Compared to Yu Yalan's previous catch, this piece of Spirit Gold was clearly much larger.
However, to Yu Qingyang's dismay, this piece of Yunxi Iron was only considered a First Grade Material, not worth more than a few Spirit Stones.
"Oh well, better luck next time!"
The portly young man sighed and cast his line back into the Xinghai.
Ling Changqing silently gazed at the star-filled ocean before him, feeling his Divine Thought quietly extend outward, following the end of his fishing line into the deepest depths of the Xinghai.
Then, he felt as if he were in the middle of a vast, boundless, and mysteriously magnificent sea of stars, surrounded by splendid celestial bodies of varying sizes and colors.
For a fleeting moment, Ling Changqing felt that these celestial bodies were living things. They seemed to awaken from a deep slumber, curiously observing him, this sudden intruder.
To Ling Changqing, it felt like an ant being watched over and scrutinized by a host of dragons.
