At the hundred thousand miles of sea in the Ying Land, the Utopia Seven Immortals Island…
The Fishery Sect.
At this moment, a charming man dressed in white was fishing.
He had a simple fishing rod in his hand, but the other end of the rod had no line or bait. It was because the other party's luck and lifespan were the best "fishing line" and "bait"!
However, this time, he failed to "fish" his target.
The thread snapped.
The man in white couldn't help but frown slightly when he felt the 200 years of the other party's lifespan being transmitted over and making his own lifespan even longer.
Afterward, he didn't care about his image and scolded, "Which old thing is ruining my plans again?!"
The elegant man in white was furious.
