talon Divine Dragon. When he fished at the Cliff of Hanging Candles, he acquired the fire of the Nine-Tailed White Fox. In the blink of an eye, millions of years had passed. Deities and pet beasts from various corners of the world came to congratulate Yu Chi on his wedding. A prominent figure couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you so terrifying?” As Yu Chi stared at his gorgeous wife, the memories of him fighting millions of devils in the Underworld flashed in his mind. He then smiled and replied, “There’s nothing I can boast about. I was just lucky.”

Great River Flows To The Sky · Eastern
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Who Is Protecting Us Secretly?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The man from the flying feather race stood in the courtyard.

He looked at the woman in front of him and shook his head helplessly. "There's nothing we can do. I still haven't found the expert, and I have no clues as to who this person is."

The woman from the flying feather race had the same expression on her face, but there was more emotion in her eyes. She said to the man, "It's the same here. I've already searched all the rooms in this temple, but I didn't find any traces of the expert."

The two of them really wanted to find and thank the person properly. This person had saved their lives! From what they could recall, these stones had indeed been shot from the temple. Of this much they were sure. Moreover, these stones had shattered the flying feathers that were going to hit the young monks.

Still, there was not much they could do now.