The group of ten people sat in two separate cars. After a bumpy journey, they finally arrived at Changbai Mountain.
It was March, and the area was covered in a thick layer of snow.
The snow-covered mountain range was a spectacular sight.
They met up with Taoist Master Qing Xu and Taoist Master Qian Ji in a village at the foot of the mountain.
The two Taoist masters had been traveling all over Huaxia, going deep into mountains and forests in search of treasure. They had traveled northward, and they had arrived at Changbai Mountain a few days ago.
"What treasure is it, Elder?"
Everyone wondered about the same question.
"Fish! However, it's not an ordinary fish. You'll know once you get there. Here, everyone take a rod!"
As he spoke, Taoist Master Qing Xu handed over a bundle of fishing rods.
Everyone was surprised.
'What? Fishing?
'We're cultivators, dammit! We could've used our bare hands to catch the fish!'
