Yu Yan opened his eyes, only to be greeted by the familiar wood wall.
The room was dimly lit, with only a small window providing a sliver of light. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could see the dust particles floating in the air.
Then took a deep breath, the scent of old wood and incense filling his lungs.
"Muyong..." He raised his hand, clutching the side of his head as a wave of dizziness," A lifetime felt as fleeting as a dream...", he murmured.
He stood up, his legs feeling heavy, and walked to the window. Then looked outside and admired the blue planet floating in a carefree manner.
Yu Yan's expression turned sorrowful as he whispered, "Father, Mother..." His sorrow then shifted into a newfound yearning as he spoke, "The Dao of Karma."
He gazed up at the faint and flickering thread of karma on top of his head. Unlike the clear and vibrant thread he saw inside the Desolate God Temple, these one act like a faint candle flame struggling to stay alight.
He closed his eyes, focusing on the thread and trying to grasp at the strands. But the more he tried to focus, the more the thread seemed to slip through his fingers.
"I comprehended the Great Dao of Karma inside the Desolate God Temple and took my first step toward the Great Dao, but my insight is lacking but...," He sighed, then lamented, "It's like understanding a single drop of water amidst a raging storm."
[Congratulations host for completing a special mission inside the simulation]
[Special Reward: Elementary Understanding of the Great Dao of Karma]
The familiar voice sounded in his ears, causing him to unclenched his fist and look up," Isn't the dao of karma a reward I earned through my own hard work?" He retorted.
[Host, the system gives you the opportunity.]
Hearing this, he paused.
It was true, without the simulation trial, he wouldn't have had the chance to experience such strange scenario.
[Special Reward: 4/10 Worth of Cultivation in your Peak]
"T-This!"
Before he could react, a stream of pure spiritual essence flow through his entire body, interrupting any thought he wanted to form!
Yu Yan closed his eyes and breathed deeply, feeling the spiritual essence flowing into his body. It was as if a thousand tiny needles were piercing his skin, sending waves of energy coursing through his veins.
As the stream of spiritual essence continued to flow, Yu Yan's body began to tremble, his hands clenching into fists. He gritted his teeth, determined to withstand the immense power flowing into him.
But as the stream of spiritual essence intensified, Yu Yan couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. His body arched backward as a surge of energy erupted from within him.
As the stream began to recede, Yu Yan slowly opened his eyes, gasping for breath. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat, and his heart was racing.
"Couldn't you have given me a warning next time?" he cursed under his breath, but the system remained coldly silent.
Fortunately, it wasn't as painful as the first time receiving this kind of reward from the system. Even so, this sudden influx of spiritual essence was still a surprise.
"Ugh, they really need to improve their customer service department," he muttered, but it seemed as though the system wasn't even listening.
Without any further warning, the system spoke up again.
[Special Reward: Yu-Hwang's Fishing Rod]
"What?!" Yu Yan exclaimed, frozen in shock at the unexpected reward.
Suddenly, a void appeared beside him, and a small branch slowly fell down into his hand, feeling like a slimy glob that had just spat out a sword it had eaten. He couldn't help but shudder at the sensation.
The fishing rod was just like the one his father made, down to the tiniest detail.
Holding it in his hand remind him of the youthful year as he fished by Liuyue River.
As he held the fishing rod, memories flooded Yu Yan's mind. He remembered the days he spent fishing with his father by the Liuyue River, the peaceful moments they shared together, the laughter they shared, and the love he felt from his father.
He traced his fingers along the familiar curves and grooves of the rod, feeling the roughness of the wood and the smoothness of the metal parts.
"It's just like the one my father made," Yu Yan whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
[Host, the fishing rod is a True Immortal Grade tool.]
Thump.
Hearing the system evaluation, he staggered, almost dropping the rod in his hand in the process.
"True Immortal Grade fishing rod?!"
It was hard for Yu Yan to believe that the shabby fishing rod in his hand was of such high grade. He couldn't help but examine it more closely, looking for any signs of its true value.
As he held the fishing rod again, he could feel a faint, yet powerful aura emanating from it. It was as if the rod was alive and pulsing with energy.
"It's hard to believe that this rod is a True Immortal Grade Tool, something I have only briefly heard of in ancient records," Yu Yan muttered to himself, still in disbelief.
Yu Yan at his prime can be considered quite wealthy, with the Formless sword in his possession alone being an Immortal grade weapon.
For an average Yin-Yang Scryer expert, having a single Immortal-Grade Tool or Weapon is already considered well off, but what was the concept of True Immortal Grade treasures?
There is Earth, Heaven, Immortal, and the Divine-Grades of immemorial times, then True Immortal Grade only ever mentioned in Ancient Records before the formation of the Purple Swallow Sea formation!
If he had a Divine Grade Weapon back then, then even a Yin-Yang Scryer wouldn't dare facing him, but even so, he wouldn't dare to flaunt a Divine Grade treasures around, afraid that it would cause those old foxes in the Void Tribulation realm to chase after him.
Looking at the rod again with a new look, he is a bit hesitant, not knowing what to do with it.
After all, this rod in his hand would cause waves and bloodshed if words were to spread out!
Yu Yan's mind was racing as he tried to process the value and potential danger of the True Immortal Grade fishing rod in his possession. He couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the thought of possessing such a valuable and rare item.
"What should I do with it?" He muttered to himself, his expression serious and contemplative. The last thing he wanted was to attract unwanted attention and trouble.
Then," What if..." He murmured," I use this fishing rod with the Great Dao of Karma?"